I Was Once a Legend

A full and busy day just passed in the studio.

Wang Que didn't tell Tan Qiuyu about the boy. Tan Qiuyu was her first tablemate after entering high school and also her best friend. She didn't want to destroy the friendship between the two.If Qiu Yu found out about this, she would definitely be very angry, right?

In the evening, Wang Que packed up her things, went home with Tan Qiuyu, and walked to the station.

Wang Que couldn't help thinking about what happened in the morning. Someone liked her, and it was impossible to say she was unhappy. Although she didn't have any feelings for that boy and had been confessed to by many people since she was a child, she knew that she was liked by others. There is always a secret and sweet little pride involuntarily.

The two chatted while walking. In the tense time of the entrance exam, the time after school and Tan Qiuyu went to the station together. Wang Que was indeed one of the few who relaxed.

Tan Qiuyu didn't seem to be very interested. She was unhappy along the way, and Wang Que was a little puzzled. Out of concern for her good friend, she asked, "What's wrong? Are you unhappy?"

Tan Qiuyu shook her head, but still didn't speak, Wang Que tactfully stopped talking when she saw this.

The two walked all the way to the station, Tan Qiuyu tugged at the scarf, and pulled the strap of the schoolbag with both hands, and finally said in a low voice: "Did Yu Yuchen confess to you this morning?"

When Wang Que heard it, she understood everything in an instant, and the thing she was most afraid of still happened.She subconsciously opened her mouth to defend herself, and was about to speak but stopped organizing her words when she heard Tan Qiuyu say:

"I thought I'd come over and return the painting to you, so I came earlier, and I happened to hear everything."

Wang Que was silent for a moment, then said: "I didn't promise him."

Tan Qiuyu didn't seem to hear it, and said to himself: "You draw so beautifully, you look better than me, and you have a gentle personality. It's only normal for him to like you."

"But this also proves that he has a good vision, very good." Tan Qiuyu took a deep breath and spat it out heavily, then turned to see Wang Que looking at her with guilt and guilt, and said with a smile, " Damn, look at your expression, it's his business that he likes you, and it has nothing to do with you, why, are you afraid that I will be angry?"

Seeing her smile, Wang Que breathed a sigh of relief. She really thought Tan Qiuyu didn't mind that much, pretended to think about it seriously, nodded and said, "A little bit."

"Do I look like such a stingy person? Doesn't he like you? Doesn't it just prove that the friends I make are excellent? A mere man wants to destroy the relationship between us?" Tan Qiuyu snorted softly, and she saw him from afar The bus I was going to pass passed the traffic light, got up from the bench, and said, "Then I'll go back first, you don't have to feel uncomfortable, I don't care."

At that time, Wang Que really thought she didn't care.

In a blink of an eye, it was the day of the Central American School Exam.

Wang Que happened to be in the same classroom as Tan Qiuyu, and Tan Qiuyu's test number was one ahead of her.

The first sketch, Wang Que, performed very stably. As the basic skill of painting, her skills in this area are almost impeccable.After leaving the examination room, Wang Que no longer felt any nervousness, because she knew that as long as her level was normal, she would definitely be able to get the highest grade.

Her parents waited outside the examination room and took her to eat at a nearby small restaurant. After the meal, Wang Que squinted in the back seat of her car for a while to rest. When the school opened, her mother woke her up.

"Come on, don't be nervous."

Wang Que nodded, checked the painting utensils in her schoolbag, said goodbye to her parents, and walked into the examination room again.

This one is color, which she is best at.

During the last training session before the exam, the teacher specifically asked her to take the art entrance exam to focus on basic skills and templates, and she didn’t need to add too much creativity to it. She had to grasp the gray scale of the picture well, and put away the too obvious personal style a little bit. receive.

Wang Que firmly remembered every word the teacher said, and she answered the questions exactly according to the teacher's favorite way. This is the safest way and the easiest way to get a high score.

When she put down the paintbrush, there were still 10 minutes before the scroll was closed. Wang Que glanced at Tan Qiuyu who was sitting in front of her. She was almost finished, and the light and shadow in one place were not right, but it should not affect much.

There was nothing to do for the rest of the time. Wang Que put the paint tray aside, started to tap the paint on his fingers, and waited quietly for the roll to be rolled up.

The whistle for rewinding sounded on time, and Wang Que raised her head, only to see Tan Qiuyu in front of her brushing the back of her drawing paper with a paintbrush several times in a panic.

She didn't quite understand what Tan Qiuyu was doing. The invigilator checked each candidate's answer sheet, and Tan Qiuyu took the opportunity to dry her own paintings—she didn't put down the last stroke until 2 minutes before closing the papers, and a small part of them hadn't finished yet. Dry.

If there is no special request, the invigilator sorts the papers according to the test numbers and puts the trumpet on top. The teacher collected Wang Que's paper, walked to Tan Qiuyu, and put the painting she handed over directly on Wang Que. A painting of a bird above.

The moment Tan Qiuyu's painting was picked up by the teacher, Wang Que clearly saw that there was a thick layer of white paint on the back of the answer sheet.

There was a bang in Wang Que's head, and he couldn't hear anything for a moment.

