Lu Shaoxin's sharp treasure: Ma'am, good night!

"Xiaoya, how are we going to teach her a lesson? Or let someone splash her with water?"

Li Ai En immediately came up with an idea: "The reason why Mo Qi was not bullied before was because Han Jiahui protected her. How about us..."

This proposal made Ji Ya's eyes tremble, and then she smiled: "Ain, you are so smart."

Mo Qi walked into the class, pretending that what happened just now hadn't happened, she smiled and looked at Han Jiahui: "It's so early today?"

"do not you know?"

"Ok?"

Seeing that she really didn't know anything, Han Jiahui walked over and said, "I heard that the school is going to hold an art exhibition, and many artists from all over the world will be invited to participate. If the works are selected by them, they may be selected Sign away, and I will worship under the master in the future, so I can concentrate more on learning painting."

"It can be regarded as a way out. Anyway, many people in the art department are eager to try, because this time they are all great artists."

Mo Qi pondered for a while, her expression serious.

She has confidence and enthusiasm in her profession, and naturally hopes that her paintings will be selected.

At this time, the head teacher came in and signaled everyone to be quiet.

"Students, you should have heard of it, right? In half a month, our school will hold an art exhibition. This is an opportunity and a rare opportunity to show yourself. Recently, I will always supervise you and draw well. When the time comes Everyone submits a piece of work, and after being screened by the school leaders, the top [-] shortlisted can display your work in the art exhibition."

"If you are really lucky enough to be favored by a certain great artist and are willing to accept you as students, you will have a bright future in the future."

The head teacher's words immediately resonated with everyone, and a girl said happily: "Fortunately, there are twenty places, so you don't have to worry about anything. In the previous competitions, the professor directly recommended Mo Qi to participate, which is too unfair. "

Someone started, and the discussion became more and more intense. Han Jiahui, who couldn't listen anymore, slammed the table: "If you have the ability, you can draw as well as her? Are you secretly jealous? I dare to admit it, myself The painting is not as good as Qiqi, and she deserves her name to participate in the competition!"

Everyone knew what kind of temperament Han Jiahui had at school. Although those people were not convinced, they still kept their mouths shut.

After intimidating others, she said to Mo Qi: "Envy makes people ugly, Qi, don't care about those ordinary people."

"I don't care about it. You are the one who cares. They can say whatever they like. Everyone cares about what they say. Don't you want to exhaust yourself?"

"It makes sense to say that, but I just can't stand others slandering you."

Mo Qi smiled and rolled her eyes: "Well, I know you are good. Let's discuss what to draw. I will help you and let our works be displayed together."

Han Jiahui hugged her arm: "You are good, I love you, okay?"

For the sake of the exhibition, they started to live in the dark. It should be said that the entire art department is in a semi-closed state, and they are working hard to paint, just to paint the best work, which is selected by the school and exhibited.

At the gate of Cangdi University, a white Lexus was parked.

Lu Zong lowered his head and stared at the phone, his handsome eyebrows frowned, and he wanted to make a call several times, but he was afraid that she was still in class.

Unable to contact Mo Qi, he had no choice but to call his brother, but Ji Heng said that he sent a message to Han Jiahui today, but she didn't reply.

"Don't worry, I'll ask for news. Nothing will happen to them at school."

"hurry up."

As long as something happened to Mo Qi, Lu Zong's patience was pitifully crippled.

After having a hearty drink with Ji Heng last night, he slept until noon and woke up, thinking about looking for her at school.

But he was afraid that Mo Qi would find him annoying, so he endured it until the afternoon, but now he couldn't get in touch anyway.

About 5 minutes later, Ji Heng called and explained: "Zongzi, don't wait, Emperor Cang seems to be holding an art exhibition, and the two of them are probably serious about preparing their works now."

"……how long?"

"The art exhibition will open in half a month."

"So I haven't been able to contact her for half a month?"

Hearing a whiff of resentment, Ji Heng suppressed a smile: "You turned over the balcony of her house, and you can sneak into Emperor Cang to see her."

Seems to make sense, the unhappiness on Lu Zong's face dissipated a bit: "Let's do this first."

"Wait! Zongzi, if you see Han Jiahui, tell her for me. If there is anything you want to eat and it's not convenient for you to come out of school, just let me know."

Lu Zong smiled: "Success, then remember to bring more."

"I understand, I understand, I dare not miss your share of Qiqi."

Because of the need to concentrate on creation, the teachers called their parents one after another to inform all the students of the art department to live in the school directly for the past half month.

Ever since he was a child, Mo Shaoting seldom cared about Mo Qi's situation at school, and Li Meng took care of everything, so he didn't know how well she painted, but when he heard that there was a chance for an artist to be selected, he was still looking forward to it .

"Okay, it's okay, the child will live in the school recently."

After hanging up the phone, Mo Shaoting didn't care anymore, but Li Meng beside him asked curiously, "Did you call from Mo Qi's school?"

"Well, what kind of art exhibition will be held, and if the painting is selected by the artist, it can be accepted as a student or something."

"Honey, you don't think Mo Qi has that ability, do you?"

In these years, in order to prevent her husband from paying attention to Mo Qi, Li Meng has often discredited her in front of him.To say that she has no talent is just to draw casually and get a diploma.

Even if he learned from the school what award Mo Qi had won, Li Meng never told his family.

Hearing her words, Mo Shaoting smiled and said, "Let her try if there is a chance, maybe one day our family will produce an artist."

What he said casually gave Li Meng a wake-up call.

When Mo Qi said that she was going to take the art department exam, she was secretly happy, thinking that it was too difficult to get ahead in that major, and there would be no way out in the future.

Who knew that Mo Qi would actually come back with a lot of awards, and if he were to study under some famous teacher, wouldn't he really become an artist in the future?
Thinking of this, the middle-aged woman became worried, she never thought of training Mo Qi!

hope……

Maybe it's because I think too much, Mo Qi doesn't have any artistic genes, where does the genetic talent come from?

Her mother was just a poor singer.

Thinking of this made her feel a lot better.

Cangdi University——

Hearing a wail, Han Jiahui was lying on the easel limply, her hair was disheveled, and her eyes were dull, as if she had been poisoned.

She couldn't help but plucked her hair a few more times, and said, "It's not a human life, my waist is going to break."