Li Xiaojing followed Jiang Nanmei's words and took off her school uniform shirt in front of everyone, revealing only her beautiful and attractive upper body and her noble back.
But what this jade back brings to everyone is not amazement, but fright: scars, burns, and whippings. Even though a long time has passed, these scars have still not fully recovered.
Of course Xia Yu did too, but Xia Yu was not as courageous as Jiang Nanmei and dared to leave permanent injuries.
After all, no matter how cruel she is, she is still afraid of going to jail, but Jiang Nanmei is not afraid at all.
Because Jiang Nanmei has a capable management company, some students called the police to express their grievances for the students who were bullied by Jiangnan Mei.
As a result, the boy's family was in a state of turmoil. Moreover, in the entire society, almost all the media reported overwhelmingly that the boy was because he failed to woo Gangnam Mi, and fabricated the facts, saying that he was the bully and that he was the one who threatened the girl and made this scene. As a result, the boy and the girl who was bullied were "voluntarily expelled from school" and issued an open letter to apologize to Jiang Nanmi.
Are rich people great? The boy's family is also very rich, but in Hong Kong, money alone is useless, you must also have power. Having money but no power is like a fat sheep waiting to be slaughtered. For Jiang Nanmei, the so-called justice is not only late, but also often absent.
The same goes for Xiaojing.
From the first day she was bullied, she already knew the consequences of resisting. Resistance was useless, and calling the police was futile. So she chose to be patient, chose to keep things quiet, and let Li Moyan think that Jiang Nanmei was her good brother for the rest of his life.
Jiang Nanmei looked at her former masterpiece with satisfaction. He signaled the thugs to stand behind Xia Yu, Guo Dong, and Tan Qingli as a threat, forcing her to take off her school skirt as well.
Xiaojing endured the humiliation and obeyed. But Jiang Nanmei didn't want to let her go yet. She seemed to be saying to Xiaojing with her eyes: "Keep taking it off."
Xia Yu felt that the atmosphere was a bit strange, but she couldn't tell what she felt after looking at it.
But Qingli and Guo Dong were like country bumpkins, thinking that Xiaojing was sacrificing for art.
After all, Wang Xian's art department is directly benchmarked against the international art grading examination. Generally speaking, if you graduate with a C, it is approximately equal to level 6. Equivalent to the level of tutors in popular interest classes.
Xiaojing pretended to cooperate and said shyly: "Don't laugh at my bad figure..."
However, loosen the buttons on the bear hood.
Everyone, especially the boys, had their throats rolling.
Just when she was about to put it down, Jiang Nanmei covered Xiaojing's upper body with a robe in a falsely gentle manner and said, "Xiaojing, you don't need to take off so much. Teacher, this is enough, don't you need to take off all of it?"
The teacher agreed with her and nodded.
Jiang Nanmei waved her hands gently, and the robe turned out to be a traditional Greek dress.
Guo Dong saw that Xiaojing got dressed quickly, and he was too embarrassed to shirk the blame.
He took off his school uniform, revealing his strong body, and showed everyone the glorious traces of having experienced many battles, as well as his body that was recovering after just having his tattoos washed off.
"I'm sorry, I don't have much to look at!" Guo Dong said.
"Me... too, right?" Xiaojing said.
"No, it's easier and more detailed to sketch if there are scars and muscle stripes." The teacher said.
So in this art class, Xiaojing and Guo Dong acted as models, and everyone looked at them for almost an hour.
Xiaojing has had experience in the past, she is familiar with it, and she is also very calm, except for blinking, she basically doesn't move.
She plays the Greek goddess Aphrodite, holding a golden apple in her hand, and alternates with Paris, who plays the hero.
The robe just covered the scar on her back, making it even more sexy than before.
The scars on Guo Dong's body just fit the bravery of the brave Paris, but when Guo Dong was posing, he always twisted around and looked particularly coy.
"Guo Dong, stop moving all the time! I can't even draw accurately!" Jiang Nanmei complained.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry!" Jiang Nanmei saw that Tan Qingli was fascinated by the painting, so she glanced at her secretly.
"Wow! The painting is great!" Jiang Nanmei praised, and she couldn't help but be surprised: Qingli turned out to be the hidden boss.
"It's nothing, (Cantonese) It's nothing!" Qingli was also curious and went to see the beautiful land of Jiangnan.
You won’t know if you don’t look at it, but you will be shocked when you look at it.
"Don't look at my paintings..."
Before Jiang Nan could finish her beautiful words, Qingli took over her words: "It turns out to be the painting style of the postmodern master Robert Wasenberg!" Qingli exclaimed.
What Robert Watson? who is it?
I don’t know, but it sounds awesome.
"I'm just imitating, it's nothing!" Jiang Nanmei said confidently but shyly.
Nobles are worthy of being nobles, but their thinking is indeed not at the same level as us ordinary people!
Meimei is not only good at music and pretty, she also has artistic talent and can also perform.
Let me just say...those who criticize Meimei have no brains!
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Qingli kept praising her, and for a moment, the beauty of Jiangnan she praised was a bit hard to express.
On the other side, when the teacher patrolled Xia Yu's position, she found that her painting was a bit weird, because the best angle had already been taken by Jiang Nanmei and her classmates. Xia Yu had been pushed to the edge, and she couldn't see it at all. Qing Guodong's movements and demeanor. But when the teacher looked at it, he found that Guo Dong in Xia Yu's painting was actually lifelike.
When the class first started, the teacher noticed that this girl was obviously different in age from everyone else. He had heard that Chen Nanfang had many repeaters. But someone like her, who is twenty-four years old and still in Form Four, is really weird. So, at first, my impression of her was not very good.
