A Quick Walkthrough: Male God, Don’t Run Away

The original owner belonged to the intermediate class, so Shu Ange wanted to embroider orchids. If you can't finish embroidering in class, you have to take up time after class to continue embroidering.

Embroidering an orchid was too easy for her. Shu Ange matched the colors first, without even drawing the pattern, she picked up the needle and started embroidering.

As soon as others finished drawing the pattern, Shu Ange's orchid was almost embroidered.

After finishing the work, she put the needle and thread away, and Hu Mengdi bumped her with his arm: "An Ge, teach me how to embroider leaves."

The beginner class learns flat stitch embroidery, starting from embroidering leaves.

The shape of the leaves is simple, the color is single, and there is no technical gold content.

But for Hu Mengdi, who hates embroidery, it is a real challenge to embroider a leaf that can satisfy the teacher.

No loud noises in class, let alone changing positions at will.

But Shu Ange didn't plan to continue to be a good baby. He moved halfway to the side and taught Hu Mengdi embroidery hand in hand.

Under her guidance, Hu Mengdi quickly embroidered a watery leaf, and she excitedly grabbed Shu Ange's sleeve: "I succeeded, ha, I will embroider too."

"Embroidery is very simple, and it's not bad to cultivate one's feelings in free time."

"Fang Ange, it's you again, don't make any noise during class, go back to your seat."

"Mr. Chen, I asked An Ge to teach me acupuncture."

Hu Mengdi was very righteous and did not let Shu Ange take the blame for him.

A chuckle came from the door.

"Mr. Chen, don't be angry, An Ge is a bit of a bad-tempered child. You need to train him."

With this voice, Singer Shu An pressed on the embroidery needle, trying to sew her mouth.

Shui Peishan just responded to the words of the most poisonous woman's heart, and even teenage children calculated it, using the plan of ruining their future.

In front of the students, Master Chen, who has always had a straight face, performed a traditional Chinese play for everyone after Shui Peishan, the shareholder of the academy and tea art teacher, came in.

With a smile on her face, she hurriedly greeted Shui Peishan: "Ms. Shui, have you come to see the children studying? Well, An Ge, this child, is always restless. I'm afraid of failing your entrustment, so I treat her to her. Strictly."

"Thank you, Mr. Chen. I mentioned you to Minda many times. He is very grateful for your upbringing of An Ge. He will come to our house for tea another day."

Shui Peishan's appearance can only be regarded as elegant and quiet, and her communication skills are exquisite.

She has long black and thick hair, and her forehead is as smooth as jade. She wears a string of sandalwood beads on her wrist. The jade-colored silk cheongsam outlines her exquisite figure.

Dressed up to not eat human fireworks, full of vicious calculations.

"Mr. Shui is really your stepmother."

Hu Mengdi lowered her voice and asked Shu Ange softly.

Yasong College has a strict school style, and it is not allowed to spread small stories in private. Hu Mengdi also learned about it by accident.

Shui Peishan teaches tea art classes, and Hu Mengdi learns so-so, so I have a good impression on her.

This good impression was discounted after learning that she was a good friend's stepmother.

Perhaps from the beginning of the story of Snow White's stepmother, the stepmother gave a bad impression of the old witch.

"It's Fang Minda's wife."

Shui Peishan does not match the word "mother", nor does the word "stepmother" match.

She walked to Shu Ange, the jade lotus embroidered on the cheongsam swaying.

"Everyone is embroidering orchids, why don't you move the needle, don't you?"

Master Chen took over the words: "An Ge's needlework is always half a beat slower than others, and the embroidered patterns are not very inspirational. However, diligence can make up for one's weakness, An Ge is willing to work hard, and he can always achieve something."

At their age, a few are not human.

Outsiders praised the heart of Shui Peishan Bodhisattva, who worked hard for his two stepson and stepdaughters, how could Master Chen not understand the mystery.

There are dozens of official faculty members at Yasong College, and few are willing to send their children here to study.

Everyone is fighting to buy school district housing and send their children to famous schools, hoping that their children will become dragons and their daughters will become phoenixes.

Shui Peishan is good to her stepchildren, just like the light on kraft paper, neither cold nor heat, only the cold light that is useless.

But this has nothing to do with Master Chen. Shui Peishan and his wife are directors of the academy. If you please this person, her salary can be increased.

"Mr. Chen is right, An Ge, diligence can make up for your weakness, you must be patient, and don't be distracted in class in the future. When Mr. You saw me yesterday, he also mentioned that you are in a daze in class."

Mr. You in Shui Peishan's mouth was the one who taught them all kinds of female virtues and wife's duties when Shu Ange first came through, and was also the soul of Yasong Academy.

"Oh, what Miss Shui said is right. Diligence can make up for one's weakness. The more unvirtuous people are, the more they have to work hard to increase their own virtue."

Shu Ange picked up the upside-down embroidery screen, and an empty orchid with meticulous embroidery, elegant colors, and lively stitching appeared in front of Shui Peishan.

Master Chen's face changed. She had been embroidering for twenty years, but she couldn't see how well this orchid was embroidered.

She may not be able to embroider such a flexible pattern with simple stitches and basic embroidery threads.

"Is this the flower you embroidered?"

Shui Peishan took over the embroidered screen from Shu'an Singer, with a look of admiration on her face.

God knows how much she hates this nasty stepdaughter in her heart, wishing she would be killed by a car immediately.

In order to marry Fang Minda, Shui Peishan suffered a lot. His ex-wife pointed at her nose and called him "slut" and "little three". At that time, she swore that she would take revenge.

Lou Annie has always wanted to fight for the custody of her two children, but Shui Peishan refused to let her do so.

Divorced, the blood relationship between the child and the father cannot be broken, and they may compete for the family property in the future. She can only rest assured if she is under her nose.

It has only been a few years, and the Fang Ange sister and brother have left Lou Annie. Her plans are long-term.

"I embroidered it."

Shu Ange's tone was indifferent, and she didn't even look at Shui Peishan.

In front of outsiders, she used to be a good person and would not get mad at her.

"I've made great progress. I want to thank Mr. Chen, you know?"

Shui Peishan put down the embroidery screen, took Master Chen's hand and said, "This child An Ge has a stubborn temper, you should take more care."

After being stabbed by her stepdaughter with the word "wickedness", Shui Peishan left as if she had nothing to do.

The female red class is over, the next class is Yale, and Shu Ange and Hu Mengdi will be taking classes separately.

As soon as she arrived at the door of the classroom, she was stopped by You Guidan with a gloomy face: "Follow me to the quiet room."

The quiet room of Yasong College is a place for students to reflect and receive ideological education.

You Guidan is the moral education director of the academy and is very good at ideological education.

Shu Ange held the sheet music and followed behind You Guidan honestly.

After arriving in the quiet room, You Guidan closed the door, took out a black ruler, stared at Shu Ange coldly, his big nostrils turned upside down.

"Do you know what's wrong?"

Her voice was sullen, reminding Shu Ange of the multi-legged scorpion that was hiding in the cracks of the bricks.

"What did I do wrong."

Shu Ange raised his neck and asked You Guidan proudly and fearlessly.

You Guidan was instantly angry and raised the ruler in his hand high.