Chapter 2995 2997【Slam Dunk Master】


    At this time, Zhao Ye had finished copying his homework. When he was handed over to the class representative on stage, he passed by Lin Jiamo and deliberately nudged her.


    "Zhao Ye! Why are you so annoying!" Lin Jiamo said angrily.


    “I’m sorry, salute and fart, I’ll smoke you to death~” Zhao Ye said with a playful smile.


    “Disgusting.” Lin Jiamo pouted.


    At this time, Fang Hui happened to walk into the classroom. After sitting down at his desk, he took out a roll of white paper from his schoolbag and quietly handed it to Lin Jiamo and said, "Jiamo, this is for you."


    "What?" Lin Jiamo opened it curiously and took a look. She was stunned and couldn''t help shouting, "Wow!"


    When Zhao Ye saw it, he came over curiously and snatched the paper away. Then he couldn''t help but exclaimed, "Holy crap!"


    ?The students saw how shocked they were and couldn''t help but come over. After seeing the contents on the paper clearly, they couldn''t help but let out a cry of admiration.


    It turned out that the picture on the paper was a picture of Rukawa Maple, and the picture looked quite similar.


    In the 1990s, "Slam Dunk" could be said to be a huge hit in the Mainland, becoming popular among many teenagers and driving countless people crazy.


    Even the sport of basketball has become extremely popular because of this. And boys who are good at basketball have a little more charm because of it.


    So when they saw Fang Hui painting Rukawa Maple, and the painting looked so similar, the students naturally marveled.


    “Awesome, Fang Hui, the painting is so good~”, “The painting is so similar, just like a cartoon~”, “Fang Hui, you are so good, and you have such skills.”


    ?The praises from her classmates made Fang Hui feel a little frightened. This was the first time she had received so much recognition, and she didn''t know how to deal with it for a while.


    “You have learned to draw, and you are so good at it.” Qiao Ran said with a smile.


    “I learned a little bit when I was a kid,” Fang Hui said in a low voice.


    “Fang Hui, please draw one for me too. Just draw Sakuragi Hanamichi’s slam dunk. Hey, how handsome he is!” Zhao Ye came over and shouted,


    "Why? Who are you?" Lin Jiamo choked.


    "Then this one belongs to me." Zhao Ye said immediately after hearing this, wanting to take the Rukawa Kaede painting as his own.


    ?Lin Jiamo naturally refused and got up to grab it from him.


    “Zhao Ye, please return the painting to Jia Mo, and I will draw another one for you.” Fang Hui said immediately when he saw this.


    Zhao Ye was immediately satisfied and returned the painting to Jia Mo with a smile.


    ??"Shameless~" Lin Jiamo took the painting carefully, and then slapped Zhao Ye angrily.


    “Who do you like?” Fang Hui looked at Qiao Ran and asked.


    ?Before Lin Jiamo came, Qiao Ran was the person who had the best relationship with her. They both liked to watch Oscar Wilde''s "The Little Prince".


    “I like the last family photo.” Qiao Ran said softly.


    “Holy shit, you’re smart. Everyone has that family photo. If I had known, I would have drawn that one too.” When Zhao Ye heard this, he immediately laughed.


    …


    At this moment, the class bell rang, and everyone returned to their seats one after another.


    ?Hou Jia, the head teacher, entered the classroom with books.


    When the students saw him, they cheered one after another.


    A few days ago, Hou Jia asked for leave due to illness, and the dean of students, Ma Zhiyuan, took over the class, which frustrated them to the point of frustration.


    ?Now that Teacher Hou is back, they are finally liberated.


    “Are you so happy to see me?” Hou Jia smiled and said, “I heard from Director Ma that you are crazy these days and have caused me a lot of trouble.”


    “How can you, teacher, we are all good children~”


    “It’s all nonsense, you must not believe it~”


    “We are all well behaved, and we are definitely not messing around~”


    ??The students talked in a flurry of voices.


    ?Hou Jia is a newly graduated master''s student from the Normal University. She is a few years older than the students. She has a gentle personality and is beautiful, just like a big sister. Therefore, everyone likes her and is willing to play tricks with her.


    “Okay, okay.” Hou Jia coughed lightly and said, “Last time in the school’s blackboard competition, our class was ranked last, directly at the bottom.


    Our class is a collective, and the honor of the class is our own honor. No one wants to embarrass his class, right? I would like to hear your opinions on the next blackboard newspaper competition? "


    At this time, Xiang Nan raised his hand.


    “Say.” Hou Jia nodded to him.


    "Teacher Hou, you are recovering from your illness. Don''t be too anxious about the blackboard report." Xiang Nan stood up and said, "I would like to recommend a classmate..."


    “Who is it?” Teacher Hou asked curiously.


    “Fang Hui.” Xiang Nan said.


    Hearing him recommend her, Fang Hui suddenly became a little nervous.


    The students are very supportive.


    Fang Hui is so good at drawing comics, so it shouldn’t be a problem for her to publish on the drawing board.


    “I think the blackboard matter is related to the honor of the class, and everyone in the class should contribute.” Xiang Nan continued, “Especially students with special talents.”


    "Hey, that''s right, Fang Hui, I remember that your specialty is art, right?" Upon hearing this, Hou Jia immediately looked at Fang Hui and said.


    Fang Hui stood up quickly, not knowing how to answer.


    "Yes, teacher, Fang Hui is very good at painting, and the painting of "Slam Dunk Master" is the same as the original. Do you think so?" At this time, Zhao Ye stood up and agreed.


    “Yes!”, “The painting is really good!”, “It’s so similar~”


    The students all agreed.


    "Okay, since everyone trusts you, Fang Hui will leave the next issue of the newspaper to you." Hou Jia nodded.


    “I’ll try my best.” Fang Hui said timidly.


    “Okay, let’s all work hard together.” Hou Jia nodded.


    “Okay.” The students responded in unison.


    …


    During the class break, Fang Hui hesitated for a moment, then came to Xiang Nan and asked quietly, "Why me?"


    “What?” Xiang Nan raised his head and asked.


    "Why me?" Fang Hui asked again, still in a low voice and with a timid expression.


    "You are good at painting." Xiang Nan smiled and said, "Who else in our class has such ability besides you? So you are doing your part."


    "But I have never drawn a blackboard newspaper." Fang Hui said timidly.


    "It''s okay." Xiang Nan smiled, "Last time He Sha painted big trees that looked like bundles of celery. Even if you are not good at it, you must be better than her."


    "But..." Fang Hui still hesitated.


    She didn''t like to be in the limelight, and she couldn''t bear the expectations of the whole class, so she subconsciously wanted to avoid it.


    ?Just like this, no one pays attention to me, no one cares about me, I can just finish high school safely and without any danger.


    "It doesn''t matter, I''ll help you when the time comes." Qiao Ran came over and said, "I can''t draw, but I can help you color or write something."


    Seeing what he said, Fang Hui finally nodded.


    "I recommended her to the poster, but she resisted. As soon as you persuaded her, she readily agreed." Xiang Nan smiled and said to Qiao Ran, "I think she must be interested in you."


    "What nonsense are you talking about? We are good friends." Qiao Ran waved his hand quickly.


    Xiang Nan sighed when he saw it.


    Since he insists on denying it, don’t blame him for being sorry for his friend.


    (End of this chapter)