The Farmer’s Eldest Daughter Has a Spatial Pocket

Qi Shanchang coughed lightly, glanced at Gu Yundong, and said, "Miss Gu, the time for our Tianhai Academy to leave school is Shen Shimo."

What he said was very subtle.

Gu Yundong nodded, "Well, before I came, my father also inquired about it. In summer, school is a little later, and in winter it will be half an hour earlier."

Chief Qi Shan, "..." Why don't you understand? Where is the smartness from before? Or did he speak too vaguely?

He coughed lightly, and a little self-abandoned, he simply opened up and said, "Girl Gu, time is very tight. You have to return this painting before school, shouldn't you do something?"

Qi Ting scoffed, his grandfather was clearly releasing water.

But the next moment, he saw Gu Yundong nodding his head, "What Grandpa Shanchang said is, it's better to read it early and return it early."

After she finished speaking, she sat in front of the table, spread out the drawing paper, and looked at it carefully.

Chief Qi Shan, "..."

Everyone, "..."

what are you looking at? You don't understand, and you still look like an unfathomable master, don't you look like pretending?

After reading the first picture, Gu Yundong probably knew where the other party's focus was, where it was weak, and where it was overlooked. There are quite a few points to mention.

She looked left and right, and then asked Qi Shanchang, "Grandpa Shanchang, can I use a pen?"

"Yes, yes, but you..."

Gu Yundong was no longer polite. Chief Qi Shan also had a charcoal pen on his side.

Qi Shan was stunned for a moment, then suddenly got up and walked in front of her, "What are you doing?"

Gu Yundong raised his head and said as a matter of course, "Of course he pointed out the shortcomings and helped this student improve his painting skills. Didn't my father say so?"

"No, what are you scribbling about?" Qi Ting and the others also stepped forward quickly, and said angrily, "Your father said that the painter who drew the horses should refer, not to let you stay here. It's all messing around. Do you know how much the students in our academy cherish these paintings, and how much effort they put into the paintings, how can you scribble on them, you ruin other people's paintings Do you know the blood of your heart?"

Others nodded, and seemed to feel some empathy for someone who didn't take their hearts seriously.

"Miss Gu, your father promised to return the painting before school. We understand that he doesn't want to go back on his word and deceive the students, but he can't let you fool around, right?"

"Miss Gu, if your father really can't do it, it's okay to go back and return the painting and apologize properly."

"That's right, it's too disrespectful to write on other people's paintings like this."

Qi Shanchang frowned, turned his head and glared at his grandson and the other students, "Okay, what are you talking about? Miss Gu didn't say a word, so you're all done talking. All the bosses are big enough, how can you scare other girls? manage?"

As soon as he spoke, the others lowered their heads and dared not speak.

Isn't this too anxious for her to destroy other people's things? I didn't want to really scare her.

Gu Yundong was very helpless, and unfolded the picture of the horse that her father left before he left, "I painted this painting. The painter my father said, um, it's me."

Chief Qi Shan, ? ? ?

other people,! ! !

what are you saying? The wind was so strong that I didn't seem to hear it clearly.