The next morning, Roxane got out of bed with great difficulty. She quickly showered, changed, and went downstairs to meet Professor Watson, who was stretching his limbs while waiting.
She called politely,
– Hello, Professor Watson.
Professor Watson turned around and replied with a smile,
– Good morning.
He had taught many students over the years. Some were hardworking but not talented, and others were talented but not hardworking. Roxane was one of the few who was both hardworking and talented. For this reason, he gave more care and advice to Roxanepared to the other students.
Professor Watson pointed to the west and said:
-There are still many students who have yet to wake up, so you can go have breakfast first. There is a store there; the food is not bad there.
She bowed slightly.
– All right. Thank you, Professor Watson.
…
When Roxane arrived, she saw a few ces for breakfast. They were no different from those in M’s town. She randomly entered one of the stores and quickly finished her food. She walked around for a while before returning to the hotel. When she arrived, she saw that everyone was finally there.
At that time, Professor Watson scolded them for theirziness. Then he told them to buy breakfast and eat it on the go. In addition to this, he also congratted Roxane.
Roxane smiled. She didn’t say much and went to her room to get her bag of art supplies. After making sure she hadn’t forgotten anything, she went back downstairs.
…
Professor Watson brought everyone to a bridge in the heart of the city. There were a lot of people moving around in the streets.
Everyone found a ce to sit before taking out their easel and canvas and starting to draw.
The morning temperature was very low. Everyone’s legs were shaking from the cold, and they kept breathing into their hands to warm them.
Roxane found a seat under a willow tree in a secluded ce. Then she started drawing seriously. It was as if she was unaffected by the cold.
When Professor Watson saw how focused Roxane was, a hint of appreciation shed in his eyes. When he turned around and saw two students busy talking, he couldn’t help but say with a touch of reproach:
– Focus on drawing! It’s not that cold. Look at Roxane. Not a word ofint from him about the cold. You can’t evenpare yourself to a girl like her…
The boy nced at Roxane and said with a smile,
– How can wepare ourselves to her when she’s not normal to begin with?
– What nonsense are you talking about?
Professor Watson lightly hit the boy’s head.
A girl sitting next to the boy couldn’t help bute to Roxane’s defense.
“Hey, didn’t you try to start a conversation with her before?” Just because she ignored you, you are deliberately ndering her.
Although the students in the ss were not close to Roxane, they had no conflicts with her. Moreover, whenever they asked her for help, she readily epted.
– Bullsh*t
The boy said confidently,
– What I said is true. One of my rtives was ssmates with Roxane. She told me that she had been abnormal since she was young. When she was four or five years old, she was locked in the house and not allowed to go out. When she was at school, no children wanted to y with her.
The girl replies:
– So what ? Maybe her parents are too worried about her and haven’t allowed her to go out. Did you say no one yed with her at school? Doesn’t that mean that the other children isted him? Why is it his fault?
The boy really didn’t think Roxane was normal. He continued to say,
– I also heard that she got sick and tried to kill herself. Sheter spent a lot of money to get into a private school before finally being epted by the university.
Professor Watson looked at Roxane with a thoughtful and curious expression on his face.
The girl replied:
– So what ? If I were surrounded by people who like to gossip like you, I would feel so depressed that I would want to die too.
– You!
Before the boy could finish speaking, the girl, who found him boring, moved her easel away and went to sit with another ssmate….N?vel(D)rama.Org''s content.