raging fire meets warm sun

"I voted for Cheng Enxing, thinking she would win, but I didn't expect Cheng Yaojin to come out halfway."

"Isn't Yu Can from Cheng Enxing's dormitory? Are there conflicts between the two of them?"

"I think it's better for Chen Yanyan to be the squad leader. After all, Cheng Enxing was absent from training during his military training and didn't return home at night. The influence is not good."

"I also think Chen Yanyan is better. At least he studies well. He used to be the monitor in high school."

"You and Chen Yanyan were in the same class before?"

"..."

After the squad leader election was over, everyone was talking about it, and Cheng Enxing silently put his bag on his back and walked out of the classroom, pretending to turn a blind eye.

Qiao Jiayan hurriedly followed, "Where are you going?"

"Let's go to class."

Cheng Enxing's words reminded Qiao Jiayan that she remembered that the next class was a professional class and she needed to change the classroom.

"I don't know what's going on with Yu Can. I wish I could vote for you. Now you are the monitor." Qiao Jiayan walked beside Cheng Enxing and muttered to herself.

Cheng Enxing smiled, "It doesn't matter."

"That's not it!" Qiao Jiayan clenched her fists angrily, very resembling... eh, the middle school girl in the Two-dimensional anime?

"You don't know what those people said behind their backs just now, it's so ugly, they are so proud."

"I heard it all." Cheng Enxing said leisurely, still with a disapproving attitude. "Isn't she just a monitor, I'll let her."

Qiao Jiayan still felt angry, and said with clenching her fists, "When I get back to the dormitory, I must ask Yu Can to find out why she didn't vote for you."

Cheng Enxing gave her a helpless look, "Forget it, what to do with her, whoever they want to vote for is their freedom."

"But……"

"Come on, we're here." Cheng Enxing walked into the studio after saying that.

Some students had already rushed to the studio, among them were Yu Can and Chen Yanyan, Cheng Enxing chose a seat to sit down, Qiao Jiayan naturally took the seat next to Cheng Enxing.

Yu Can sat by the wall alone, and ignored Cheng Enxing and Qiao Jiayan who came in. Seeing this, Qiao Jiayan felt dissatisfied again, got up and planned to go to her for questioning, but fortunately, Cheng Enxing had quick eyesight and pressed the button quickly. Hold Qiao Jiayan's shoulders so that her buttocks return to the bench.

"What are you stopping me for? I'll ask her to find out."

"It seems that you didn't listen to a word I just told you." Cheng Enxing was quite helpless.

Qiao Jiayan looked at her, biting her lip, looking extremely wronged.

"Let's end this matter like this. Is it okay? We all live in the same dormitory. It's ugly to have a deadlock." Cheng Enxing said again.

Qiao Jiayan moved her buttocks and turned around to sit, not wanting to talk to Cheng Enxing. Although she cared so much about this matter, she didn't care at all, which made people very angry.

Seeing this, Cheng Enxing couldn't say anything more, "Think about it yourself."

As soon as the words were finished, a female teacher who seemed to be about fifty years old walked in. If the guess was correct, this should be their professional teacher.

Everyone stopped what they were doing and looked at the podium. The teacher first introduced himself to everyone, and then clasped his hands together and said, "Today, we don't teach, everyone draws a picture and hand it in for the teacher to see." Depending on your level, you have a general understanding of the basic situation of each student, and the topic is to draw the person you most want to draw."

The person he most wanted to draw, the image of a person popped up in Cheng Enxing's mind immediately, and immediately picked up the pen at his fingertips.

Qiao Jiayan also picked up the paintbrush, and silently glanced at Cheng Enxing's side. With an idea in mind, she also started to paint.

When painting, Cheng Enxing's mind is full of Teacher Xia's face, her frowns and smiles, her various appearances, the pen in his hand seems to be endowed with divine power, and the people in his mind suddenly appear on the paper, vivid.

Cheng Enxing was very happy when he made this painting, the corners of his mouth always kept an arc, as if Teacher Xia was sitting in front of him as a model at the moment.

Qiao Jiayan couldn't help but look at Cheng Enxing beside her while she was painting. She looked so serious and focused, and her painting was also very attractive. Qiao Jiayan also stepped up to draw her own. Although she may not be as good as Cheng Enxing, she We must work hard to draw Cheng Enxing well.

When the time is up, the teacher announced on the podium that all students will put their names on the paintings and collect them together. She will give a brief comment in the next class.

After the painting was collected, Cheng Enxing sat on the stool and stretched his arms. With a satisfied and happy face, he turned to ask Qiao Jiayan curiously, "Hey, who did you draw?"

Qiao Jiayan suddenly felt a little embarrassed when she asked her such a question, and instead asked her, "Who are you drawing again?"

"Obviously I asked you first." Cheng Enxing smiled.

"I drew you, okay!" Qiao Jiayan blushed like an apple.

Cheng Enxing was stunned for a second, and asked incredulously, "What do you draw me for..."

Qiao Jiayan lowered her head and remained silent, pinching her hands together nervously.

At this moment, the teacher simply flipped through all the students' paintings and picked out one, "I think this is the best painting today." After finishing speaking, he turned it over and showed it to the whole class, " Who is Cheng Enxing, get up and let the teacher know."

Cheng Enxing was stunned. He didn't expect it to be him, so he hurriedly stood up.

Not far away, Chen Yanyan was so angry that he threw his pen and hugged his arms together, feeling very unconvinced.

"Okay, okay, this painting you drew is really good, and the standard is very high. The teacher has an impression of this name. Are you Cheng Enxing, who scored No. 1 in this year's art test?"

"It's me." Cheng Enxing nodded lightly, feeling flustered in his heart.You must know that in high school before, she had never been praised by the teacher in front of the whole class. She had always been criticized by the class teacher in the past.

"Then can you introduce to the teacher, who is the person you most want to draw?" The teacher asked again.

Qiao Jiayan stared straight ahead, trying to see clearly that the person Cheng Enxing drew was not her anyway, and she was very disappointed.

Cheng Enxing smiled, feeling a little embarrassed.

"It's okay, if you don't want to say it, the teacher won't force you." After finishing speaking, the teacher still held the painting in his hand and pointed it at the class, "Students, please appreciate it carefully. We must use this painting as the standard to improve ourselves, who is the monitor of our class."

Chen Yanyan raised his hand after hearing this.

"The monitor will post this picture on the blackboard at the back of our classroom after class."

"Oh." Chen Yanyan responded reluctantly.

At this time, a voice suddenly came from the class. Someone recognized the person in Cheng Enxing's painting and exclaimed loudly, "Isn't this the dean of No. [-] Middle School, Teacher Xia?"

Cheng Enxing followed the voice and saw the boy, and suddenly remembered that this guy and himself are alumni, although they are not in the same class, Teacher Xia must have met him.

"Teacher Xia from No. [-] Middle School?" The teacher standing on the podium murmured strangely.

Qiao Jiayan became even more unhappy, pouted and frowned, why did Cheng Enxing draw a teacher.

"Student Cheng?"

"Teacher, it's like this." Cheng Enxing stood up abruptly.

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