Lan Shao's cute and playful wife

Chapter 7
Suddenly he pulled my painting away forcefully and stuffed it under the table.This situation is like when my mother suddenly turned off the switch when I was listening to sky novels on the tape recorder. I got angry and turned to stare at him. I saw the teacher walking in front of us with the textbook, talking while walking, and watching the students while talking. little tricks.

Anger suddenly turned to panic, and he hurriedly lowered his head and pretended to take notes.

Lan Zhongwen next to him looked calm, as if nothing had happened, and listened intently to the teacher's lecture.

The teacher stopped by our table to give a lecture, and looked at Lan Zhongwen's notes by the way. Seeing that he wrote concisely and focused, he smiled gratifiedly.My heart was beating so fast that it burst out of my chest. Every teacher in the first class has one thing in common, that is, they like to read Lan Zhongwen's notes. He is the first key training object in the whole grade. If you can snatch his teacher, you will laugh in your dreams come out.

After the teacher walked over satisfied, I patted my chest and panted, "It's so dangerous."

With mischievous eyes, he took out the painting under the table and observed it for a long time. After seeing that the paper was not wrinkled or folded, he handed it to me with peace of mind, "Here."

I reached out and took it.It would be a lie to say that I am not moved.Before I suspected that he remembered my name, he was not angry, but now he helped me again, I was really moved, "Thank you, but Lan Zhongwen, why did you help me?"

Why?He was also asking himself, maybe he felt sorry for her?I couldn't bear to see her always stand as punishment.

Or maybe it's because of her paintings.

She did her homework in a mess, but her painting skills were superb. The winter plums she drew seemed to be alive, with a swaying cold fragrance, which made him crazy.

He avoided the topic, his mature and prudent face suddenly took on a childish look of the same age, his eyes were as clear and lofty as the washed blue sky, "Are you a student of painting?"

I shook my head, "No, but drawing is my hobby."

This hobby can be traced back to my kindergarten days. Painting is a daily course in kindergarten. When I first came into contact with painting, my soul boiled for it, as if I couldn’t take my eyes off me. Dedicated to paint.

"Can you draw a picture for me?" Lan Zhongwen said after a moment of thought.

"No problem." I agreed casually, "What do you want to draw?"

"Anything is fine."

"Okay, then I'll give it to you tomorrow?"

He nodded, then frowned and told me, "Don't draw during class time, you can do it when you get home."

I stuck out my tongue and put away my brush.

Seeing my unusual obedience, he felt a little relieved.

The next day, I handed him a scroll of paintings.

Lan Zhongwen slowly opened the scroll.

The person in the painting has a well-behaved student head, a clear face, handsome eyebrows, and a narrow smile curled up. Who else is it?
Lan Zhongwen's face changed, seeing the person in the painting so realistic that he seemed to be struggling to get out of the painting, he was a little funny, but also a little helpless, "You asked me to draw a picture for me, why did you draw me?"

"Didn't you say that you can draw whatever you want? I don't know what you like, so I will draw you."

"I want to draw with you so that you can vote for the next time you participate in the National Youth Talent Competition. You can get extra points for talent in the senior high school entrance examination. Your grades are so poor. You need special talents to get into a good class. In the end you drew If it is me, I dare not vote."

"Ah?" I was flattered, "You want to help me?"

He nodded, eyes bright.

"But I'm all doodles."

"The doodles are so realistic, if you draw seriously, then it's okay?"

I grinned silently, the chrysalis in my heart broke out of the cocoon, dispelled the depression of many days, my heart was free, and the corners of my eyes and brows were filled with joy, "Do you think I can participate in the competition?"

"You are absolutely fine, I am very optimistic about you."

"Really? Then why don't you bring me this one, and I'll draw another one for you when I go back?" As a teenager, I was single-minded. Some people criticized me for being negative, while others praised me for being positive.Lan Zhongwen said that I am qualified to participate in the competition. He was the first person to recognize my little dream, which gave me great enlightenment and encouragement in my ignorant life.

This may be the luckiest place for me, because of knowing him, because of his approval, my youth did not experience confusion and chaos.Before the age of 30, many people fail to see clearly that the future controls their own destiny, but are confused by fate and drift with the flow.

I am lucky.

I, I want to try it.

So we made an appointment to participate in the youth talent competition together next season.

Because of the shared secret, our friendship has grown by leaps and bounds, but he has always kept a distance from me. I know this is a characteristic of Chinese people. It is completely different from the openness of Hong Kong. People here are mostly shy. Shy, even if you are a couple, you will blush for a long time when you hold hands, and if you are not careful, you will cause gossip, which is scary.

I still eat snacks in class, Lan Zhongwen is very puzzled by my mother's behavior, "Isn't your mother afraid of your tooth decay?"

"Everyone in my family is very busy and can't control me. They can only use pocket money and candy to make me obedient. They are used to it, and I am used to it."

Lan Zhongwen actually knew Xiao Jiujiu. They lived in a community. Xiao Jiujiu's family spoke fluent English, and they were called Hongkongers by the people in the community.Her family's house has a high-end taste and a well-designed design, and there are many rare electrical appliances, such as radio recorders, TV sets, and color TV sets. Each one costs 2000 yuan, which is not affordable for ordinary people.

I heard that there is a computer in her father’s factory that no one in the community has seen before. Many people go to join in the fun and see what the computer looks like. I heard that one costs 10,000+ yuan, which is extravagant.

Since I had a smile with him, I wiped off the [-]th line, re-glued the pen holder in the middle, poured the stationery items of the two of them into it, and used them together.

Lan Zhongwen looked at me pouring all his pens into the pen holder with lightning speed, and tightly knit his brows, "What are you doing?"

After going to the bathroom, she came up with a new trick.

"Pour it in and use it together. Don't you think it's easy to take it here? As soon as the teacher comes over, you can copy it and take notes. The speed is not only improved by a level."

(End of this chapter)