you are sweet as candy

Chapter 60
Yuan Ya watched her bouncing away, and the surrounding voices were still very noisy.

The large bouquet of roses was finally carved up, leaving only the wrapping ribbons and some scattered petals and leaves on the ground.

Someone was talking to Yuan Ya, but she couldn't listen.

The expression betrayed her?

How can it be!

Subconsciously, she wanted to raise her hand to touch her face, but she just stuck the rose to her face.

The petals are slightly cool, like Bei Yunhuan's lips.

As if she had been scalded, she subconsciously threw away the rose in her hand, filled with fear and rejection in her heart.

That beautiful rose fell to the ground, and the students nearby saw it and asked in surprise, "Yaya, you don't want any?"

She pursed her lips, and then said firmly, "No!"

The rose that fell to the ground was finally picked up by someone.

Yuan Ya didn't have the heart to pay attention to those things, her heart was in a mess, and she unconsciously touched her bag, wanting to take a look at the card, wanting to confirm her conjecture.

The students around hadn't dispersed yet, Yuan Ya glanced over their faces, then lowered her head.

Although the students were all chattering loudly, she could probably imagine what they were thinking.

Most of them can't escape the sugar daddy and the like, and of course there will be more malicious ones.

"Yuan Ya! Professor Xu is calling you over! Hurry up!" Just as she was thinking about it, someone suddenly called her.

She responded, and went to Xu Zhenguo's studio as if fleeing from disaster.

Xu Zhenguo came to her just for the Van Gogh Cup in November, and asked her to hand in all the materials she had prepared, but Yuan Ya completely forgot about it.

Xu Zhenguo blew his beard angrily and stared, "You can forget such an important thing! What are you thinking about all day long!"

Yuan Ya couldn't express her suffering, because it hadn't stopped in the past two days.

Seeing her appearance, Xu Zhenguo couldn't vent his anger, so he turned on the computer angrily, printed a material form for her on the spot, and asked her to fill it out in front of him.

After Yuan Ya got the printed form, she habitually opened her bag to get a pen.

As a result, he saw the card at a glance, and immediately retracted his hand.

"What's wrong?" Xu Zhenguo glanced at her.

Yuan Ya pulled up her bag in a panic, and stammered, "Teacher, professor, I didn't bring a pen..."

Xu Zhenguo wanted to teach her a lesson. He has always asked students to carry paper and pens with them. Drawing and painting requires capturing inspiration at any time.

But when he thought of her recent style of painting, he immediately swallowed the words that came to his lips.

Yuan Ya took the pen handed over, but her thoughts were all on the card in the bag, so she inevitably made a mistake.

Xu Zhenguo had no choice but to print out two more copies for her because there should be no traces of alteration on these documents.

After scrapping another form, she finally finished the third form with a single stroke.

Xu Zhenguo wanted to ask her what's wrong. Based on his understanding of her carefully, if he forgot to mention this information, he even made two mistakes in filling out the form. There must be something wrong!

Just looking at the girl who lowered her head and didn't know what she was thinking, Xu Zhenguo could only sigh.

"Okay, you go back to class first."

After Yuan Ya came out, she didn't go back to class, but found an idle studio, closed the door, and took out the card from her bag.

(End of this chapter)