Don't leave after school!

He turned around and walked out, "Teacher, remember what you said, if you like me, sleep with me."

When did he say that?

Song Ziming's face flushed red, but in the next moment, he froze.

The young man walking out had one hand in his pocket and the other the chocolate that the girl gave him just now.

When passing by a trash can, without hesitation, he threw the chocolate that he promised to finish eating directly into the trash can.This was not enough, Song Ziming saw him take out a tissue, wiped his hands carefully, and then threw it away.

……

After class in the afternoon, Song Ziming returned to the office and heard the female teacher of the basic painting class complaining, "Are these students sent by heaven to torture me? Why don't they come to heaven to learn design with this level of painting!"

There are some transfer students in the design department, because the drawing foundation is too poor, the department has to arrange a few nights a week for them to have a small stove to improve the drawing level of these students.

The teachers are several basic class teachers who have just become full-time teachers.

"I don't want to go, I don't want to go, I was tortured yesterday, and I go again today, it's too bad!" The female teacher was still complaining.

Song Ziming paused as he walked towards the workstation, and looked at the female teacher, "Mr. Liang, if you don't mind helping me with my evening study, I'll help you with this lesson."

When Teacher Liang heard this, his eyes lit up immediately.

"Really? Teacher Song, this group of children have poor foundations, and they can make you vomit blood in anger."

"It's okay, I can't sit still, I would rather draw with my students."

Of course, if you don't go to evening self-study, you can avoid that student.

Somehow, on this day, Song Ziming's mind was full of images of the young man throwing the chocolate in his hand into the trash can.

He knew that the current situation of the two of them was very dangerous, since he couldn't afford to offend them, he just avoided them.

When Song Ziming came to the painting room at night, several students had already arrived, and they had already clamped the canvas and were waiting for him. When they saw him coming in, they all stood up and said hello.

Song Ziming glanced at them and saw that they were indeed new faces. He smiled and waved his hands for everyone to sit down.

"Ms. Liang told me about your general situation today. The course we are going to learn tonight is still life painting. I have seen your paintings a while ago and have made great progress. I hope that we can also make progress together in this class."

After speaking, Song Ziming also set up the canvas in front of him.

Just as he was about to demonstrate to everyone how to draw first, the knock on the door interrupted his thoughts.

Turning his head, he saw a tall and slender figure leaning against the door not far away.The lights in the classroom were bright, and the light hit the visitor's sharp-edged face, making his handsome face more three-dimensional.

Song Ziming didn't expect that the young man who had already avoided him could still meet here!Someone tipped him off?

"Student, this is drawing class, you've gone to the wrong place." No matter what, Song Ziming didn't want to let him go.

His face was cold, as if he didn't know the person coming.

"You didn't go wrong." Gu Yang was also surprised, but soon, his eyebrows were raised high, and there was a half-smile in his eyes like a deep pool, "I am Gu Yang, a transfer student. I came late to report on the drawing class, but you, the teacher... I remember, Teacher Liang taught here before, right?"

boom--

When Song Ziming heard the words "transfer student", memories rushed out of his mind.

At the very beginning, some teachers in the office complained that the young master of the Gu family transferred to their design department.

When the girl confessed her love in the morning, she also called that young man Gu Yang.

He didn't realize it at the time, but only now did he realize that he was the transfer student Gu Yang!

More importantly, the half-smile on his face, he said that Teacher Liang used to teach here...

It was as if Song Ziming deliberately changed classes with Mr. Liang in order to get close to him!

Song Ziming's face was flushed red.

With a dry cough, "Mr. Liang has something to do tonight, so I will help Mr. Liang take a class."