Chapter 26 The husband’s voice was cold and deep: “I am his husband.”
"teacher?"
The students nearby cautiously called out to Helan Si, who had looked so bright and handsome just now but now fell to the ground.
The floor of the art room was not very clean. Even though someone cleaned it every day, the paint dust still couldn't be washed off. If it was stepped on again and again, Helans's expensive clothes would be stained with it.
The art assistant hurriedly tried to help, but He Lans raised his hand to stop him. He supported his head and chuckled, "It's okay, don't worry."
In fact, no one was worried about him. His laughter was very creepy. Each one was as quiet as a chicken.
He Lans stood up gracefully, stood up straight, dusted himself off, and glanced coldly at Tian Ruan.
Tian Ruan looked at him with the whorl of hair on her head, her face purer and whiter than a lotus.
He Lans laughed angrily: "My classmate, won't you apologize to me?"
Tian Ruan: "...I'm sorry, my legs are too long and I accidentally kicked over the bucket."
As soon as he finished speaking, the girl next to him burst out laughing, then realized something was wrong and quickly shut her mouth.
Hollands: "If the legs are too long, cut them off with an electric saw. If you can't do it, I can help you."
Everyone: “…” He Lan Si was indeed as cruel as the rumors said.
He Lansi, this madman, could do anything. Tian Ruan was a little scared, but he didn't regret it. He said, "Your legs are quite long. Why don't you saw them off and show me a demonstration?"
He Lan Si narrowed his eyes, not knowing what tickled his funny bone, and suddenly he laughed out loud: "I was just teasing you, but you took it seriously?"
He walked back to the podium and operated the computer to find painters related to the painting theme of this class and began to introduce them.
He Lans explained the painter's life and major works clearly and logically. As a substitute teacher, he was quite competent.
Tian Ruan squeezed out bright yellow and indigo pigments on the palette and mixed them into different shades of green, and then...it looked good on the palette, but became a mess when it came to the drawing paper.
Tian Ruan looked at the classmates around him, most of them were the same as him.
A boy shouted: "Teacher, this is too difficult. We were still drawing apples in the last class."
Helansi: "Only those who endure the most hardships can become the best."
“……”There is reason to suspect that he was venting his anger.
No one dared to complain, and they just worked on the drawing paper - which was actually just graffiti.
He Lans walked up to Tian Ruan and glanced at him: "Are you drawing a pig?"
Tian Ruan: “…This is a cat.”
"A pretty fat cat with a pig nose, and it's green."
Tian Ruan was so angry that he painted it into a hat.
Hollands laughed and said, "You should really let someone see that you drew a green hat."
Tian Ruan looked at him with a look that said "what do you care?"
He Lans laughed and actually took a photo and sent it to Yu Jingmo.
Tian Ruan: “!!!”
So after receiving Tian Ruan’s “SOS”, Yu Jingmo received a gouache painting of a cuckold.
Helansi: Your wife drew this, very creative/smile
Yu Jingmo: “…”
Tian Ruan glared at He Lans angrily.
This touched a nerve in Helans, and he laughed so hard that his body shook. The students around him looked over at him. They were already speculating that this unfamiliar new student knew the substitute teacher and that there was some grudge between them.
Art class is supposed to be relaxing, but after this class, everyone felt depressed.
As Tian Ruan walked back to the classroom, she complained to Yu Jingmo: He Lans became my art teacher. That hat was an accident. I originally wanted to draw a cat, but he said it looked like a pig.
Yu Jingmo: Helans majored in fine arts and has a better vision than you.
Tian Ruan: ...Humph!
Yu Jingmo could imagine the angry white face of the young man on the other end of the phone. He couldn't help but curl the corners of his lips and typed: What did you do to him? He doesn't look like the type to bite randomly.
Tian Ruan honestly admitted: I wet his shoes and apologized.
Yu Jingmo: An apology won’t save my face, so let him be.
Tian Ruan: What should I do then? /Crying
Yu Jingmo couldn't help laughing: Send me a selfie.
Tian Ruan:?
Although he was confused, Tian Ruan still stood still, turned on the front camera, took a selfie with the Sports and Arts Building as the background, and sent it over.
The young man in the photo has a glowing white face, without any decoration, bright eyes and an ignorant expression.
Yu Jingmo admired it for a while and set it as the lock screen of his phone.
Tian Ruan: Mr. Yu?
Yu Jingmo: I didn’t cry.
Tian Ruan: ...
Yu Jingmo: He doesn’t dare to do anything at school. I’ll pick you up after school.
Tian Ruan was relieved: Yes!
Yu Jingmo put down his phone and thought that if things continued like this, Tian Ruan would probably get bored of campus life in less than a month, and he would then be able to take her back to the manor to take better care of her.
As for Hollands, he has plenty of time to apply pressure.
Either bankruptcy or financing, smart people will choose the latter.
Tian Ruan returned to Class 1, and Yu Shang happened to walk in. He immediately stepped forward to remind him: "Someone is coveting Lu Qiuyan."
Yu Shang looked a little strange: "You mean during the flag-raising ceremony?"
"In art class."
"who?"
"Holanth."
