[Jie Mai] Is the sharp knife teacher cooing?

53.

After the student union's lecture on Friday afternoon, Jack turned on his phone and found that he had received a terrifying private message.

It's not that the content of the private message threatened his life, on the contrary, this private message is very simple, only four words:

"Mr. Rose?"

After realizing what the other party was referring to, Mrs. Rose herself felt in her heart: WTF?

In fact, it's nothing. Normally, he could pretend to be "I don't understand what you're talking about" to fool him, but the other party's ID is hanging there brightly, and it's a little scary to watch.

Sharp knife: Mr. Rose?

In less than 0.1 second, the fact that "Mr. Sharp Dao found out my gender" was quickly transformed into: "I lost my horse" in Jack's mind.

It happened that Nabu and Marta walked towards him holding the book after they separated, and Jack put the phone in his pocket in a hurry, planning to reply at night.

"Are you worried?" The extremely sensitive student union president noticed Naibu's frown.

"No, no." Nebu subconsciously denied it, and after a while, he reluctantly admitted, "Well...Actually, I want to ask, do you know anyone in the boys' dormitory who can draw?"

draw?Jay Rose Ke touched his nose, firmly rejecting his bad associations in his heart.

"Nine floors, a double-row hexagonal building, with twelve rooms on each floor, nearly two hundred people, at least a dozen of them can draw."

Naibu thought for a while, seemed to be calculating something, and let out a muffled "Oh".

"Is there any problem?" Jack felt that things were not so simple.

"I'm just thinking about how to pass the art final exam." Naibu said lightly, and quickened his pace, "Let's go, let's go back to the classroom quickly."

54.

A week later, Oletis's Christmas celebrations kicked off with the release of the new issue of the Literary Society magazine, the Christmas special "Sweetener".Also released are JRNS postcards drawn by Mrs. Rose, as well as other spin-offs from the forum's entertainment section.

The topic of JRNS was once occupied by various reposts and posts praising Mrs. Rose:

【JRNS】Praise the little angel Rose??

Emma's small chair: The JRNS series of postcards "Shimmer" is officially on the shelves. JRNS girls can go to the stationery department to buy in your spare time, or you can choose to follow the official account of the student union to buy in the backstage. Click: link

comment:

Three shots from Biubiu: The front row blows up! ! !I could live my whole life off of Mrs. Rose's JRNS!

The Fragrance of Wangyou: I like the small fresh style?? The tone is super gentle wwww

Rolling the keyboard with a flashlight: [-] pictures of fans and [-] pictures of real people. Does anyone want to know who the real person is? (???) There is no trace of PS, I almost believe it......

Mechanical Heart: Without a doubt, it's me. ??

AnniePhil: Actually, I am looking forward to Mrs. Rose challenging the school rules to print, not to mention R18, at least R15 (;′Д｀)

KHZ??: Your idea upstairs is really too dangerous_(:_」∠)_

Southern Bird Little White Eagle: I actually thought my wife wanted to drive openly...

Due to the inconvenience of revealing her real name, Mrs. Rose herself did not get the samples.He originally wanted to ask Chuck to quietly bring a box for him, but Chuck refused him by saying, "I agreed to take the initiative."

At the end, he added, "Brother, I have more important things to do."

All right, all right, then I'll go by myself.Jack thought about it and felt that it was not a big deal, since no one would really notice him anyway.

As a result, the entertainment section of the forum was overwhelmed by a leaking post that night:

[JRNS/Breaking News] Shocked!The president of the student union actually bought a JRNS postcard!

JOKER??: Not much to say, the picture above

【Jack is in the stationery department.jpg】

【Jack is in the Postcard Zone.jpg】

【Jack is at the sales desk.jpg】

During the evening self-study class, surrounded by a group of JRNS girls who wanted to appreciate the postcards, Jack looked loveless.

Oh, so this is the so-called more important thing.

It was arranged clearly.

55.

After the evening self-study get out of class, Jack tried his best to get rid of the crazy CP fans, and went for a night walk with Neb as usual.

The winter night comes early and thick, pressing heavily on the ground, and the row upon row of teaching buildings props up a breathing space.There are colorful lights hanging on the outer walls of European-style buildings, and through the still lush tree shadows on both sides of the road, you can see bits and pieces of light.

The publicity boards of well-known alumni were lit in the dark, and the people in the photos smiled and looked at the two who were silent all the way.

As they sat down on the bench, Neb suddenly proposed to look at the postcards he had bought.

Unexpectedly, Jack didn't panic in his heart, and he didn't explain, he just took out the beautifully packaged postcard naturally and handed it to Neb.

There was a brief touch with the slightly cool fingertips.

Then they sat on the bench under the tree, looking at each one by the light of the billboard and the faint moonlight through the branches.

"The painting is really good." Nabu sighed softly.

He looked up, the green in his eyes flickering in the dim light. "Can I have one?"

"Yes." Jack spread out the postcard and motioned him to choose.

Naib took out a light green background and put it in his coat pocket, "Let's go, it's time for us to go back."

He stood up and said casually:

"The moonlight is so beautiful tonight."

—TBC—

Naib: The moonlight is so beautiful tonight.

Jack: Coincidentally, I think so too.

End.