Big brother needs portrait sketches! What is Zheng Yifan doing?
Is the image describing the scene?
Fang Di glanced at the white paper in front of Zheng Yifan, and then glanced sideways at Zheng Yifan.
Her two pieces of paper were wasted!
Noticing Fang Di's glare, Zheng Yifan smiled and continued waving his hand calmly, scribbling strokes from left to right on the paper.
Su Keke, who was in the front row, stroked her chest and then touched her slightly hot cheek.
Geng Xinyu went too far! Why did he finish answering the questions so quickly?
Finally got a chance to catch a glimpse of Zheng Yifan’s handsome profile!
As a result, Zheng Yifan turned around before he could even finish his eyes.
Su Keke quietly tilted her head and glanced at Geng Xinyu. Huh?
She swept up a high ponytail and looked at her with a happy face!
The results are so amazing! Even the ponytail is prouder than others!
Su Keke pouted, turned around, and saw Li Mengmeng looking at him blankly.
Look at p! She is not Zheng Yifan or Geng Xinyu.
Su Keke lowered his head, grabbed a pen, and made two random drawings on the textbook.
Why are you still looking at her?
Su Keke turned his head, why?
Well, it’s not her Li Mengmeng is looking at!
Okay, she's being overly sentimental.
"What?" Su Keke pushed Li Mengmeng and followed her slightly left gaze.
OMG, I'm acting like a nympho again!
Don't push me! Li Mengmeng brushed Su Keke.
She didn't understand. What went wrong today?
Li Mengmeng raised her hand, and when it touched her eyebrows, she put it down again.
Can't touch!
I just drew the eyebrow line and applied the false eyelashes in the morning. What should I do if I touch them and fall off?
Li Mengmeng turned her head and glanced up and down at Zheng Yifan.
The aesthetics are too bad!
She is obviously the most beautiful in the class!
This morning, I even put on the most popular nude makeup!
Zheng Yifan actually didn't even look at her!
Fang Di just has a bit more personality!
Geng Xinyu has a better temper!
When she was in junior high school, she was the school beauty!
Zheng Yifan is really blind!
Um?
Zheng Yifan paused with the pen in his hand.
The panda eyes in front are making secret glances at him again!
How can one paint a duck with peace of mind!
How distorted is Xu Ji's information?
Zheng Yifan thought bitterly that after class was over, he was going to clean up Xu Ji. It would be best to have real data to prove that the sophomore students were not interested in him. Otherwise, the 248 knowledge points would be halved!
My hand unconsciously exerted a little force, and with a "pop" sound, the pencil lead broke.
Fang Di rolled his eyes at Zheng Yifan.
Painting is useless.
I won't say it directly, but as for the pencil that destroyed her so much.
Fortunately, she still had nine sharpened ones in her drawer.
Huh? So many?!
Zheng Yifan looked at the nine pencils that suddenly appeared in front of him, and was startled for a moment. He turned his head and saw Fang Di, with a bright smile on his face, leaning against the wall, twirling his long curving bangs, having a great time.
Zheng Yifan smiled, picked up one of the nine pens, hesitated for a moment, and wrote a few words heavily in the upper left corner of the paper he had scribbled on, and then pushed it in front of Fang Di.
What? Fang Di glanced at the paper moved in front of him.
Oh, the words are so chic and elegant!
He took a closer look, chuckled, glanced at Zheng Yifan, took a pen, tilted his head and glanced, used all his strength to draw a few words, and then pushed it in front of Zheng Yifan.
Not bad, a little worse than a pig!
Zheng Yifan laughed when he saw the words on the paper, glanced deeply at Fang Di, pushed the paper over and pointed.
Huh? Fang Di glanced sideways at Zheng Yifan, and then glanced back at Teacher Ding, who was walking around so fast. What are you doing?
Are you looking to settle a score? It’s class now!
"Your handwriting is very beautiful. Write your name and see." Zheng Yifan said with a low smile.
Fang Di glanced at Li Mengmeng who was in the front row and quickly turned back. He pulled the paper and wrote his name in regular script. Finally, he didn't even sign the date.
Look again, Zheng Yifan won’t be interested in you either!
No! Fang Di raised his eyebrows, with a bright smile on his face, and pushed the paper over again.
She was forced by her father to practice calligraphy two hours a day since she was a child.
Not bad! Zheng Yifan smiled, extended his thumb to Fang Di, then changed a pencil and continued to scribble on the paper.
Fang Di smiled, turned his head, and continued to tie his long bangs around the wall.
Who said he has too many skills to take care of himself? She wants to settle the score with that person!
How annoying!
Whatever I wrote, the school boss took it and kept it as a signature.
How much Zheng Yifan likes calligraphy, she is not surprised to know!
Hey, when Fang Di twisted the long bangs on his forehead to the third circle, he suddenly had an idea, why not write a few words and send them to his eldest brother. I wish him a gold medal and be admitted to the school of his dreams!
First, you can deepen your elder brother’s good impression of you!
Secondly, you can take the opportunity to approach your elder brother a few more times. Each time, he would say that he wanted to study hard and walked away without even saying a few words. After walking away, he would not be seen again for a week.
Thirdly, even if we don't have the chance to meet again in three months, at least we can keep a souvenir.
I see her occasionally, and maybe I will remember her occasionally.
Fang Di glanced at Zheng Yifan, who was carefully drawing weeds, and suddenly felt that it was much more pleasing to the eye.
Well, actually, the eldest brother is more handsome.
After groping in the drawer for a while, he carefully pulled out two pieces of light green letter paper.
After thinking about it for a while, I took a pen and a blank sketch paper, and carefully started drafting on it.
After writing two strokes, I stopped again.
The eldest brother is studying music. She gave him hard-pen calligraphy. What if he doesn’t like it?
His eyes glanced at Zheng Yifan who was still serious.
She has treasured all her hurtful words, not to mention that she meant them with all her heart!
Art, after all, is all connected!
Once I’ve written it, how do I send it to you?
Fang Di hesitated again and couldn't help but glance at Zheng Yifan.
This man is quite smart. He actually found a messenger in advance.
Hey, Fang Di turned his eyes left and right, glanced at Zheng Yifan, and then glanced at Geng Xinyu's high ponytail on the left. Let's help each other.
Having made up his mind, Fang Di started drafting one stroke at a time.
Zheng Yifan glanced at the two eye-catching pieces of light green letter paper.
So beautiful and has a light fragrance.
Are you planning to write a love letter?
He doesn't like being a messenger!
Holding the pen, he continued to draw.
After I drew two strokes, I couldn't help but glance at the light green letter paper!
Green is his favorite color.
Number 2 is really thoughtful!
What Yang Yi hates most is the color green. Do you want to remind No. 2?
Zheng Yifan raised his eyebrows, looked at the words on the sketch paper in front of him, and laughed.
Forget it, a gentleman becomes a beautiful man, he has always been the kindest.
He could just draw a green pig with peace of mind.
Ding Kailing, who was walking gracefully and slowly, walked around and walked to Zheng Yifan's side.
So serious?
He stopped, stared, raised his hand to block his nose, and walked slowly towards the podium.
The results are remarkable, Fang Di has not fallen into any trap.
The burden on my shoulders is lighter again.
It's just that I have to eat Lao Li's braised pork one less time.
Ding Kailing, who walked up to the podium, glanced at Zheng Yifan who was doodling, and then glanced sideways at Fang Di, who was bowing his head.