Tang Suiwan knew that Chennai had been running a comic account on Twitter. When she was a roommate, she even showed her a picture of a character that she drew.

The back view of the suit, bound and kneeling.

Chen Nai put a watermark on the lower right corner of the painting, and Tang Suiwan remembered it at a glance.

Later, when she was using the software, she unexpectedly discovered that the account in Chennai turned out to be the famous and prolific Mrs. Qutu.

At this time, looking at the chat content that was so arrogant that he was not afraid of being blocked because of its large scale, he could only glance at it with red ears.

After making sure that there was nothing missing, Tang Suiwan clicked on the chat box and started replying messages.

After sending the sentence "The phone ran out of battery last night and just saw the message", Chen Nai had already called back excitedly.

"Night and night! How do you feel now, are you feeling dizzy?"

"I didn't expect you to be drunk with sake every night! Be careful when you go out in the future, and don't touch alcohol anymore!"

Tang Suiwan never drank alcohol, so she didn't know that she couldn't drink, so she replied with a gentle smile, "Nai Nai is right."

Chen Nai said a few more words, Tang Suiwan listened patiently, and asked after she finished speaking, "Did something happen in the restaurant last night? I don't seem to remember clearly."

"Don't remember?" Chennai was also a little surprised, but after thinking about it, he thought it was pretty good.

"It's just a group of scumbags. Seeing that we are beautiful and want to tease us, your husband just arrived and annihilated them all!"

Chen Nai omitted some things, afraid that the little girl would feel burdened when she remembered that she had knocked people's hearts with her own hands, so she hurriedly changed the subject, "Is your husband super powerful? I heard that they are all respectful!"

Tang Suiwan was thoughtful, and said with a slight smile when he heard the words, "I have some property."

After hanging up the phone with Chennai, Tang Suiwan looked down at his fingertips.

The memory of last night was intermittent, most of which revolved around Huo Shichuan, only remembering the dark eyes of the man shining like a wolf in the dark car.

But I always feel that I have touched the familiar people in my memory.

/

Tang Suiwan was still life painting class this week. After lunch, the driver drove Tang Suiwan to Kyoto Academy of Fine Arts.

Chennai lived in the dormitory, arrived early, and when she saw Tang Suiwan coming in, she waved frantically.

"Wanwan, look, this is the news that was sent to me today."

As soon as Tang Suiwan sat down, Chen Nai couldn't wait to hold up the phone and hand it to the little girl, "This man is the scumbag leader last night, did your husband do it?"

Tang Suiwan looked down.

The news was brief, it only explained that the executive president of a listed company voluntarily surrendered to the police this morning, confessed his crime of rape, and brought a video for recording.

There were dozens of victims, including underage girls.

Even if the photos released by the news were mosaiced, the man's swollen and blue face could still be seen.

——The criminal suspect stated that he fell out of bed in a dream at night when he was scolded by the victim, and his face was bruised. At the same time, he awakened his conscience, decided to surrender himself, and truthfully confessed his many accomplices.

Tang Suiwan was also a little surprised, and felt that it was something Huo Shichuan could do, so he bent his eyes and smiled, "Maybe."

Chen Nai gave a thumbs up, only feeling refreshed, and his waist straightened a bit.

"It doesn't take more than one night for the cook to act like this. He deserves to have a wife!"

When the professor arrived in the classroom and set up the still life in the middle of the studio, everyone set up their easels and took out their painting tools.

Tang Suiwan still brought the cheap paints that he hadn't used up yet, and he put the wooden palette in his hand, and he was ready to write.

The ability to be admitted to the Kyoto Academy of Fine Arts is not bad, and the concentration is also sufficient. In the studio, only the sound of pens falling and the movement of washing brushes and paints can be heard.

Therefore, when two teachers in suits and uniforms walked to the door and knocked, they immediately attracted a lot of attention.

