"Wu Xicao is giving a lecture today, and we will go to the lecture later." Wang Jiaqi smiled brightly, with her big white teeth exposed, as if the words "I am a nymphomaniac" were written on it.
Wu Yuehua poked her head out of the bathroom, her mouth full of toothpaste, "Yes, Xiaoyou, are you going?"
Cheng Ningyou shook her head and replied, "I won't go."
School belle, she doesn't want to listen to the lectures of that unknown Xiaocao. He is just one year ahead of them. What's so great about him?
"Are you really not going? When Wu Xicao was a freshman, he passed the first-level painter qualification certificate abroad. This is the first time since he entered school that he has been willing to teach others what he has in his knowledge base. How many people are looking forward to it?
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"Oh, hurry up. If you're late and there's no room, I'll chop you up."
Wu Yuehua and Wang Jiaqi sang in harmony, and Cheng Ning looked at them with a worried frown. Is that Xiaocao that no one knows really so powerful?
So a man with no grace is not only handsome, but also has excellent academic performance? It seems that she really needs to know more about the celebrities in the school.
"Xiaoyou, let's go first, bye." Wang Jiaqi pulled Wu Yuehua out of the dormitory in a hurry.
Cheng Ningyou stretched out his hand and said, "Hey..."
Well, she admitted that she was excited, she was really interested in painting, so she decided to pick up her schoolbag and follow in the footsteps of Wu Yuehua and Wang Jiaqi.
Wang Jiaqi looked curiously at Cheng Ningyou, who was catching up with her and Wu Yuehua, "Huh? Aren't you going?"
Cheng Ningyou said, "I want to see if that little grass is really as awesome as you say."
When they arrived at Wu Xicao's classroom, the classroom was already full of people. The three of them stood at the door and looked around to see where there was a seat.
At a glance, there are countless beauties, all fat and thin, and there are only a handful of boys in the vast sea of people. This shows how powerful Wu Xicao's fan base is.
At this moment, there was a sudden commotion on the field. Wang Jiaqi pulled Wu Yuehua and said, "There are two more seats over there. Let the three of us go over and squeeze in."
Cheng Ningyou was always slow, and she didn't know what caused the sudden commotion on the field. Suddenly a tall figure appeared behind her, and she didn't have time to turn around.
The tall figure walked in front of her. She looked up and saw, oh, it turned out to be that unknown grass.
When she turned around and saw Wang Jiaqi and Wu Yuehua sitting calmly on their seats, she suddenly felt embarrassed.
Wu Xicao was wearing a white shirt, and his crescent eyes behind his gold-rimmed glasses always made people feel like he was smiling, but his lips didn't seem to be smiling.
He lowered his eyes and looked at her standing there, not moving, holding two books in one hand. He looked gentle and elegant, indeed somewhat professorial.
"Haha, what a coincidence, senior, you are also here to attend the class?"
Cheng Ning's sad smile was so fake that as soon as she said her words, the whole audience was in an uproar and laughed continuously.
Who doesn't know that today's class is taught by Wu Xicao? She pretends to be so different.
Wu Yifan curled his lips and smiled, pointing to the big blackboard behind him, which said, 'Welcome Wu Yifan to teach us, we will listen carefully.'
"Classmate Cheng seems to be fairly short-sighted. I think he will sit in the front row." Wu Yifan said and glanced at the front row.
The row in front was packed, and everyone's buttocks were like nails hammered into them. No one was willing to move their buttocks to give up their seats.
