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    Crouch, who was standing aside, was also very curious about my work. After hearing my words and Rachel’s gesture, Crouch couldn’t wait to reach out and peel off the black cloth.  However, with a cry of pain, the elderly Crouch reflexively retracted the hand he just stretched out.  There seemed to be a drop of blood on his hand. It was obvious that he had been stabbed by my work.  Seeing that the art expert she invited was actually injured and bleeding, Rachel quickly took out a pack of tissues from her body and gave Mr. Crouch a simple treatment, which finally stopped the bleeding temporarily.  While treating Crouch’s wound, Rachel’s heart kept spinning: Was Chris intentionally protecting me when he asked me not to touch the black cloth?  Thinking of this, an intoxicating blush appeared on Rachel's face, but it was fleeting and did not attract anyone's attention.  After a brief processing, Mr. Crouch reached out and prepared to remove the black cloth covering the spherical object. However, he was more careful at this time. After all, he would not make the same stupid mistake in a very short period of time.  As soon as Crouch carefully lifted off the black cloth, the whole class gasped, especially Mr. Crouch, our respected vice president of the Los Angeles Art Association.  What everyone saw was a big ball of cotton, but I wrapped a circle of anti-theft barbed wire around the cotton. Since this thing is not easy to find, I had to cut a piece from the rooftop of my bar. If  If you look closely, you can still see the rust on it.  And these rusts are what made Crouch's face look so ugly.  It is estimated that after the evaluation is over, Mr. Crouch will definitely unleash his potential and rush to the hospital as quickly as possible to get a tetanus shot.  Ignoring Crouch's cannibalistic gaze, I began to introduce my work: "I named my work Inner World. Most people in this world will not open their hearts to others.  But the more such people are, the more they have the desire to explore other people's inner worlds. But in the process of exploring other people's inner worlds, many people will be stabbed, just like Mr. Crouch did here.  "I deeply apologize for Mr. Qi's injury." Under the eyes of so many people, Crouch reluctantly accepted my apology. Of course, whether he accepts it or not has nothing to do with me. This is just me.  Make a show.  Now that the appearance was done, I continued: "A person's heart often has a strong coat. If others can let him take off this coat and reveal the most true inner world, this inner world will definitely  Just like this cotton wool, it is pure, warm and soft, and I always believe that human nature is good. " "In this work of mine, the whole sphere is wrapped in black cloth to make it exude a sense of kindness to others.  Attraction is like the attraction that someone's inner world exerts on other people. Of course, if you rashly uncover this piece of black cloth, you will be hurt by the anti-theft wire hidden in the black cloth.  And this anti-theft barbed wire represents people's protection of themselves and their distrust of others. When you break through this barbed wire, that is when you are truly recognized by a person, and that is when you enter his inner world.  " After the introduction of my own works, Rachel's eyes were full of confusion: Is this still the bad student I know who only sleeps in class and refuses to repent?  Why does he always bring surprises, puzzles and curiosity to me every time?  Chris, what is your inner world like?  From the applause my words received, I knew that my work was also successful, and after I suddenly got this inspiration, I never doubted it.  After everyone introduced their works, everyone was asked to leave the classroom, and the works were left in the classroom waiting for Crouch’s final marking.  But before scoring, we must wait quietly for Mr. Crouch to come back from the hospital for an injection. Between work and life, most people will choose the latter answer.  Of course, grading is not our students’ business, so we will not wait around outside the classroom. Instead, we will go to the restaurant or have fun on the playground to relax the mental pressure caused by the exam.  Two hours later, everyone returned to the classroom consciously, and by this time the grading of our works had been completed, but I didn’t know where the elderly Mr. Crouch was.  When we walked into the classroom, Rachel was the only one left in the classroom. Her face was full of indignation for some reason, and the look she looked at me was full of apologies.  This makes me very confused. Did Crouch do something to Rachel during the evaluation?  But what does her apologetic look mean?  Although I don’t know what the specific matter was, when I saw Rachel’s eyes like this, I suddenly felt?A feeling of anger, and I really don’t know where this feeling comes from. I just hope that the sanctimonious Crouch didn’t do anything ridiculous, otherwise I will make him regret it for the rest of his life.  And when I walked to my work, I finally understood why Rachel had such an expression, because there was a score clearly written in red pen under my work that surprised me a little, five.  Seventeen points, yes, my work failed.  When I saw such a score, I should have been very puzzled and angry, but I felt a sense of relief in my heart, and the evil fire that suddenly appeared just now calmed down.  .  When everyone was paying attention to the scores of their works, Rachel walked up to me seemingly casually and whispered: "I'm sorry! I couldn't stop him." I knew the 'he' here was referring to.  Crouch, and he gave me such an obviously personal score is most likely because my work made his noble hands bleed.  Seeing Rachel's expression, I couldn't help but comfort her: "Don't worry too much." Hearing my comfort, Rachel just nodded subconsciously, and I don't know if she listened.  As the saying goes, every gain must come with a loss. In the written test, I got a high score by mistake, and here I was given a low score by man-made malice.  This gain and loss made my mentality a little subtle. In this world that can never be fair, such a "fairness" rarely occurs. This makes me feel a little enlightenment, but I can't say what it is specifically.  I just know that this epiphany has only good and no harm to me.  Because the art department’s examination is mainly based on the work part, if you fail in the work part, no matter how high your score is in the written examination, your final assessment will be unqualified. ?????????????? There are only two people in the entire art department who are unlucky people whose works are unqualified. One of them is naturally me, and the other one is Colleen who hired someone to do the painting for her.  And I am undoubtedly the most unlucky of the two unlucky guys.  In order to prevent myself from having to retake it with lower grade students next semester, I decided to go through the back door to find a way out.  The person I am looking for is the old fox Adam, the president of UCLA.  We were looking for him because of his identity as the principal.  If you find another teacher or someone from the Academic Affairs Department, you will definitely be blamed and held accountable.  And the old fox Adam is the principal of this school. In the school, his words are true to his word, and who will hold him accountable?  "More importantly, only he and Xiao Ning know my exact identity in this school. If I don't look for him, who will I look for?"  After making up my mind, I once again went to Principal Adam’s office, that quaint office building.  When I first arrived, it was the same. The small building was still hidden in the lush greenery. Just because it was approaching summer, the branches and leaves on the trees seemed more dense, and this area became cooler.  It makes people feel its natural flavor.  (While taking advantage of the intermission, I will quickly upload a chapter for everyone, haha)
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