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"Then how do you want to deal with this matter?" Professor Xia was not angry, but was seeking Xia Xueyi's opinion.

Xia Xueyi didn't shy away from it, and said, "I hope Professor Xia can treat you equally!"

In the eyes of the students, there is boredom and approval.

Class attendance is really important to a student's grades, and it is also a crucial part of the subsequent credits and grade points.

Random, but without any ambiguity.

Just when everyone thought that the negotiation between Xia Xueyi and this Professor Xia plus the principal would fail, the situation turned a terrible turn.

Nan Zhuyu, who was sitting in his seat indifferently, stood up and said hello, "Professor Xia, I also think you should treat every student equally."

After that, he whispered in a low voice, a voice that could only be heard by a few people, "I have such bad painting skills, and I am embarrassed to treat them equally, so I am not afraid of not being able to graduate?"

Of course Xia Xueyi heard it, but she endured it!

Nanzhuyu's mouth is the most poisonous mouth!

Nanzhuyu's mouth is the mouth that wants to **** the most!

In an instant, the pan was fried in the studio.

"Master Leng will really agree to such an unreasonable request!"

"This is a good thing, but I kind of support Xia Xueyi."

"Because you often lie in bed?"

"This person still doesn't know what's good or bad, and doesn't look at who the famous Master Leng in the school is!"

"Yeah, what do people like that deserve to say that equality is treatment?"

"Quiet!" Professor Xia became angry. When the classroom calmed down, there were other changes on his face. "Since the two people agree, then this class will give Nanzhuyu Ji a late class, and pay attention next time."

Everyone did not refute the last opinion. Under the pressure of Professor Xia, the 30th person in the studio was quietly drawing the plaster sketch.

The only spectacular view is Nanzhuyu... sleeping again!

Professor Xia tapped his easel with the telescopic teaching rod, and he rubbed his astringent eyes, and casually glanced at the person blocking his sunlight.

"Professor Xia, something?"

His question irritated Professor Xia, "I slept in class and remembered it once!"

In the next second, Nanzhuyu fell asleep on the easel as if nothing had happened.

Professor Xia shook his head again and again.

Ru Zi can not be taught!

"Xiaotian, did you paint this?" Professor Xia walked behind Luan Xiaotian and looked at the draft of her painting.

Everyone's ears are pointed, and their hearts are on the strings.

Never imagined that Professor Xia would be so caring about an auditor.

Even Nan Zhuyu raised his head and looked at Luan Xiaotian, who was kindly named beside him.

The arc of the corner of his mouth is invisible to everyone, and the corner of his lips curls up. This is really funny called Xiaotian.

"Where is the problem?" Nan Yukong had hit her too hard before, causing her to be a little unsure that the things she drew could be used by professor-level figures.

"No problem, very good, keep working hard." The line drawing can be said to be natural, and a teacher who is not a master cannot teach such students.

Hearing Professor Xia's vague compliment, Nan Zhuyu forcibly resisted closing his eyelids and looked over. For a moment when he saw the painting clearly, his pupils showed obvious shock.

That person is really not easy, he can draw such a world-shaking sketch.

I'm afraid it will be impossible without more than ten years of hard work.

After thinking about it carefully, Nanzhuyu's beautiful face lost its expression.

That picture...

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