Divorce: This is a Trivial Matter

Yang Wei held the phone for three seconds and replied: "Yes."

"Then I will pick you up at two o'clock tomorrow afternoon."

"OK~"

Fang Chengran looked at Yang Wei's reply, unconsciously opened his mouth, and updated a Weibo with a good mood: "I still decided to post a new article tonight. Do you now feel that life is full of surprises? [doge]"

Readers: "..."

Women are so fickle!

Waiting for three minutes, the new article is called "My Royal Highness, the World Only belongs to My Princess". It is a western fantasy essay from the perspective of a male subject. After reading the first chapter, the readers who are waiting for feeding will accidentally type it in the comment area. The exclamation in my heart: "It must be in love! It is so normal and unscientific!"

But Yang Wei sees this article afterwards. She is now working hard in class.This evening is mainly to modify everyone's homework. Yang Wei copied the painting from the homework paste to the painting software and started to modify it one by one.

Students who have zero foundation in the class also have very good foundation. For example, Gao Fushuai in the future knows that he has studied sketching at a glance.Yang Wei changed a few strokes to make him pay attention to depicting the character's expression, and then turned to classmate Li Gou's work.

"Uh..." Yang Wei didn't know how to comment on his homework for a while, and the style of this stick figure could be regarded as a leader among the pupils.Although each person's head only scribbled a few strokes, the ratio was surprisingly good, and the positions of the facial features were drawn extremely accurately.

"Student Li Gou's painting has no problem with the scale, but this is after all a figure rather than a map. You can pay attention to the details of the depiction next time." Yang Wei said while modifying the original painting, but simply added it. A few strokes make the entire face come to life.

In 1998: the teacher really touched orz

Cocoa: Hanamaki Plastic Surgery Office √

"Finally, only the last classmate's painting is left." Yang Wei exhaled with relief. "Well, classmate Coco's homework... Are you drawing an alien?"

cocoa:……

Cocoa: Teacher, please do not abuse.

"It doesn't matter. It was normal to draw badly at first. Your two eyes are too far apart and your ears should be drawn down."

Cocoa: Teacher, why don’t you change my homework on April Fool’s Day, so that you can at least lie to me that the painting is very good.

Yang Wei was silent for a while before saying seriously: "Some lies are unspeakable even on April Fools' Day."

cocoa:……

Future Gao Fushuai: Hahahahahahaha

Ninety-eight: The best today.

"Okay, let's start to learn the human body in the next class. Today's class is over. Good night everyone." Yang Wei left the classroom after she finished. It was already 10:30, but she slept too long in the afternoon, and she still doesn't feel a bit sleepy.

She was about to find a TV series to watch, and the phone on her desktop shook.Yang Wei picked it up and looked at it. It was a text message from his brother Yang Ming.She twitched her lips, wouldn't she be looking for her to pretend to be a girlfriend so soon?

She thought about it with her mobile phone, and still opened it to check.

"Sister, the girl who followed me last time turned out to be my primary school desk Wen Xue! Her mother remarried and she is now Shen Qing! I don’t know why she changed her name! And she had long hair before! I didn’t recognize it at all Out of her! Hairy eggs!"

Yang Wei: "..."

Through hairy eggs and a series of exclamation marks, she has fully understood Yang Ming's collapsed heart at this time.

"Don't you tell me that first love is a dream that men will never want to wake up? Are you ironic?"

Yang Wei knew that she shouldn't fall into the rocks at this time, but she didn't know why... it was so cool.

Until Yang Wei had finished watching an episode of the TV series and had not received a reply from Yang Ming, she began to worry about whether her brother could not think about it.