Qiao Mu hurried to the classroom by stepping on the bell. As soon as she entered, she bumped into someone. She rubbed her forehead, practiced and apologized:
zhuzhengting"Did it hurt?"
Zhu Zhengting grabbed her wrist and pulled her hand down. He rubbed her forehead and looked at her nervously.
Qiao Mu was excited, and he lost his breath a little bit when he got up. He looked at Zhu Zhengting in high spirits, shook off his hand and said:
qiaomu"Zhu, Teacher Zhu... Thank you for your concern, I, I'm fine."
fanchengcheng"I'm sorry."
Fan Chengcheng appeared behind the tree, naturally embraced the shoulders of the tree, and gritted his teeth:
fanchengcheng"My girlfriend was too anxious and bumped into Teacher Zhu. I'm very sorry."
Zhu Zhengting silently withdrew his hand, hung down by his side and quietly clenched his fist, but his face looked light and cloudy.
zhuzhengting"It's okay, let's find a place to sit down."
This morning was an acting class by an old professor, and Zhu Zhengting was a teaching assistant. Old rules, the first lesson deeply analyzed what the word performance means.
Zhu Zhengting was playing soy sauce by the side all the time. Fortunately, he had been standing beside the old professor, otherwise how many people didn't listen to the class would be exposed.
Qiao Mu didn't dare to look up at the podium at all, and could only cringe and buckle her fingernails. The manicure made of a few hundred yuan almost ruined her.
wannenglongtaoAProfessor Li: "You, the classmate in the back who bowed his head and played with his fingers, tell me which play I used as a negative teaching material just now."
The old professor's teaching stick, which was as slender as an antenna, pointed in the direction of the tree. He felt that countless eyes were looking around, and the tree also subconsciously looked back. There was no half-human figure behind her.
wannenglongtaoAProfessor Li: "Don't look back, it's you, the female classmate next to the red-haired boy."
The old professor's angry voice made the tree's scalp numb. Under the attention of everyone, she slowly stood up, bit her lip and said:
qiaomu"I, I didn't listen..."
wannenglongtaoAProfessor Li: "What's the student number?"
The old professor raised his glasses and said.
zhuzhengting"Recently, the popularity of online dramas has changed the limelight of major satellite TVs. The reason why online dramas are online dramas is not only because of his investment, but also because of the script and the acting skills of the actors. So those unpopular online dramas are considered negative textbooks, right, Professor Li."
Zhu Zhengting's words were cold, not only repeating what Professor Li expressed implicitly, but also adding his own views. And some one-sided views brought the topic to a peak, and with 180 people chatting, Professor Li had no time to take care of Qiao Mu.
He waved his hand to signal Qiao Mu to sit down, and used his gestures to suppress the discussion. He raised his voice slightly and said:
wannenglongtaoAProfessor Li: "You can't knock over a boat of people with one pole..."
The get out of class bell rang repeatedly over there, Qiao Mu waited for the old professor to go out, and grabbed Fan Chengcheng on the head:
qiaomu"Aaaaah, can you stay away from me next time! Your red hair is too *ing conspicuous!"
fanchengcheng"It hurts! Arbor! Arbor! Hurry up, stop!"
Fan Chengcheng slowly stood up with her hand kicking up, screaming in pain.
Zhu Zhengting paced, every step seemed to be stepping on the clouds, the pace was light and elegant.
