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After handing in his homework and finishing the evening training, Tao Xihong was tortured until he was dizzy.

"I'm sorry brother, I caused you to be remembered by the teacher." Zhang Cheng followed behind apologetically.

On September 9th, when the holiday was approaching, it was Zhang Cheng who proposed to have a meal in the teacher's cafeteria.As a result, while queuing up, Tao Xihong received a notice of the opening of the Western Art History class. Tao Xihong couldn't hold back for a while, and cursed a few times.

Who knew that the real master was sitting opposite him?

Too late to regret, Tao Xihong rubbed his swollen temples: "It's my problem."

In fact, in the past few sessions, there were cases where serious absences from elective courses led to failures.Tao Xihong didn't want to skip class on purpose, but the school team had to train late, so he couldn't spare.

He thought that the teacher couldn't remember so many faces, but now it's better, and he directly pulled himself out of the more than 100 people.

More importantly, Tao Xihong could not fail the exam.He also has to rely on scholarships to earn living expenses.

"Maybe it's just a coincidence." Zhang Cheng persuaded him in turn.

"Impossible, he just wants to punish me." Tao Xihong was very sure.Thinking of that day in the volleyball hall, this little foreigner even pretended to speak English to himself, and he was even more annoyed.

Zhang Cheng asked again: "Then when do you plan to find him?"

"Next Monday." He sighed silently.The best solution now is to ask the academic affairs to issue an exemption certificate and sign it to the teacher.But they don't go to work on weekends, and this matter can't be delayed for too long. He plans to write a letter to the teacher to apologize first.

Back in the dormitory, Tao Xihong borrowed Zhang Cheng's computer, found Xu Jiangtong's mailbox from the system, and glanced at the courseware by the way.

"It's bilingual in Chinese and English?" He laughed at himself.

"Yeah, I think he is very serious about preparing lessons." Zhang Cheng was thoughtful, "No wonder he is angry with you."

"Lack of social beatings." Tao Xihong curled his lips in disdain, "Who will listen to this kind of life-wasting lesson?"

"But the front row is full." Zhang Cheng corrected, "The class is not important, as long as you are handsome."

"..." Tao Xihong stared at him speechlessly, thinking that if he really failed the exam, it would not be enough to use the little foreigner's snow-white butt to make amends.

When Xu Jiangtong washed up and was about to rest, a small red dot appeared in the mailbox, and the letter was written by Tao Xihong.

He opened it with great interest, and as a result, a dense Chinese language jumped out in front of his eyes, making him dizzy.

Rubbing the center of his brows, Xu Jiangtong replied: I cannot understand Chinese every well, please use English.

After a few minutes, the other party also sent a message: I cannot understand English very well either, please use translator.

Even the sentence pattern is the same, it is clear that they want to confront him.

Xu Jiangtong gritted his teeth and opened the translation software.

The letter was written very sincerely——explained in detail why I skipped class, and asked if he was free on Monday, and I wanted to apologize in person.

Xu Jiangtong took a look at the course schedule. There was no class on Monday. He made an appointment for a special classroom in the Sculpture Department. He planned to make teaching aids for the students, so he told him the location of the sculpture classroom and made an appointment.

Receiving Xu Jiangtong's reply, Tao Xihong heaved a sigh of relief, and went to the academic affairs teacher early on Monday morning to ask for a waiver application.

All is ready except for the opportunity.

After finishing the afternoon class, he changed into his practice clothes and walked to the Academy of Fine Arts.The teaching building of the Academy of Fine Arts is a "Hui"-shaped building, with corridors that bend in all directions.He came here for the first time, but he couldn't find the sculpture classroom after a few rounds. He could only vaguely hear singing somewhere.

Looking for the sound, Tao Xihong turned another corner and came to the classroom on the south side.

The singing became clearer and clearer.He quickened his pace and walked over. The door of the classroom was not closed tightly, and a pair of hands squeezing mud could just be seen through the crack of the door.

He knocked on the door: "Teacher?"

The sound is drowned in unknown music.

Tao Xihong stood at the door for half a minute, then pushed the door impatiently and went in.

The moment the door opened, the vision suddenly brightened.

The classroom is full of snow-white plaster models, and the sunlight falls on the ground through the glass, reflecting the inverted trapezoidal Chinese characters.

