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Chapter 71 Calligraphy

　　Li Mingyue listened to Shen Yanbing's class for the first time.

　　The bell rang for class, and Shen Yanbing missed the opportunity, so she had to pretend not to see her, and started teaching as usual.

　　She was talking about modern literature, and today she was talking about poetry, and a few example poems were shown. The students in the front row listened carefully, and the heads in the back row sitting upright and looking at the podium were particularly conspicuous.

　　The corners of Shen Yanbing's mouth hooked slightly, and he couldn't hold back his smile.

　　Li Mingyue wrote and drew from time to time, looking up and down, as if taking notes, Shen Yanbing looked at her without showing any trace, and the students in the audience didn't notice the teacher's distraction at all.

　　A class passed quickly, and Li Mingyue was still sitting there, next to the corridor, and the seat in front of her was also empty.

　　A student came to the stage to ask Shen Yanbing a question. Shen Yanbing took a look at Li Mingyue, adjusted his glasses, and turned his head to respond to the student, "This perspective change is not only the need for contextual expression, as you just said, it is more..."

　　Li Mingyue rested her chin, watched her meticulously communicate with the students, and suddenly went back to when she first came, Shen Yanbing was sitting in front of the coffee table, flipping through a notebook and explaining modern things to her.

　　The past is vivid and clearly visible.

　　Even after class was over, the classroom was still quiet, most of the people were doing their own things and talking very quietly.

　　The students who were a few seats away got up, Li Mingyue gave way, and noticed that most of the people were playing with their mobile phones, so they also took out their mobile phones, and after doing nothing for a while, sent Shen Yanbing a WeChat message to say hello.

　　It's her newly added expression pack of pink long-haired girl holding a sign.

　　Shen Yanbing was talking with the students when the screen of her phone lit up, she ignored it, and waited for someone to say goodbye with thanks before unlocking the lock screen in a hurry.

　　She raised her eyebrows and looked at the familiar faces in the back row of the lecture theater.

　　Li Mingyue stood the notebook sideways on the table, with the words "Hello Teacher!" and a big exclamation mark written on it with a signature pen.

　　Shen Yanbing wore glasses while teaching, so she could read the words clearly.

　　She couldn't help but curl her lips into a smile, and saw Li Mingyue turned another page, on the notebook was written "Teacher, please ask questions!" in large characters.

　　Shen Yanbing looked at her amusedly, and Li Mingyue stared at her with sparkling star eyes. After a while, she was defeated by the other party's smiling gaze. She closed the notebook on the table with her hands, put her arms on the table, and lay her head on it. .

　　Like a cat that loses energy after failing.

　　Shen Yanbing didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and lowered her head to send her a WeChat message: "Why are you here?"

　　Normally, Li Mingyue should be painting or practicing calligraphy at the Academy of Fine Arts.

　　"The people from the studio have gone to sketch." Li Mingyue buried her head in replying to the message, "People from the calligraphy department always come to bother me."