“…”
Tian Ruan didn't say much, but with Yu Shang's intelligence, he would soon notice it. Telling him now can serve as a precaution.
The last class in the afternoon was geography. Tian Ruan climbed up to the fourth floor, found Geography Class 3, and sat down in a random seat at the back.
There was one minute left before class started. A tall boy with a clear face sat down at the desk to his right. He looked like a sunny and cheerful young man.
"Hello, my name is Zhou Tianshu." The boy greeted Tian Ruan generously, "What about you?"
Tian Ruan was stunned for a while, trying to think whether there was a person named Zhou Tianshu in the original text.
"Classmate?" Zhou Tianshu waved his hand in front of him.
Tian Ruan came back to his senses and confirmed that there was no such person as Zhou Tianshu, so he was just an unimportant background NPC of this Deyin High School. Tian Ruan didn't mind meeting such a classmate and said, "Hello, my name is Tian Ruan."
"Tian Ruan?" Zhou Tianshu looked at Tian Ruan's face and said with a smile, "As expected, the name suits the person."
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Then the bell rang and the class officially began.
In class, the geography teacher asked students to draw the karst landforms. This again stumped Tian Ruan, so he just drew wavy lines with a pencil. The reason why aristocratic schools are more expensive than ordinary schools is that teachers always let students do it and never gloss over it.
For example, in order to verify the current season, the teacher will organize an outing; in order to explain the origin of a stone, the teacher will personally lead the students to the mine to pick up stones; in order to make history more intuitive, the teacher will take students to historical sites from time to time.
He taught by example and achieved this to the extreme at Deyin High School.
This was a tough situation for Tian Ruan, who had poor hands-on skills. He was a good student and his education had been based on rote memorization, three years of college entrance exams and five years of simulations.
The geography teacher was explaining while checking everyone's drawings.
Tian Ruan looked at the lines all over the paper in despair. At this moment, his homework book was taken away by Zhou Tianshu and replaced with his own.
Tian Ruan looked at him puzzledly.
Zhou Tianshu smiled and whispered, "I'll draw it for you."
When the teacher checked the last row, Zhou Tianshu had already quickly drawn another one. The teacher nodded and said, "Both are good."
Tian Ruan felt guilty, as this was his first time "cheating", although it was not his initiative.
After class, Tian Ruan returned the homework book, asked for his own, and said, "Thank you."
"It's nothing." Zhou Tianshu said, "I'm from Class 8, how about you?"
"Class 1."
"The student council president is in Class 1. Has he taught you?"
"No."
"What a shame, he's number one in the school."
"Um."
Zhou Tianshu scratched his head and said, "My grades are actually pretty good. If you don't mind, you can come to me."
Tian Ruan: "Why look for you? Studying is my own business."
“…”
Their eyes met, and Zhou Tianshu said shyly: "What I mean is, if you don't know how to do it, you can come to me."
Tian Ruan has always been independent in learning, so he said without hesitation: "If you don't know, you can ask the teacher, or you can look it up on the Internet."
"……All right."
Tian Ruan returned to Class 1 in confusion, packed his schoolbag and headed straight for the school gate - Yu Jingmo said he would come to pick him up.
Where is the Yu family car?
Since Yu Shang didn't lead the way, Tian Ruan suddenly became a person with poor sense of direction. Looking at the rows of luxury cars, his eyes were dazzled. He hates "exactly the same" things the most, whether it's space or objects, as long as there are too many of them, he will be confused.
How do those young masters and young ladies who can find their own cars in an instant do it?
"Tian Ruan?"
Tian Ruan turned around and saw Zhou Tianshu.
"What a coincidence! Are you looking for your car?" Zhou Tianshu asked with uncontrollable joy.
"Um."
"Call the driver and check."
"I don't have the driver's phone number."
"What brand and color is the car? I'll help you find it."
"I'm not sure. He might pick me up in a different car."
Zhou Tianshu was secretly surprised: "I didn't expect you to be so rich."
Tian Ruan: "It's not my money."
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While he was talking, a tall and straight figure caught Tian Ruan's attention, and his eyes lit up: "Mr. Yu!"
Yu Jingmo is usually low-key, and not everyone knows him, including Zhou Tianshu. He only saw a mature, steady and cold figure standing next to the Bentley, coming towards this side.
With his superior height, good looks, and strong aura, the surroundings became much quieter from the moment he appeared.
Zhou Tianshu frowned and watched Tian Ruan run over and talk to the man. An idea formed in his mind -
Tian Ruan turned around and said politely, "Goodbye, classmate Zhou. I'm going home."
"Wait a minute." Zhou Tianshu walked over and looked between the two men, "Is this gentleman your father?"
Tian Ruan: “…”
Yu Jingmo: “…”
Tian Ruan hurriedly said, "No."
Zhou Tianshu: "Is it my brother?"
Tian Ruan: “Not really.”
Zhou Tianshu: "That's the sponsor."
Tian Ruan: “Ah?”
Yu Jingmo's face was visibly frozen. He put his arm around Tian Ruan's shoulders, pulled her into his arms, and said in a cold voice, "I'm his husband."
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