Take your eyes back, the professor obediently began his own class“ Dear students, the main content of our class is to comment on the tasks given to you last time and your architectural design drawings. Who will show you his first? " Tong Yan's class is a big class. The classroom seats hundreds of people. When the professor's voice rings, the whole top of the huge classroom is echoing. As soon as his words fell, several people confidently took their own design drawings to the podium. Tong Yan sat in her own position, listening quietly from beginning to end, without participating in any interaction. There are only a few books on her desk, which should be all the courses to be taken today. Unlike other students, design drawings are placed on her desk. She didn't bring the design! Shi Jinyang saw through it at a glance! I just don't know if she forgot to bring it or didn't design it at all. The class continues. On the stage, several students showed up, and the platform was returned to the previous professor“ Who else would like to come up now? " The old professor with thick myopia glasses cleared his throat and asked again. There was a dead silence under the stage. The initiative craze just passed, and now no one is on the stage“ There's no way. Since everyone is not happy, I can only call the roll! " The old professor's eyes gululu scanned the faces on the scene, and his sight swam around at an extremely slow speed. The last place to freeze was the face of a child's face. This is Paris, a city in western countries. The students in the school are mainly blonde Europeans. Tong Yan is the most striking one in both appearance and hair color. It's like a little red in the green cluster. It's difficult to be ignored. Tong Yan's eyes collided with him, his calm face changed slightly, and his back was very stiff. The old professor stared at her for a while. The corners of his lips moved slowly and were ready to call the roll. Shi Jinyang, sitting in several rows behind Tong Yan, glanced coldly at him and swept over. Shi Jinyang's eyes are always warm and moist. However, once sharp, they are so cold that people's bones are cold. As soon as the professor's eyes collided with him, he only felt that his skin hurt like a needle. He almost blurted out his name and was swallowed back. After deeply conditioning his breathing for several times, the professor was helpless and changed his words, "the boy on the left of the black haired classmate in the back came up to tell you about his design!" The boy named was helpless and could only go to the podium with a book in his hand. The old professor sat in the first row, pushed his heavy eyes, listened to each other and thought about what had just happened. Suddenly, he didn't think through the problem. This is in class, this is his home. Why should he be afraid of the eyes of a young boy? He stood up angrily and looked at Tong Yan. He suddenly said, "you, who didn't bring the work today, punish him when you go back..." before saying what to punish, Shi Jinyang in the back row swept in his direction. Compared with the sharpness before, this time, his eyes directly turned into evil. The professor was in his fifties and had seen everything. However, when he stared at him, he suddenly became short of breath“ You, you... "Pointed to Tong Yan's hand and trembled. He stared at her for a while. If he didn't finish, he swallowed it back. This novel has been translated by www.novelhall.com and if you are reading this somewhere, they have stolen our translation.