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After being hit on the head, Musu rubbed his head and hid aside. Qingfeng looked down and saw that the painting was still his own textbook, "Why don't you draw your own?"

"I've drawn all of mine." Without any guilt, Mu Su even poked his head and asked, "How is the painting?"

"Draw my book next time, don't blame me for being rude." Cursing, while looking at the little figure Mu Su drew in the corner, the expression and appearance are somewhat similar to this kid, "I want to test in the future." Academy of Fine Arts?"

"Well, I like it." He stood up and pulled Qingfeng to a wall in the room, pointing at the various cartoon characters on it, and said proudly, "I drew these, how about it?"

"Did you draw it? I thought it was pasted up." Qingfeng really went up to touch it, and it was exactly the same as the poster he saw in a roadside shop. It’s so good, it’s a pity not to go to the Academy of Fine Arts in the future.”

"But my dad said that going to the Academy of Fine Arts is not good for you, and you don't have any artistic talent." Mu Su hung his head on Qingfeng's back, rubbing his hands pitifully against the paintings on the wall, "But I just like this one." , I don’t want to study finance at all.”

"Then study hard. Uncle Mu doesn't seem to have very high requirements for you, right? If you can pass the exam, can he not let you go?" Qingfeng saw the needle and taught hard, "If we want to take the exam, we must take the best one. But the requirements for cultural courses are also not low, if you fail the cultural courses, there is no way to draw well, and it is not bad to choose to be an art student in high school."

"Really? Can I really take the exam?" Musu was hooked by Qingfeng, and his interest immediately became hooked. "Let's go to class."

Qingfeng took advantage of the gap between Musu's questions and reviewed his own courses. Musu couldn't help being a little curious, and didn't know what major Qingfeng wanted to apply for in the future.

"Don't be distracted when you are doing the questions." Qingfeng didn't look at him, but had already noticed that the kid was deserting. Musu Nunu asked, "In the future, what major do you want to take?"

"It's the majors that your father wants you to be admitted to." Qingfeng's answer is simple and clear. "Look, I don't have such good ambitions as you."

"If you become a star, it must be easy to make money." The sudden sentence completely broke Qingfeng's train of thought, "Star?"

Mu Su nodded again and again, "I don't think any of those celebrities are short of money. If you become a celebrity, you will definitely become very rich."

"You're also very beautiful, and it's not bad to be a star." Hearing such an unreliable suggestion, Qingfeng squeezed Musu's face vigorously. It was obviously a normal sentence, but it came from Musu's mouth The taste has changed, as if to say that being a cowherd is also very popular.

"You have worked so hard." Mu Su's words were full of sympathy, "Where you live, it always seems so far away."

"If you put this curiosity into reading, your grades will definitely make Uncle Mu laugh." Qingfeng changed the topic, and Musu felt that his interest was broken again. , bored to death."

"I came here to tutor you in your studies. This salary can't be for nothing." In his opinion, Mu Su was too carefree, so he was too energetic and didn't have the mind to study.

"If you take it for nothing, you can take it for nothing. Anyway, my dad doesn't want your money."

The two-hour class was over, and Qingfeng was about to leave, but was stopped by Mu Su, who turned on the game console, threw a game controller over, and sat on the mat with great interest, "Anyway, you have nothing to do, play a few rounds with me Let's play."

"Me?" Qingfeng touched the pad handle, "Do you want to play games that much?"

"It's not all your fault. I'm exhausted after finishing the questions every day. I don't have time to play." He said and pulled Qingfeng to his side. "Can you play? No, I will teach you, but if you are too stupid Don't blame me for cursing."

"Okay, but since it's a game, there must be punishment and rewards for winning or losing, right?" Qingfeng's proposal aroused Musu's fighting spirit even more. "I won't give you a chance to win."

"If you lose this round, next time you will get more than [-] points in the test." Sure enough, as Mu Su expected, the topic of Qingfeng can never be separated from his grades, more and more like the old man Mu Dafei up.

"I lost, and I want you to play games with me in the future, so I have to."

After a few rounds, Musu leaned on Qingfeng's body decadently, staring at the screen in bewilderment, with an unbelievable expression on his face, as if he had just had a dream.

"You don't know how to play, do you give people a chance to breathe!" He sat up and questioned Qingfeng, Qingfeng said innocently, "I didn't say I couldn't play, you always said I couldn't." .”

"A person who works part-time every day, how can he play games so well." Mu Su wondered whether Qingfeng had more 24 hours a day than ordinary people, otherwise how could he take care of everything.

"Skills are not as good as others, remember to fulfill your promise, once a gentleman says something, it's hard to follow." He said, got up, picked up his schoolbag, and was about to leave.

Before going out, Mu Su handed over a thermos bucket, "Hey, this is for you."

"What?" Qingfeng didn't even have time to open the thermos, and Musu said awkwardly, "I've seen it several times. You rushed to teach me, and every time you bought a few slices of toast for a meal, I asked Auntie I cooked porridge with preserved egg and lean meat, you can take it back."

"Okay, thank you."

Standing at the crossroads waiting for the green light, still holding the thermos bucket Musu gave me just now, I was still a little touched, after all, it has been a few days since no one has thought about him so much, it is rare that this carefree kid can still think about it. do something to him.

When the green light came, Mu Su just started to take a step, when a sports car on the right passed by the breeze, no one was injured, but the thermos bucket Mu Su gave was crushed by tires and exploded.

One slammed on the brakes, leaving a porridge mark on the road, suddenly bursting with anger, saw two people getting on and off the sports car, one of them made Qingfeng clenched his fists angrily.

"I'm sorry." The person who got off the driver's seat said lightly. Tan Ling saw that it was Qingfeng who came, but instead said a few more words, "Are you okay, my cousin drove too fast, so he didn't get hurt."

Qingfeng didn't want to talk to him, so he shook off Tan Ling's hand, and was about to walk across the road, but was stopped by Tan Ling's cousin, "What do you mean, I've already apologized, what else can I do?"

"Whether you apologize and whether I accept it or not are two different things. You have no right to interfere with my choice." In Qingfeng's eyes, Tan Ling's cousin felt deep disdain, and that squinting look was even more impressive. Felt humiliated "You brat."