Natural black penetrates into infinite flow

"I, I'm here." Wu Xiao shrank back into Zhao Ju's room.

Years of stuttering made him even more inferior, and he didn't even dare to look at others, just staring at his own toes.

Wu Xiao looked nervous.

Xia Mingchi noticed that he seemed to be getting thinner, his face was sunken inward, his cheekbones were protruding, and he was staring at two big eyes.

Zhao Ju took out the painting and said softly, "Teacher, Wu Xiao is here."

On the lower edge of the painting, a dazzling white light was emitted from the bloodstain, the white light weakened slightly, and a beautiful figure appeared.

Chen Ling slowly opened her eyes, "Wu Xiao."

Her voice was cold and without any emotion, it was completely different from calling Zhao Ju.

Wu Xiao was trembling all over, forcing himself to raise his head, his expression was puzzled at first, and after finally confirming Chen Ling's identity, he sat down on the ground in fright.

"Chen, Teacher Chen..."

Chen Ling sneered: "When you spread rumors about me at school, you probably never expected that we would meet again."

"You just thought I was dead at that time."

"I don't know if there are gods three feet above my head, but I know that if you do bad things, you will meet ghosts sooner or later."

"Yes, I'm sorry! Teacher Chen! I'm really sorry for you!" Wu Xiao kowtowed frantically to Chen Ling lying on the ground.

one more time.

He knocked very hard, and it didn't take long for his forehead to be broken, and the skin and flesh were glued together.

"You peeped at me changing clothes in the small room next to the studio. I thought you were too young, so I didn't pursue it."

"After I died, you started to say in school that I conceived unmarried in order to marry into a wealthy family, and if I failed, you forced me to die, ruining my reputation..."

"I just want to know, why do you hate me so much?!"

Chen Ling's voice was full of anger, but even so, she did not lose her composure, but maintained the decency of a teacher.

Wu Xiao lay low on the floor, dripping with cold sweat, his mind was completely blank, and his body was shaking like chaff.

Zhao Ju pushed him impatiently, "Say it quickly!"

In Zhao Ju's heart, Chen Ling is like a perfect goddess, and Zhao Ju is convinced by both her character and artistic attainments.When I heard Wu Xiao spread rumors at school back then, Zhao Ju even refuted them. Wu Xiao spoke eloquently at that time——

"You were bewitched by her, people's hearts are so deep~ I saw a man go up and hug our teacher with my own eyes." The boy crossed his legs and said with a nose and eyes.

"As for our teacher, if you want to refuse, you will welcome, if you want to talk, you will give up, and when you see a man, your legs will go weak! Hahahaha!!!"

Today's Wu Xiao is not only stuttering, but his pronunciation is still very unclear.But what he said at the time was so excessive, Xia Mingchi felt that it was his own fault.

Wu laughed and said, "I, I originally wanted to learn oil painting, but Chen, Mr. Chen told my parents that I would not be allowed to learn..."

"The teacher has never affirmed me. I, I think no matter how bad it is, there is always a little bit of merit..."

"No, isn't it just because I'm afraid that I will be in this industry in the future and rob you of your job. Besides, I stole and peeped at you, and you just forgave me on the surface, but actually used your teaching to retaliate against me."

After so many years, Wu Xiao finally told the truth about slandering Chen Ling back then.

After hearing this, Chen Ling was helpless and speechless. She looked up with a wry smile and let out a long sigh.

"First of all, I didn't let you learn oil painting because I found that you were weak. And you had good grades back then. If you took the time you spent on painting to study cultural courses, you would be able to get into a good university."

"The ratio of input to output in oil painting is too little, I don't want you to do useless work."

"Secondly, I treat all students equally, and demand you with the standards you demand from yourself. If you can do it, you can do it, if you can't do it, you can't do it. There is no retaliation."

"If an industry wants to achieve good development, there must be competition, so I am not afraid of you taking my job."

Chen Ling patiently explained to Wu Xiao.She finally knew that her strict requirements on the students and her hard work had caused such a big misunderstanding.

With tears in Wu Xiao's eyes, he begged: "Mr. Chen, please forgive me, because teachers and students... I am in too much pain!!!"

"It's been eight years..." Chen Ling murmured, "Teacher and student...you will also be punished."

She handed the thing in her hand to Wu Xiao, it was a half tongue.

Wu Xiao was ecstatic, and put the half of his tongue into his mouth.

"Teacher Chen, I've recovered!" Wu Xiao got up from the ground and said happily.

His face regained his radiance, his speech stopped stuttering, and his enunciation became clearer.

Chen Ling was very calm, "Go, don't do stupid things again."

Wu Xiao bowed deeply to Chen Ling, then left in a panic.

Chen Ling's body became slightly brighter, and she could now step out of the painting with one foot.

"My grievances have been successfully dispelled by half."

Zhao Ju happily said: "That's great!"

On the contrary, Xia Mingchi had a strange feeling that it was going too well, Wu Xiao was willing to admit his mistake.But the question is, does he really realize his mistake?

Think of the teacher's strict requirements on himself as retaliation, and casually weave lies to slander others' innocence.

Will such a person regret it?Or did he just regret being caught?

Shen Ting said, "Then Jiang Tan is left."

Xia Mingchi's thoughts were pulled back to reality.Jiang Tan, how to make him apologize to Chen Ling.

During the day, Mr. Chen can only stay in the painting, and at night, Jiang Tan is crazy, running around in the art space.

Chen Ling said: "I just dissipated some of my grievances and spent a lot of energy, so I can only wait for tomorrow."

Zhao Ju was very worried: "What if Jiang Tan hurts you? After all, your death is also related to him."

"Tomorrow night, you can just move the painting out in advance. Don't worry, Jiang Tan's feline state is because of the soul of the bell attached to him. The bell is my cat, how could it hurt me?"

Chen Ling looked at the stuffed cat next to her. Her long hair hung down her shoulders like a waterfall, and her eyes were as gentle as water. "It's time for the bell to come back to me."

Xia Mingchi thought, it would be great if Chen Ling didn't die.Then, more students will accept Chen Ling's teaching and grow into gentle and kind painters, and more beautiful paintings will come out.

It's a pity that there are always people who like to destroy beauty.

Such people have the dirtiest thoughts and darkest hearts in the world, and they cannot see the light.

They are full of destructive desires, because they also know that they do not deserve it.