Cute sweetheart: Master Devil bullies the upper body

Chapter 88: I Give You to Me on My Birthday 9

Chapter 88: I Give You to Me on My Birthday 9
Jiang Huai looked at the hung up phone, thoughtful, which guy it is, he must know him, and he can judge from the guy's tone.

"You Jiaran, why are you here?" Zhuang Yang saw You Jiaran sitting on the sofa as soon as he came in from the door. He didn't see him coming in just now, and he saw him holding his mobile phone, so he asked again : "Why are you holding my cell phone, is someone calling?"

You Jiaran put down the phone: "No, I didn't wear a watch today, and it just so happened that my phone ran out of battery, I just wanted to check what time it is." These words were calm and calm, without any panic, and Zhuang Yang had no doubts.

"Since you're here, help me arrange the rose wall."

"Okay, I was here to help you." You Jiaran added in his heart, "It's no wonder!", it took a lot of thought to become friends, and we can't give up all our efforts.

The sophomore year was considered a relatively easy year, two days passed quickly, classes, eating, watching dramas and chatting passed away.

Wednesday is Jiang Yue's birthday. By some strange coincidence, Jiang Yue put on the sexy lingerie purchased collectively in the dormitory last time. At that time, they agreed that they would wear it to her boyfriend when she had a boyfriend. Could it be that she subconsciously wanted to wear it? Show Jiang Huai?Thinking of this possibility, Jiang Yue felt that she was too unrestrained.

In short, it has already been put on, and Jiang Yue doesn't want to change it to cover up.

For the elective course of film and television art, Jiang Yue sat in a relatively front seat. She quite liked this elective course, and the teacher's lectures were more interesting.

Feng Yuxin, Liu Duoduo, and Zhou Xi sat behind Jiang Yue. The reason they sat so far ahead was nothing but Zhang Sizhong, the teacher who taught the course.

The teacher is very young, tall and handsome, and he is a guest lecturer of University B. His other identity is Zhang Huasheng's son. No one knows what background Zhang Huasheng is in. He only knows that he is given some face in both the political and business circles.

Zhang Huasheng was born in film, and Zhang Sizhong is also interested in this, so he can be regarded as a cutting-edge filmmaker.

At this moment, the teacher looked at Jiang Yue again as he was talking, because he had asked questions before, and found that this student really liked this class, rather than having other purposes like some other students.

"Did you see that? The teacher is looking at Jiang Yue again! She looks very pure, but she can be seductive!" Liu Duoduo quietly whispered to Feng Yuxin.

Feng Yuxin frowned. It is said that Teacher Zhang will not teach this class next semester. She just wants to develop something before he leaves. Beautiful women are always blindly confident. She doesn't believe that the teacher is not tempted, but Jiang Yue is really too I hate it, the teacher seems to only pay attention to her.

At the same time, Jiang Yue just answered a question: "The environment modeling of the American film "Birdman" is also typical.

"Birdman" used his reluctance to talk to people as a way of fighting against society and was locked up in a mental hospital for treatment.

The environment puts "Birdman" in a ward with iron windows. Outside the window is the vast blue sky and white pigeons flying freely. The reality of his distress and the free world he yearns for are sharply contrasted from the environment. , the shape of the environment has a symbolic meaning. "

"Well, very good, all the students should learn from Jiang Yue." Zhang Sizhong nodded frequently.

Jiang Yue was very guilty. She learned well only because she was interested in this course, and everything else was a mess. . .

 Ask for a collection and recommendation ticket. . . .

  


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