Urban Dreams Come True System

Chapter 482, distracted in class

Qian Mancang: "Good luck with your size, I am hated by others now."

Wheel of Fortune: "So what? Who is she to you? I'm afraid it's because you were said to be like that by other girls, and that's what's going on in your heart."

Qian Mancang: "Yes, she doesn't know me well, why do I care so much about her feelings, I should play and eat, why should I care about her, really."

After figuring this out, Qian Mancang immediately calmed down a lot.

A hand suddenly patted on Qian Mancang's shoulder, and a voice rang in his ear: "Why are you in a daze, let the beautiful woman take your soul away."

Qian Mancang instinctively turned his body sideways, made a knife-like hand, slid down the arm on his shoulder, and touched the acupuncture point under his arm. The arm on his shoulder was immediately blocked, and he felt weak. Hanging down, Qian Mancang then jumped behind the owner of that arm, and twisted the other's arm. The pain made the man cry out in pain, and he dared not move any more.

"Hua Zi, why is it you?" Qian Mancang realized that he was holding Hua Zi, "It doesn't matter." Qian Mancang immediately let go of Hua Zi's arm.

"My arm hurts like it's broken." Hua Zi rubbed his arm that hadn't recovered for a long time, and said reluctantly: "I don't care, you have to treat me to a big meal today to make up for my loss. The pain I suffered just now." After speaking, he smiled slyly, but the momentary grin in the smile proved that it was really painful just now, but it was not a big problem.

Qian Mancang said embarrassedly: "No problem, how about I treat you to three big meals."

Huazi smiled: "Brother enough, let's go eat now, I'm already starving."

Qian Mancang took out his cell phone, showed it to Hua Zi, and said, "It's been more than half an hour since school ended. It's no wonder you're not hungry."

While the two were talking about Han Jing, Xinyu and the others' ruthlessness, they also discussed which Chinese restaurant they should go to for a delicious meal.

Enya listened to the teacher's explanation in the training class, but her mind couldn't settle down. Every time she thought of the unscrupulous boy who touched her, her face would turn red unconsciously, although she was very disgusted and unfamiliar with it. The man touched himself, but the unscrupulous boy with a smirk on his face all the time seemed to be not bad. If it wasn't for that man's poor character, it would be pretty good to fall in love with such a handsome boy feel it.

The expression on Enya's face changed from joy to anger for a while. She was noticed by the trainer. The trainer just thought her talent was good and protected her all the time. This time the trainer gave her several winks. Enya didn't even react, but it pissed off the teacher.

In the end, the unbearable trainer tapped the paintbrush of the lecture on Enya's drawing board, and said angrily, "Enya, stand up and repeat to me what is the point of what I just said."

Only then did Enya come back to her senses. She looked at the teacher blankly and wanted to say something, but she didn't even hear the teacher's lecture just now, so she didn't know what the point was.The classmates who came down laughed one by one.

The trainer shook his head and said angrily, "Enya, come to my office right now, and you can travel all over the world during class. You are really capable. Unfortunately, I want to recommend you to participate in the National Painting Competition." In the training room The students burst out laughing.

The training teacher glanced at the others: "Why are you laughing? You are not as good as her now. You must study harder. The others started painting according to what I just explained." It was a critical hit of [-] points. It hurt so much. People's hearts are broken, but there is no way, the facts are the facts.

"Yes" the students replied.

Because Enya performed well in the training class, the teacher in the training room finally selected her as the representative of her training room to participate in the National Young Artists Competition this time. The training teacher thought that she would definitely study harder from now on , at least work harder than before. I didn't expect Enya to deal with the class with such a distraught attitude just after the news was announced, which made him not sad.

"Are you sure you understand the meaning of participating in this competition? If you don't want to cherish it, I can consider changing to someone else." The trainer said angrily. This was the first time he criticized others so severely. There is only one place for the competition, and the training teachers pay special attention to it. After all, it is not a formal school, so there is no way to do it.

"I'm sorry." Enya lowered her head and admitted her mistake.

Enya thought: If it wasn't for the boy who always had a smirk, he wouldn't be criticized by the training teacher today. Next time we see him, we must teach him a lesson.

Seeing that Enya was full of frustration, the trainer relieved his breath.

Training teacher: "With your talent in painting, if you have laid a solid foundation since childhood, it should be easy to win the prize in this youth painting competition. Unfortunately, your qualifications in learning painting are too shallow. There are many more advanced ones." There is no way to further understand the things, so although I have great expectations for you this time, the chance of winning is still very small, unless -" the training teacher thought for a moment, then began to shake his head, "This is impossible thing."

Listening to the trainer's words, Enya was happy for a while and sad for a while, and finally saw the trainer was hesitant to speak, as if there was something unspeakable, and hurriedly asked: "Unless something, teacher, do I still have a chance to win this competition. "

The training teacher looked forward, as if he was meditating on this, and said with straight eyes: "In such a short time, unless that expert appears and is willing to teach you painting, the results will be unpredictable."

Enya opened her eyes wide, and asked curiously: "Teacher, who is that expert you are referring to? It can't be Mr. Huang Jinsong, a professor of painting department at Northern University, right? I listened to his class last time, and it was indeed very interesting. good."

The trainer asked curiously, "Have you ever attended Huang Jinsong's class?"

Speaking of this, Enya immediately remembered the incident of being attacked on her butt. She blushed and said embarrassedly: "I secretly peeked from the window."

The trainer had the original expression on his face, and shook his head and said: "Just because of him, Huang Jinsong, he still doesn't have this ability. I know exactly what that kid has. When I was here, he was much more beautiful than him..." The training teacher suddenly stopped talking here, because he thought of himself now, teaching painting and painting to amateur students in the streets and alleys for a living, but he is already a famous professor, and he doesn't have to worry about life at all. For people in this world, it doesn't make any sense to mention the scenery of the year.

(End of this chapter)