Dust from clay and sludge hung in the air.Wearing a mask, Xu Jiangtong sat quietly by the window, holding a carving knife, humming an unknown Italian folk song.

Even wearing gray and orange overalls and sitting in a dusty classroom doesn't diminish his good looks.

And the exquisite clay puppet under his hand.

Tao Xihong held his breath, and there was only one thought in his mind-so this is Nuwa who made people.

"Are you here?" The humming came suddenly, Xu Jiangtong put the knife into his backpack, jumped off the stool, and pulled off his mask.

Only then did Tao Xihong realize that Xu Jiangtong was wearing glasses.

Her long brown hair was half tied up, with the other half draped over her shoulders.The metal frame perfectly lined the fair skin, and made the brow bone more straight.

After staring at each other for a long time, he hesitated and said, "I knocked on the door, but you didn't hear me."

Xu Jiangtong didn't want to argue with him on this naive topic, so he glanced at the A4 paper in his hand and asked, "What is this?"

"Oh, it's nothing." Tao Xihong looked down, crumpled it up and stuffed it into his trouser pocket, "Scratch paper."

In fact, this is the exemption application he just came to.But the moment Tao Xihong saw the real Xu Jiangtong, he crumpled it into waste paper.

Perhaps Zhang Cheng is right, being handsome can be eaten as a meal.

He has to go to class and then fight the little beauty to make him cry.

"What are you pinching?" Tao Xihong leaned forward curiously.

Xu Jiangtong hesitated for half a second. Before he could answer, Tao Xihong looked at the big screen from his perspective.

I saw a group of women's snow-white carcasses impressively displayed in the huge floor-to-ceiling projection.

"Fuck!" Tao Xihong cursed in shock.

"Don't look!" Xu Jiangtong hurried forward to unplug the power.

It's too late.Tao Xihong seemed to have discovered a new world, and said with a playful smile: "Teacher, don't be shy, I won't talk nonsense."

"It's not shy." Xu Jiangtong didn't shy away at all, "The school doesn't agree to invite Luo models, so I can only make teaching aids myself."

"Then you are still in a hurry to turn off the computer?"

He explained seriously: "It is not necessary for teaching, so you can't just show it to students."

I heard from friends that Chinese culture is traditional and conservative, and it is very taboo to talk about "sex" in public.The head of the department said that the Luo model cannot be used for teaching, which further confirms this statement.

As a qualified teacher, he wants to protect Tao Xihong's pure heart.

Little did they know that Tao Xihong was about to burst out of laughter at this moment.

"How stingy." He asked jokingly, "So you watched these men and women grow up?"

Xu Jiangtong shrugged and said euphemistically, "Art comes from practice."

These words were like a key that completely opened Tao Xihong's heart.He licked his lower lip excitedly, and said in Chinese: "Teacher, you are so wild."

"...What did you say?" Xu Jiangtong didn't understand, "Please communicate with me in English."

Tao Xihong whistled and laughed it off.

"I just said, I'm sorry." He cleared his throat and apologized earnestly, "Before I failed to balance study and training, the rest of the class will never be late and leave early. I hope you will let me pass this class."

"But you said in the email the day before yesterday that the school team has evening training every day, and the coach is very strict." Xu Jiangtong asked him, "What about the class on Tuesday?"

"It's a big deal to be scolded by the coach." Tao Xihong laughed dryly, "Students should put their studies first."

"Then why was you absent last Friday?"

"Sorry, this involves my privacy, so it's inconvenient to disclose it to you." Tao Xihong replied neither humble nor humble, "But I promise not to make an example."

Xu Jiangtong looked at him calmly.Intuition tells myself that it is not a good thing that the other party's attitude changes suddenly.

Must be alert.

"I will give you an overall final evaluation based on your overall performance." After thinking for a while, he still decided not to let go.

Tao Xihong asked: "What aspects does the comprehensive performance refer to? How much does each account for? Please give me an accurate answer."

Xu Jiangtong was not fooled by his voice, and was still drawing big cakes: "In everything, demand yourself with the highest standard, and you will not make mistakes easily."

"Well, it turns out that the art teacher's words are abstract." Tao Xihong raised his black shiny eyes, showing a hint of a meaningless smile, "Then next class, welcome to accept my learning results."

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One year later, Xu Jiangtong (supporting his waist): Tao Xihong is pure ass...