Rational overlord chasing his wife online

Because of the division of arts and sciences, Feng Liu is not familiar with most of the students, and most of the students are not familiar with each other.

Seeing that everyone hadn't adjusted yet, Feng Liu was given time to the students to get acquainted with each other, and then asked them to ask questions and answer them by themselves.

"Teacher Feng, can we call you a goddess?" A bold boy sat directly on his seat and asked.

"I suggest you keep your current address." Feng Liu replied without changing her face. It was not the first time she heard such a question.

"Eh, I can't." The boy was a little disappointed after hearing the answer, and lay down on the table lazily.

After the first person asked questions, the people behind gradually became enthusiastic, and the atmosphere in the class became very harmonious.

Luo Yunshan leaned against the back wall and looked at Feng Liu standing on the podium through the window.

The sound insulation of the windows was mediocre. When it was quiet outside, she could hear the students' questions and Feng Liu's answers very clearly.

Feng Liu's voice is more charming than it was five years ago, and his words are more composed and convincing.

It's really addictive.

Luo Yunshan still remembered what Feng Liu told her at the time. She was actually under a lot of pressure as a class teacher, especially on the eve of the college entrance examination. She was afraid that one of her negligence would affect the future of senior high school students.

Feng Liu, who was leading the third grade class for the first time, was once confused and panicked. The lights in the office were always on until [-] or [-] o'clock, and he always arrived in the classroom a few minutes earlier every morning, and let the students enter the learning mode as soon as they came in.

At that time, Luo Yunshan had experienced it with Feng Liu. While Feng Liu cared about him and made him rely on him, Luo Yunshan also gave Feng Liu confidence in himself to a certain extent.

From Luo Yunshan's point of view, Feng Liu at that time was more tired than the most diligent students in the third year of high school, getting up earlier than them and going to bed later than them.

If one could be named the best dedicated teacher, Feng Liu would definitely be selected every year.

"Teacher Feng, someone seems to be looking for you outside." A student sitting by the window raised his hand and said, looking at Luo Yunshan outside the window.

Feng Liu's gaze followed the student's and looked out the window, just in time to meet Luo Yunshan's gaze.

Luo Yunshan raised his hand and waved at Feng Liu, and then made a gesture of passing by, indicating that he was simply passing by.

After Feng Liu saw it, there was a smile in his eyes, and he nodded slightly to her, indicating that he understood.

"Then besides the question just now, do the students have any other questions?" Feng Liu looked away from Luo Yunshan and stared at the students in the classroom.

Seeing that no one asked questions in the classroom, Feng Liu asked the students to take out their chemistry books and do a preview first.

After Feng Liu assigned the task, Luo Yunshan was no longer there when he looked at the window.

The moment he looked at Luo Yunshan, Feng Liu's heart beat faster for a moment, and an inexplicable sense of familiarity swept over him.

Could it really be her?

She actually came back from abroad?

Seeing that Feng Liu found her, Luo Yunshan left quickly without disturbing her.

The sunshine in September is full of enthusiasm. Except for the teacher who is blowing the air conditioner in the office, the students are more or less sweaty.

At the end of the second period in the afternoon, Luo Yunshan stood up following the bell, and left the office with a thin art book.

The art office is some distance away from the teaching building. Luo Yunshan pressed his footsteps and walked slowly to the door. The bell for class just rang.

After seeing the art teacher in their class, many students in Class [-] wowed, and their eyes were immediately glued to Luo Yunshan.

Luo Yunshan's dress today is very simple, that is, a T-shirt and casual cropped pants, and her waist-length hair is simply draped behind her head.

"Good afternoon, students. In the next semester, I will be your art teacher." Luo Yunshan stood on the podium and looked at the students in the audience.

In the eyes of No. [-] middle school students, art class is a time to relax. Even if today is the first day of school, some students are already immersed in their homework.

"Luo Yunshan, this is my name." As Luo Yunshan said, he took out a piece of chalk from the chalk box, pinched it with his white and slender fingers, and left beautiful characters on the blackboard.

