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"My class?? Aren't you from the medical school? Why are you in my class." Lu Ming shook his head, "As for Red Thread and Annie Bear, I don't know what they look like, let's talk about it when we get to know each other! "

Speaking of the sandwich between the broken red thread and Annie Xiong, the nerves of the two of them were not so good. Although both of them were looking forward to Lu Ming's class, they forgot to tell their names in advance, let alone send their names. Zhang Yuzhao gave it to Lu Ming so that he could identify it.

Hence, the current situation has been created. After all, Lu Ming is a first-time teacher, no matter how much mental construction he has done beforehand, the first time he enters a classroom is the first time he enters a classroom.Even if I have humbly asked the teachers in the school for advice, a rookie is a rookie.No matter how many questions he asked, he couldn't change the deepest tension in his heart.It has to be said that Ling Han's appearance is just right, at least with such an acquaintance around, Lu Ming's mood can be somewhat eased.

"I'll listen, can't I?" Although Ling Han used interrogative sentences, his tone was non-negotiable.

There was a bit of a smile in Lu Ming's eyes, his eyes were like the clearest spring water, and now a few peach blossoms with dewdrops fell into the clear spring, and the clear spirit was stained with A little gentle warmth tempts others to approach.

Undoubtedly, Ling Han is the one who is deeply tempted and does not intend to resist at all, but is ready to indulge in it: "Let's go!"

The two of them were walking together on the campus, especially on the first day of school, when the crowds came and went, the effect of spotlight was even greater than that of two days ago. At the moment, Lu Ming felt a little regretful. Ling Han should go directly to the classroom and sit down.It's a pity that Ling Han, who was walking beside him, didn't have the consciousness of being watched at all, and still walked side by side with Lu Ming.

Lu Ming walked with people all the way, so he didn't have to worry about getting lost if his mind wandered.A large number of artists emerged in Europe during the Renaissance, and most of them, during their lifetime, were unrecognized for their talents and failed to become famous.But at this moment, Lu Ming thought, perhaps it was precisely because of such a poor life in such a period, that the art works at that time had the desolation that cannot be reproduced by the current painters.And in this era of advanced information, Lu Ming believes that in some corners of society, there must still be such painters, but there are more and more lucky painters.Going back to the basics, maybe painters can create better paintings without the spotlight!

Ling Han must not have imagined that his own existence would actually bring a body like Lu Ming. As far as he is concerned, his attention to everyone has also evolved from annoyance at the beginning to numbness now.On the road of studying medicine, Ling Han's family background, as well as his fairly good skin, also brought him a lot of trouble.For example, he has been a top student since he was a child, obviously because of his real hard work, but some people always speculate that it is because his father is the dean of a big hospital that he put pressure on the school and let the teachers escort him. .For another example, he was favored by a certain professor of F University and accepted as a closed disciple, but someone secretly said that his father got in touch with the professor and walked through the back door.Fortunately, Ling Han himself is still a good young man with correct three views, and he didn't give up on himself because of these rumors. Fortunately, he gave up studying medicine.He is just studying harder in silence, and when he achieves something in the medical field one day, he will naturally be recognized by everyone.And if his achievements even surpassed his father, then from that moment on, there is no need for anyone to doubt anything.So Ling Han spent the first 25 years of his life in this way.

When he got to the classroom, Lu Ming let Ling Han go in first, while he made the final... preparations in the nearby teacher's office, or he was dying.It wasn't until the class bell rang in the campus that he embraced the heart of death, and slowly stepped into the auditorium where nearly a hundred students were seated.

The moment Lu Ming appeared, the classroom, which was quite noisy because of Ling Han's arrival, suddenly became silent as if someone had pressed the mute button.Lu Ming put the lecture notes on the desk, cleared his throat, took the hand microphone, and began to introduce himself: "Everyone, good morning, I am the teacher of your Western Art Introduction and Practice class this semester, my name is Lu Ming , you can also call me Liborie. In class, if you have any questions, you can ask them, and I will try my best to answer your questions. Of course, as a teacher, I am just a novice, and I hope to make progress with you .Now, before the class officially starts, there is a 5-minute question time." Lu Ming's mild voice with a little nasal and a slight foreign accent echoed in the classroom through the speakers.

The ratio of male to female students in this classroom was originally 4:6. Ling Han, who came uninvited, out of tune with everyone, and full of aura, and Lu Ming, who had a handsome appearance and outstanding temperament, immediately let Occupy The girls in half the country are boiling.

"Ms. Lu, Mr. Lu, I have a problem." One of the girls raised her hand and stood up awkwardly.

Lu Ming's smile spread out, and the spring-like warmth became more apparent: "You don't need to stand up, just sit and ask questions."

"Excuse me, do you know Senior Ling Han? He came here specially to cheer you up!" The girl's smile was full of happiness and intoxication even more than that of Lu Ming.

Lu Ming was slightly taken aback, a little dumbfounded, should this question be asked or answered in class?

Ling Han suddenly spoke, the voice was not particularly loud, but the sound quality was cold and hard, which was particularly noticeable: "It seems that I have the right to answer this question. I do know your teacher Liborie."

F University's famous school grassroots and learning god-level iceberg god-Ling Han appeared in the big classroom for the teacher of the Academy of Fine Arts?This is really refreshing news.