With arms folded, Vera walked towards the school gate angrily. As soon as she got out of the teaching building, Vera planned to take out her mobile phone and call Noah to send a car to pick her up, but when she took out her pocket, it was empty.

When packing the suitcase just now, I threw the mobile phone on the table into the suitcase.

Vera held back her mouth and became even angrier.

It happened that school was over at this time, and there were many students walking in the garden. Vera squinted her eyes and saw Scott sitting under a big tree reading a book.

Vera took a long leg and walked over.

Scott, who was listening to music and reading extra-curricular books, was suddenly patted on the shoulder. He turned his head and took off the earphones, and was surprised to find that it was Vera.

"Vera?"

Vera squatted down and looked at him level, "Lend me your phone."

"Did you not bring your mobile phone?" While talking, Scott took out the mobile phone from his pocket, handed it to Vera, and asked excitedly, "Did you see the professor?"

Vera's face turned dark immediately.

"I didn't see it."

She replied stiffly, while handing the phone to Scott again, "The screen is locked."

Scott looked at Vera's expression carefully, and intuitively felt that something unpleasant must have happened between Vera and the professor.When he took the phone and was about to unlock the lock screen, Professor X's voice suddenly sounded in his brain.

[Scott, don't lend your phone to Vera. 】

"..." Scott was silent for three seconds, then looked up, "I seem to have forgotten the password."

Vera: "..."

Vera narrowed her eyes, "You're bluffing me."

Scott shook his head decisively, "How is that possible."

Vera stared, "How could someone forget their mobile phone password!"

"Yes, I am." For the order of the professor, Scott willingly acted like a fool.

Vera stared at him angrily, a series of unsatisfactory things made her even angrier.

At this time, the sound of tires rolling on the lawn came from behind.

Vera didn't even think about it, she stood up and left.

"Vera." Charles, who was pushed by Hank, shouted from behind.

Vera turned her ears off and continued walking without stopping.

Hank had no choice but to speed up, pushing Charles in front of Vera with a few quick steps, blocking Vera from moving forward.

Vera kept walking, intending to bypass the two and move on, but when they passed by, Charles grabbed her arm directly.

Vera flicked her arm, but didn't move away.

stare at him.

Facing Vera's stare, Charles responded gently, "I was wrong."

Hank and Scott shook in unison.

Charles paused, then turned his head and said, "Hank, take Scott back first."

Hank nodded, and dragged the gossip-faced Scott away.

Vera looked at him coldly, "I'm angry."

"So I'm here to apologize." Charles said sincerely.

Vera smiled sarcastically, "If an apology is useful, why do we need the police?"

Charles frowned slightly, with troubled eyes, "How can you forgive me and stay?"

Vera's eyes moved slightly, and she lowered her eyes slightly, "...If you let me draw you, I will forgive you."

"..." Charles hesitated, "What do you want to paint?"

Vera's tone was slightly slow: "...can you be a stripper?"

Charles' face changed, "No."

Vera turned her head and was about to leave.

Charles quickly grabbed her, "You haven't seen the video of Iron Man transforming into a beautiful girl."

Vera paused, she turned her head and looked at Charles with suspicion, "You want to exchange the same thing twice for my forgiveness?"

Charles: "It works."

Vera smiled, "Do you think it will work?"

Charles nodded hesitantly, and raised his eyes to look straight at Vera, "I think it works."

"..." Vera: "...Fuck, it really works."

Charles finally smiled.

Vera raised her chin, "But I have to be an art teacher."

Charles gritted his teeth: "...OK."

……

After only a few days of getting along, Charles discovered a way to deal with Vera.

Although Vera has a violent personality, can't tolerate sand in her eyes, and is self-willed and reckless, she can still be managed as long as she operates properly.

Vera's temper is too tough. If you confront her head-on, she won't surrender even if she pretends to be bloody.

Charles quickly discovered this, and it worked out brilliantly.

The next day, all the students in the school discovered that they had an extra art class.

Vera stood on the podium, looked at the stunned students below with a smile, and said in a good mood: "I am Vera Clare, and I will be your art teacher from today on. You must all listen to me in my class." , or I will draw you."

After the Magneto incident last time, almost all the teachers and students in the school knew what kind of mutant ability Vera Claire was. Now they listened to him for a while, and their expressions all changed.

Pietro raised his hand first, "Vera, how did you become a teacher?"

Vera smiled and said, "Hey, my name is Teacher Vera."

"..." Pietro's complexion changed, "...Teacher Vera."

"Hey~" Vera smiled even wider, "As I said, I graduated from university, so I am fully qualified to be your teacher."

But your math scores are obviously not as good as mine, Pietro Ann swears to himself, the professor really paid a lot of money.

The author has something to say: This chapter is a bit short, I apologize in advance.

In the past few days, I can’t find the status when I’m typing. I’m still distracted, my efficiency is declining rapidly, and the content is still sloppy. I can’t read it myself. Postpone the update.

emmm... so I will try my best to adjust the status recently, but there may still be short and delayed updates until I adjust the status.

I am sorry.

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