Eastern Star Spot

On the second day, both classes were in color class. Ye Ban made a sample painting each, and picked two classmates to change the painting, so tired.

When get out of class was about to end, I received a call from the vice principal, asking him to pick up the new sketch teacher, saying that he couldn't find the north at the train station.

He hung up the phone and saw that it was exactly 15:[-], so he was in the second class; "There are still [-] minutes before the end of get out of class. I will pick up your new teacher, clean up the bucket of paint, and start sketching class in the afternoon."

Shen Jiu asked him what was wrong with Teacher Cai, and he only said that his health was not suitable for bringing him back to the third year of high school, so everyone stopped asking, but they were more curious about the new teacher.

Ye Ban was questioned, but said helplessly, "I don't know."

The phone in his pocket vibrated twice, so he turned around and replied a message.

The moment she turned her back, Shen Jiu stood up in an instant, her neck was sunken to the giraffe, and she took a quick look.

When Leaf Spot turned back, his buttocks had already sat on the stool.

"Teacher's girlfriend?" She asked with a gossip and a smile.

Ye Ban said: "Your new teacher, I'll pick him up at the station. Get ready and make a good impression."

As soon as he left, Shen Jiu gave him a look.

Liao Dongxing sat by the door, got used to it, stretched his long legs, and the door closed.

"Hehehe, I saw it." She announced excitedly, "Our new teacher is called Liu—Xing—"

The classroom erupted in laughter.

Liu Xingsu and Ye Ban still didn't meet each other in the end - he took a taxi by himself, his phone was out of battery, and happened to not see the vice principal sending a message.

It was lunch break when I entered the classroom, Liao Dongxing stayed in the classroom drawing, with his back to the door, Liu Xingsu walked behind him and slapped him on the back.

"Sit or not, straighten your back!"

"Fuck—" Liao Dongxing was so frightened that he abruptly broke a 2b pencil lead on the paper.

He was copying Yu Xiaodong's sketch, and he was drawing the eyes, directly poking the model into a one-eyed dragon.

Liu Xingsu was dissatisfied, and said with raised eyebrows, "Who the fuck is that, you have a dirty mouth!"

Liao Dongxing turned his head and saw a man wearing an old man's undershirt and flowered pants. He had a pair of delicate eyebrows, but fierce eyes, and was carrying a colorful canvas bag in his hand. The look of servants.

"Who are you?" He was a little unsure of the identity of this person.

Liu Xingsu always found this kind of person distasteful, so he sneered, "Your father."

"Stupid." Liao Dongxing was speechless, and his voice was a little louder. Zhao You, who was sharpening the pen in front, turned his head and took a look.

It's been a long time since Liu Xingsu met someone who challenged him like this, throwing the canvas bag on the ground, and facing Liao Dongxing with his hips akimbo: "Who are you scolding? Who are you calling an idiot?"

"You are."

He didn't expect that this strange man would really do something. He was caught off guard by a punch in the lower abdomen. He backed up and hit the easel. He fell down a row and couldn't help cursing: "Are you crazy?"

With blood on his head, he can't stand the arrogant young man.He fought back with a lot of force, not at the same level as the man's punch just now, but he didn't expect this unattractive man to catch it effortlessly—at least on the surface.

Zhao You reacted and immediately ran out to call for someone, and bumped into Shen Jiu who was coming back from dinner.

Hearing someone fighting in the classroom, Shen Jiu ran faster than anyone else, seeing that it was Liao Dongxing, she immediately stood aside and watched.

The vice-principal was still chatting with Ye Ban about the situation of the new teacher. Just as he said that the other party was strong, he was interrupted by the panting Zhao You: "Teacher—they started fighting, the new teacher and Liao Dongxing...in the classroom."

They both stood up and looked at each other. The vice-principal said, "...it's not that he's so strong. It's said that he has a bad temper...it's a bit weird." He walked quickly, wiping his sweat, "but what he taught is true good……"

The three rushed to the classroom, Zhao You saw Shen Jiu lying on the window frame, and asked in disbelief, "What are you doing?"

Shen Jiu saw that the two of them were enjoying each other's tricks, and said casually, "I eat melons."

