After I Died, I Was So Popular Again

In class that day, Han Shi browsed the homework handed in by the students.

The time in the studio is tight, and the teachers arrange a lot of paintings every day.

Students often paint into the middle of the night, and the quality is generally not high.

Especially the children in Class D who drove ducks to the shelves, their sketching homework made Han Shi sigh.

"Can't you be more serious?" Han Shi slapped the table and said: "Take a little bit of the time you spend on mobile phones at night to paint! The final results handed in are more than just that. One by one, you are serious. Is he the Picasso of the future?"

"This is an art test! It is not an artistic creation that you can use freely!!"

In the eyes of class D students, Han Shi has always been a very gentle teacher. He always speaks very softly, and he often saves face to the students when he evaluates his paintings.

He rarely said serious things today, but it made them a little scared.

The students bowed their heads indifferently.

Han Shi continued to flip back, from beginning to end, in addition to Qi Linqing's homework, he also saw three good paintings.

He looked at the signatures, Feng Jiaqing, Zhong Chen, and Qu Jing.

The first two are all classmates who usually play well with Qi Linqing.

This Qu Jing is a student who Han Shi thinks is very talented in class D. Han Shi is not surprised that he can hand in good quality homework.

But the two paintings by Feng Jiaqing and Zhong Chen aroused his suspicion.

"Feng Jiaqing, Zhong Chen, come to my office after class." Han Shidao.

Under the podium.

Feng Jiaqing and Zhong Chen's eyes met, but they didn't know why.

"Wait you go to the cafeteria first, don't wait for me." Zhong Chen turned his head and whispered to Qi Linqing.

Qi Linqing nodded and said, "Okay."

Zhong Chen said to himself: "I don't know why Teacher Han asked me to go to the office..."

Feng Jiaqing said excitedly: "Is it because Brother Qi recently taught us how to paint, and the homework is so good. Teacher Han wants to praise us?"

Zhong Chen: "."

Then he would rather Han Shi not give up this setback. He even wanted to go to lunch with Qi Linqing.

Qi Linqing touched his head and said, "You have done a great job, and you have made rapid progress."

The tips of Zhong Chen's ears are reddish. He turned his head and tried to cover it up.

But Zhong Chen didn't know the original owner's pair of ears, which caused the blush on his ears to be particularly obvious.

Feng Jiaqing leaned forward, also wanting to compliment:

"Brother Qi, do you think I have made great progress?"

During this period of time, he quickly progressed from a **** that couldn't even draw a cube sketch to the top four in his class. Of course, he made a lot of progress.

Qi Linqing: "Well, you are also great."

In fact, Qi Linqing rarely praises people. When Feng Jiaqing heard him say this, he was immediately overjoyed.

Zhong Chen glanced at them, and there was a throbbing wave in his heart.

Just now, Qi Linqing only touched his head.

teacher's office.

Han Shi looked at the two students standing at the table, her expression a little slow.

His progress during this period of time is indeed obvious to all.

It's just that this progress is so great that he can't help but be a little skeptical.

Han Shi pushed the two assignments forward and asked, "Did you paint this?"

Before Zhong Chen could speak, Feng Jiaqing screamed: "Teacher, who else did we paint this? Ghost?"

Zhong Chen nodded in agreement.

Han Shi: "..."

He looked a little embarrassed and said, "I'll just ask. Because your recent progress is so fast..."

In Han Shi's opinion, these two paintings far surpass Qu Jing who was studying with them at the same time, and even almost reached the level of outstanding students in Class B.

Feng Jiaqing said dissatisfied: "Teacher, do you look down on us? Brother Qi has made greater progress, why don't you tell him..."

Han Shi coughed lightly and said solemnly: "Qi Linqing is a genius, not comparable to you."

Feng Jiaqing: "But he taught us to paint."

"What?! Did he teach?" Han Shi was taken aback.

Feng Jiaqing: "Yes, thanks to his guidance, Brother Zhong and I can reach our current level."

Han Shi: "..."

Is Qi Linqing able to feed back the students around him while he is rapidly learning and progressing? !

And also brought the students to an extraordinary level...

The other party shocked him beyond imagination every day.

Han Shi, an atheist, can't help but guess whether Qi Linqing will be the reincarnation of a legendary painter like Picasso in his previous life.

Zhimo Studio Canteen.

In the past, Qi Linqing and Zhong Chen had dinner together, and no one dared to approach him for a radius of ten miles.

But in fact, the relationship is very good. This time when Qi Linqing lined up to buy food, many classmates came to him to strike up a conversation.

"Student Qi, when will you enter Class A?"

"I heard that you are very good at painting now... I am curious to test your ranking next week."

Some people asked him about the rumors on the Internet.

"Student Qi, do you really want to enter the entertainment circle?"

"When are you going to take the next variety show?"

One problem after another is enough to make people dizzy.

However, Qi Linqing smiled and answered gently one by one.

"I don't know yet."

"I don't plan to enter the entertainment industry."

