The faces of the two people changed drastically, and they struggled very hesitantly.

Fu Chaochao added another fire, "Think about it carefully, don't be so anxious to reply to me. Just pay more attention to yourself and do things as usual.

What is the future of following the Fu family? Why do you want to follow people in a good big company? It’s obvious that it’s not a serious matter. If it were me, I would just treat it as an excessive occasion.”

She said leisurely: "Smart people probably have been looking for a new home. Your boss must have thought of this. You are shameless in doing these things. You are so young and have a great time. Why do you have to do these risky things?"

After a turn of words, she said again: "Besides, don't you find it boring?"

The boy who often plays games on mobile phones replied: "It's quite boring."

This person spoke, and the other person also spoke: "Leave us your phone number."

Fu Chaochao reported a number, and when they opened it, he reminded them: "Don't say good things to them for me, just report it truthfully."

After she left, a boy said, "What do you think?"

"What do you think? Don't you think she makes sense?"

"Yes, I also feel that following the boss has no future, but I don't want to be a waiter, which is more boring than squatting."

"Didn't Fu Chaochao say that he could arrange a job for us, as long as we want to learn-"

The man said to himself: "It's not worse than now..."

Fu Chaochao quietly returned to the classroom. The air conditioner in the classroom was broken and he could not turn on the air conditioner. He could only try to open the doors and windows and get some air.

She carefully entered the classroom through the back door, and her movements were so light that even the car sitting in front of her didn't notice it.

The classroom was as hot as a stove. The students who were listening to the class carefully became drowsy in a short while. They couldn't hold on for half an hour and fell on the table to meet Zhou Gong.

Those who didn't listen to the class carefully kept their lying position and placed their mobile phone under the desk to play secretly.

Either play games, read novels, or browse posts, there is always something you can enjoy.

Fu Chaochao didn't want to play with his mobile phone, so he tried hard to listen to the class. This is a design style appreciation class, and the teacher released more PPT pictures.

She looked at the big screen and the pictures she selected were either fresh and pastoral, or very orthodox Mediterranean style, as well as European gorgeous style, minimalism, and the so-called future technological style, etc.

Fu Chaochao looked at the book with his head down, picked up his pen and couldn't help but write down a person's name-

"Thin depth of field"

She remembered the arrangement of her home and slowly wrote down a few words: minimalist style, brackets, and cold wind.

On the podium, the teacher asked the students what style they like and received scattered responses. Some students joked about how the future technological trend would be inhabited.

Fu Chaochao wrote a few words in the book - fresh pastoral style, Mediterranean, and open kitchen bar typhoon.

She was entangled between the fresh pastoral countryside and the Mediterranean, and finally crossed out the Mediterranean.

Although she likes the blue sea elements very much, she feels that she can't always look at blue. Many Mediterranean styles use blue tones as the basis for large-scale use.

In comparison, the fresh pastoral style is more changeable.

Fu Chaochao remembered it silently, thinking about waiting to go back and discussing with Bo Jingshen, or changing the style of the villa.
Chapter completed!