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After half an hour's waiting, the art teacher finally returned to the classroom.
The students in the classroom, waiting very anxiously, want to know who can get the first place.
Mainly, the art teacher's paintings are so attractive.
"Teacher, what's the result?"
"Teacher, is there no snow in the first place?"
As soon as the art teacher entered the classroom, the girls who just gambled with Chu Mu ran couldn't help asking.
"What's the rush?" The art teacher obviously didn't like the chattering students and gave a lecture.
Those girls were said, the heart immediately unhappy, but they naturally dare not say it.
"This time, I have finished my homework well, which is better than last time."
The art teacher passes by Wei Wuxue, nods to her and says these words.
Art teacher's words, in the classroom, caused a lot of vibration.
It seems that Wei Wuxue won this time?
As everyone knows, this art teacher is very strict and rigid in the eyes of students.
He never praise students easily, so, since he praised Wei Wuxue this time, then, the first place is certain.
This is the mind of all the students, including Qiao Xiaoxiao and Chu Muran.
Not to get the first place, Joe small heart, some lost.
From small to large, she is very strong and wants to be the first in everything.
It's not true to say no loss.
She really likes the art teacher's paintings. If she missed this opportunity this time, I'm afraid there will be no such opportunity again.
"Little, it's OK. We'll try next time." Chu Mu ran sees Qiao small show lost expression, soft voice comforts.
Chumuran's first reaction was to worry about his little Joe.
On the contrary, she lost 250000 gambling, and she didn't care much.
In Chu Muran's heart, it is important to have a good friend there.
"Ha ha, I knew that the first place this time must be snow free."
"Chu Muran, you lose, quick mobile phone transfer."
Hearing the art teacher's words, those girls who bet with Chu Muran, don't mention how happy they are.
Looking at Qiao small and Chu Mu Ran's eyes, very dazzling, very disrespectful.
The expression, as if, is their own painting, has won the Qiao Xiaoxiao.
Chu Muran can't stand the sight of those girls most. It's not their own paintings that win. What qualifications do they have to look down on their girlfriends?
Chu Mu ran was a little agitated and said, "isn't it 250000? What's the hurry? I'll send you this money? "
"Wooden ran, I'm sorry to let you lose the bet." Qiao looked at Chu Muran and felt guilty.
"Small, it's OK. If you lose, you lose. I don't need this money."
Chu Mu ran naturally didn't want Qiao Xiaoxiao to feel guilty about this matter and said with a smile.
"All right, all right, quiet!"
The art teacher came to the stage and listened to the students' chatter below. It was very noisy.
This makes the art teacher who likes to be quiet, displeased and stern.
As soon as the art teacher spoke, the students at the bottom immediately stopped the discussion.
He is waiting for the results one by one.
However, in the hearts of these students, through the teacher's words, the final result has come out.
Wei Wuxue looks at the art teacher. She looks very calm.
Of course, it just looks calm.
At the moment, in her heart, is unable to say happy, even, proud.
She trampled Joe down at last!
Thinking of this, Wei Wuxue takes a look at Qiao Xiaoxiao, with the winner's challenge to the loser in the eyes.
For Wei Wuxue's provocation, Qiao small saw, facial expressionless, she chose to ignore.
It's just winning once. What's so proud of!
Not in Qiao small face, see oneself want to see the expression, Wei Wuxue some unhappy.
Should she not be a loser?
"I've seen all the paintings you handed in, and they're all pretty good. Everyone went to the models in person, and no one fooled me with the pictures. This is commendable."
"Among them, several students have made great progress, of which Wei Wuxue has made the greatest progress. We should learn from Wei Wuxue."
Art teacher said, below, we are more and more sure, this time the first, must be Wei Wuxue.
When the fine arts teacher who is not boasting easily is boasting in the face of the whole class, Wei Wuxue, at the moment, is a little fluttering in his heart.
Mouth up, that is, can't help pride.
At the moment, she enjoys the envious eyes of her classmates.
"Teacher, I also have many deficiencies, I will continue to work hard." Wei Wuxue said, showing a not proud look.The art teacher nodded and gave a happy look.
Next second, he turned.
"Indeed, you have some shortcomings. In this regard, you should learn from Qiao xiaoclassmate with a heart and she has a lot of places to learn."
"This time, I gave the highest score to the painting of Joe's little classmates."
Quiet!
There were still some noisy classrooms, and at this moment, they were quiet.
All the people's expressions are almost the same, and they are dazzled.
Everyone, by the art teacher, to make confused.
This result, let people, drop glasses, can not be caught up.
"Joe, this is the reward I promised. Come and take it."