"Wait a minute!" She stood up suddenly, and under the suspicious eyes of many candidates and invigilators, she pointed at Tan Qiuyu's test paper with a trembling voice, and said, "Teacher, she painted white paint on the back, I want to see my Has the painting been stained?"

Tan Qiuyu's face turned pale.

The invigilator opened Tan Qiuyu's test paper. Below it, on Wang Que's painting, a large piece of white paint covered the original pattern.

The whole examination room exploded in an instant.

Wang Que shook her body twice, and she supported the drawing board with all her strength. Only in this way could she not fall back down.

She can't remember how the invigilator dealt with it. Before the exam is over, the test papers can be replaced if they are damaged or contaminated. But now that the exam is over and all papers are collected, even if they know that Wang Que has been framed, the teacher can't do anything .

The test paper with a piece of white paint printed on it was collected like this, and it was used as the answer paper for Wang Que's color test.

Candidates left the examination room one after another, and Wang Que sat slumped on a chair, feeling cold and numb in his hands and feet.

She looked up to Tan Qiuyu, only to see that the girl lowered her head and packed her painting utensils, and left the examination room alone without saying a word.

He didn't even give her an explanation or a look.

In the end, this affected Wang Que's performance. She tried her best to draw the sketch in the last scene, but she still felt that it was not good enough.

Her long-awaited and long-prepared school exam came to an end. After that, the majority of art candidates completed their professional tasks and needed to do their best to improve their cultural performance.

And she never spoke a single word to Tan Qiuyu again.

Wang Que didn't know why Tan Qiuyu did this. She was already at her own level, and it wouldn't be a big problem to get a good result in the entrance exam. Why did she have to use such a despicable method to harm her?

Aren't they each other's best friends?

After several sleepless nights, everything that happened in the examination room that afternoon was still clearly before him. After thinking for a long time, Wang Que finally made up his mind and told his parents and teachers what happened in the examination room.

She cherishes the friendship between the two of them very much, but since Tan Qiuyu has done such a thing, don't expect her to show much affection.

Who hasn't been spoiled since childhood?Just because Wang Que is not spoiled doesn't mean she has no temper.

She knows that teachers and students will have their own judgments.

In the past few days, Wang Que has been in a daze, unable to listen to a word in class. She knows that no matter how good she is at drawing, she can't get the color score to the Central Academy of Fine Arts with just two grades in sketching and sketching.

Since she couldn't even pass the school exam, what's the use of studying culture classes?

This entire senior year was wasted.

Wang Que doesn't know how to face her parents. Her family conditions are not bad, and she doesn't have to worry about food and clothing. However, it is still a bit difficult to pay the high art training fee of [-] to [-] yuan at a time. Wang Que paints a lot. In order to express The effect, the paints and brushes used are also expensive.

Parents even sold the house in the city where they were planning to retire, and went to find the best teacher for Wang Que.

Art is made with money.

They sacrificed so much just to pursue their dreams for her, but now?

It's all over.

Tan Qiuyu also endured a lot.

A mistake in the examination room caused her to endure countless accusations and rollicking eyes. She will never forget the disdainful faces of her classmates who pointed at her behind her back.

Although the teacher said that they would not let everyone discuss this matter, but from the eyes they looked at Tan Qiuyu, there was an unconcealable indifference.

Wang Que is the art student most likely to get the best grade ever in the school. In the whole school, who doesn't know that there is a talented girl in this class?She was admitted to the best high school with the top ten results in the high school entrance examination, but she resolutely went to study art.Unlike many students who can't get into university with cultural courses alone and can only go to art, she really likes it.

Low air pressure gathered in the class, the teachers discussed and transferred Tan Qiuyu to another class.

Intuition told them that these two people must never stay together anymore.

Everyone was paying attention to Wang Que, for fear that she would break down emotionally and be overwhelmed, so they cared for her like a delicate flower, but no one noticed that Tan Qiuyu's eyes became more and more gloomy on the other side.

On the tenth day after the school exam, Wang Que received a message from Tan Qiuyu.

[I have something to say to you, if you want to listen, go to the rooftop after school tomorrow afternoon. 】

Wang Que held the phone, stared at the words on the screen, and silently pressed the lock screen button.

The girl's expressionless face was reflected on the pitch-black screen. At this moment, Wang Que thought—no matter how much Tan Qiuyu apologized, she would never forgive her.

Yes, with her ability, she can still be admitted to the Central Academy of Sciences if she repeats the study for another year, but what about this year?Is it all in vain?

Why should she waste the best time of the year because of other people's mistakes?

Wang Que finally decided to go to the appointment.

She wants to see what else Tan Qiuyu can say.

At the end of the last math class in the afternoon, Wang Que sorted out her homework in a small notebook, left her seat, and her deskmate just came back from the school supermarket, bought a row of small bottles of Yakult, opened it and gave her a bottle.

Wang Que thanked her, put the yogurt on the table, and went to the roof of the teaching building with complicated feelings that she couldn't explain.

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The author has something to say: I haven’t taken the art test myself, and I don’t know much about it. The content in this article is written based on the information I have consulted. Please correct me if I am wrong.