The second half of the sentence caused an uproar among the crowd.

"what?!"

"You don't even plan to enter the entertainment industry..."

There were even several Qi Linqing fans present. After hearing this, they all felt that their dreams were broken.

Qi Linqing didn't understand why they all wanted to enter the entertainment circle.

Obviously, when he was the original owner, he had suffered countless online violence and abuse by netizens.

The team kept moving forward, and soon it was his turn.

Qi Linqing put the meal card on the machine and said politely to his aunt:

"A fried gourd, potato stewed chicken, steamed egg."

The aunt greeted him with a smile, and deliberately secretly added a large spoonful of meat to him.

Qi Linqing glanced at his watch, put his dinner plate aside, and said:

"Let’s have another one, like hot and sour potato shreds, spicy fish tofu, minced pork vermicelli and fried shrimp in oil."

The latter is for Zhong Chen.

The aunt gave him another spoonful. Especially the oily fried shrimps, other people often only have a few rare ones, and the shrimps in his plate are so many that they have piled up small tips.

The classmate who saw this scene next to him: "..."

Hate it.

Is this good-looking differential treatment?

Qi Linqing sat by the window with two plates, went to make soup again, and sat quietly and waited.

not far away.

Tanggula saw this scene and said to his friend Liu Ping, "Let's come and find you."

He took his dinner plate and walked to sit down opposite Qi Linqing and said, "Are you waiting for Zhong Chen?"

Qi Linqing nodded, looked at Tanggula and said, "You belong to him in this position."

Tangula smiled, "It's okay, he hasn't come yet."

Qi Linqing looked down at his phone, opened WeChat and sent a message to Zhong Chen.

Tanggula remembered the recent rumors and asked, "Are you with Zhong Chen?"

"No." Qi Linqing raised his head and frowned: "Why do you say that?"

Tanggula: "I think you walk in and out every day..."

Qi Linqing: "We are friends."

Qi Linqing's frowning brows were still not soothing. He doesn't like others to sully his friendship with Zhong Chen.

"Oh, sorry, I misunderstood that."

Having said that, Tanggula's heart was filled with joy.

Does this prove that he has a chance?

During the time that Zhong Chen and Qi Linqing were in the studio, they lived in the same dormitory and class.

Obviously they are inappropriate.

However, Tanggula knew that he must slowly pursue Qi Linqing.

"That's right." Qi Linqing recalled the grand occasion of being greeted when he was queuing, and asked the other party: "Why usually, when I and Zhong Chen are walking together, few people talk to us?"

Tangula: "Huh? I thought you knew..."

Qi Linqing: "I don't know."

Tanggula whispered: "Because we recognize that Zhong Chen looks like a college entrance examination, so people don't dare to approach him."

Qi Linqing: "..." So that's it.

But Qi Linqing did not agree.

He often thinks that Zhong Chen is cute in some ways.

The voice just fell.

Tanggula suddenly noticed a hand on his shoulder.

"I'm like a college entrance examination? Huh?" A joking voice in the cold made his back suddenly chill.

Although Tanggula was too scared in his heart, he still tried to keep calm on the face.

He, he can't show his timidity in front of his rivals.

"No, I didn't say it."

However, as soon as he said something, Tangula realized that his mouth was like a leaky harmonica, shaking too hard.

Zhong Chen asked casually: "Who said that?"

Tanggula was speechless in two battles.

Who knows the source of this kind of rumor passed on?

"Thank you for your position." Qi Linqing said to him.

This made Tangula's heart hit harder.

Holding his own dinner plate, he stood up numbly and left.

Halfway through, he turned and looked at them from a distance.

The two were laughing and saying something. Qi Linqing even gently peeled Zhong Chen a shrimp.

Tanggula looked down, seemingly enlightened.

Qi Linqing was not the stupid beauty he had thought of before.

The other party just hasn't triggered the sensitive antenna for love.

Perhaps Zhong Chen is just a friend to Qi Linqing.

But what about him?

Tanggula finally realized that he might be a dispensable stranger to Qi Linqing.

The dinner table.

Qi Linqing looked at Zhong Chen and said, "Don't mind what he said."

Zhong Chen snorted coldly, "I don't mind. I don't bother to care about that kind of people."

Qi Linqing: "Yeah."

The two are eating.

Qi Linqing felt that the other party seemed a little unhappy today. I don't know if it was because of that remark just now.

He pondered for a moment, and said, "I want to take the college entrance examination."

Zhong Chen: "Huh?"

Qi Linqing: "I don't know what other people think, but I want to get closer to the college entrance examination."

When Zhong Chen loosened his hand, half of his chopsticks fell off and rolled twice on the ground.

At this moment, his complexion was as red as a tomato.

The other party...how on earth did it make it possible to say such sultry words so indifferently?

The author has something to say: Zhong Chen: Since LOVE is mentioned, let's talk about my pride.

Today, my future boyfriend said to me a sultry love story, but I was not moved. My fetus moved.

At this point, my arrogance has been fully demonstrated.

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