There's no movement.
Joe was also stunned, and for a while, he didn't respond.
"What are you doing, Little Joe, and don't reward?"
See Joe stay a little, art teacher, gently patted the table, remind.
"Oh, oh Yes, of course. "
Joe reacted to it, and the whole man, as if he were dreaming, was dizzy and unreal.
What is this development?
Joe ran up the podium and took over the painting from the teacher.
Some little happy, unexpected surprises.
Looking at Joe's little stage and taking pictures, he just sneered at the girls who looked down on Joe's little, and stayed completely.
Wei Wuxue, however, was completely stuck, a stiff face.
"Well, everybody goes on with the class." After announcing the result, the art teacher was ready to leave the classroom.
"Teacher, why is Joe getting the highest score, it is clear that you are still boasting that there is no snow."
The girls, they refused to accept the cruel fact.
"What, are you doubting my eyes?" The art teacher frowned and his eyes were stern.
"No, No."
The girls were frightened and they were afraid to speak.
After the art teacher left, the classroom was in silence again.
The girls, how unwilling to believe, was Joe little to get the first.
One by one, the expression, as hard as eating flies.
If someone is uncomfortable, there will be people happy.
"Oh, this face, it hurts..."
A quiet, Chu Mulan to those girls, suddenly hit their own palm.
Then, it was exaggerating, shouting out, loud, afraid that others could not hear it.
"Oh, my face, it really hurts..."
Chu Mulan had a happy face, and couldn't see it at all. Her face hurt.
Those girls, listen to Chu Mulan, one by one, angry to the explosion!
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After half an hour's waiting, the art teacher finally returned to the classroom.
The students in the classroom, waiting very anxiously, want to know who can get the first place.
Mainly, the art teacher's paintings are so attractive.
"Teacher, what's the result?"
"Teacher, is there no snow in the first place?"
As soon as the art teacher entered the classroom, the girls who just gambled with Chu Mu ran couldn't help asking.
"What's the rush?" The art teacher obviously didn't like the chattering students and gave a lecture.
Those girls were said, the heart immediately unhappy, but they naturally dare not say it.
"This time, I have finished my homework well, which is better than last time."
The art teacher passes by Wei Wuxue, nods to her and says these words.
Art teacher's words, in the classroom, caused a lot of vibration.
It seems that Wei Wuxue won this time?
As everyone knows, this art teacher is very strict and rigid in the eyes of students.
He never praise students easily, so, since he praised Wei Wuxue this time, then, the first place is certain.
This is the mind of all the students, including Qiao Xiaoxiao and Chu Muran.
Not to get the first place, Joe small heart, some lost.
From small to large, she is very strong and wants to be the first in everything.
It's not true to say no loss.
She really likes the art teacher's paintings. If she missed this opportunity this time, I'm afraid there will be no such opportunity again.
"Little, it's OK. We'll try next time." Chu Mu ran sees Qiao small show lost expression, soft voice comforts.
Chumuran's first reaction was to worry about his little Joe.
On the contrary, she lost 250000 gambling, and she didn't care much.
In Chu Muran's heart, it is important to have a good friend there.
"Ha ha, I knew that the first place this time must be snow free."
"Chu Muran, you lose, quick mobile phone transfer."
Hearing the art teacher's words, those girls who bet with Chu Muran, don't mention how happy they are.
Looking at Qiao small and Chu Mu Ran's eyes, very dazzling, very disrespectful.
The expression, as if, is their own painting, has won the Qiao Xiaoxiao.
Chu Muran can't stand the sight of those girls most. It's not their own paintings that win. What qualifications do they have to look down on their girlfriends?
Chu Mu ran was a little agitated and said, "isn't it 250000? What's the hurry? I'll send you this money? "
"Wooden ran, I'm sorry to let you lose the bet." Qiao looked at Chu Muran and felt guilty.
"Small, it's OK. If you lose, you lose. I don't need this money."
Chu Mu ran naturally didn't want Qiao Xiaoxiao to feel guilty about this matter and said with a smile.
"All right, all right, quiet!"
The art teacher came to the stage and listened to the students' chatter below. It was very noisy.
This makes the art teacher who likes to be quiet, displeased and stern.
As soon as the art teacher spoke, the students at the bottom immediately stopped the discussion.
He is waiting for the results one by one.
However, in the hearts of these students, through the teacher's words, the final result has come out.
Wei Wuxue looks at the art teacher. She looks very calm.
Of course, it just looks calm.
At the moment, in her heart, is unable to say happy, even, proud.
She trampled Joe down at last!
