Chapter 9 She's too attractive.

After getting out of the bath, Anne looked at the time, there were still twenty minutes before class, and her classroom was not far from the school door, walking there should be just right.

She let out a long breath and cheered herself on, "The sky will not fall, Anne Miller, a woman of the new era should be not to stick to trifles!"

Anne adjusted her mind; she curved the corners of her lips to squeeze out a shallow smile and took a hard step towards the school.

She came to the classroom and looked at the class schedule, and this class was a calligraphy aesthetic class, one of the professional classes.

She loved calligraphy, and practicing it could cultivate sentimentality and kept away the ugliness.

But it was difficult to practice well, in addition to having the wisdom and the guidance of a famous teacher, but also the perseverance and it would be futile not to be able to persevere.

She took out the "Pen Array Figure" of Batty Clark, a famous calligrapher in ancient China, and she prepared to delineate it.

Suddenly, a strong sense of suffocation overtook her, and she sensitively found her surroundings were abnormal.

It was as if an ultra-low pressure from Siberia had swept over her, and the aura was powerful.

She glanced up, only to see the Vice Principal accompanying an imposing, distinguished, and handsome man passing by the window.

The man commanded something to the vice-principal, who bowed and nodded in succession, the vice-principal bowed his head like a loyal dog, and the two walked into the classroom together.

A man of incredible beauty was presented to all eyes.

His facial profile was deep and his five handsome features were breathtaking.

He was tall and upright and perfect, his powerful muscles could be felt through his clothes, and a dark suit set his figure off even more impeccably, inside he wore a light-colored shirt and a jewel blue twill tie.

"Holy shit!"

Lucy Collins, her fellow tablemate, excitedly pounded Anne with her elbow, and her eyes were glowing with hunger.

"Anne, look! The male god descends! His face was worthy of the president of a handsome country, look at his eyebrows and the mouth, it was perfect!"

"Oops, my heart is pounding! I am dying!"

"Anne, I want to go to the bathroom and kill myself by swallowing a cucumber for a while....."

Lucy was chattering endlessly with a strong urge to urinate.

Anne smiled and did not look up; she pressed her sleeve and poured the ink into the ink dish, her temperament was graceful, as if she was making tea.

She was quite calm.

The man's fierce, eagle-like eyes swept the field, it was so domineering that the classroom was instantly silent.

In the end, his gaze fell on Anne, and his deep and sea-like ink eyes were locking on her with interest.

She wore a white long-sleeved dress, her silky green silk was sagging naturally, and a few strands of hair in the front covered part of her cheeks, giving off a subtle hazy beauty.

Her hair was flicked with the breeze, revealing a delicate and pure five senses, she was elegant and charming.

The corner of his lips lifted a plundering arc; it was so refreshing to see a girl as sweet as a mountain spring.

She was too attractive, her beauty was not the most important, and the main thing was her innocence and grace, which made her stand out, shining and attractive.

Look at her ink-dotting action, it was fascinating.

His heart was instantly pinched, and he was completely captive.

That was right, this girl was the one who had awakened the sleeping desires and hidden energies within him.

He wanted her!

The vice-principal straightened his bow tie; he walked to the podium and cleared his throat twice and began to speak.

"Dear students, I know that you have always wanted to have a master celebrity to instruct you, so the school has solemnly invited the famous calligrapher Mr. Harris to instruct you on your calligraphy, and everyone applauded and warmly welcomed the honorable Professor Harris."