The world's most sassy sweet wife

The corner of He Xuanchen's mouth pulled a trace of helplessness, "Yu Ziqing, do you have a problem with your comprehension?"

He couldn't help but wanted to poke the woman's forehead, but the latter avoided her.

He withdrew his hand and said, "I mean I don't want to quarrel with you. When did I say I don't want to chat with you? Why do you always misinterpret my meaning?"

Yu Ziqing felt a little bored staying here, so she took out the fan from her bag and fiddled with it casually, "I was afraid that you were too polite and you were too euphemistic."

He Xuanchen's eyes fell on the fan, and he asked with a slight smile, "Do you like this fan very much?"

"I like it, it's very easy to use." Yu Ziqing shook it a few times while speaking.

He Xuanchen hooked the corners of his lips, "Actually, I would rather chat with you."

"Oh?" Yu Ziqing fanned herself with a fan, "Why? My mouth is so poisonous."

He Xuanchen said, "It's okay if you get used to it."

Yu Ziqing said, "Congratulations, your endurance has become stronger."

At this moment, Fang Jue's mobile phone suddenly came to a voice call.

"Hey! Have you finished your homework? I'm about to coax my grandson to eat, why haven't you finished yet!" A man's voice sounds like Fang Jue's age.

Fang Jue put the phone aside and continued to draw, "Wait a little longer, half an hour at most. If you don't wait for me, I won't let my apprentice review your homework."

The other end snorted, "Then hurry up!"

After hanging up the call, Fang Jue continued to paint.

Yu Ziqing yelled worriedly, "Teacher, if you don't want to rest for a while, I'm not in a hurry to leave."

Fang Jue kept writing without turning his head, and continued to stare at the computer screen, "I don't need to rest, you young couple will chat first."

When the two heard the words "little couple", they looked at each other in unison.

He Xuanchen asked suddenly, "Are you hungry?"

Yu Ziqing glanced at the time, it was already past seven o'clock.

She looked at Fang Jue, "Teacher, have you had dinner yet?"

Fang Jue said while painting, "Painting, what do you eat? I'll talk about it after I finish painting."

It's just not eaten.

Yu Ziqing said helplessly, "Teacher, I'm going out to do some shopping."

He Xuanchen got up, "What do you want to eat, I'll buy it."

Yu Ziqing looked at his legs, "Let me go."

Seeing her turn around and leave, He Xuanchen pulled her back, "It's too dangerous outside, don't go out."

Just as Yu Ziqing was about to say something, He Xuanchen had already strode out.

She was startled, she didn't expect this person to care about others.

Half an hour later, Fang Jue breathed a sigh of relief and said, "It's finally finished!"

He looked back at Yu Ziqing, "Come and see how my painting is doing."

Yu Ziqing smiled and said, "Teacher, do you still use others to evaluate your state?"

Fang Jue said with a smile, "Computer painting is a field I just dabbled in. Compared with you, you are my senior."

Yu Ziqing was overwhelmed with flattery, and said, "Don't talk about it, it's too embarrassing for me."

Fang Jue waved to her, "Come and have a look."

The straight lines drawn by Fang Jue are very smooth. Each straight line is thin at both ends and smooth in the middle, without even a small wave.

She sighed in her heart, as expected of the person she admired the most.

With Fang Jue's current status, whatever he draws on the drawing paper is a work of art.

But he is willing to get in touch with computer painting and start from scratch. Not everyone can have such a mentality.

"Very good! Very standard! Perfect!" Yu Ziqing laughed.

Fang Jue said suspiciously, "Why do you feel these words are so familiar?"

He suddenly remembered that when Yu Ziqing drew the homework he assigned at the beginning, he also commented in the same way.

Fang Jue was very dissatisfied with such comments, "No, you have to give me room for improvement, and tell me the shortcomings, at least three!"

Yu Ziqing smiled wryly, "Teacher, there are really no shortcomings. You can proceed to the next stage and try to draw arcs."

Fang Jue was very depressed, "Are you afraid to say it because of my face? This is not okay, it is not good for me, it is harming me."

Yu Ziqing rubbed her temples, "Okay, let me say something."

She felt that if she didn't say anything, she would be committing a heinous crime.

Fang Jue looked at her seriously, "Say it quickly. I'll just say it. It's impossible that there are no problems at all."

Yu Ziqing smiled and said, "You have to pay attention to your body, sitting in front of the computer for hours at a time is not acceptable."

Fang Jue froze for a moment, "What does this have to do with homework?"

That was not what he wanted to hear.

Yu Ziqing smiled mischievously, "It has a lot to do with it. If you sit for a long time, your body is prone to problems, and I have more complicated and difficult homework in the future. If you want to draw for a longer time, then you have to take it easy."

Fang Jue thought about it carefully, and felt that this made sense, "Okay, then I will save one hour of drawing every day."

He made a video call to his old friend, who connected immediately.

"Are you going to starve me to death? My grandson has finished his meal, and he just came over to greedy me with a chicken leg. I can't even hear the comments, so I can't even eat at ease!" On the other end was a kind-hearted old man, But the tone was very rude.

Yu Ziqing was speechless for a moment.

Isn't this Xia Zhi, another master in the painting world...

It is rumored that Fang Jue has a close friend, and the two are both enemies and friends. They have fought dozens of times, and the outcome is evenly divided.

They have been making strenuous progress, but the two of them seldom contact each other in their lives, and they seldom meet each other. The only topic of communication is painting.

Xia Zhi said anxiously, "Where's your girl? Didn't I send you the homework, hurry up and ask her to comment!"

Fang Jue smiled proudly, "Ziqing said, my homework is perfect."

Xia Zhi quit when he heard it, and said anxiously, "What about mine?"

Fang Jue said cheerfully, "She didn't even notice yours."

"What?" Xia Zhi stared angrily.

Yu Ziqing raised her forehead, it was the first time she saw such a mischievous side of the teacher.

In the past, I only knew that he was emotionally sensitive and fragile, and he was aloof, but I didn't expect that he would play tricks on others.

She said, "Old Xia, your work is also perfect."

When she first came to the studio, in order to check the computer, she had already seen the homework on the desktop.

Because there was no signature, she didn't know whose it was at first.

Xia Zhi blew his beard and stared, "What kind of work is called homework! You must have given your teacher a little trouble, didn't you? You also have to mention my shortcomings, at least six!"

Yu Ziqing was amused by these two people, as expected of friends, they have such similar personalities.

She smiled and said, "I told him to pay attention to his body, because there are many more difficult exercises in the future. I also give this advice to you. Both you and the elder can proceed to the next stage of practice."

She's really not being polite, she really can't fault her.

Fang Jue and Xia Zhi pressed for a long time, but still didn't get an answer, so they had to study the new homework together.

The two chatted like crazy, and they didn't care about Yu Ziqing anymore.

An hour passed, and He Xuanchen still hadn't come back.

Yu Ziqing suddenly felt something was wrong.

He won't have any accidents, will he?

This is not an ordinary rainy day, but a typhoon day.

It was windy and rainy outside, and the wind was likely to blow anything on the ground into the sky.

Yu Ziqing hesitated for a moment, released He Xuanchen from the blacklist, and sent a message, "Why haven't you come back yet?"

She waited for 2 minutes, but He Xuanchen still didn't reply.

Maybe it's too rainy to look at your phone?

Maybe he is shopping for food and has no time to read the news?
Maybe……

She couldn't hold back the worry in her heart, and took an umbrella, "Teacher, I'll go out for a while."

She ran downstairs in a hurry, and didn't find He Xuanchen's figure until the school gate.

Nothing really happened to him, did he?