Eastern Star Spot

As soon as I arrived in the classroom, I heard Pan Guomao say: "Shen Jiu said that the teacher from the studio will come to make up lessons for us in the evening, and go to the empty classroom in the teaching building at the back to sharpen the brushes in advance."

? !

Liao Dongxing remained silent, so he lay down on the table and pretended to be dead.

What should come will always come.

"Hi, we meet again, little Xingxing." Liu Xingsu put his hands on his shoulders and smiled viciously.

He raised his shoulders and waved his hand away shamelessly, Liu Xingsu took advantage of the trend, and at the same time tightened his lower body and put his five fingers together, using the side edge as a knife to chop diagonally.

Liao Dongxing leaned back, Liu Xingsu's middle finger brushed against the side of his neck, Liao Dongxing took two sharpened charcoal pencils from the drawing board next to him, and pierced Liu Xingsu's chest.

Liu Xingsu quickly moved back a few steps, lifted his right leg with a steady center of gravity, and hit the numb tendon of his elbow precisely, with neither light nor heavy force.

Liao Dongxing's elbow was numb for a moment and then gradually recovered.

He was careless, he didn't expect Liu Xingsu's legs to be lifted so high, it could almost be said to be a vertical split.He can still control his strength even when his legs are so tight, which shows that his basic skills are very solid.

Liu Xingsu squatted down to pick up two pens, looked at them, and said, "14b, I'm going to die, it's all broken now."

The classmate in that position just came back from the bathroom and saw the two pens with missing pointed ends, and wanted to cry but had no tears.

Liao Dongxing paid him two. Pan Guomao watched a martial arts parade, but he didn't know the situation, and blindly felt that it was right to support his brother, so he quietly gave Liao Dongxing a thumbs up.

Liao Dongxing turned his head away.

Ye Ban walked in and took a look at each of them, sneered, and knocked on the table expressionlessly: "Tonight, you add five more homework."

Liao Dongxing frowned, eyes burning: "Why?"

"Disrespect the teacher, get into fights."

If he had been educated, he would probably have refuted such things as gangsters, gangsters, etc., but Liao Dongxing is semi-literate, so he could only sigh briefly and rudely for two seconds: "Fuck——"

Ye Ban looked displeased: "For insulting the teacher, add five more."

When Liao Dongxing was about to rise up, Shen Jiu and Pu Jie came in sullenly and interrupted him.

"Hmm." Shen Jiu held his face in both hands, "I'm so hungry..."

"Didn't you eat?" Leaf Banner asked.

Shen Jiu was waiting for his words: "Mmm."

It stands to reason that as long as Teacher Ye asks why, Shen Jiu will be able to let him go out to get takeaways. After all, he is a teacher, so he has some privileges, but he has no choice but to turn back with a blank expression.

"Ms. Ye..." Shen Jiu said honestly, "Our takeaway is outside, and the courier brother can't deliver it in."

These uneasy students.

Ye Ban was dragged outside by them, and through a high wall, there was a faint smell of fried squid, and the voice of the delivery boy: "I really can't throw it away, it will be thrown away, I just A food delivery guy doesn't know how to fly over the wall..."

His desperation could be felt through the thick walls.

After reading the situation, Leaf Spot decided to let the students fend for themselves.

What does it look like for a new teacher who is not in the editor, who went out to get a takeaway within 10 minutes of arriving at school for the first time.

He turned away.

Xie Minyu said softly, "Mr. Ye, don't try to save us, we are really hungry—"

Liao Dongxing also came along, he didn't order takeaway, he just joined in the fun.Hearing what the girl Jiao Didi said, he felt that it was time for him to stand up.

"Ms. Ye knows how to climb walls." Liao Dongxing took three steps back to run up, kicked his feet and turned his hands like acrobatics, and disappeared over the high wall.

Oh, by the way, this is the wall behind the bamboo grove that Zhao You mentioned. There is no broken glass or power grid.

He turned over like a startled bird, like a swimming dragon.

This pretense is quite spiritual.

Ye Ban hadn't left yet, and folded his arms on his chest, jokingly said to the students: "See, there is a specialization in art."

