Take your eyes back, the professor started his own class.

"Dear students, the main content of our class is to comment on the tasks and architectural design drawings given to you last time. Which student will show you his own first?"

Tong Yan's class is a big one. The room where she sits has hundreds of people. When the professor's voice rings, the whole room is reverberating.

As soon as his words fell, several people confidently took their own design drawings to the platform.

Tong Yan sat in her own position, listening quietly from beginning to end, and did not participate in any interaction.

There are only a few books on her desk, which should be all the courses today. Unlike other students, there are design drawings 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 is still going on.

On the stage, several students finished the presentation, and the platform was returned to the former professor.

"Who else would like to come up now?" The old professor with thick glasses cleared his throat and asked again.

Under the stage, a dead silence.

After the upsurge of initiative, no one is on the stage now.

"There's no way. Since everyone is not happy, I can only call the roll!" The old professor's eyes were scanning the scene one by one, and his eyes swam around at an extremely slow speed. The last place to stop was Tongyan's face.

This is Paris, a city in western countries. The students in the school are mainly blonde Europeans.

Whether it's appearance or hair color, Tong Yan is the most eye-catching one. It's like a little red in the green. It's hard for people to ignore it.

Tong Yan's eyes collided with him, his calm face changed slightly, and his back straightened.

The old professor stared at her for a long time. The corners of his lips were slowly raised, and they were ready to call the roll. Shi Jinyang, who was sitting in rows behind Tong Yan, had another cold look and swept towards him.

Shi Jinyang's eyes are always warm at ordinary times. However, once sharp, they are cold to the bone.

As soon as the professor's eyes collided with him, he felt his skin hurt like a needle. His name was almost taken off and swallowed.

After several breaths of deep conditioning, the professor had no choice but to change his words, "the boy on the left of the black haired classmate came up to tell you about his design!"

The boy named had no choice but to walk towards the platform with the book in his hand.

The old professor sat in the first row of seats, pushing heavy eyes, while listening to each other's talk, while thinking about what just happened, suddenly did not figure out this problem.

This is in class, this is his home, why should he be afraid of a young boy's eyes?

In his heart, he was angry. Tengdi stood up and pointed his eyes at Tong Yan. He suddenly said, "you, the one who didn't bring the work today, will be punished after you go back..."

What's the penalty? Before he finished, Shi Jinyang in the back row swept his eyes in his direction.

Compared with the sharpness before, this time, his eyes directly turned into evil.

The professor is in his fifties, and has seen all kinds of scenes. However, when he stares at him, he suddenly becomes short of breath.

"You, you..." Pointing at Tong Yan's hand trembled, so staring at her for a long time, did not finish the words or swallow back.

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