Unexpectedly, she was the best in the class, even better than many people who had been learning to draw day since childhood!
"Classmate Xia Yu, your painting is very good." The teacher praised.
This art teacher is an artist who graduated from the Academy of Fine Arts in Vienna. He came to Hong Kong to make a living. In order to survive, he kept trying to please such a young man, a rich young lady. It had been a long time since he had praised someone so sincerely.
But as soon as he said that, everyone's eyes couldn't help but glance over, and they surrounded her in an instant.
"After all, I have been repeating grades for so many years. Sketching is also my strong point. It doesn't make sense if I don't have any skills."
Xia Yu said shyly.
Although Xia Yu's usual image is rude and rude, she is just a villain. She has ranked first in Chen Nanfang's art class for five consecutive years, and even Qingli only ranked fourth.
"But the Guo Dong in your sight is not from this angle." Xia Yu's angle is sideways, but the one in the painting is in the middle, on the same level as Xiaojing.
"But you were able to draw him, and your level is pretty good."
"That's because Guo Dong and I are the people who understand each other best in the world."
Indeed, one must either know the person very well or have a certain level of ability to draw this sketch.
"It's just average!" But Jiang Nanmei said so.
"Yes, of course Jiang Nanmei's level is relatively high!" Although the teacher was a little unwilling, he still agreed.
Just when everyone was studying who was taller and who was lower in the painting, a strong smell of black pepper came from the kitchen.
"I'm so hungry." Guo Dong slumped to the ground as he smelled the fragrance.
"Guo Dong!" Jiang Nanmei complained again.
"Yes! Yes!" He had to stand up reluctantly.
"At this time, the elite class of the sixth form should be taking home economics class." Jiang Nanmei said.
"That's it! Then I won't be tired anymore!" Guo Dong said.
"The six home economics classes in my class are none of your business," Jiang Nanmei said.
"Because we can eat from Senior Wensheng's homework!" Qingli said excitedly: "Senior's cooking is super delicious!"
Jiang Nanmei felt a little envious as she listened, even though everyone in Black Dragon often shared their housekeeping homework. But the seniors in Form 6 cook really hard to describe. Qi Man only makes delicious barbecue, and Chen Dongsheng is even more novel. When he cooks, he is obviously very skillful, like an experienced master chef, but the taste... is really hard to describe. Eating the food he cooks is as thrilling as a roller coaster. , whether it tastes good or not is purely a matter of luck.
If it doesn’t taste good, you have to pretend to be “ok”. Otherwise... if Chen Dongsheng has a bad temper, band training will be difficult.
On the other side, in the housekeeping kitchen.
Everyone's steak and crispy lobster soup are already ready. But at this time, Xuerou was still busy cooking the sauce.
"Xue Rou, do you smell something?"
"Smell?" I didn't notice it at first, but after a while, it became more and more obvious.
Zhou Zixin also smelled a strange smell, and she subconsciously looked at Xuerou's oven.
Oh my god, it's actually smoking.
"Xue Rou, your oven!" Zhou Zixin felt cold. She didn't want to talk to Chen Dongsheng, but now, her life is still at stake!
Only then did Xuerou realize that the oven was emitting black smoke.
But she tried hard to open the oven door, but it wouldn't open.
Chen Dongsheng stepped forward to inspect.
Good guy, Lin Xuerou actually exchanged the time and temperature buttons. It takes the longest time and the highest heat to fry a simple soup.
"What should I do! Do I have to wait 4 hours to open it?" Chen Dongsheng said while looking at the countdown.
"What should I do? Just do it and it'll be over!"
But seeing Xuerou's inspiration, she opened it with a little force.
Good guy,
At this time, the heat in the entire oven spurted out.
"Ah! Help!" Xuerou screamed from being smoked.
"Be careful!" Chen Dongsheng shouted,
At the critical moment, Chen Dongsheng hugged Xuerou and stepped back.
"boom!"
With a loud sound, a large fireball instantly erupted from the oven.
Then the whole oven burned.
"My soup! My soup!" Xuerou thought that the soup was still in it, and she wanted to reach out to save the soup, but the thick heat scalded her hands as soon as the light came close.
"Are you an idiot? You still want to save that soup, but that soup is hopeless!"
"Well enough!"
As soon as Xuerou finished speaking, Vincent picked up the fire extinguisher and sprayed it inside.
Okay, this soup is totally screwed.
"Dongsheng, your steak!"
At this time, Shen Yuehong suddenly shouted.
Suddenly there was a "boom", and the pan where the steak and the steak had been fried had turned completely black.
Not a drop of the soup was left and flowed out.
"Oh! My Lord, forgive them!" When the teacher saw this, he was about to burst into tears.
Newly renovated, a new fully functional oven was purchased, along with the European pans.
"I've been taking classes for so long, and I've only seen people cooking hellish cuisine. I've never seen anyone almost explode the entire housekeeping kitchen under my nose."
Now even the nun teacher, who is usually gentle and elegant and never loses her temper, slapped her and shouted: "Lin Xuerou! Chen Dongsheng! You failed!"
"That's too bad. We have to take a make-up exam again after school." Chen Dongsheng said to Xuerou.
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What?
Do you have to blow it up again?
The teacher thought, and was afraid of the two of them, and said quickly: "I'll give you a pass. Don't retake the exam! Don't!"
. . . .
What great news,
Xuerou has done housekeeping cooking for the first time in six years, and she passed the test based on her strength!
Congratulations, congratulations!
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(Come on, Xuerou will cook for all readers~!)