"Do you have any questions, students?" Luo Yunshan asked, "You can ask questions about this course."

"Then can I ask you questions about the teacher?" A student in class six asked with a smile.

"Yes." Luo Yunshan nodded.

"Then how old are you, Teacher Luo? Did you graduate from CAFA?"

"23, no."

"Then what university did the teacher graduate from?"

"Universities abroad." Luo Yunshan answered evasively.

"Okay, my personal questions will not be discussed in class, do you have any other questions?"

After finishing speaking, there would be whispers from time to time, and Luo Yunshan was not in a hurry, so he stood on the podium and waited for them to discuss.

"Teacher Luo, I want to ask you a question about class." A girl with glasses asked.

Luo Yunshan nodded, "Yes."

"Teacher, can we do other homework in art class?" The girl pursed her lips and asked.

This question can be said to be very straightforward, boldly asking the most concerned question of most students.

"How about this, one class is 10 minutes, I will go to 10 minutes, and leave 10 minutes for the students." Luo Yunshan will not force students to learn art, these are ordinary class people, art is for them It doesn't make much sense.

Luo Yunshan was the first to step back, and the students in Class [-] accepted the arrangement very quickly. Seeing that the teacher was so easy to talk, the voices of the conversation below couldn't help but become a little louder.

"Quiet, it's class time." Luo Yunshan tapped the podium with her fingers bent, "Students, please take out your art books and turn to the first chapter."

Easy to talk but easy to talk, Luo Yunshan is still very serious in class.

Luo Yunshan's grandmother is a well-known painter, and Luo Yunshan was hugged by her grandmother to learn to draw before she could write.

Later, when I was studying abroad, I studied art while studying economics, and I also obtained a double degree when I graduated.

It is more than enough for a high-achieving student from a prestigious school to stand on a three-foot podium to teach high school sophomores some art knowledge.

Luo Yunshan was full of self-confidence when he was speaking, and the things he said were simple and profound, and he would insert a funny story from time to time.

Many students who had no interest in art and were bored doing their own things also raised their heads and began to listen carefully.

While talking, Luo Yunshan stopped, put back the chalk in his hands, and sat down with a clap of hands.

The students listening to the class below were listening happily, and Luo Yunshan felt very itchy after he stopped talking suddenly.

"Teacher, why don't you talk?"

"Huh? It's been 10 minutes." Luo Yunshan replied calmly, and took out a wet towel from his pocket to wipe his hands.

"By the way, although art is a minor subject, I still need a class representative. Which classmate is willing to volunteer?" Looking at the students with different expressions under the podium, Luo Yunshan asked slowly.

"I'll come, I'll come."

"I me me!"

"Teacher, look at me!"

Many boys volunteered to stand up, raising their hands high.

"Teacher, I have studied sketching for a while, and I am the most suitable." A taller girl also raised her hand.

Luo Yunshan looked at the few people who were eager to try, and the smile in his eyes increased a bit, young people are full of energy.

"Who of you know Menzel?" Luo Yunshan asked.

Several boys were stunned when they heard the name, and when they realized that they didn't know, they immediately poked the people around them for help.

"I know, he is the master of sketching in the world!" The tall slender girl replied loudly.

"The answer is correct. You will be my class representative from now on." Luo Yunshan nodded in satisfaction.

"Hey, Mr. Luo, I'm Lu Yifeng, you can give me any tasks." Lu Yifeng has short hair, and her three-dimensional facial features make her look a little aggressive.

"Okay, my office is on the second floor behind the administration building, and you can come to me if you have any questions."

As Luo Yunshan said, out of the corner of his eye, he saw a familiar figure passing by the window.Feng Liu didn't know that he passed Class Six at that time, and even took a look inside.

After seeing the flowing names on the blackboard, Feng Liu paused, and his heart instantly became complicated.

Luo Yunshan, it's really her.

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