Shen Shaojuai: I'm sorry I love you too much

Except for the teacher, all the students in the group use nicknames.

Ye Xingyi didn't know who this classmate who helped him was, so he asked Jiang Mier: "Who is this person named Xingkong from last night?"
Jiang Mier blushed and explained nervously: "Yes, it was me. I sent it on my brother's account. He has already graduated."

It turned out that she helped him, Ye Xingyi smiled at her, feeling very grateful.Is this school still alive?
Then, she waited patiently.

How about 5 minutes later?

The classroom was indeed full, but everyone looked at Ye Xingyi as if they were enemies.

Ye Xingyi pretended that he hadn't seen it, took out the roll call book and started to roll the roll.

It was better than she imagined. There were 32 people in the class, and 28 came.

Among the people who didn't come, there was one person that impressed Ye Xingyi because he was Wu Dan's son Xu Ge.

This kid doesn't come to class, does her mother know?
She decided to talk to Xu Ge when school was over. It was class time, so don't think about anything else.

"Cough cough." Ye Xingyi coughed dryly twice.

With a cold face, she scanned the students below who were not convinced by her, and slowly opened her mouth: "I can understand your feelings."

"Since teacher, if you understand, then let us go back." She didn't say a word, and when she understood, she saw a boy sitting at the door interrupting her.

His name is Chu Andong, and he is the boy who pissed off Ye Xingyi and chewed gum in class.

Ye Xingyi looked at him, his face as dark as the bottom of a pot, and his words were heavy.

She said sternly: "Student Chu Andong, do you know how to write the four words of respecting the teacher?"

Chu Andong raised his head and said provocatively, "I won't!"

Ye Xingyi smiled. From Chu Andong's point of view, he found it ironic.

Immediately said again: "What the hell are you laughing at?"

Ye Xingyi immediately stopped laughing, and said coldly: "I laugh at you because you can't even write the words "respect the teacher and be respectful, and you have the nerve to skip class every day."

Her words were like a slap on Chu Andong's face, and his face suddenly turned pale with anger.

He misinterpreted the gazes of other students as looking at him as a joke.

He looked at Ye Xingyi viciously, and said: "If you want me to respect you, do you deserve it? You are just a substitute teacher, do you really think you are a high-tech person? You just came here, and you don't want to do anything." Find out the situation, my nanny is probably better than the teacher!"

What he said later was affirmed by other students.

These children are very proud, and the family is willing to spend money to hire teachers for them, and what's more, they may even find a relationship to let them worship a master of Chinese painting like Mr. Zhao Lishi as a teacher.

It is normal for them to look down on the level of substitute teachers.

It's a pity that what they met was Ye Xingyi's. Ye Xingyi's level can be said to be superior to everyone in City B.

Ye Xingyi understood the sensitive age of their formal puberty, so she didn't mind if they questioned her ability.

What does bother her is that they are not polite.

"Okay, then you can call your nanny over, I don't mind comparing with her." Ye Xing said.

"You!" Chu Andong was blocked and speechless.

He didn't expect Ye Xingyi to say that at all. His nanny did know how to draw a little bit by ear, but it was impossible for him to really call someone over.

He held his breath and said sarcastically, "Compete with an uneducated nanny from the countryside, thanks to you agreeing."

Ye Xingyi felt a little speechless, he was the one who brought it up first, but he beat him back.

"Why can't I agree? Art has no borders. Even a beggar on the side of the road, as long as he paints well, I will admire him."

Ye Xingyi vaguely felt that there was something wrong with what he said, but he couldn't figure out what was wrong for a while, so he let it go.

She pursed her lips, feeling that it was wrong for a teacher to be angry with students.

She thought about it seriously, and said: "I don't care what you think, since I am your teacher for a day, then you have to follow my rules. From now on, my classes must start and end on time."

Her words caused the students below to revolt.

"Quiet!" She suppressed their conversation loudly, and said with a straight face: "Listen to me, if you don't want to take my class, I won't force you. Let your parents come and tell me, as long as they agree, From now on, I will no longer care about your business."

The voice of the protest below was much quieter.

Obviously they dare not confront their parents.

Ye Xingyi was a little satisfied, and she continued: "As for you questioning my strength, you think I'm not good at class. You can go to the principal and let him expel me."

When he said this, Ye Xingyi took a special look at Chu Andong.

Chu Andong looked at her with fire in his eyes.

After a long time, someone whispered unwillingly: "Do you really think we dare not?"

Because of Ye Xingyi's strong announcement just now, the classroom was much quieter, so this sentence was relatively clear.

Ye Xingyi smiled instead of anger, and said, "I'm afraid you won't dare."

She smiled clearly, but the students below felt a burst of terror and thought in unison in their hearts.

