"Hey, what's your look?" After answering the question, Wang Shujie returned to his seat and felt the look of Wang Ting looking at him, but he felt obviously uncomfortable.

Compared to Wang Ting at this moment, Wang Shujie still prefers her who usually quarrels with her. She can only say that habits are a good thing.

Wang Shujie's words were still very useful. In an instant, the gratitude in Wang Ting's eyes disappeared, and the urge to kill Wang Shujie on the spot was replaced.

The ballpoint pen was squeezed tightly by Wang Ting, and the crackling sound quietly sounded, making Wang Shujie's expression stutter. Is this still Wang Ting who can't even twist the bottle cap?

Realizing that he might be in danger of his life, Wang Shujie sat up straight and looked very careful.

Although Wang Shujie had already mastered the corresponding knowledge, he still listened very seriously at this time when he looked at the math teacher who was teaching seriously. Wang Shujie could hear that the math teacher should have prepared carefully for this class.

All the difficulties and easy-to-make mistakes were pointed out by the math teacher, and there were one or two things that Wang Shujie didn't care about.

Most of the students in the class listened very seriously. Rural children are early and mature relatively early, and they all know the importance of learning. Learning is also their only way out of the mountains.

Even the students who are usually naughty are trying hard to concentrate and keep the knowledge points mentioned by the math teacher in mind as much as possible.

Perhaps because of Wang Shujie's influence, Wang Ting became serious at some point. She was not good at mathematics, and she didn't know much about the points mentioned by many of the mathematics teachers.

For this reason, Wang Ting could only record these things she didn't understand and asked the math teacher for advice until she had time after class.

In such a learning atmosphere, time always passes quickly, and the forty-minute class is like a moment. When the bell rang, everyone was somewhat unable to react.

The math teacher announced the end of get out of class, turned around and wiped the blackboard clean, stood on the podium, waiting to solve the questions for the students.

Soon, a group of classmates walked up and asked what they didn’t understand in class, and the math teacher also taught patiently.

Wang Shujie looked at the scene on the podium, took out a pencil, and quickly stroked it on the paper. Before he was reborn, Wang Shujie knew almost anything, but he had not learned enough to master it.

However, Wang Shujie still knows a little about the simple sketch. Even if it cannot be drawn perfectly, it should be enough. Wang Shujie also wants to record the scene in front of him. I believe that this will be of extraordinary significance after 10 or 20 years.

The pencil seemed particularly flexible in Wang Shujie's hands. Soon, there was a rough outline on the paper. Although there were still many details to add, it was already roughly able to see what Wang Shujie was drawing.

Wang Ting, who originally wanted to ask a math teacher's problem, saw Wang Shujie's actions and quietly saw the outlines appearing on the paper, which made her stunned. Wang Ting knew about the sketch, but she didn't expect Wang Shujie to understand this.

Even though Wang Ting has seen the world outside and heard of sketching, she has never seen it with her own eyes.

After all, Wang Ting's parents are ordinary workers outside, and they have no way to let Wang Ting get in touch with too much about sketching. Moreover, with Wang Ting's personality, it is difficult to calm down and learn sketching.

"Wang Shujie, are you sketching?" Wang Ting asked in disbelief.

Wang Ting still knows Wang Shujie a little. She knows that Wang Shujie is an ordinary rural child. The farthest place he has been to is the town and has never even been to the county town. But now, Wang Shujie has shown his ability to sketch, which makes her unable to believe her eyes.

"Yes, it's just a simple sketch." Wang Shujie, immersed in the sketch, did not notice Wang Ting's state.

For Wang Shujie, sketching is relatively simple. Of course, this is because he only knows the simplest and the more difficult ones, and he doesn't know how to draw it.

Perhaps in Wang Ting's opinion, Wang Shujie, who has mastered sketching skills, is very powerful, but to Wang Shujie, this is nothing.

Seeing Wang Shujie's indifferent look, Wang Ting gasped heavily, her eyes a little annoyed. It was really a bit disgusting! Even though Wang Ting was not interested in sketching, she was still very excited when she saw the sketching skills she had heard appeared in front of her.

But what about Wang Shujie? He didn't care at all, which made Wang Ting feel excited and feeding the dog!

"Hmph!" Wang Ting snorted coldly, stretched out her hand to push Wang Shujie hard to take revenge, but after hesitating for a moment, she chose to give up.

Wang Ting looked at Wang Shujie coldly. She wanted to see what Wang Shujie could draw. If it was not good? Humph, then she didn't mind telling other classmates about this as a joke.

As for Wang Shujie's paintings are very good? Wang Ting doesn't think there is such a possibility. Don't forget that the right to judge is in her hands!
Chapter completed!