short-lived physique

Not only that, he subconsciously didn't want to hear others judge Xiao Mu's paintings in a mocking and disdainful tone.

"Xiao Mu's paintings are great! I've seen his other paintings, they are really amazing!"

The classmate looked at the monitor suspiciously:

"Squad leader, when did you become so familiar with Xiao Mu?"

"Does the squad leader have Xiao Mu's painting? Show it to us."

The squad leader choked up for a while, looking at the many unbelieving and suspicious eyes, as if he was being questioned anxiously, wishing to travel back to yesterday's time and get the angel painting to show the group of people.

"Anyway, anyway, Xiao Mu's paintings are really amazing, he is the best painter I've ever seen! You haven't seen it, as long as you have seen it, you will know! You don't understand!"

"It's too exaggerated, monitor, didn't we see Xiao Mu's painting just now, it's so-so, how can you say it so awesome."

Shi Jiting looked at the noisy boys and girls with a smile, every word they said to belittle Xiao Mu made him very happy.

See, everyone thinks that Xiao Mu's paintings are a piece of rubbish, only his senior brother is willing to promote him, he is so kind to Xiao Mu, Xiao Mu should be grateful to him.

Without Shi Jiting, Xiao Mu is nothing.

"Step aside."

The clear and faint male voice stood out amidst the noise.

The indifferent young man leaned on a cane and stood by his desk, as if he didn't hear the people around him talking about his affairs.

Shi Jiting waited for so long for the real master to finally appear, he got up excitedly and walked to Xiao Mu's side in two or three steps.

"Xiao Mu!"

The indifferent young man greeted him calmly, as if he had just seen him:

"Brother."

There was no surprise, no joy, just like meeting someone who met by chance on the road and said hello lightly.

It was quite different from the courteous and respectful attitude when meeting Shi Jiting before.

Shi Jiting didn't feel Xiao Mu's obvious change of attitude, he grabbed Xiao Mu's hand roughly and wanted to pull him away.He didn't pull it for the first time, he just felt like he was pulling a huge rock, and he didn't move at all until he pulled all his strength for the second time, easily pulling the young man on crutches staggering.

Xiao Mu looked at the familiar senior brother stretching out his hand towards him, and a sudden contempt surged in his heart.

The face of the brother who was always kind and friendly in his memory also distorted, and the ugly emotion in the eyes of the man in front of him actually made him...

He couldn't help but licked his palate.

Xiao Mu was stunned for a moment, then he was staggered by Shi Jiting, and he dragged him all the way to a place where no one was around.

After confirming that there was no one around, Shi Jiting couldn't wait to say:

"Where is the homework I gave you last time?"

Xiao Mu's studio teacher is a professor at the National Academy of Fine Arts. When the professor took a group of students to this remote town to collect materials, he met Xiao Mu by chance. He thought this kid was very interesting, and he seemed to like painting. He was accepted as a temporary student and taught him a few strokes from time to time. Later, when they went back, only Shi Jiting, the nominal senior brother, still kept in touch with Xiao Mu. He often showed Xiao Mu his paintings and asked him to copy them. Often assign some painting tasks to Xiao Mu.

He's a helpful senior... right?

Xiao Mu looked at the senior brother who was so anxious that he was even a bit hideous, feeling a little strange.

"Say, let me ask you something!"

Shi Jiting urged again and again.

Xiao Mu thought hard, and after a while he remembered that the unrecognizable landscape painting that he modified yesterday seemed to be his homework.

"It's at home, but..."

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by the eager Shi Jiting, "Then hurry back and get it!"

As soon as he said this, Shi Jiting, who realized that his attitude was too strange, remedied and added:

"Recently, there is a competition sponsored by the United States. I will take your painting and ask the teacher to see if you are eligible for the preliminary competition."

Normally, this is the opportunity that Xiao Mu dreamed of, he would be moved to thank him again and again, and rush to put his painting into his hands without even thinking about it.

And the opposite boy, who looked a little different from usual, had the same final reaction as he had expected.

Xiao Mu slowly showed a smile and lowered his eyes, just like the introverted boy who was not good at words.

When the two got into the cart to pick up the paintings, the big stone in Shi Jiting's heart also fell.

Now that Xiao Mu's painting is taken away, he still has three days, which is enough for him to finish the rest of his painting.