The professor of the oil painting department who was sitting on the prop sofa and playing with his mobile phone immediately stood up and went out to talk first.

Tang Suiwan is not affected by the outside world, and he still writes steadily.

However, Chen Nai couldn't help taking a few more glances, and immediately realized something was wrong.

How do you feel that the eyes of those two teachers and their professors have been falling on Tang Suiwan?

Chen Nai became vigilant all of a sudden, pinpointed the gap where Tang Suiwan dipped in the paint, and lightly touched the person with his elbow, "Wanwan, is the visitor not kind?"

Tang Suiwan turned his eyes towards the door when he heard the words, and saw the eyes of the three teachers who immediately turned away unnaturally.

She frowned and said in a low voice, "It should be me."

Tang Suiwan put down the brush, and the teachers at the door finished negotiating. The oil painting professor and one of them walked to the door and shouted, "Suiwan, come out."

There was a little commotion in the classroom.

Some people have already recognized the teacher who came to call for someone, and whispered to each other, "Isn't that the old pedant from the Political and Education Office? Why did you come to find Tang Suiwan?"

"Looking at the posture, how do you feel that Tang Suiwan made a mistake?"

Tang Suiwan was ready, stood up and walked out, nodded to the professor, and then looked at the other two.

Her lips were curled up with a slight smile, her eyes were bright, and she asked very politely, "Hello, teachers, what's the matter?"

The middle-aged man in the lead looked Tang Suiwan up and down. The little girl looked good and her attitude was gentle, and her tone softened a little, "I received a report that you were sleeping out without permission, please come with us to the Political and Education Office , and find out about the situation with you."

Tang Suiwan was a little surprised, and raised his eyebrows, never expecting it to be because of this reason.

She nodded with a smile, "I have gone through the accommodation procedures with my counselor. You can communicate with my counselor about the specific situation. I still need to go to class..."

Tang Suiwan felt that this was a well-documented and unquestionable fact—she had submitted the procedures for living out in accordance with the college's procedures, and even if the Department of Political Affairs and Education received a report letter, she only needed to show the proof of living out.

Unexpectedly, another female teacher in a suit and skirt suddenly spoke, her voice was sharp, and she reprimanded with a deadpan expression, "I told you to go with us to the Political and Education Office, so much nonsense! You have already If you violate our department’s student management regulations, you will be punished, and if you want to disobey, the crime will only be aggravated.”

The male teacher didn't expect his companion to be so strict, so he was about to agree, but now he could only smile awkwardly to smooth things over, "Then why don't you come with us, take out the formalities and register, and you'll be fine!"

But Tang Suiwan's face turned cold.

She has always been soft-tempered and easy-talking, but once someone tries to show her face, she will not have a good attitude.

"All my procedures are completed according to the college's procedures. How come this teacher said that it is a sure violation of the student management manual?"

There were no lights in the corridor, only the bright light from a large window at the end.

In the slightly dim environment, the little girl's eyes were as bright as stars, and she seemed to be able to see through the filth in people's hearts with such a clearness.

"This teacher has a bad attitude towards me, an innocent student. He doesn't distinguish between black and white, and convicts me with just one word. If there is no gap with me in advance, it is difficult to understand your professionalism as a teacher trained by the Academy of Fine Arts. "

"I can't, I took other people's money, right?"

Students on campus always have a natural obedience to the teacher's identity. These two people are obviously used to students who are cautious. They never thought that one day they would kick the iron plate, and they would not be wronged if they dared to choke directly. Tang is late.

As a result, the expression management got out of control, allowing Tang Suiwan to easily capture the guilty conscience on the female teacher's face when she heard her last sentence.

The little girl smiled slightly mockingly, her words were crisp and clear.

"Since I'm so obliged to go to the Department of Political Affairs and Education, well, I just want to report this teacher, accepting bribes, embarrassing students, and deeply tarnishing the reputation of our college's teacher group!"

"Teacher, don't you dare?"

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