Why do you still need to roll up after being reborn?

Chapter 29 Reasons for Leave

Song Jiawen drew a random picture in the painting classroom and then returned to the classroom.

She originally thought that if she couldn't find Teacher Song, she would rely on the school's studio to paint and sell her paintings, but it was obvious that the studio here was different from Jiang Hai's. It was not that art students could not get in easily, and she was not familiar with the art teacher. .

So painting and selling paintings here probably won’t work.

It seems that I still have to go to Teacher Song's place to take a look someday. Just calling is not enough. Either no one answers, or they say that Teacher Song is not here.

Isn't this man a painter?Why aren't you here?

As soon as Song Jiawen returned to the classroom and sat down, Jiang Yan came back.

He was called out by Xiao Qi to play ball together. He took off his school uniform and sweater, and came back wearing only an undershirt, with water all over his head and face.

When people sat back in their seats, a stale smell of sweat came over them.

Song Jiawen calmly leaned against the wall and glanced lazily at most of Jiang Yan's exposed arms and his strong chest exposed after his sweat-soaked sweatshirt stuck to his body.

It's usually just like a thin bamboo pole, but I didn't expect it to be so material.

She looked away and sighed softly.

Jiang Yan took out two pieces of paper from the hole in the table and wiped his face, turned around and asked, "What's wrong?"

Song Jiawen remembered something and asked, "Do you have an income every day?"

Jiang Yan's hand wiping his face paused, and the corner of his mouth twitched, "You mean there are Internet cafes in town? There are some, but not many."

He recently came to the city and had no time to install a computer. He only relied on the Internet fee of two or three yuan an hour. After deducting the rent and labor costs for water and electricity, he and Huang Mao split the rest, which was really not much.

"How much is it? Is it enough for living expenses here?"

"That must be enough. No, why do you ask?"

Song Jiawen looked at him without saying a word. Jiang Yan narrowed his eyes and said, "I couldn't find the one selling paintings. Do you want to sell them in school? Just like in Jianghai?"

Song Jiawen shook her head, "It won't work here."

"Then what do you want?"

"I want to ask for leave to go there and have a look. There is always no one on the phone on weekends. That Teacher Song may like to have weekends off, so I will take leave from Monday to Friday and go there."

Jiang Yan was about to say that he would accompany her, when Zhu Zhen came over and said to Song Jiawen, "The physics teacher asked you to go to the office."

Physics teacher?

"Do you know what's going on?"

Song Jiawen asked Zhu Zhen as she stood up and walked out.

"There is a physics competition in Beicheng next month."

Still going to Beicheng?

Song Jiawen found it quite troublesome. She had no money to make the trip.

Sure enough, when she arrived at the office, the physics teacher took out a form for her to fill out.

Although she found it troublesome, Song Jiawen always respected her teachers, and participating in the competition was a school matter, so she filled out the form honestly and took a few competition papers from the physics teacher.

When she was about to leave, the head teacher Gao asked her, "Can you still draw? Have you learned it before?"

Song Jiawen said "hmm" and asked strangely, "How do you know?"

Several teachers sitting in the office all looked at her. Some of them were wondering. Teacher Fang just ran away in a hurry and didn't go to find her?

Teacher Gao sighed, "In the future, just do more math problems if you have nothing to do, and don't go drawing."

The physics teacher then added, "I'm going to participate in the competition soon, so do more physics."

What are you painting? It’s a waste of time.

Song Jiawen returned to the classroom with a confused look on her face. As soon as she sat down in her seat, Xu Yan came over from the front row and said to her, "Song Jiawen, Teacher Fang asked me to tell you that you will go to the studio with me at noon tomorrow."

<divclass="contentadv">Originally, Teacher Fang was going to come to find her in person, but he left temporarily, so he asked Xu Yan to bring her a message.

Song Jiawen said in surprise, "Isn't your studio closed to idlers?"

Xu Yan looked at her with faint eyes, thinking, are you embarrassed to classify yourself as an idler?

She didn't know how lucky they, the art students, were now that Song Jiawen didn't take the art path. Otherwise, with her ability and talent, what would she have to do with them?

Jiang Yan then said, "Did you go to the studio to paint today?"

Song Jiawen nodded, "I borrowed Xu Yan's pen to draw a sketch."

Xu Yan wants to curse, do you call that casual drawing?

Jiang Yan smiled. Looking at Xu Yan's face, he sympathized with her.

"That painting of yours probably won over the art teacher here."

After Xu Yan left, Jiang Yan said to her, "Maybe you can use the studio here."

Song Jiawen remembered the expressions of regret that Teacher Gao and the Physics teacher had on her painting just now. She shook her head and said, "Forget it. If you want to sell paintings, you should go to Teacher Song's place. It's at school." It's too troublesome.

Jiang Yan didn't ask why it was troublesome. He took the physics competition test paper she brought back, turned it over briefly, and gave it back to her.

He is self-aware. Although he is a reborn person, he does not have an advantage in learning. There is nothing he can do about it. His IQ is a flaw.

Until now, he has been able to improve his performance to the current level, all thanks to his patience and hard-working perseverance that ordinary people can't stand.But even so, the improved scores are basically the basics, which can solve a few problems and are used to avoid losing points, nothing more.

No matter how difficult the problem is, he may be able to analyze it if he spends more time, but the time spent and the reward are difficult to directly compare, so it is not worth it for him.

If you have this time, you might as well spend it on biology and English, and improve your overall score.

The next day, Friday, thinking that another weekend was about to pass, Song Jiawen didn't want to waste any more time, so she wanted to ask for leave and go to Teacher Song's studio.

But what is the reason for taking leave?

"Just say that your dad was hit by a car. You go to the hospital to see if he is dead."

Song Jiawen turned to look at Jiang Yan, "Are you serious?"

Jiang Yan nodded seriously, "It really can't be true anymore. I think this is a good reason. You can go ahead."

"What if you die? Do you have to take leave to go back to attend the funeral?"

Jiang Yan raised his thumb, you are better than me!

He smiled and said, "Whether you die or not is not a matter of your words?"

Song Jiawen pulled out a piece of paper expressionlessly and started writing a leave request. Jiang Yan looked over and was happy.

What she wrote was not her father Song Laosan, but her grandmother Song Laosan, who was critically ill and saw her for the last time.

"Then you don't have enough leave this morning. You need at least one day."

"I plan to take a day off. If there is someone with Teacher Song, I plan to paint at least one painting before coming back. I won't be able to earn back the money I paid for taking the bus this time."

Jiang Yan was convinced. The thief would never escape. No, you can't say that. How to describe it?

Before Jiang Yan could think of a suitable adjective, Song Jiawen had already written a request for leave and went to the office to find Teacher Gao.

This reason made Teacher Gao unable to refuse. Not only did he approve it smoothly, he also thoughtfully asked, "Is one day enough?"

If the elderly person is ill, they are not allowed to stay at home for a few days.

Once you start a lie, you have to find a way to round it off.

Song Jiawen's expression remained unchanged, "If it's not enough, I'll call you again. Now I'm going back to check on the situation."