Indulge in fire at the apex of Lord Shen

Hearing the sound, Shen Lu's face became a little gloomy, he lowered his head and did not speak.

Seeing this, Xu Baibai stopped asking, and said, "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have asked so many questions."

"It's okay." Shen Lu said, "Class will start soon."

School has just started, so they spend most of their time turning in last year's winter homework.

Shen Lu didn't have those, so he silently wrote his name seriously on the textbook.

He took out the papers that Shen Qingshan had prepared for her, lowered his head and wrote silently.

Xu Baibai is a very sociable person. She knew that Shen Lu was prejudiced against her by many people at school, so she took her with her wherever she went. Shen Lu followed Xu Baibai, walked around the school, and went to A trip to the painting class she has been thinking about.

Painting is a popular interest class that many people will choose, and there are many people in it.

But Xu Baibai is practicing piano, and did not learn painting.

"There are a lot of bosses here. I remember that several seniors have won awards internationally. Do you want to learn gouache or oil painting?"

Shen Lu didn't know much about these things yet, and his face was a little dazed.

"Actually, I don't know much. You learn first, and you will understand later!" Xu Baibai smiled awkwardly, not knowing how to explain it to Shen Lu.

Seeing Shen Lu nodding obediently, Xu Baibai felt that she was really obedient, and couldn't help but raised his hand to rub her face, "Why are you so obedient?"

Shen Lu blushed and waved his hands, "No..."

"Don't tease you, I'm going to my own class too, I'll come to you after class later." Xu Baibai walked to the corridor, waved to her, and walked away in a bouncing manner.

Shen Lu looked at the back of her leaving, finally mustered up the courage and walked in.

At this moment, there were already many students inside. When they saw Shen Lu, they didn't have much emotion. They quickly lowered their heads and continued to draw their own paintings.

The art teacher saw Shen Lu and asked, "A new student?"

Shen Lu nodded silently.

"Is there a basis?"

She pinched her fingers in embarrassment, "No."

The teacher looked around and pointed to a place, "Take a pen and practice the lines."

Shen Lu came to the corner that the teacher said in a daze.

There are many pens in front of the shelf, such as 6B and charcoal pens, all of which Shen Lu has never seen before.

Sitting next to her was a sad-faced student with long hair covering his eyes. He was holding a pen and drawing it crookedly in a straight line.

He noticed Shen Lu's gaze, and said, "You don't know it either?"

"Um……"

"It's okay, the teacher will teach. Anyway, it's all about drawing lines, so you can learn it."

Shen Lu nodded silently, looking at those pencils, he really didn't know what to do with them.

"Just take a 2B one."

Shen Lu found a 2B pencil from it, and waited for the teacher to come and teach.

Not long after, the teacher didn't come, but a boy came instead.

She looked up and saw the person who came over, it was a student in her class.

Cold Crown Jade.

Han Guanyu glanced at Shen Lu lightly, and asked casually, "Are you new here?"

"Ah."

"Can you draw?"

"Won't……"

Han Guanyu tutted lightly, and pulled the pen from her hand, her tone was as calm as ice, "Look carefully."

Shen Lu immediately became engrossed.

Han Guanyu has been learning it for many years. Lines are the simplest things for him, so he can draw them very casually. With two simple strokes, the lines can form various forms in his hands. scenario.

Or the shadow from thick to light, or the cross line from short to long, on the white paper, it is smart and breathable.

Shen Lu watched for a long time, and finally found that all his strength was his wrists, and he seldom moved his fingers.

"understood?"

"understood."

Han Guanyu returned the pen in his hand to her, and left indifferently.

Shen Lu took off the paper that Han Guanyu had drawn on, replaced it with white paper, and began to practice formally.

After painting for a long time, Shen Lu rubbed his sore wrist, and suddenly found that the classmate beside him was still looking at her.

"You don't even blush?"

"What?" Shen Lu was a little at a loss for his question.

"Han Guanyu." He said, "He is the best-looking middle school student in our studio, and he is good at painting. The teachers usually regard him as a teaching assistant. Moreover, half of the girls who come to learn painting, They were all directed at him, and it is normal for him to teach you how to draw from behind, blushing and beating your heart?"

Shen Lu: ...

"It's not that exaggerated..." Her tone was very calm, almost unchanged.

"My name is Ruan Shi," he introduced himself, "What's your name?"

"Shen Lu."

"You are not a nympho, I can make friends with you."

Shen Lu: ...

Soon, Ruan Shi expressed his thoughts, "Why don't you teach me how to draw, I can't draw well."

"I'm not good at drawing either."

"That's better than me. I don't want Han Guanyu to teach. You are the most suitable to teach me. We can make progress together."

Shen Lu was silent for a while, and finally nodded.

It is already 04:30 in the afternoon after school.

Fu Anran and her boyfriend were walking together, she saw Shen Lu from the corner of her eye, she sneered, and said to her boyfriend, "I won't play with you today, you should go first."

"what happened?"

"Go and teach that brazen adopted daughter of my uncle's family a lesson." Fu Anran said with a coquettish smile, "See you tomorrow."

Her boyfriend bowed his head and kissed the corner of her lips, "Okay, see you tomorrow."

Shen Lu and Xu Baibai came to the gate of the school together, and she soon saw the license plate of the car the Shen family used to pick her up.

She walked over.

As soon as the door was opened, someone pulled her away first, and sat in by himself.

Fu Anran looked at her with a smile, "Go and take the co-pilot, I don't want to sit with you."

Only the two of them, Fu Anran showed no mercy to her at all.

Shen Lu looked at her smug look, and finally lifted his foot to the co-pilot.

The driver glanced at Shen Lu, said nothing, started the car, and went back to Shen's house.

"Shen Lu, do you dare to show your hand to write?" Fu Anran looked at her and asked with a smile, "Can you really show such an ugly hand?"

Shen Lu lowered his head, hid his fingers in his cuffs, and did not speak in silence.

"Shen Lu, why don't you speak?" Fu Anran grabbed her hair and pulled it hard, causing Shen Lu to frown and lean his head back.

"Let go." Shen Lu grabbed her hand and whispered.

"Ah, your hands are so ugly, don't touch me." Fu Anran waved her hands away in disgust.

Shen Lu turned to look at her, with a fierce look in his eyes.

She has always been weak and easy to bully, but when she suddenly met the pair with a faint shadow of suspense, Fu Anran's heart trembled.

When she reacted, there was another burst of anger.