With Jiang Xiaolang's current ability, he can be a professor at the world's top university for mistaken eyebrow drawing and can lead graduate students to do projects!

Such a height is something that Dicang and others cannot reach no matter what.

Jiang Ying felt very distressed: "I would rather he be a little mediocre!"

After all, a person’s potential is limited. It is not necessarily a good thing that Jiang Xiaolang overdraws his potential too early!

Jiang Xiaolang ignored their comments and focused on setting the questions.

At this moment, he is a veritable old professor!

After he finished the question, he handed it to Jiang Ying and said, "Just please send it to me. The name is marked on it, don't send it wrong!"

Jiang Ying smiled and said, "I can still do this little thing! Take the time to rest!"

After she finished speaking, she turned around and left the office.

This office also has an ensuite with a bed to rest.

Jiang Xiaolang walked into the suite and left Sizhu outside to protect Jiang Xiaolang, and the rest were doing things as Jiang Xiaolang ordered.

Jiang Xiaolang did not sleep, but sat cross-legged on the bed and began to meditate.

He was indeed very tired, but he always thought about Xu Qiaoqiao's words in his mind. He was not her food!

Ha, is that little fool so crazy now? Doesn’t even look down on him?

His heart was a little indescribable. He wanted to see her and even hug her!

When he was a child, he hugged her countless times, but he felt completely different that night!

He never knew he was nervous when facing anything, but his heart beat as fast as a drum that day, and he couldn't control himself.

Jiang Xiaolang's lips couldn't help but bend.

He adjusted his sitting posture, pinched his hand gesture, slowly closed his eyes, let his consciousness spread, and felt the breath of promised Qiao Qiao.

At this moment, Xu Qiaoqiao is in the studio.

The studio was very quiet, and there were a few female classmates painting quietly, while An Xiaonan sat aside and played with her cell phone.

Xu Qiaoqiao is painting a Chinese style cartoon character painting.

She painted very seriously and used her brushwork skillfully, but when she finished her brush and admired her paintings, she suddenly realized that the character was Jiang Xiaolang's beauty! He was looking at her with a smile!

"Oh, my god!"

Xu Qiaoqiao immediately blushed and quickly pulled the drawing paper off the drawing board.

An Xiaonan heard the movement and looked over: "What's wrong?"

Xu Qiaoqiao hurriedly folded the drawing paper and stuffed it into his backpack, "It's okay, it's okay, I've drawn the wrong one!"

An Xiaonan looked at her suspiciously: "I drew the wrong way, why are you blushing?"

"I'm not blushing, it's because the studio is too hot!"

"Ha, I feel cold even after turning on the air conditioner for 16 degrees. Are you still hot? To be honest, are you guilty? What undescribable content have you drawn?"

An Xiaonan said as she was about to grab the drawing paper. Xu Qiaoqiao hurriedly hugged the bag in her arms: "Don't mess around, go play your game!"

As Xu Qiaoqiao spoke, she suddenly felt that there were some eyes staring at her.

Her heart tightened, her face darkened, and she looked around.

Except for An Xiaonan, the other classmates were drawing and did not look at her.

She looked out the window suspiciously.

The studio is on the eighth floor, so it is impossible for someone to peek at her outside the wall!

"What are you looking around?" An Xiaonan asked.

"I feel that someone peeks at me and makes my heart shudder."

An Xiaonan also looked around: "Peeping? Impossible? There is no abnormality. How do you know someone peeping at you?"

Xu Qiaoqiao said: "You don't understand!"

Because she practices the Momen mental method, her perception ability is not comparable to that of ordinary people.

Seeing that Xu Qiaoqiao noticed it, Jiang Xiaolang quickly retracted his consciousness and couldn't help but laugh softly.

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