Chapter 44

The two of them were also embarrassed. They were both ready. Wei Jing was a small cannon fodder. As a result, the other side changed his mind and directly pushed the two of them down.

"Have you studied oil painting?" Sister round big eyes curiously looking at the young boy.

"Well." Wei Jing nodded his head honestly. "I have studied oil painting for four years, but my painting is not good. The teacher often scolds me."

Xuejie & Lecheng: Ha ha ha! Did you make it by thunder?

At this time, the head teacher can be said to be in a good mood. She patted Wei Jing on the shoulder and said with Rongyan: "OK, you go to class! Just give me this painting. Wei Jing, you can't relax and try to get the top three. "

After seeing the other two people's paintings, Wei Jing has regained a bit of self-confidence, "I'll try to have a look."

At the beginning of the youth oil painting competition, oil paintings from all over the country were collected and screened one after another. Finally, the top 100 were selected, and then the top 20 were selected and the first one was selected from the first 20.

Out of the office, three people walk together in the school corridor.

Lecheng's white face is slightly red, his black forehead covers his eyes, and his thin lips are tightly pressed. He thinks that he comforted Wei Jing before, and he feels particularly disgraced. Just because of his painting skills, it's good to say that others try hard?

"Wei Jing, you are really good. I have learned oil painting for a long time, but the paintings are not as good as you." This side of the school sister began to praise, white to glowing face, smiling, long black hair blowing in the wind, bringing bursts of fragrance.

Wei Jing said in a voice, "but you have a lot to learn, sister! Piano, dance, go Oil painting is just one of them. I'm not as good as you. Just learning painting makes me have no energy to learn other things. "

The young boy's voice is sincere and unadorned, which makes even Xia Su Su, who is used to being pursued, feel elated.

She waved her hand, smile reserved and reserved, modest way: "there, there, or you have more talent than me, come on! When you become a great painter in the future

Wei Jing is the first time to hear someone say that he With talent, he blinked. His beautiful cat eyes looked at the girl. His eyes were bright and innocent. In places that others could not see, his hands were tightly held, and his palms were covered with sweat. He said with a little unconscious caution: "I am in this area Very talented? "

"Of course." Xia Su Su naturally said: "you are only 12 years old this year. If you can draw such a painting, you will be more powerful in the future." With that, she looked up and down at the young boy, frowned, and slapped her hands on the other side's back, "Hello! How can you look like an old man in your 12-year-old youth, with your head raised, your back straight, your head held high, your achievements excellent, your family background good, and you can draw What's good about Well, not confident. "

After thinking for a while, she found such a suitable word.

Oh! Although the younger brother's head is low and the timid look of a little sad is also very good-looking, but Confident men are more beautiful, aren't they?

Wei Jing covered his mouth and laughed with a smile. His eyebrows and eyes were curved and her appearance was beautiful. "Are you a little different from what I imagined, sister?"

"What do you think I am?" Xia Su Su raised her eyebrows. If you dare to speak ill of me, I will hate you.

Wei Jing tilted his head to think, way: "gentle and virtuous, do not eat between the fireworks fairy."

This time, it was Xia Su's turn to laugh, and her smile image was greatly destroyed, "Oh, my God! You are so funny. I've seen a lot of idol dramas! Eat more walnuts, brain tonic, children, love you, a look easy to be bullied

Wei Jing: = - =

"well, don't make fun of him." Along the way, Lecheng's face has returned to normal, "take your smile and let others see it when it's time."

As soon as his voice fell, Xia Su Su's expression on her face suddenly closed. The early morning sun sprinkled on her body, making her a warm velvet halo. Today, she wore a white knee length skirt. Her bare legs could not be grasped, and her eyebrows and eyes had a light smile, which was gentle as water.

It happened that the two male students who passed by were flushed. Their eyes were secretly aimed at this side, and whispered: "sister Xia Xuejie..."

You can tell at a glance that she is a fan of xiasu.

Wei Jing: = - =

Ma Ma! This contrast is too big, more sincere, less routine, OK?

Lecheng is also indifferent. She walks by the girl's side and stands by Wei Jing's side. Her actions show that she and I are not familiar at all.

Xia Su Su groaned twice, curled her lips and said, "what's so strange? Dare you say you have no other side? "

Wei Jing was asked nothing to say, who has no little secret? It's just Elder sister, the contrast between you is too big. He can't bear it! Wei Jingshen took a breath and told himself that other parties, think about Nie ningle, the bear child Princess disease has now become a primary school bully, that is called a high spirited.

So There's nothing wrong with xiasu!But I still want to kneel.

Perhaps it was Wei Jing's performance that was too hit. When he separated, Lecheng patted him on the shoulder with special understanding and said, "look forward to it. At the beginning, I was almost confused by her. Fortunately, I found her true face in the end."

Wei Jing:

Do you always play the role of white bone essence??

***

Yan family.

Wei Zhe, an adult, sat on the black leather sofa with a mild smile on his face and his narrow Phoenix eyes narrowed slightly. He said, "sorry, I have to go home tonight."

Originally the lively atmosphere was suddenly quiet, and everyone looked at the master Yan on the main seat.

Mr. Yan is more than 70 years old this year. His hair is all white and his face is full of wrinkles. He is wearing a loose Tang suit and a string of Buddhist beads on his wrist. "What are you going to do? It's not easy to come here and even refuse to have a night's rest? "

"There is a child at home. I'm not sure if he lives alone." Wei Zhe sipped the hot tea ceremony gently.

"The bastard?" Master Yan frowned, and everyone was unhappy. After all, Wei He's illegitimate son made them used to how to look at it. "Although the past is in the past, it doesn't mean that you can raise his illegitimate son and raise a tiger. Have you heard of it?"

At the beginning, the death of his daughter almost broke down.

The child in the palm of your hand! He has spoiled his daughter for so many years. If he said no, it would be gone. Why not make people sad? Don't it hurt?

"Wei Jing is only 12 years old this year. His mother's death has nothing to do with him." Yan Xiaoya died when Wei Zhe was three years old.

Of course, master Yan knows this, but he is not happy to see Wei He's blood, except Wei Zhe. He snorted coldly and said reluctantly, "you have to look after the children, right! Then we'll take them together

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