As for signing Xiao Mu up for the US competition, don't even think about it.What qualifications does a trash without talent like Xiao Mu have to participate in the competition?

Recalling Xiao Mu's talent for color that was frequently praised by his teacher, Shi Jiting was so jealous that he wanted to bloody tear off his sensitivity to color and stuff it into his own body.

Besides, he, Xiao Mu, is just a piece of trash, even if he paints for ten or twenty years, he will definitely not be able to compare with him!

As long as he gets this painting and learns from Xiao Mu's color, he can easily win another award, laying another red carpet for his future road.

And Xiao Mu, no one will ever pay attention to him, not even his classmates.

What a pity.

Shi Jiting looked at Xiao Mu with pity, and said leisurely:

"Why are you using crutches, did you get hurt?"

Xiao Mu looked out of the car window:

"There was a car accident."

"Then your leg will never get better? Uncle and aunt are very sad."

Shi Jiting's tone was full of excitement that he didn't realize, why didn't he hurt his hand, no, it's not good to hurt his hand, "Your feet are like this, don't your uncles and aunts take you to and from school?"

Looking out of the window, the boy's pupils glowed like glass under the sunlight, and he looked so far away that he didn't seem like a person from this world.

"They died in a car accident."

"Ah, I'm sorry, I didn't think that my uncle and aunt would go away like this, leaving you alone. Why don't you tell your senior brother about such a big thing, and come to senior brother if you have any difficulties, senior brother I will definitely find a way for you!"

Shi Jiting kept talking, repeatedly mentioning Xiao Mu's legs and his parents intentionally or unintentionally, his face was full of concern.

After arriving at the destination, Shi Jiting strode out of the car and walked straight to Xiao Mu's house.

Xiao Mu paid the fare at the back, turned sideways awkwardly, and moved his body out little by little while leaning on the ground outside with his cane.

Halfway through, his hand was held by someone, and the silent taxi driver stood outside the car, hesitating to speak.

With the help of the driver, Xiao Mu got out of the car smoothly. The driver looked at him and sighed, "Children, be careful when making friends. Uncle is so old, he still has some experience in judging people. You, brother Still be careful."

The driver looked at Xiao Mu with some sympathy, and didn't say anything else, maybe people wouldn't like to hear too much.

Xiao Mu paused, the hot summer breeze blew past, bringing out the boy's faint smile like this breeze.

"Thank you."

—

Shi Jiting stood at the door of Xiao Mu's house, urging Xiao Mu to come up with his homework.

He looked at the narrow space inside with disgust, and he could even see the dust floating in the air.

"Hurry up, I have to catch the car. If you didn't waste too much time by not answering the phone, this matter should have been settled a month ago. If you can't be selected, don't blame me."

Shi Jiting stood at the door and urged repeatedly, but he did not log Xiao Mu out after waiting for two or three minutes. He gave Xiao Mu a very disgusted look, and walked into Xiao Mu's house in disgust.

The room Xiao Mu was in was very dark, the curtains were drawn tightly, and the lights were not turned on. Shi Jiting came in and turned on the lights without saying a word. Xiao Mu got out of his closet, holding a rolled up painting.

Shi Jiting took it over at once, and spread out the scroll, with an expression of anticipation and joy stiffening on his face.

The paintings I entered are extremely mediocre, and there is no difference between a random painting of 20 yuan and [-] yuan on the roadside stall.

What he wants is not this kind of painting!

He turned angrily and wanted to grab Xiao Mu's collar, but Xiao Mu avoided Shi Jiting's hand.

"Are you kidding me, you bastard!"

Xiao Mu lost his balance and fell on the bed, the silver crutch fell to the ground with the sound of metal clashing.He frowned suspiciously, and looked at this senior again.

Shi Jiting's reaction was not right, he was too eager and looking forward to it, but he was so angry when he saw the painting, as if something had been shattered.

But this is obviously his own painting.

Brother, if you are like this, I will wonder if you want to sign up for the competition for me.

Xiao Mu hid his doubts and said:

"This is the painting that senior brother lent me to copy last time, return it to senior brother."

Shi Jiting's anger stopped abruptly, as ridiculous as a mime.He took a closer look, and there were traces of familiarity between the brush strokes. It was really a painting drawn by himself.

A piece of garbage that even he himself feels worthless.

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