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Chapter 100 Provocation

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    Mo Xuanxing looked at her and said: "You can talk about me, but you are not allowed to talk about my country. It is not a world famous school, and those who come here are considered the favored ones of heaven. Please watch your words and deeds."

    The man suddenly had a displeased expression, and the surrounding scene became extremely silent.

    Suddenly the teacher came: "Sit back to your seat for me, what are you doing?"

    Mo Xuanxing rolled his eyes at that person, and said in a low voice: "If you feel dissatisfied, come find me after class!" Then he sat back in his seat.

    During class, the teacher walked down and saw Mo Xuanxing's painting, and couldn't help but pick it up to have a look: "The painting is really good, how long did it take you?"

    Mo Xuanxing said: "From 5:01 this morning to 7:03, it took two hours and 02 minutes."

    The teacher showed disbelief: "Are you sure you drew it in such a short time?"

    Mo Xuanxing said: "Although I have no faith, there is no need for me to lie about this kind of thing, because if I lie, others will really think that I only need such a short time, so what if I am asked to do it?  I will definitely reveal myself."

    The teacher nodded and believed in this statement: "If this painting is going to participate in a competition, at least it can win the second place, and it is very hopeful to sprint to the first place."

    Mo Xuanxing frowned slightly: "Teacher, can't you see that there is something missing in this painting?"

    After listening to the teacher, the teacher looked carefully again: "I don't feel it, the color is filled in place."

    Mo Xuanxing couldn't help lowering his head. This painting lacks the most basic thing, that is, the sense of depth with the soul. Looking at this painting now, the first impression is that it looks good, and the painting is very good, but when you look carefully,  You can't get too deep into the painting.

    This is where the difference lies.

    Following the class, the teacher returned the painting to Mo Xuanxing, and left a sentence: "Keep working hard."

    It seems that he has seen it, but he doesn't know how to say it.

    When get out of class was over, Mo Xuanxing was thinking about how to complete the next material.

    A cold voice came from behind: "Didn't you want me to come to you after class?"

    Turning his head, he saw that it was a silver-haired girl.

    The silver-haired girl folded her arms: "You are very arrogant! This is not your country, you dare to be so arrogant here, are you not afraid of being beaten?"

    Mo Xuanxing looked at the silver-haired girl coldly: "So? What do you want to do? This is your country, so you can do whatever you want?"

    The silver-haired girl rushed up to control Mo Xuanxing, but Mo Xuanxing didn't think of it. She stepped aside, grabbed the silver-haired girl's silver hair, and put her knee against her leg.  Kneeling on the ground: "What are you going to do? What place do you think this is? This is the school, not a place for you to mess around. Shall we go to the teacher's office and have a chat? Drink some tea and let you calm down!"

    The silver-haired girl struggled and said: "A coward can call you a teacher! If you have the ability, you can challenge me one-on-one!"

    Mo Xuanxing directly grabbed the silver-haired girl's hair: "Aren't I just fighting you one-on-one now? Why are you still pushing Lai Lai there?"

    The silver-haired girl was in pain: "Ah, let me go!"

    Mo Xuanxing sneered: "Didn't you just clamor for a duel? Why are you clamoring here again?"

    The silver-haired girl now really feels the difficulty of Mo Xuanxing. She originally thought that this girl would not have any great skills, but she did not expect that the person she practiced martial arts every day was actually subdued by her. However, she couldn't swallow it anyway.  Don't hold your breath!  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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