Ye Ban passed by her and gave her the back of the head, and she had to hold the back of her head and go in to pour the fire.

The two people were pulled away, their faces were unpainted, and their foreheads were full of sweat.

"what's your name?"

"Liao Dongxing." He wiped the corner of his mouth with his hand, there was no blood but it hurt.

Liu Xingsu smiled at him: "Aren't you going to ask what my name is?"

He said angrily, "I know, Liu Xing."

"Fart, don't play with your head, my name is Liu Xingsu." He pointed at Liao Dongxing, "You boy, I remember."

The bell for the afternoon class just rang.

It's time to attend class, and it's time to educate.

Liao Dongxing was taken out alone and thrown to Ye Ban to deal with.

"This is actually an excellent teacher?" He looked at Liu Xingsu's profile and repeated in disbelief, "Is he really a teacher?"

Leaf Spot: "Yes."

"...I'm convinced," Liao Dongxing pulled the corner of his mouth and smiled, "I'm really convinced."

He stood by the desk, and Ye Ban sat, with a distance of one or two meters, the two looked at each other for a second.

"..."

He turned his head and looked out the window: "I won't apologize."

Ye Ban got a headache: "I haven't said anything yet."

"It's written all over your face," Liao Dongxing curled his lips, "Give me some punishment."

Leaf Banner pursed her lips and leaned back on the chair, leaned slightly and tilted her head, using her middle finger and index finger to support her temples: "Why fight?"

Why else.

Liao Dongxing explained a few words, and Ye Ban was impetuously told by him one by one. He clenched his fist with his right hand and clenched it several times before he finally got the sentence "If you say more, I'll fuck you" to her throat. swallowed.

Ye Ban wasn't in the mood for a heart-to-heart talk, she talked a few clichés about studying hard and making progress every day, and let her go as if following a procedure.

When Liao Dongxing walked to the door, he suddenly said, "Come back, sit down for a while, I'll get a book, you can read a book in the office."

He picked up a copy of "Color High Score Volume" and handed it over, and Liao Dongxing flipped through it in a few clicks, looking like he was reading some kind of children's picture book.

"Did you see anything?" Leaf Madden asked.

"No."

Ye Ban nodded as expected, and asked him, "Why did you come to study art?"

"" Liao Dongxing sneered, and stopped Ye Ban before he could ask the next sentence, "I don't like it, there's no reason, no, I don't know."

"..."

Ye Ban took off the glasses and put them on the table, looked up at Liao Dongxing calmly and brightly, and said earnestly: "I am your teacher, not your enemy. The principal asked me to talk to you, so I came to you calmly. Just chatting does not mean that I have any responsibility to accommodate you. You are not a bad boy, I want to get to know you, what do you think? "

"Oh."

Ye Ban supported his one-hundred-pound head, almost unable to maintain the skin of a gentle scum, crossed his fingers, and tried to raise the drooping corner of his mouth: "Is there no painter you like? Or an artist designer...or... Just an individual."

Seeing Liao Dongxing's silence, he lowered his standards again and again, and finally stood up unbearably, thinking that this sand sculpture would be better off talking to the wall to himself than wasting his time.

Just as Ye Ban was about to ask him to go back, he suddenly heard the young man's low and hoarse voice: "You."

"Ok?"

Liao Dongxing raised his head and said in a daily tone: "My favorite artist, you." After thinking for a while, he added: "You are the only painter I know."

Co-authored and not human?Ye Ban couldn't help but laugh, on the one hand he felt that this kid was really out of tune, on the other hand he was fascinated by the confession, and he refused: "I'm not a painter, I'm just a gardener in my motherland."

Liao Dongxing just said it casually, and when he heard his answer, he immediately thought of raising an argument. He raised his eyebrows: "Then you are trash?"

"It's more than enough to teach you." Ye Ban rested his right hand heavily on his shoulder, holding a knife with a gentle smile, "Go back to class and don't cause any trouble, huh?"

Liao Dongxing turned his shoulders and took his hands off, his expressionless face was full of tugging: "Oh." He walked out of the office briskly, and paused on the calendar by the door halfway.

After he left, Ye Ban followed his gaze to look at the calendar on the wall. In July, he suddenly remembered that his birthday was approaching.