Chapter 143

"You pig..." Gu Zi Chen whispered a sentence, and make complaints about the direction of the collar of Su to the publicity column.

There are six billboards in the school. A Jie and Huan Huan are responsible for two. The remaining two are handed over to Su Nian and Gu Zichen.

"Can you draw a blackboard newspaper?" Gu Zichen asked.

Su raised her small chest every year and looked proud. "Of course, I'm a professional! I used to draw all the blackboard newspapers in our class

Gu Zichen nodded, looked at her height, quietly pulled to the table and chair, let Su step on the painting every year.

Every year, Su quickly divided the blackboard newspaper into five sections: the title, the text, the illustration, the border and the decoration. He picked several pieces of colored chalk and drew them quickly.

She still has painting skills, basically no need to modify, began to draw some cartoon pictures related to the sports meeting.

Gu Zichen was silent for a moment, turned out several articles encouraging sports from the mobile phone, and took a piece of chalk to write slowly on the blackboard.

Su Nian painted a big trumpet and looked at Gu Zichen's words at random. His chin was almost scared out.

Tian AZU, she thinks her handwriting is good, but Gu Zichen writes so beautiful, elegant and powerful that she has practiced calligraphy.

"Gu Zichen, you are so good What kind of font is this Su Niannian's eyes are full of worship.

To her this kind of adoration small eye Gu Zichen is quite useful, leisurely said: "childhood practice thin gold body, want to learn?"

Su shakes her head decisively every year. She pays attention to self-cultivation in calligraphy practice. She can't calm down to practice calligraphy.

Whining people are so handsome, words are still so good-looking, how to let other people live ah.

Su sighed in his heart every year, accelerating the speed of painting.

They didn't talk much, but they had a tacit understanding. In less than half an hour, they finished half of the work.

The handwriting is correct, the painting style is atmospheric, and the coordination complements each other.

Su nods with satisfaction every year. It's too comfortable to cooperate with Gu Zichen. You don't have to worry about the existence of pig like teammates at all.

After finishing the last few strokes, Gu Zichen answers a phone call. Nanzhi's tone on the other end of the phone is anxious. She says that there is something wrong with the poster and asks Gu Zichen to deal with it.

Gu Zichen should be under, put down the chalk ready to leave, before leaving looked at Su Nian anxiously: "you alone OK?"

Su said carelessly every year: "it's OK. You can go quickly. Just give it to me."

Gu Zichen frowned and finally left.

Su Niannian finished all the illustrations in silence, and there was an empty area. She started to write carefully with chalk.

After finishing, Su looked at his works year after year and felt a sense of pride.

She hummed a song, ready to shoot Zhang Zhaofa microblog, heard a cold voice sounded: "what are you painting?"

Su year after year was stunned, turned around, Luo Jiayi, a black group, helped her glasses and drank again: "didn't you hear me talking to you?"

Every year, Su blinked his eyes

"What's the matter with this word? Do you think the handwriting of two people is harmonious?" Luo Jiayi put on the airs of the vice president of the student union, and her tone was very unhappy.

Su nianian looked at it, and she thought it was OK. Although the two characters were not of the same style, they did not seem abrupt at all.

"This is a school wide sports meeting. The representatives of the school next door will come, the leaders of the city will come, and even the reporters from the TV station will come to interview. Don't you know that you will lose the face of our school when you make this situation?"

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