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Chapter 4 Do You Guess He's the Second Male?

At about two o'clock in the afternoon, Jiang Xiaonuan hurried from the hospital to the classroom.When passing the podium, the young teacher standing behind the podium suddenly stopped her.

"Jiang—Xiao Nuan!"

Jiang Xiaonuan wailed in his heart and had to stop.

This is the new semester of senior year, and the design practice course has four classes a week, on Monday and Thursday respectively.Jiang Xiaonuan asked for three days off and was unable to come on Monday, so of course she skipped that day's class.

Unexpectedly, this teacher called the roll call on Monday?

Jiang Xiaonuan squeezed out a smile, looked down at the teacher, and admitted his mistake very well, "Sorry teacher, I have something at home, so I can't come to class on Monday."

"Is it something at home? I don't think your complexion is very good. It looks like you just came out of the hospital."

The young man's soft and slow words made Jiang Xiaonuan's heart skip a beat. She raised her eyes to look at this difficult teacher, and when she saw his face again, Jiang Xiaonuan was stunned.

"You—you are—"

The man in front of him was tall and slender, wearing a black casual sweater with a novel and fashionable style, which made his complexion very fair and delicate.The bridge of his nose is very straight, which makes his already handsome face more energetic.

He showed a kind smile towards the girl who was staring at him blankly in front of him, causing a large number of female students in the audience to sigh, but he ignored it, just stared at Jiang Xiaonuan, and said word by word: "My name is Xia Mo , is your design practice teacher this semester."

Xia Mo, who won the AMY Award five years ago, became the youngest winner of the award in history. Since then, he has become famous all over the world and entered the ranks of the world's top designers.After winning the award, he returned to country Z and opened his own studio. In the past two years, he has also won numerous awards internationally.

Xia Mo is Jiang Xiaonuan's dream. She dreams of becoming someone like him, standing at the top of the industry, and winning the highest honor that designers can get.

Jiang Xiaonuan stared at Xia Mo for two or three seconds before realizing that she had lost her composure. She hurriedly lowered her head and searched her brain for a long time, at least she found something to say.

"Hello, Teacher Xia! I'm really glad that you can be my teacher! I have always liked the style of your works!"

Xia Mo looked at her with a somewhat judgmental gaze. As a teacher, he stared at a student with such focused eyes for a long time, obviously he had lost his composure.Fortunately, the class bell rang at this time, Jiang Xiaonuan smiled at him again, and quickly found a seat and sat down.

The girl on the side couldn't help asking: "Hey, did you know Xia Mo before?!"

Jiang Xiaonuan shook his head, "Today is the first time I saw it."

The girl frowned slightly, with a disbelieving expression on her face, "It's the first time I met him and he chatted with you so familiarly? It doesn't make sense! He didn't respond to many people talking to him on Monday!"

Jiang Xiaonuan said: "No chat, he was criticizing me for skipping class on Monday."

criticize?

Criticize with a smile?With that look at Shih Tzu?
The girl looked at Jiang Xiaonuan next to her suspiciously, apparently not believing her explanation.

Seeing her goal for many years, Jiang Xiaonuan temporarily forgot the unpleasant experience three days ago. She followed Xia Mo's eyes on the stage wholeheartedly, and listened attentively to the class.

However, Jiang Xiaonuan failed to seize such a rare opportunity to learn those valuable experiences.

Ten minutes into class, the phone in her bag vibrated, and she started to lose focus.

(End of this chapter)