Su Changfeng paused, looked into Zhu Yourong's eyes and said, "Oh, there is really nothing we can do about him. He has made people stupid by learning to draw. Please don't blame Mr. Zhu."

Zhu Yourong shook his head, "Mr. Su has said it before, but I don't think so. Fellow Taoist Duan can bluntly say that he likes sex, but he is a man of temperament. Besides, the mountains, water, and people are all beautiful things in the world, and they are all beautiful in the eyes of an excellent painter."

It’s beauty that treats everyone equally, so it’s understandable that you can’t help yourself.”

She turned to look at the bald painter, who was more than nine feet tall, and suddenly smiled, "Being a painter is a very delicate job, no less than calligraphy. A close friend of mine said this: There is a strong heart.

Tiger, smell the rose carefully. I think this word is the best way to describe fellow Taoist Duan!"

"With a tiger in your heart, smell the rose carefully..." Duan Jiuling muttered and his eyes lit up!

The next second, Su Changfeng and Duan Jiuling almost said in unison: "Who is Mr. Zhu's close friend?"

However, their expressions were different. The former had a calm expression, while the latter had a curious expression.

"A certain junior brother." Zhu Yourong smiled faintly and didn't say much.

Su Changfeng and Duan Jiuling looked at each other and saw that it was inappropriate to ask further questions, so they had to give up.

Not in the future... A certain female gentleman who made a 'brother' out of nothing added in his mind.

Later, when Meng Zhengjun stood up, it seemed that the three of them didn't talk much. After saying a few polite words, they returned to their seats to correct their papers.

Zhu Yourong smiled inwardly when he saw that after passing out a meal of pastries, his goal of getting to know his colleagues had been achieved, which also paved the way for him to later ask them to take care of someone in class.

In a good mood, she turned around and started grading the remaining papers.

On the other side, the bookboy who Meng Zhengjun ordered to deliver the message also arrived outside Suixing Hall. Inside the hall, a certain Assistant Teacher Zhao was giving a calligraphy class on his behalf...

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Chapter completed!