Love-brained rebirth breaks off the engagement, and Master Shen who ignored her goes crazy

Chapter 58 No One Cares

The news that Song Qingyu was a candidate for further studies abroad spread like wildfire.

Most people were happy for her.

But some people are still unhappy about this matter.

"Teacher Chu, why haven't you gone to eat yet?"

In the studio.

A woman with short hair was painting, and there were a lot of drawings piled up under her feet.

Ning Yueqi walked over and asked with concern.

Chu Lin turned around and glanced at her.

When he found out it was a student from his class, he said calmly, "I'm not hungry yet, you go first."

Ning Yueqi didn't leave.

Putting the sandwich he brought on the table, he said, "Teacher, remember to eat. I know you are working hard for a place to study abroad, but you can't ignore your health."

Chu Lin looked at the sandwich, then at Ning Yueqi.

The vigilance in his eyes faded a little: "Thank you."

"Actually, I feel bad for Teacher Chu. You've been teaching art for five years, and Teacher Song has only been here for a few months, but you're the most popular candidate... No matter what, I still think Teacher Chu will win."

Yes.

She has been an art teacher for five years.

And after Song Qingyu came.

Very few people attend her class.

Song Qingyu's class was overcrowded.

She also became some kind of "Internet celebrity teacher". She prepared for lessons until one or two in the morning, but no one was interested in all the knowledge she wanted to share.

The more you think.

Chu Lin felt more and more sad.

"What can I say? Isn't it because I am not as skilled as others?"

Chu Lin laughed at herself.

Ning Yueqi quickly explained: "No, Teacher Chu may not know Teacher Xiao Song's family background... I heard that Teacher Xiao Song's parents are very rich. Maybe it's because of this matter..."

She hesitated.

The implication is obvious.

"I have something else to do, so I won't bother Teacher Chu anymore. I'll leave first."

As if she was afraid of saying something wrong, Ning Yueqi lowered her head and ran out.

Chu Lin was left sitting alone in the studio.

There is money at home.

Can you do whatever you want?

Grab someone else's spot?

I exerted too much force with my hand without realizing it and the paintbrush broke.

click-

The paintbrush in Song Qingyu's hand also broke at the same time.

"what happened?"

Lin Yixuan heard the voice and looked over.

Song Qingyu glanced at the paintbrush that fell on the ground and suppressed her uneasiness: "It's nothing, maybe the paintbrush has been used for a long time and the quality is not good."

"Tomorrow is the first round of assessment, don't make any mistakes."

For the first time ever, Lin Yixiuan acted like a senior brother.

"Know it."

Song Qingyu nodded and continued painting.

In fact, the assessment is no longer about drawing skills, but more about personal understanding and future planning.

But it is a big deal after all.

Song Qingyu wanted to calm down her nervousness by painting.

The next morning.

The first round of assessment arrived as scheduled.

There are five candidates in total, and Song Qingyu ranks third. The person ahead of her happens to be another teacher in the Art Department. She has heard of the name, Chu Lin, but she is not familiar with her.

When she came, Chu Lin was sitting opposite her.

Their eyes met, and just as Song Qingyu was about to say hello, Chu Lin had already withdrawn her gaze. Her smile froze on the corner of Song Qingyu's mouth. She touched her nose in boredom and prepared to introduce herself.

soon.

The first one went in, the second one went in...

Soon.

Chu Lin went in.

And this time.

It actually took almost an hour.

at last.

After about an hour, Chu Lin came out and it was Song Qingyu's turn to go in.

In the conference room.

There are five school leaders, and except for the principal, she has never met the other shareholders.

"Hello, school leaders. My name is Song Qingyu——"

Song Qingyu introduced herself gracefully.

"Teacher Xiao Song, I've heard of your name."

One of them, a leader wearing black-framed glasses, knocked on the table and said, "He's very famous online, and he even has his own Weibo account with millions of fans."

When this was suddenly mentioned, Song Qingyu pursed her lips and smiled, not knowing what he was going to say.

"but."

The smile behind the black-framed glasses gradually faded.

"School is a place to learn, not a place to become an internet celebrity. If I let you study abroad, I really can't guarantee that you will concentrate on your studies abroad. You will still take this opportunity to stir up public opinion abroad and attract some fans for yourself."

Except for the principal who was more familiar with Professor Sun, the other leaders all showed expressions of agreement on their faces.

Song Qingyu's heart gradually sank.

"besides--"

The man obviously had no intention of letting her go.

"You have only been teaching at the school for a few months, and it is hard to believe that you can be allowed to study abroad like this."

"Yes."

“I also think there are too many qualified teachers.”

There was a buzz of discussion.

Song Qingyu's hands tightened and tightened. As if she was going all in, she raised her eyebrows and looked at the person who was speaking.

"I'm sorry, there may be some misunderstanding."

She still had a smile on her face, as if this incident had not affected her mood at all.

"Regarding the issue of my personal account, as a teacher, my personal account has not brought any negative impact on my work, and my personal account was exposed by me as a victim."

"If it's the victim-blaming theory, I won't state the facts any more."

After all, she grew up in pampering.

Song Qingyu also has his own temper.

She couldn't possibly allow others to bully her, even if they were so-called "leaders".

The man didn't expect Song Qingyu to be so tough, and his chest tightened.

"After all, it's not good—"

"I don't know where the bad things about the leaders come from. According to statistics, my account has attracted a lot of applicants to the school. Here are the data."

Song Qingyu took out the document and placed both hands on the leader's desk.

The leaders were all stunned.

I never expected that Song Qingyu would even prepare this.

They looked through the information.

really.

The number of applicants to the Department of Fine Arts has reached the highest level in nearly ten years.

"As for the question of qualifications..."

Song Qingyu sighed, "I know I am young and experienced. If possible, I can study at my own expense. As for this quota, the leaders can also give it to someone you think has enough experience."

lead:"……"

People say they can study at their own expense, so what else can they say?

Moreover.

Is it really possible for people to study at their own expense? Doesn't this just mean that the school is stingy and is limiting the qualifications of its students?

Thirty minutes later.

Song Qingyu left the meeting room.

"How about it?!"

Lin Yixiuan had been waiting outside.

When he saw her coming out, he immediately went to greet her and was even more nervous than Song Qingyu, who was also attending.

"The first round—"

Song Qingyu kept the secret, glanced at Chu Lin beside her, and took out the card.

"pass."

"Girl, I thought..."

Lin Yixiuan didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

Chu Lin's expression also changed. She bit her lower lip and fled.

"What happened to Teacher Chu?"