Thinking of this, Wei Wuxue takes a look at Qiao Xiaoxiao, with the winner's challenge to the loser in the eyes.
For Wei Wuxue's provocation, Qiao small saw, facial expressionless, she chose to ignore.
It's just winning once. What's so proud of!
Not in Qiao small face, see oneself want to see the expression, Wei Wuxue some unhappy.
Should she not be a loser?
"I've seen all the paintings you handed in, and they're all pretty good. Everyone went to the models in person, and no one fooled me with the pictures. This is commendable."
"Among them, several students have made great progress, of which Wei Wuxue has made the greatest progress. We should learn from Wei Wuxue."
Art teacher said, below, we are more and more sure, this time the first, must be Wei Wuxue.
When the fine arts teacher who is not boasting easily is boasting in the face of the whole class, Wei Wuxue, at the moment, is a little fluttering in his heart.
Mouth up, that is, can't help pride.
At the moment, she enjoys the envious eyes of her classmates.
"Teacher, I also have many deficiencies, I will continue to work hard." Wei Wuxue said, showing a not proud look.The art teacher nodded and gave a happy look.
Next second, he turned.
"Indeed, you have some shortcomings. In this regard, you should learn from Qiao xiaoclassmate with a heart and she has a lot of places to learn."
"This time, I gave the highest score to the painting of Joe's little classmates."
Quiet!
There were still some noisy classrooms, and at this moment, they were quiet.
All the people's expressions are almost the same, and they are dazzled.
Everyone, by the art teacher, to make confused.
This result, let people, drop glasses, can not be caught up.
"Joe, this is the reward I promised. Come and take it."
There's no movement.
Joe was also stunned, and for a while, he didn't respond.
"What are you doing, Little Joe, and don't reward?"
See Joe stay a little, art teacher, gently patted the table, remind.
"Oh, oh Yes, of course. "
Joe reacted to it, and the whole man, as if he were dreaming, was dizzy and unreal.
What is this development?
Joe ran up the podium and took over the painting from the teacher.
Some little happy, unexpected surprises.
Looking at Joe's little stage and taking pictures, he just sneered at the girls who looked down on Joe's little, and stayed completely.
Wei Wuxue, however, was completely stuck, a stiff face.
"Well, everybody goes on with the class." After announcing the result, the art teacher was ready to leave the classroom.
"Teacher, why is Joe getting the highest score, it is clear that you are still boasting that there is no snow."
The girls, they refused to accept the cruel fact.
"What, are you doubting my eyes?" The art teacher frowned and his eyes were stern.
"No, No."
The girls were frightened and they were afraid to speak.
After the art teacher left, the classroom was in silence again.
The girls, how unwilling to believe, was Joe little to get the first.
One by one, the expression, as hard as eating flies.
If someone is uncomfortable, there will be people happy.
"Oh, this face, it hurts..."
A quiet, Chu Mulan to those girls, suddenly hit their own palm.
Then, it was exaggerating, shouting out, loud, afraid that others could not hear it.
"Oh, my face, it really hurts..."
Chu Mulan had a happy face, and couldn't see it at all. Her face hurt.
Those girls, listen to Chu Mulan, one by one, angry to the explosion!
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After half an hour's waiting, the art teacher finally returned to the classroom. The students in the classroom, waiting very anxiously, want to know who can get the first place. Mainly, the art teacher's paintings are so attractive. "Teacher, what's the result?" "Teacher, is there no snow in the first place?" As soon as the art teacher entered the classroom, the girls who just gambled with Chu Mu ran couldn't help asking. "What's the rush?" The art teacher obviously didn't like the chattering students and gave a lecture. Those girls were said, the heart immediately unhappy, but they naturally dare not say it. "This time, I have finished my homework well, which is better than last time." The art teacher passes by Wei Wuxue, nods to her and says these words. Art teacher's words, in the classroom, caused a lot of vibration. It seems that Wei Wuxue won this time? As everyone knows, this art teacher is very strict and rigid in the eyes of students. He never praise students easily, so, since he praised Wei Wuxue this time, then, the first place is certain. This is the mind of all the students, including Qiao Xiaoxiao and Chu Muran. Not to get the first place, Joe small heart, some lost. From small to large, she is very strong and wants to be the first in everything. It's not true to say no loss. She really likes the art teacher's paintings. If she missed this opportunity this time, I'm afraid there will be no such opportunity again. "Little, it's OK. We'll try next time." Chu Mu ran sees Qiao small show lost expression, soft voice comforts. Chumuran's first reaction was to worry about his little Joe. On the contrary, she