Chapter 903

At that time, he had been isolated, cold and arrogant to death. Anyway, he had nothing to do. Naturally, he would take part in any competition.

It doesn't matter whether you win the prize or not.

The festival gave him the initial feeling of ignorance in his life.

In fact, it's very strange.

It's just a light feeling.

He fell in love with the first prize winner of the calligraphy competition.

The reason is very simple, because the girl's words are very beautiful, the girl's poems are beautiful.

All of a sudden, he really wanted to know what kind of person he was, who could have the mind to count the heroes in the world.

It's beautiful.

It was the first time that he faced the name squarely.

I've heard about it many times before. There's nothing special about it. I know that this girl is very good-looking and is a famous talented girl in the school.

That piece of calligraphy is like a seed buried in my heart.

He also suddenly found that Qu huazi's brilliance, vigor, kindness and intelligence seemed that all the beautiful words in the world could be put on that person.

He can't be more clear. People like Qu huazi should have nothing to do with him.

If you have to find it, then their oil painting class is in the same class.

If we say that at the beginning, his appreciation of Qu huazi was only limited to the favor that calligraphy brought to him, it was just light, not strong, and appreciated very much.

So then He fell a little too fast.

If you look at a person with a good feeling, you will find that this person is really excellent and incomparable, and then Drenched.

She had a good laugh.

She is very kind to others.

She has a Bodhisattva heart.

She Anyway, she's good everywhere.

His feelings sprout and grow rapidly, and even in the oil painting class, he will look at her from a distance, and then draw her down.

There's no reason. I just think she's very good-looking. I just want to draw and make a fool of myself.

Before he finished his painting, class ended. It seemed that there was something else about quhuazi. He jumped out of the oil painting room with the girl's unique cunning.

As she left, she turned back and laughed, as if to tell her companion something.

He covered it with canvas, thinking that when the painting came out, he would give it to Qu huazi.

But later, after a girl's advice, he suddenly realized that such a simple painting might not attract the attention of Qu huazi at all.

At that time, his things were left in the oil painting room, so he came back to pick them up again.

However, as soon as he came in, he saw a girl looking at his things.

He angrily asked, the girl just looked up at him.

Calm and indifferent, like all around the snow does not melt.

She said - if you want to give this painting to Qu huazi, I advise you not to do it. She has collected a lot of such things all year round.

At that time, he was just moved by Qu huazi, and he didn't know Xu Huanxi at all

He wasn't enthusiastic, and neither was she. They passed each other like this.

However, Xu Huanxi's words did give him some inspiration.

What's the point of sending a painting? Is Qu huazi short of a painting?

So he had a bold idea.

He signed up for the painting competition. He wanted to present a painting to quhuazi for the whole school to see.

At that time, when I was young, I felt excited for people for the first time. He didn't think so much at that time. He just wanted Qu huazi to pay attention to him.