A group of people opened their mouths slightly, and saw him turn over with a big bag of food, it was really like a light effort.

The background music is the exclamation of the delivery boy.

"Awesome!" Pu Jie became excited like a groundhog, her eyes sparkling, "I want to learn this!"

When Liao Dongxing heard this, his unsteady foot almost sprained, he quickly raised his breath, and put the lunch box in front of the girls as if nothing had happened, and he was relieved when they took it with both hands.

Ye Ban stood at the back, didn't speak, just looked at him and smiled, as if he had done such a stupid thing.

Humph.

What to look at, I know so much, can you?

Ye Ban left him alone after the make-up time for evening self-study. "You did a good person and good deed today, one card is subtracted, and there are nine cards left."

"Huh?" Liao Dongxing couldn't believe it, "What are you kidding?"

"I'm not joking with you, when I finish painting, I leave."

The classroom was empty, and the easel in front of him was like a scarecrow in an empty field, staring blankly at him, then suddenly grinning and mocking him.

Liu Xingsu deliberately made tea and sat next to him with Erlang legs crossed, staring at his painting, sipping loudly from time to time, urging to show his sense of existence.

Liao Dongxing twitched the corners of his mouth, not as knowledgeable as he was.

He was impatient at first, rushing to work, but as time went on, he became more and more focused on painting.

Maybe it's because of watching the time, or maybe it's because of instinct - he really likes to draw.

There is dew on the campus on summer nights, and the deeper the night, the quieter it is.

Ye Ban had already greeted the school teacher, so no one came to lock the door and turn off the lights in this classroom.

Time passed very quickly when he was immersed. Liao Dongxing blunted the last charcoal, put down the sketchpad and counted, and found that there were more than nine.

The sound of Liu Xingsu sipping tea next to him stopped at some point. He supported his head and began to snore, which was very loud and loud.

It's strange to say that when I was just painting, I didn't hear this snoring sound so close.

He stood up and stretched his stiff legs, raised the sketchpad above his head and stretched.

"Where are you blowing up the bunker?" Leaf Spotted's voice came from the door.

Liao Dongxing turned around unexpectedly, and saw Teacher Ye leaning against the door frame with a half-smile, holding a can of Red Bull with one hand, and his lips were moist.

The collar of his black shirt was a little wrinkled, the lights in the corridor outside had been turned off, and his jet-black hair almost melted into the night behind him.

Although Liu Xingsu was snoring loudly, he fell asleep lightly. Whenever there was any movement, he woke up in a daze, wiped his saliva, and his eyes were confused: "It's dawn?"

Half of his hair on the right side collapsed due to being supported by his hands, while the other half stood stubbornly standing up, like the Japanese master photographer, very funny.

But Liao Dongxing couldn't laugh.

Liu Xingsu's eyes were red. He wiped his face, rubbed his hands together and urged, "Where are you painting? Look at it."

Liao Dongxing handed it over, and Liu Xingsu flipped through two and was quite satisfied: "Yes, yes..."

He pointed to a few places that were not smooth, and babbled for 10 minutes, his voice was so hoarse.

Liao Dongxing listened silently, took the drawing board after he finished speaking, and wanted to change it.

"Go back to sleep, you don't need to change it, just pay attention next time," Ye Ban came over and called Liu Xingsu, "We should go too."

The school didn't arrange a dormitory for the studio teachers, they had to go back to the studio dormitory to rest, and Ye Ban probably went back to where he lived.

Liu Xingsu glanced at the clock on the wall, and yawned: "It's pretty fast, it's only a little late, let's go, Lao Ye, go have supper."

Ye Ban walked out side by side with him, and his voice faded away: "Be careful of getting fat in middle age, supper is unhealthy..."

Liu Xingsu seemed to retort a few words, but he could no longer hear clearly.

It doesn't matter.

Liao Dongxing patted his trousers and walked out of the classroom. He just turned off the light and walked a few steps before turning back suddenly.

The classroom became bright again. The handsome and tired young man sat on a small chair, bent his long legs aggrievedly, arched his back, and carefully sharpened every charcoal pencil in the pencil case. With a sound, the plastic cover was closed.

Darkness enveloped the entire campus.

The author has something to say: the author is sleepy.