Chapter 13

Li Xiaomin's paintings are birds. All kinds of birds either open their mouths to sing or spread their wings to soar. At a glance, the breath of spring comes to us, which makes us happy.

Lin Chengfei painted flowers. There are only one kind of flowers.

Peach blossom.

Under the peach blossom tree, a child in ancient clothes was running in the peach blossom circle with a peach blossom branch in his hand. His eyes were a little frightened. There were four or five children chasing after him, as if to grab the peach blossom paper from the child in front.

Peach blossom spot, or sprinkle in the air, or fall on the ground, full of spring.

At this time, Li Xiaomin's painting finally finished the last stroke. She gently put down her brush and bowed slightly to Chen Xuanhua: "please give me more advice."

Chen Xuanhua was obviously very satisfied with her painting. With an undisguised appreciation, he said, "it's good to be able to do this at a young age."

Chen Xuanhua's undisguised praise made the students around him envy and envy Li Xiaomin.

"Can be so valued by everyone Chen, will Li Xiaomin be accepted as a disciple?"

"I've been accepted as an apprentice by everyone Chen. I've been famous and rich all my life. I don't have to worry about it, but I'm really good at painting..."

"Isn't this girl competing with Chairman Lin? In this way, chairman Lin seems to have lost. "

A group of people were talking about it. Li Xiaomin listened to it and felt proud. It was as if she had been accepted as a disciple by Chen Xuanhua. She couldn't help shouting to Lin Chengfei across the crowd: "Hey, Lin Chengfei, have you finished painting? If you can't do it, just give up and don't waste too much time. "

Because most people are watching Li Xiaomin's beautiful painting, blocking her eyes tightly, she can't see the situation on Lin Chengfei's desk.

Lin Chengfei's lukewarm voice came: "student Lin Chengfei's painting has been done, please comment on it."

"What better than that? Chairman Lin, you'd better put your paintings away as soon as possible. It's more humiliating to save them. "

Immediately, some students who felt that Chen Xuanhua had intended to accept Li Xiaomin as an apprentice yelled. He also didn't see Lin Chengfei's painting. He just didn't want to miss this opportunity to flatter.

Chen Xuanhua frowned slightly, but he didn't say anything. He just raised his foot and came to Lin Chengfei.

Students blocking the road give way one after another, and follow behind Chen Xuanhua, flocking to Lin Chengfei.

When he came to Lin Chengfei in the future, his eyes only touched the painting on the table, and Chen Xuanhua's eyes lit up slightly, and his feet quickened a lot.

Li Xiaomin follows Chen Xuanhua closely. Now she is full of the joy of being valued by Chen and the joy of being disgusted by Lin Chengfei. She doesn't find any change in Chen Xuanhua.

"Lin Chengfei, I don't know how many kilos you have? I don't know why you have the courage to be a disgrace here? Is it because you have the cheek to be thicker than others? " Li Xiaomin said sarcastically.

Chen Xuanhua's eyebrows wrinkled again, which was already his very unhappy performance. He couldn't help yelling: "shut up!"

Li Xiaomin is stunned, in the heart does not accept, but still the low head of Shan Shan.

Chen Xuanhua came to Lin Chengfei's desk and looked down at the painting. He couldn't help praising it: "good!"

Looking down for a moment, his brow revealed a deep joy, and he couldn't help praising again: "very good!"

Two successive exclamations are enough to show Chen Xuanhua's love for the painting.

Li Xiaomin's body trembles and looks at Lin Chengfei in an incredible way. I can't imagine that Lin Chengfei, who is good for nothing in her eyes, will be praised by Chen Xuanhua.

The rest of the people are dumbfounded looking at Lin Chengfei, in the heart of the envy of the quick cry out, Lin Chengfei this is a dog's luck? These two good deeds of Mr. Chen are enough to make him soar to the sky.

Chen Xuanhua finally looked away from the painting and looked at Lin Chengfei. He did not hide his appreciation: "what's your name?"

"Lin Chengfei!" Lin Chengfei does not like not sad, neither humble nor overbearing said.

"Very good!"

I don't know whether Chen Xuanhua is talking about Lin Chengfei's paintings or his people.

"As the winner of this competition, I need to give you some rewards!" Chen Xuanhua looked down for a moment and said, "from now on, you can learn Chinese painting with me in your spare time If you are interested in Chinese painting and think that I am qualified to teach you. "

Boom

All the students who heard this sentence were shocked.

At first, when Chen Xuanhua praised Li Xiaomin, they thought Chen Xuanhua would accept her as an apprentice. After all, Chen seldom praised others in public.

But they did not expect that, in the end, the number of apprentices was robbed by Lin Chengfei, who was their least optimistic.

With Chen Xuanhua's reputation and status in the field of traditional Chinese painting, as long as Lin Chengfei uses a little snacks, he can become his graduate student. Whether he stays in school to teach or goes out to earn a living, his future is bright.Because the sign of Chen Xuanhua's apprentice was hanging on his head.

"Damn, is there any mistake? Mr. Chen, when did you accept apprentices so loosely? "

"Just make a picture, I can draw it too!"

"Is chairman Lin Chen's relative, illegitimate son, or something like that? Knowing that he was kicked by Li Xiaomin, he deliberately came to help him save face?"

"Don't insult my idol. How can we have illegitimate children? Even if there is an illegitimate child, it can only be me! "

……

With these words, Chen Xuanhua walked to the teacher.

Class time is coming, he always does not like to be late, whether it is others or himself.

"I don't agree!" Li Xiaomin couldn't accept this fact. His face was so ugly that his body was shaking. He suddenly let out a loud drink.

"Why do you think his paintings are better than Xiaomin's?" Jiang Weiguo followed suit.

Chen Xuanhua stood still, turned slowly and asked Li Xiaomin, "do you want a reason?"

Li Xiaomin gritted her teeth and nodded: "yes!"

"Your paintings are just paintings, but his paintings..." Chen Xuanhua pointed to Lin Chengfei and once again expressed his admiration: "his paintings are spring, one is painting, the other is artistic conception. Do you think they are comparable?"

Li Xiaomin is frozen in the same place. She has never looked at Lin Chengfei's painting. At this time, she can't help looking over her head. A strong sense of spring comes to her face. I don't know when a butterfly falls on the painting. Her two little claws are holding a peach blossom and flapping her wings. It looks very gratifying.

She finally gave birth to a strong sense of frustration. Why did this man, when he was with her, be poor and bored, and have no good at all? Now just after breaking up, he has changed into a rich man, and he is versatile. He has always been proud of his traditional Chinese painting.