Reborn as the group's favorite, becoming the favorite of the rich boss

Jiang Qie thought silently in his heart, not only me, no one would have thought that you are such a Song Zhiyu. But on the surface, he just nodded, showing full affirmation for the other party.

"No, I'm telling the truth." His craftsmanship and appearance are indeed both good.

Finally, under Song Zhiyu's coaxing, the girl still used the hair dryer obediently, and promised to blow-dry her hair after washing it in the future. Jiang Qi didn't know how he was fooled into it. He was really bewitched by this face.

While the girl was drinking milk, Song Zhiyu looked at a painting next to her.

"New painting?"

Jiang Qie turned around and nodded, "Well, I plan to hand it in in the next two days for the Christmas exhibition at the end of the year. After all, I won't be in school for the next month, so I probably won't have time to hand it in."

Song Zhiyu continued looking at the painting, and suddenly remembered that the girl had said before that she had a teacher. He knew that Mr. Liang had always been in Yuncheng.

"We're leaving soon, why don't you go see Mr. Liang?"

Jiang Qie hesitated for a few seconds. He had not gone to see him before because of his injury. Although his shoulder injury has healed a lot now, Liang Wanqing is a shrewd man and will definitely see it at a glance. He will definitely pull him aside and give him a lecture. Thinking of this, Jiang Qie decided to forget it.

"The teacher is old, and she injured her shoulder before, so I didn't bother her. It's not convenient to run around. I'll give her a call and have a good talk when the time comes, and forget about meeting her. After I finish the competition and my injury is almost healed, I'll buy some things and go to her house to pay her a proper visit."

After saying that, Jiang Qie took the drawing board with one hand. The drawing board was half her height, and its weight was imaginable. Song Zhiyu quickly held the drawing board and smiled helplessly: "Such a large drawing board is still a bit heavy. Isn't it too heavy for you to hold it with one hand? What if it slips out of your hand and hits you?"

Jiang Qie didn't care at all, but seeing the man was worried, he let go and handed it to the man, vaguely responding: "It's not heavy. I've carried heavier things when I worked before."

Song Zhiyu paused.

"Brother, do you think there is anything else that needs to be changed?"

Song Zhiyu held the drawing board in both hands, feeling its weight, and said with a smile, "The painting is very good."

Song Zhiyu was not being perfunctory, he had really painted it very well, and he always felt that the places in the painting looked familiar.

“Where is this painting?”

"Hmm?" Jiang Qie looked at the drawing board, curled his lips, and said, "This is a painting of a place I've been to before. It's beautiful, right? The real scene will be even more beautiful. In spring, it will be full of hibiscus flowers. Grandpa said that when he was young, he would pick hibiscus flowers for grandma. It's romantic, isn't it?"

Even though he had little money and lived in poverty, Grandpa Jiang would prepare surprises for his lover every day, such as the flowers he picked and the small objects he carved, each of which expressed his thoughts and love.

"But I haven't been back for a long time. I moved to a new house. I don't have a small yard anymore, and I don't have hibiscus flowers anymore."

Song Zhiyu listened quietly to the girl talking about the past. He remembered correctly that he had been to this place before. That was also the place where he first met Jiang Qie. At that time, the hibiscus flowers were in full bloom.

Song Zhiyu's lips curved slightly.

“That must be beautiful.”

"Then let's go see it together next time." Jiang Qie said suddenly. She didn't know why she said that, but she just wanted to take him back to that place full of beautiful memories and see the hibiscus flowers together.

"When you come back, we'll go see the hibiscus flowers together next spring."

Song Zhiyu smiled slightly and looked at the girl in front of him tenderly.

"it is good."

In the past few days, the two of them tacitly did not mention going to Country H, but this unintentional yet deliberate agreement created a different bond between the two. Song Zhiyu thought that the hibiscus flowers would bloom exceptionally beautifully next spring.

The next morning, in Class 2, when Li Xiao unfolded Jiang Qie's painting at his seat, the students who gathered around him exclaimed in surprise.

"This is so pretty!"

Li Xiao knew that Jiang Qie was good at painting, but he didn't expect that he would prepare a painting so carefully for this Christmas exhibition.

"Aqie, isn't your shoulder injured? This painting is so good!"

Jiang Qie took out the milk that Song Zhiyu had put in her schoolbag in the morning, inserted a straw and took a sip.

"It took me a long time to paint this. I just finished it a few days ago. Can you take a look at it?"

Li Xiao looked at Jiang Qie with stars in his eyes, very excited: "How can this be possible? This is absolutely possible! I declare that this painting is the "treasure of the class" in our class's Christmas exhibition this time, and it must be the last one to be put on display!"

Feng Bin has no artistic talent and can only exclaim in amazement.

"Who is this person? He is good at studying, playing basketball, and drawing!"

Since ancient times, there has been a saying that "science students generally don't have much artistic talent." This is especially true for Class 2. Except for Li Xiao and a few girls, the others are not good at it. However, the appearance of Jiang Qie can be said to have broken this saying.

Chen Yuanyuan was even more fascinated. She suddenly wanted to know how good Jiang Qie's painting that won first place was. Just as she was about to secretly take out her cell phone, the English teacher had already entered the classroom to prepare for morning self-study.

On the other side, at the Lin family, Zhou Qian still insisted on dialing that number.

Toot——

"The number you dialed is currently busy. Please try again later—"

Still no one picked up.

On that day, Lin's officially declared bankruptcy, Lin Hongkun was formally arrested, and several other direct persons in charge and accountants of Lin's were also arrested for falsifying accounts. Zhou Qian didn't know that a huge amount of compensation was waiting for her.

Song Zhiyu didn't come to deliver lunch today, so Jiang Qie and Chen Yuanyuan came to the cafeteria with their meal cards. But on the way, people looked at him from time to time. Chen Yuanyuan also looked puzzled. Jiang Qie hasn't made any big news recently? What does this mean?

Pei Zhao saw the two of them from a distance, and trotted over. He first patted Chen Yuanyuan on the head, then looked at Jiang Qie and said, "Lin's is bankrupt."

Jiang Qie did not show any surprise. No wonder people were looking at him along the way. His identity was indeed somewhat special, and he had lived in the Lin family for a period of time.

After hearing what Pei Zhao said, Chen Yuanyuan quickly took out her phone. The hot searches were all about Lin's bankruptcy. She held the phone out to Jiang Qie and said, "It's really bankrupt."

Even the school forum was talking about this. In fact, this was considered business news. If it had happened before, no one would have discussed it much. But this time was different. Lin Ning was also a little famous in No. 1 Middle School. Jiang Qie was a well-known figure in No. 1 Middle School and had more or less relationship with the Lin family. Now that the Lin family went bankrupt, everyone wanted to see the excitement.