lost 250000 gambling, and she didn't care much. In Chu Muran's heart, it is important to have a good friend there. "Ha ha, I knew that the first place this time must be snow free." "Chu Muran, you lose, quick mobile phone transfer." Hearing the art teacher's words, those girls who bet with Chu Muran, don't mention how happy they are. Looking at Qiao small and Chu Mu Ran's eyes, very dazzling, very disrespectful. The expression, as if, is their own painting, has won the Qiao Xiaoxiao. Chu Muran can't stand the sight of those girls most. It's not their own paintings that win. What qualifications do they have to look down on their girlfriends? Chu Mu ran was a little agitated and said, "isn't it 250000? What's the hurry? I'll send you this money? " "Wooden ran, I'm sorry to let you lose the bet." Qiao looked at Chu Muran and felt guilty. "Small, it's OK. If you lose, you lose. I don't need this money." Chu Mu ran naturally didn't want Qiao Xiaoxiao to feel guilty about this matter and said with a smile. "All right, all right, quiet!" The art teacher came to the stage and listened to the students' chatter below. It was very noisy. This makes the art teacher who likes to be quiet, displeased and stern. As soon as the art teacher spoke, the students at the bottom immediately stopped the discussion. He is waiting for the results one by one. However, in the hearts of these students, through the teacher's words, the final result has come out. Wei Wuxue looks at the art teacher. She looks very calm. Of course, it just looks calm. At the moment, in her heart, is unable to say happy, even, proud. She trampled Joe down at last! Thinking of this, Wei Wuxue takes a look at Qiao Xiaoxiao, with the winner's challenge to the loser in the eyes. For Wei Wuxue's provocation, Qiao small saw, facial expressionless, she chose to ignore. It's just winning once. What's so proud of! Not in Qiao small face, see oneself want to see the expression, Wei Wuxue some unhappy. Should she not be a loser? "I've seen all the paintings you handed in, and they're all pretty good. Everyone went to the models in person, and no one fooled me with the pictures. This is commendable." "Among them, several students have made great progress, of which Wei Wuxue has made the greatest progress. We should learn from Wei Wuxue." Art teacher said, below, we are more and more sure, this time the first, must be Wei Wuxue. When the fine arts teacher who is not boasting easily is boasting in the face of the whole class, Wei Wuxue, at the moment, is a little fluttering in his heart. Mouth up, that is, can't help pride. At the moment, she enjoys the envious eyes of her classmates. "Teacher, I also have many deficiencies, I will continue to work hard." Wei Wuxue said, showing a not proud look.The art teacher nodded and gave a happy look. Next second, he turned. "Indeed, you have some shortcomings. In this regard, you should learn from Qiao xiaoclassmate with a heart and she has a lot of places to learn." "This time, I gave the highest score to the painting of Joe's little classmates." Quiet! There were still some noisy classrooms, and at this moment, they were quiet. All the people's expressions are almost the same, and they are dazzled. Everyone, by the art teacher, to make confused. This result, let people, drop glasses, can not be caught up. "Joe, this is the reward I promised. Come and take it." There's no movement. Joe was also stunned, and for a while, he didn't respond. "What are you doing, Little Joe, and don't reward?" See Joe stay a little, art teacher, gently patted the table, remind. "Oh, oh Yes, of course. " Joe reacted to it, and the whole man, as if he were dreaming, was dizzy and unreal. What is this development? Joe ran up the podium and took over the painting from the teacher. Some little happy, unexpected surprises. Looking at Joe's little stage and taking pictures, he just sneered at the girls who looked down on Joe's little, and stayed completely. Wei Wuxue, however, was completely stuck, a stiff face. "Well, everybody goes on with the class." After announcing the result, the art teacher was ready to leave the classroom. "Teacher, why is Joe getting the highest score, it is clear that you are still boasting that there is no snow." The girls, they refused to accept the cruel fact. "What, are you doubting my eyes?" The art teacher frowned and his eyes were stern. "No, No." The girls were frightened and they were afraid to speak. After the art teacher left, the classroom was in silence again. The girls, how unwilling to believe, was Joe little to get the first. One by one, the expression, as hard as eating flies. If someone is uncomfortable, there will be people happy. "Oh, this face, it hurts..." A quiet, Chu Mulan to those girls, suddenly hit their own palm. Then, it was exaggerating, shouting out, loud, afraid that others could not hear it. "Oh, my face, it really hurts..." Chu Mulan had a happy face, and couldn't see it at all. Her face hurt. Those girls, listen to Chu Mulan, one by one, angry to the explosion! www.mylovenovel.com , the fastest update of the webnovel!
