Chapter 115： class time

Hepi's tutor never expected that Lan Jiao would ask such a question. His heart trembled, and he subconsciously hugged the picture on the desktop, refusing to tell Lan Jiao, "You have sent this picture. Give it to me!"

Won't he return?｀Д′?!

Lan Jiao was stunned by the fierce response of Hepi's teacher, and then immediately waved her hands and said, "I won't want to come back with you. How much do I want to paint this kind of painting by myself?"

Although it is a fact, how can it sound so dazzling?

Not only the instructor of Hepi, but even the students who were attending the class thought this way.

——Listening to Classmate Lan Jiao’s talking is really exciting!

With Lan Jiao's assurance, Teacher Hepi was relieved.

He let go of the hand holding the painting, raised his chest and raised his head, once again assuming the appearance of an unpredictable master.

"This painting of yours, conservatively estimated, should be able to sell for 25 to 30 million Union coins."

"Student Lan Jiao, do you want to sell paintings? I can sell them for you for only 20% of the proceeds!" Hepi said.

Lan Jiao was startled.

Is it really okay for you to draw a lot in front of many students?

What about being a good teacher?

Do you want the image of a mecha design master and a master of art appreciation? !

Instructor Hepi didn't think anything was wrong at all. Seeing Lan Jiao was stunned, he said specifically, "Your painting can only be sold at a high price in my hands, and the income of 20% is really not much."

Is it time to talk about revenue? ?

"Instructor Hebi, this is class time." Lan Jiao reminded sternly.

When is the student's turn to remind the tutor-should you take the class seriously?

Hearing what Lan Jiao said, Hebi thought that Lan Jiao didn't want to draw lightly in public.

He nodded his head knowingly, "Okay, okay, then we'll talk after class."

Lan Jiao:? ? ?

Do you have anything to chat with him?

What Mentor Hepi said, shouldn't it be a matter of selling paintings...?

No one answered Lan Jiao's question, Hepi's tutor had already started the class.

Originally a good art appreciation class, Lan Jiao blew a rainbow fart after listening to the paintings of the tutor Hepi with two ears surrounding her.

All the magnificent words and exercises can be summed up in six words, ‘this painting is very good and expensive! ’

Lan Jiao, who listened to it, really had an idea to talk to Hepi's tutor immediately about selling the painting.

Then she decided. Recently, if she has time, she will draw a few pictures and ask Hepi Instructor to help sell them and collect the funds.

Who made her feel flustered and short of breath now that she has no money in her hands...

After class, as the crowd of students walked out of the classroom, and as soon as they left the house, Lan Jiao saw a crowd of people not far away, not knowing what had happened.

In sight, students wearing various green college uniforms, regardless of gender, rushed towards the enclosing circle layer by layer, desperately squeezing into it.

While squeezing, Lan Jiao could still hear the screams of happiness accompanied by seeing an idol in the crowd.

"Ahhhhhhh!!! My male **** has come to our academy!"

"Help! I touched the sleeve of my male god!!"

"Ahhhhhhh~! The male **** laughed, I am suffocating!!"

"Oh my God! The male **** is so good-looking! My heart is about to die!"

Lan Jiao:? ? ?

Is their male **** a pathogen?

After letting the students of the college see them, they all have to hang up at any time?

Then Lan Jiao heard a clear and gentle voice coming from the center surrounded by layers of people.

"Please give me a favor, I have something to come to my sister."

Hearing his voice, everyone around him became even more excited!

But at the same time of excitement, he did not continue to encircle, but separated left and right rationally, and made a way to the voice master in an orderly manner.

Three seconds later, Lan Jiao saw a tall figure, elegant temperament, handsome features, and a bright and white face.

A handsome guy like Prince Charming, the stars walked out of the crowd like a moon.

And this handsome guy seemed familiar to her...

Afterwards, she knew why she felt familiar.

Because she saw this handsome guy looking at her with complicated, deep and concerned eyes, and softly said a word to herself, "Sister, who hit you?!"

Lan Jiao:...

Is the injury on your face a bit too strong?

Lan Jiao decided to wait a while to go to the medical department of the college and lie down in the repair room for a while to recover from the injury.

After making the decision, Lan Jiao suddenly reacted...Sister?

This person is her brother...No, is the original owner's brother Lan Feng? !

Thinking of the relationship between the original owner and her brother, Lan Jiao didn't know how to face Lan Feng now.

Should I call him brother?

After all, before the murder was investigated, she was charged with killing her brother's fiancee...

Then she heard Lan Feng say something to her disappointedly, "Are you reluctant to even call me your brother?"

Lan Jiao:...

Ok.

"Brother~"

Hearing Lan Jiao's voice, Lan Feng's mood became more complicated.

At the same time, I was a little eager to know the truth.

"Sister, I want to talk to you."

"Of course...you can!" Lan Jiao agreed.

In full view, facing a large group of Lan Feng fans, can she not agree?

It didn't take long before Lan Jiao regretted it.

It's okay to talk, but why is the place of the interview in the second villa? !

Since Lan Jiao walked into the villa, she was shrinking her neck diligently, looking like a little quail.

The words that she had warned her before the attack were re-extracted from her memory by her, and appeared in her mind twice.

‘You better stop appearing in front of me again! ’

‘You better stop appearing in front of me again! ’

She really doesn't want to appear in front of Feng Xi now, OK!

Lan Feng insisted on coming here to talk...T.T

Lan Jiao raised her head quietly and glanced at the corner of the sofa in the living room of the villa, chasing the drama with her light brain.

His devotion to watching TV shows didn't seem to care about himself.

Nor will it interfere with the conversation between Lan Feng and her brother and sister.

But in the process of their brother and sister's heart-to-heart talk, is it really nice to have an outsider?

Lan Feng sat on the sofa and looked up at Lan Jiao.

"Sister, I want to ask you a word, you have to answer honestly, and you can't lie to me."

Lan Jiao stood in the living room and nodded immediately.

It's not that she doesn't want to sit down, but that sitting on the sofa will be too close to Fengxie. She is afraid that she can't restrain the restless nymphoid in her body, so it is better to stay away.

"Is Yiyi's death really irrelevant to you?"

Although the matter had passed for several months, mentioning that name again caused Lan Feng's heart to feel an unspeakable pain.

"Of course not!" Lan Jiao replied decisively.

"I was completely framed in that matter! And now I suspect Qiao Linshan, the matter may have something to do with her."

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