The Lord’s Little Cutie Is the Old Ancestor

After the teachers left, Li Hao and Tian Peng also calmed down. Looking at Geng Rui's cold face and Director Chen's pale face, they suddenly realized that they had recruited the school black again.

"Director Chen... I was wrong..."

"Well, I was wrong too, I shouldn't be impulsive..."

Li Hao and Tian Peng apologized to Director Chen, regretting why they didn't hold their breath just now.

Director Chen lowered his head and sighed, then raised his head and said with a smile, "It's okay, children! You are also to protect me and maintain the school! I am proud of you! Because you treat me and the school sincerely , This kind of sincerity is not available to those few! I am too happy to be too late, and I won’t blame you!"

At this moment, the students in the art class were all moved.

Especially Li Hao and Tian Peng, they were the first time they heard such affirmation from their teacher. For an instant, they felt as if they had been sublimated and saw the arc of the characters.

At the same time, the sense of mission in the body has become stronger.

"Today, we must cheer for the monitor!"

"Yes, even if we didn't win the championship in the end, the squad leader is our pride!"

"Yes! Squad leader, come on!"

However, the cheering voices of a few of them were soon drowned out by waves of cheers.

Li Hao pointed to the vehicle coming from behind, "Look! It's the master of Sanskrit who is here!"

As Li Hao's voice fell, a black limousine stopped before the red carpet, the door opened, and a woman wearing a high-definition dress with a **** body and extremely beautiful appearance slowly got out of the car.

The moment the high heels hit the ground, the cheers on the scene became more and more heated.

"Sanskrit!"

"Sanskrit!"

"Sanskrit I love you!"

"Ah! The Sanskrit sound is so beautiful!"

"Goddess of Sanskrit look here! Sanskrit I love you!"

There was a burst of support, and everyone became enthusiastic, and the reporters pointed their long guns and short cannons at Sanskrit.

At this time, the organizer and other judges had already stepped out and enthusiastically welcomed the Sanskrit sound in.

"Fuck, is this the famous master of Sanskrit? It's so beautiful!" Li Hao exclaimed.

"Yeah, I finally saw the real person, it's even more beautiful than the legend!" Tian Peng stunned and agreed.

"Good-looking or second, mainly because there are talents, drawing is super!" Li Hao continued.

Director Chen couldn't say any words of exclamation, but frowned, "This is Sanskrit, isn't it the beautiful sister of Dihao Gu?"

Hearing Director Chen say this, Li Hao and the others suddenly remembered that Fanyin was Gu Meili's sister.

Alas... I just hope that Lin Shuyan won't lose too miserably this time.

The preparations in the venue have been completed. Because it is a city-level competition, and the participation of Sanskrit, the TV station also participated in the live broadcast of the competition.

The game has not officially started yet, at this moment Gu Jiafan is resting in the judges' lounge.

The other judges have come to Gu Jiafan with the sketches they received in advance.

"I finally saw the true face of the master of Sanskrit. I didn't expect that the famous master of Sanskrit was so young and beautiful." Judge A said.

Gu Jiafan raised his head and looked at judge A with cold eyes, "What? What you said is discriminatory."

Judge A was taken aback, and hurriedly explained, "Don't dare not! How dare I discriminate against you."

After that, the judge handed the sketches to Gu Jiafan, "Teacher Fanyin, these are the first round sketches submitted by the contestants this year. Would you like to take a look first."

Gu Jiafan's eyes fell on the drawing, but he didn't answer it. Instead, he asked softly, "Are all of the contestants here?"

Judge A shook his head, "No, it's still short of an experimental school called Lin Shuyan's drawing that hasn't been handed in. That girl hasn't come until now. Seeing that the competition is about to start, I don't think she will come."

"Oh?" Gu Jiafan raised her eyebrows slightly. She seemed to have heard the name of Lin Shuyan in Gu Meili's mouth. She also appeared in Jiangshan last time. "Are you sure she won't come?"

Judge A shook his head, "I'm not sure, but it doesn't make sense for her to come. The final champion of this competition must be Gu Meili. I have just looked at all the paintings submitted, Gu Meili's. Among all the works, she is definitely the most outstanding. She deserves to be the sister of the Sanskrit teacher, and her ability is really extraordinary. In just a few days, her style of painting has improved a lot, and she is no different from her works in the preliminary competition."

The judge said this in order to flatter Gu Jiafan. However, Gu Jiafan knew in his heart that the reason why Gu Meili's painting was significantly improved was because of her personal participation.

Gu Jiafan smiled faintly, keeping a sense of alienation on his face, and his eyes swept from the judges and the staff of the organizer one by one, "That's it. Although Gu Meili is my sister, the competition is fair. I hope that everyone will not take extra care of her because of me. Everything must uphold the principle of fairness, justness and openness, okay? Of course, I will also make relevant and fair suggestions."

After hearing Gu Jiafan's words, the judges praised her.

"It's worthy of being a Sanskrit teacher, as expected, the realm is very high."

"We will definitely follow the principle of fairness and justice according to what Teacher Fanyin said."

"Gu Meili's excellence is obvious to all, and we all admit that it has nothing to do with the Sanskrit teacher."

At this moment, an off-site staff member hurriedly walked in and said to the leader of the organizer, "Leader, a big man is here!"

"Big man? Who is it?" The leader was taken aback, and there are people bigger than Sanskrit?

The staff nodded, "It's Master Lin Rong, who came with Master Lin Rong, and there is a gentleman."

"Damn!" The leader was shocked. This is really a big man. "Have you arranged the position?"

The staff nodded, "It has been arranged, in the forefront, with the best view."

The leader nodded, and after greeted Gu Jiafan, he went out busy.

The judges were all talking about it at this moment, but they didn't expect that a painting competition attracted all the nobles of the Imperial Capital Lin's family.

Isn't it, it's also to meet the teacher of Sanskrit?

Gu Jiafan sat in his seat, listening to the comments of the judges.

Lin Rong is here, there is another gentleman who is following Lin Rong?

If nothing else, that gentleman should be Lin Xiao.

Gu Jiafan's red lips twitched slightly, revealing a charming smile that reversed all sentient beings.

Still saying that he is not interested, duplicity man.