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A catastrophe has finally passed. Although there were many twists and turns and the atmosphere was quite frightening, it was ultimately safe. For some reason, I always feel that Xiao Minxing might care about me a little.
After he drove away, I stood downstairs in the studio for a long time, thinking about what Lu Yiheng said last night, needing to ask myself about my inner thoughts.
So how do I feel now?
Sometimes I find myself very contradictory; on one hand, I want to avoid him, but on the other hand, I can't help but want to get closer to him. His attraction to me has been long-standing, like an organ rooted deep within my heart. Sometimes I clearly know that he might already be damaged and toxic, but cutting him out would be painfully unbearable, so I endure it, again and again.
By the time I returned to my senses, more than half an hour had passed. I turned around and quickly walked upstairs to the studio.
Strangely enough, even the teacher wasn't there today; only Ye Guang was sitting in his usual spot, already setting up his easel.
I felt a bit restless, so I opened my sketchpad but didn't draw a single line for a long time. My mind was filled with countless thoughts about Xiao Minxing and how he had slowly changed in my impression.
However, just like that, when a splash of green came into view, it still caught my attention.
Lu Yishan seemed particularly fond of this color; today she wore a grass-green dress adorned with some lace. Paired with her doll-like face, she looked truly beautiful and definitely exuded that pure, innocent vibe that could captivate over ninety percent of men.
Just by looking at the handsome teacher, you could tell his eyes were glued to her as he instinctively bent down to circle around her.
She walked around the studio like a true princess, chest held high, then had the teacher accompany her on a tour of the entire training class before finally returning to our side.
Her voice was sweet enough to make one feel sticky; her large bright eyes openly gazed at the handsome teacher as she asked, "If I come here, when will classes officially start?"
The teacher immediately replied, "Anytime! As long as you come, we can start classes anytime."
"But I don't have any foundation in this area; I've only seen some oil paintings while abroad."
"Everything is interconnected. Having seen oil paintings will help you grasp comics well. Moreover, we offer one-on-one lessons here, so you don't need to worry about anything."
Lu Yishan seemed very satisfied with Teacher's attitude, so she nodded and said, "Let's get started. I want to try first, and by the way, can you please take these two people somewhere else? I like this Studio, but I don't want to be with them."
Handsome Teacher came over to me without saying a word: "Anan, you guys go to the next room. There aren't many people there during the day, and it's spacious. This student is a newcomer and her knowledge is not on the same level as yours, so I need to teach her separately."
I didn't expect that a Training Class could have such complications, and I couldn't understand why attractive women could make men lose their judgment. So I looked up at him and asked, "If the next room is so good, why don't you let her go there?"
Handsome Teacher showed a troubled expression on his face and said in a low voice, "That class also has several students. You all sit together for now, and once her class catches up, you can come back."
"Aren't there other Studios? Let her go to another one."
This time Handsome Teacher didn't speak, but Lu Yishan couldn't help but come over and look at me, saying, "I just like this one. What's wrong? You've occupied it for so long; it's time to give up your spot."
This was clearly a veiled threat. Although I had been bullied by Xiao Minxing, I wasn't an idiot; how could I not understand?
I was angry—both at her and at Xiao Minxing, as well as at the Teacher here—so I stood my ground and said, "I also like this place. There should be a first-come-first-served principle; it doesn't make sense that we have to give up our spot just because we've been here longer."
Lu Yishan let out a "giggle," almost choking on her own laughter while covering her mouth in a coy manner.
In any case, I found her unpleasant to look at, so I simply turned my eyes away and focused on my drawing board.
But Lu Yishan was better at using interpersonal relationships; she directly confronted Handsome Teacher: "This Teacher, if I can't learn in this Studio, then I think I won't enroll in this class. After all, there are plenty of training programs in Haicheng; I'm sure wherever I go they'll welcome me."
Upon hearing this, Handsome Teacher became anxious and almost pleaded with me: "Anan, um, later I'll give you a set of new Comic materials that will definitely improve your skills several times faster than what you're currently doing. Just help me out; let's go to the next room for a bit. She's only trying out the class and will leave soon."
If it were someone else, I definitely wouldn't make things difficult for them, but not with Lu Yishan. She was clearly targeting me; if I gave in, she'd only look down on me more. In front of Xiao Minxing, I couldn't do anything to her, but in another place, what reason would she have to bully me?
"You can keep it for yourself; I don't want to improve. I'll take my time," I replied directly. "If there's nothing else, please don't disturb us; it's affecting our focus."
The situation fell into a stalemate. The Teacher was stuck between a rock and a hard place; after all, we had paid for this class, yet he really didn't want to let go of Lu Yishan.
What I didn't expect was that Lu Yishan, who appeared to be a refined lady, was actually no different from a shrew.
When I felt water dripping down from my head, I stood up in surprise and saw her smiling at the corner of her mouth, holding an empty disposable cup, watching the water droplets continuously dripping from my hair as if she were enjoying a show.
Before I could move, Handsome Teacher stepped in and said, "Classmate Qiu Yuhan, don't worry, we will handle this."
He then turned to Lu Yishan with a look, trying to signal her to leave first, but this woman clearly didn't take me seriously and had no intention of leaving now.
She calmly said, "What did you just say? There’s a sequence to things, right? You can ask this Teacher. I asked him about this a year ago, so I got here before you. It’s useless to cling on."
Everyone knew she was being unreasonable. What made me angriest was that I couldn't go over and tear her apart; I was being held back by Teacher, letting her have her way.
"She paid how much here? I'll pay double. From now on, expel her," Lu Yishan continued.
Handsome Teacher was still holding onto me with one hand while he had already taken my drawing board and bag away with the other, directly avoiding her and pushing me outside.
I couldn't take it anymore; it drove me crazy. I snatched the drawing board back and threw it at Lu Yishan over him, but unfortunately, I missed. The drawing board fell to the ground and slid away until it reached Ye Guang's feet.
He had been so quiet that it seemed like he didn't exist until now when it seemed everyone finally noticed that besides me, he was also in the Studio.
He stopped painting, bent down to pick up my drawing board, took a look at it, then stood up from his seat and walked towards us.
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