Chapter 580: Hit Someone
UŃ.dÉted by BÊXN0VEL.cÎżm
Translator: 549690339
âWhat took you so long?â The tall girl at the end of the line glanced at her. âFortunately, the countdown hasnât started yet. Otherwise, youâd be dead!â
âI had something to do at the last minute. âShe hurriedly explained, but the girl was not interested in listening to her explanation and turned her head away.
She was not angry even though she had suffered a setback. After all, she was destined to be isolated when those people saw her get off the tricycle. Although she really didnât understand why a person with a low birth would be looked down upon by those who were born with a silver spoon in their mouths.
Didnât they say that everyone was born equal? Why couldnât she see this equality?
HoweverâŠ
She looked in the direction she had come from. The girl who had shown her the way was no longer there. She wondered how the other party knew which class she was in. She was anxious just now and did not think about this question at all. She only thanked him and ran over.
However, that girl looked very familiar, but she could not remember where she had seen her before.
âStudents, please be quiet.â The school leader on the stage began to speak. She immediately stopped thinking and focused on the school leader.
On the other side, MO Lemon slowly walked back to her team. She took one last look at her phone screen and saw a text message: âTell the girl at the back door that her class is in the third class on the east side. Two strawberry egg tarts.â
Now, she had completed her mission perfectly.
Oh hehehe⊠Strawberry Egg Tart! And two!
HoweverâŠWho was that girl? How could she attract the attention of her usually cold brother? Besides, why didnât her brother tell her personally? Strange, this was too strange!
However, she felt that the girl looked a little familiar.
The school leader tirelessly gave a speech on the stage. The voices below grew louder and louder. The form teachers walked from the front of the line to the line to maintain the record. Teacher Bei also walked down from the front of the line. She immediately saw that Han Jinchu, who was not the highest in the line, was at the back of the line.
âStudent Han Jinchu, right?â Teacher Bei asked.
She was shocked. Did Teacher Bei know that she was late?
She quickly stood up straight and replied pervously,âYes⊠Iâm Han Jinchu.â
Teacher Bei looked at her from head to toe.â In the future, you should queue up at the front. Otherwise, the line will look messy.â Forget it for today, everyone had already lined up.â
âYes.â She quickly nodded and heaved a sigh of relief. So he didnât notice that she was late. Good, good.
The opening ceremony finally ended with the directorâs unique voice.
âThe students in the last row will leave first. The first year students will walk to the east, and the second and third year students will walk to the west.âThe vice-principal was holding a microphone on the stage to preside over the order of the exit.
Was someone staring at her from behind?
Han Jinchu subconsciously looked in a certain direction and saw MO Yichen standing at the front of the group, looking straight ahead of him. It was him.. Why would he look at her? Han Jinchu, are you dreaming?
âWhat are you waiting for? Hurry up and leave!â Teacher Bei urged him. Han
Jinchu quickly came back to his senses and followed the class in front of him.
The end of the opening ceremony officially heralded the beginning of the new semester. The teachers of each subject had also started their classes. They would let her pass this semester peacefully. If she still did not make any progress with MO Yichen in the next semester, Aunt Feng would probably give up.
She would also try her best to find a part- time job to support her family.
After making up her mind, she felt much more relaxed.
As soon as the bell rang and the teacher left, Teacher Bei walked in.
âThe next two classes are interest classes. Everyone can go to the interest class of your choice now. Every class has tools and materials. You only need to go. You donât need to prepare anything.â
âAh! My dance class, here comes the Vase!â A girl called out excitedly, and everyone filed out of the classroom.
âYouâd better talk less and do more, lest they target you again. âYang Ying said and left.
She didnât even have time to say a word to Yang Ying.
However, since Yang Ying said so, she should have a good impression of her, right?
As long as there was someone standing by her side, she would feel much betterâŠHowever, there wasnât even a single person.
She was not qualified to be sad.
âHello, everyone. Welcome to my interest class. Every day, another teacher will teach you how to draw. On the other days, I will teach you. Since youâve chosen the art class, I hope you can put in your heart into it. I like hardworking students the most. âThe long-haired female artist, Sherry, said with a smile, but her smile was a little distant, as if she was not very approachable.
âMs. Sherry! Arenât we going to learn how to sketch?â Someone raised his hand and asked.
Sherry raised his eyebrows and said indifferently,â On yesterdayâs form, all of you ticked off the âsketching skillsâ column, so I wonât teach you sketching for now. Iâll start with color. Do you have any objections?â
âNoâŠâ The student who asked the question sat down weakly.
It was said that artists had strange personalities, and it was indeed the case!
âIf you donât have any objections, letâs start the class. Iâll teach you the most basic color matching first.â
Sherryâs expression became more and more gloomy as the class went on. She asked a few questions about the colors, but only a few people remembered them.
At the start of the second period, Sherry said on stage,âââlt seems that have to take our time with color. Letâs start with sketching first. I hop can remember the color matching after class. If you donât even remer itâs impossible to learn color well. Next, you guys drawâŠ
After two periods of interest classes, everyone complained bitterly.
âWhat kind of teacher is this! So strict! Iâve never heard of interest classes having homework! Moreover, they had to do a spot check on the color matching the day after tomorrow! Heavens!
Donât you know that my memory is very bad?â a girl said irritably.
âYeah⊠That Ms. Sherry was really too strict! I hope that tomorrowâs teacher will be better.â
Everyone expressed their agreement, except for one person who did not nod. âHan Jinchu! Youâre still drawing! Why are you working so hard? A girl noticed this and said in a strange tone.
Han Jinchu put down his pen. She deeply remembered Yang Yingâs words to her,â speak less and do more.â She had already tried her best to keep quiet, but she did not expect trouble to come knocking on her door.
âSorryâŠlâll go home first.â She put down the pen in the studio, took five sheets of sketch paper and walked out of the classroom.
The homework for todayâs class was to draw five human heads. Unlike other peopleâs homes, it was impossible for her to have a statue of a human head that was specially used as a model. Therefore, she could only draw one first and continue to draw it when she got home.
Fortunately, she had almost finished drawing one. Otherwise, she really didnât know what to do.
In order to prevent those people from catching up, she quickened her pace. â Ah!â Someone suddenly walked out from the corner and she bumped into him..
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