This time, they got a good teacher, and there was no chance to skip class and play video games.

"Okay, that's all I said. Next, let's start class."

Ye Xingyi was satisfied to see the look of resignation on the students' faces, and started class with a smile.

"Yesterday we taught you the theoretical knowledge of layer dyeing and spot dyeing watercolor techniques. Today we officially started to practice. Everyone looked at the starry sky map on the left. This painting is very..."

The students below looked at the painting that Ye Xingyi brought to the side in unison. Everyone didn't pay attention before, but now everyone's eyes were amazing.

Ye Xingyi spoke at the top, and the students below started whispering in low voices.

"Oh my God! Whose work is it that draws so well? It's simply a master class!"

"Yeah, it's even better than the teacher my mother hired for me."

"Don't tell me, it's the work of this substitute teacher."

"I heard from Jiang Mier and the others that she painted it."

"Really? She has this ability."

"I do not know!"

……

"Have you talked enough?" Ye Xingyi shouted under his anger.

These children are too much, she lectures above, and they chat below, the voice of chatting almost overwhelms the voice of her lecture.

There was an instant silence below.

Seeing that they were honest, Ye Xingyi continued to lecture, "Okay, next I will give you..."

"Teacher, did you draw that starry sky?" Someone raised his hand and asked.

Ye Xingyi turned her head and looked at the past. She thought it was a somewhat familiar face when she called the roll call, but she couldn't remember where she had seen her before.

She calmed down and replied: "I drew it, student She Min, what do you want to say?"

She Min blushed slightly, and said, "I, I'm just curious, teacher, can you draw it again?"

Hearing her call her teacher, Ye Xingyi's mood improved a lot.

She glanced at the other students, seeming to want to see them all. She thought that if this is the case, then she should show her strength, lest they really underestimate her.

"Okay!" Ye Xingyi agreed.

She looked at the time on the wall, and it was getting late, so she had to do her best.

She thought for a while, glanced at the eagerly awaited students below, and said, "Jiang Mier, come here and help the teacher color."

"Um, yes." Jiang Mier flatteredly agreed, and hurriedly walked over from her seat.

Even with Jiang Mier's help, there is still not enough time.

Once Ye Xingyi entered the state of painting, she would be extremely focused. After the bell rang for the end of get out of class, she continued to immerse herself in painting as if she hadn't heard it.

As for the students surrounded by her, everyone's eyes showed expressions of sincere admiration.

Ye Xingyi's level of watercolor painting completely shocked them.

When she was drawing the whole process, she didn't even look at the painting next to her, but she was able to draw the exact same starry sky according to her memory.

If you didn't see it with your own eyes, others might not believe it.

The bell for the next class soon rang.

Jiang Mier glanced at the students who had not left around Teacher Ye, and thought that there would be fewer students who skipped classes and left early.

She was really happy for Teacher Ye.

By the time Ye Xingyi had finished drawing, more than half of the second class had passed.

She painted the last stroke, stood up and stretched her limbs briefly.

"Teacher, you are too powerful."

"Ms. Ye, I didn't come yesterday, can you explain the technique again?"

"Yes, yes, sir, we want to hear."

……

Ye Xingyi heard them arguing about learning, and thought that it was important to show his strength.

And these students are actually quite cute.

They just don't recognize you. Once recognized, it's still easy to learn.

"Okay, I'll talk about it again, everyone sit back." Ye Xingyi said.

This time everyone was very obedient and sat back in their seats one after another, looking at Ye Xingyi with curiosity and admiration in his eyes.

Of course, there are still a few who still have malicious intentions, but Ye Xingyi automatically chooses to ignore them.

With the cooperation of the students, Ye Xingyi's class was much easier.

She quickly finished her two morning classes.

After class, many students came to the office to ask Ye Xingyi.

The students were actually very gossipy, and in just one morning, through word of mouth, the story of Ye Xingyi intimidating the students spread throughout the campus.

Most people in the school know that there is a very beautiful and strong watercolor teacher in the art class.

Although I brought a child to class, but the child is beautiful and cute like a little angel in Greek mythology.

Ye Xingyi became the most popular teacher in an instant.

Unexpectedly, even Xiao Bo Ting became a hot seller. After hearing this, students from the Department of Oil Painting and Sketching came to Ye Xingyi and begged her to lend Xiao Bo Ting to them as a model.

After getting their reassurance that they would send Xiao Bo Ting back intact, Ye Xingyi reluctantly let the oil painting department take Xiao Bo Ting away first.

Ye Xingyi had a class in the afternoon. Not long after she sat down, Wu Dan came to find her.

She asked worriedly: "Xing Yi, what happened? The principal asked me to ask you to go to his office."