Fang Youzhen raised her eyebrow: "Don’t think that just because I was asleep that I didn’t hear what you said."
"Liking the Third Young Master and even having a child deliver your messages, not only shameless but disgraceful!"
"If you keep causing trouble, I’ll make sure you won’t be able to study here anymore, believe it or not!"
Miss Gao bit her lower lip, a look of venomous resentment in her eyes.
She glanced at Fang Youzhen, but no matter how angry she was, she could only hold it in.
"Just you wait!" Miss Gao threw this line at Bai Zhi’er and stormed out of the classroom.
Fang Youzhen snorted disdainfully.
At this moment, Bai Zhi’er tugged at her sleeve.
"Big sister, thank you for helping me out~"
Her bright big eyes, paired with that soft and adorable accent.
Made people’s hearts melt.
Fang Youzhen didn’t have a younger sister and wasn’t used to a little one suddenly getting so close to her.
She hesitated, furrowing her brow briefly.
Then quickly said, "Just ignore her next time!"
After saying this, she turned and went back to her seat, lying down to continue her nap.
After this farce, no one dared to trouble Bai Zhi’er again.
Of course, no one took the initiative to talk to the little one either.
Until the first class began.
Ma Fuzi, who came to teach, primarily taught painting.
He allowed the students to arrange themselves freely in pairs.
The theme was to draw a tiger.
"According to reliable sources, the Emperor occasionally practices tiger painting."
"If you prepare in advance, you can impress the Holy Emperor with your surprising tiger painting skills when you get the chance to meet him in certain situations."
"At that time, your name will become famous in the Capital, bringing glory to your family."
So, in pairs, one needed to draw the outline while the other filled in the tiger’s expression.
The students in the class were already familiar with each other and quickly found partners to team up with.
Only Bai Zhi’er held her piece of Xuan paper.
She dutifully stood there, blinking her big eyes at everyone.
Pointing fingers... hmm, which one looks good to be her partner?
Over there, Fang Wushen came over to Fang Youzhen.
"Sis," Fang Wushen called, "do you want to team up with me?"
Fang Youzhen was still lying down sleeping; she turned over and said impatiently, "You do your own drawing, stop bothering me, annoying!"
Fang Wushen was afraid of being hit by his sister.
Instantly lifted his head, looking for a new target in the classroom.
However, as soon as he turned his face, he met Bai Zhi’er’s sparkling gaze.
The little one blinked.
This little brother’s look is okay, honest and kind, and with great fortune!
Fang Wushen saw that nearly everyone around had formed into pairs.
It seemed only this solitary little one was left.
He was just about to walk over to Bai Zhi’er when, lo and behold, she was already running toward him.
"Brother, can you team up with me?"
"I can draw the tiger’s outline and expression, you just need to paint the eyes!"
To show her sincerity, Bai Zhi’er practically took on all the work.
Fang Wushen was taken aback; he scratched his head and embarrassedly smiled, "Well, okay... because I can’t draw."
So, the two of them found a table and started drawing the tiger.
Bai Zhi’er, in her sweet voice, directed, "You grind the ink, I’ll draw!"
Fang Wushen stayed by her side to assist.
Bai Zhi’er’s small hands held the brush; it appeared unreliable, but when the smooth lines naturally flowed from her brush, Fang Wushen was taken aback.
This little one was only three and a half years old, but her drawing skills were already solid.