When I woke up, it was dawn and my phone rang.

The pillow next to her was moist and she was sweating all over.

There was no one on the bed, and I guess my boyfriend Mu Rufeng had already left.

I got up, took a sip of water, and saw the sticky notes on the table.

"I'll go to the army first. Remember to have a meal and your boyfriend stays."

Yiqiao took the post-it note, looked at it, and pasted the thing on the refrigerator.

I read the text message I just arrived.

Yiqiao was stunned.

My sister Yu Luoluo said that she would go to the Academy of Fine Arts to attend classes.

The text message has an address attached.

Yiqiao suddenly realized.

Just clean up, put on nude makeup, and go out.

Until he drove to the college, Yu Luoluo stood at the school gate waiting for her.

Yiqiao ran out and locked the car, "Luoluo, I found the job so quickly." He looked at the watch, "It's still so early!"

"Oh, that's it." Yu Luoluo grabbed Yiqiao's wrist, "This teacher cares about his students, so he wants to see if you have the ability first. Only with the ability can he feel at ease."

Yiqiao felt bored, "Then why did this teacher leave?"

"Oh, his wife seems to be pregnant, so he wants to take a leave and leave. You go to substitute class." Yu Luoluo walked on the road and gave a rough explanation, "Sister, I heard that the class is full of very powerful art students, with bad tempers, and rich second-generations. You have to be careful."

Yiqiao smiled embarrassedly, "What does this matter?"

"It's a big deal, I'm worried that you won't be able to hold them back." Yu Luoluo expressed his concern, and then stroked his forehead. "But if my sister can't handle it, remember to tell me that I'll quit you."

"Ha, it sounds so difficult." Yi Qiao rubbed her nails, "and scared me a little."

"No matter what, you can try it first." Yu Luoluo anxiously pushed Yiqiao upstairs.

Yiqiao patted Yu Luoluo's wrist and said calmly, "Since we have already thought about the road, why are we so nervous to do? Isn't it a break? Head, the stage?"

I patted my skirt and walked slowly up the stairs.

As soon as he reached the corner, Yu Luoluo pointed, "Sister, here is it."

"Oh." Yi Qiao'ang walked in with his chest straight, "Then I'll go."

As soon as the people entered, the teachers and students' eyes gathered on Yiqiao. For a moment, there were a lot of discussion below.

Earlier, magazines and news media have broadcasted the matter about Yiqiao.

They were very curious about Yiqiao, and of course, what was more shocking was that they now were more beautiful than in TV magazines.

But the teacher on the stage stared at Yiqiao intently.

He knew Yiqiao.

But he had no enthusiasm at all.

With a cold face, he stepped forward, "How can this lady draw?"

Yiqiao is not proud or humble, "I graduated from the Academy of Fine Arts. This is a major, I think I can do it."

"Is that so, can you let everyone see your abilities?" The teacher stepped down from the stands with a cold expression, "Miss draw a picture for me?"

Yiqiao grinned and his eyes fell down to the stands.

Some students actually think that Yiqiao is afraid because of their arrogance.

In fact, Yiqiao is observing.

After observing for twenty minutes, Yiqiao began to write.

Looking at the outline, she was drawing a person.

A student.

In the stands, a relatively handsome student among the rich second generation.

After half an hour of painting, Yiqiao put down the chalk, "Don't you know if this is OK?"

The details are handled in place, and the expression is natural. The picture is neat and chalk, but the layers are clear.

He hugged his arms and admitted Yiqiao's ability, "Then Miss, please, my student." He bowed and left with his briefcase.

The students in the stands chased them out regardless of the occasion.

Yiqiao looked at it, said nothing, just sat in the classroom waiting.

No one was left in the classroom.

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The boy looked very gentle.

Seeing Yi Qiaobai walking bored to the window and looking at the large playground outside, he was a little surprised, "Teacher, why didn't you call them just now?"

Yiqiao asked, "Why should I call them?"

"It's during class, and they left the classroom without saying hello. This is a very disrespectful behavior!" The man smiled with his cheeks, "If you indulge them like this, be careful that they will not accept you."

"The teacher had to meet me before leaving just now. Do you know why?" Yiqiao asked with a smile on his own initiative.

"I want to hand over the teacher in person!" the boy guessed.

"No." Yiqiao shook his head and shrugged helplessly, "I haven't received any job, except for the words that I'm going to take you out of my heart. So, the reason why your teacher asked me to come early in the morning was probably to test whether I have the ability. He is so responsible to the students. Is it wrong for the students to see you off when he leaves?"

This question was stumped by the male classmate.

"So why is the teacher so calm now?" the boy joked, "Don't you do some preparation?"

Yiqiao looked out the window and smiled unconsciously.

The smile was very shallow, "You teachers were willing to hand you over to me just now, which means he recognized my ability. Since the dust has settled, why did I pretend to be panicked or even falsely start preparing as soon as I came here. Isn't this asking for trouble?" She walked over and knocked her fingers on the table, "On this first day, I think what I need to see is your ability. Of course... accept my ability."

The boy smiled more adorable, "What if he doesn't accept you, teacher?"

"Don't accept it?" Yiqiao was able to deal with these sudden problems. "You also know that if my ability is not recognized and I am snatched by your students. I'm afraid I can only let your teachers down. After all, I am a woman and can't stand the so-called bullying. Although I can fight back, can you bear it? The teacher beats the students and doesn't know how to write the news?"

After hearing this, the boy couldn't help but be happy, "Teacher, are you really interesting?"

"Isn't it...real?" Yi Qiao retorted.

"Haha, it's quite solid." The boy grinned, stood up, walked to Yiqiao's side, and looked at Yiqiao up and down, "Teacher, you look much better than a TV."

"Thank you." Yiqiao smiled foolishly.

Yu Luoluo hurried into the classroom, "Sister, the students have all gone to see the teacher, you still don't care. Class is now in class."

Yiqiao spread his hands, "I just came here, I have no status, I can't control it."

"But the Dean is here."

"Farewell is a painful thing, so those students must go through this hurdle by themselves." Yiqiao analyzed frankly, "Luoluo, okay, you go and do it first. I'll try it today?"

Trying it doesn’t mean that Yiqiao has no confidence.

But she never struggles with things that she can't do.

Change the direction and start again.

"Luoluo, listen to me, go busy, don't worry."

"But sister, do you don't want this job anymore?" Yu Luoluo was anxious.

Forced to the point of being helpless, Yiqiao had to go down to the playground to take a look.

The dean had already followed him and urged in his hoarse voice, "Okay, go to class soon. Teacher Liu is gone, it's not that he won't be back. Today, the new teacher is here to take the first class, why are you running around?!"

Teacher Liu also persuaded him sadly.

Finally, Yiqiao appeared, looked at Teacher Liu, smiled, and nodded again.

The students sent Teacher Liu out of the school gate and then lazily returned to the classroom.

Yiqiao followed behind him.

The male student appeared again.

"Teacher, who is the one you are drawing on the blackboard?"

"Who?" Yiqiao asked suspiciously, touching her chin.

"Whoever is the most handsome one, I will draw?" Yiqiao joked.

Walking dullly on the stairs, the boy who didn't want to talk finally spoke, "Is this kind of hobby for the teacher?"

Ask the Qiao asked,

"Hostiness?"
To be continued...