He doesn't want to make green tea

Many people were paying attention to the movement on the big screen. Although they couldn't clearly see what each person drew on the monitor, the candidates in the front row could still see some.

Xing Yuxing's paintings are not at all similar to the brushstrokes that Zhang Yu took out before. They are his usual painting style, rational sketches, and have nothing to do with Zhang Yu's aura-filled paintings.

In the examination room, Zhang Yu didn't know what was going on outside. After the initial discomfort, he didn't feel too nervous. The tip of his pen paused. For some reason, the scene when Luo Wei took him for a ride last time suddenly flashed through his mind.

Very relaxed and carefree, the wind blows across the cheeks.

When he was very young, his family was poor and had no air conditioner. Every afternoon after dinner, he would go out for a ride when he was too bored. He and his sister sat on the back seat of his mother’s electric car and rode to the beach. The sea breeze was just as refreshing. The unique smell of sea water brushed against his cheeks.

His mother would buy them ice cream, which he and his sister would squat on the steps of the gas station to nibble on.

The weather is hot, ice cream is eaten slowly, and the melted soup is sticky and greasy. Zhang Yu's sister always eats it everywhere.

"Don't touch me."

Zhang Yu, who loves cleanliness, would avoid her every time with disgust, and the younger sister pouted her lips. When the car finished filling up, the two of them sat on the back seat of the motorcycle again. Her little hand would always hug Zhang Yu's waist, because she was afraid of falling off. , and pinched the front of Zhang Yu's clothes so sticky.

Their mother would buy a grilled sausage and approach the two of them as they ate it, this always-tired, smiling woman who would take them in the car to a nearby seaside attraction, but couldn't bear to spend the money to go in, Just take the two of them to watch crabs at free places.

Sometimes there will be a drizzle on the return journey, and when they get home, their mother will take a hot bath for them and cook a bowl of seaweed soup. Zhang Yu, who was naughty when he was a child, is not like now. The little yellow duck, who hid her sister, sat under her buttocks and squeaked.

Later, his father Zhang Feng couldn't stand the poor life and divorced his mother. On the way to find his father with him and his sister, his mother also rode this electric bike.

That small car, which carried all his childhood memories, was driving slowly on the road, and was caught under a large truck at an intersection. In front of the huge car body, the electric car was fragile like a toy paper car, unbearable. With one blow, it was scattered all over the ground after being crushed.

The mother's sudden brake caused Zhang Yu, who was sitting in the back row, to be thrown out. A sharp pain made his eyes go black, and his head hit the ground. After a brief blank, he opened his eyes for a long time.

He was lying on the side of the road on the grass, his whole body was in hot pain, the young Zhang Yu didn't understand anything, he just thought he was going to die, when he opened his eyes, he found that the posture of his mother lying not far from him was very strange.

The woman's face was always full of exhaustion, showing the pain and shock before dying, her eyes were wide open, and she looked in Zhang Yu's direction, but her whole body was broken, and she was driven over by the truck, dying with regret.

Beside her, Zhang Yu stared blankly at his younger sister's little blood-stained hands scratching his direction little by little, arching his head, as if he wanted to grab Zhang Yu's skirt like before, wanting to get closer to his brother, but in the end However, he gradually lost his strength, and his dirty fingers were limply hanging on the ground, and he never lifted them up again.

They all died, before Zhang Yu's eyes, only Zhang Yu survived.

For a long time afterwards, he would recall that terrifying scene in his dreams. From that day on, his life had completely changed. Whether he had forgotten it on purpose or escaped unintentionally, the more Zhang Yu grew up, the more his mother The face becomes more and more blurred.

It has been many years since I recalled that memory, but I suddenly recalled the afternoons when I was a child, the seaside in summer, the drizzle, the sweetness of ice cream, all overlapped with the face that gave him warmth and love in memory.

Outside the big screen, Yu Yingying, Zhang Yu's deskmate, pulled down the girl at the front table, and pointed to the screen in a low voice: "Zhang Yu is starting to write!"

Ren Xingwang also looked at the big screen. Zhang Yu did start to draw on the paper, but at this time, more than ten minutes had passed, and he was already a little behind compared to other candidates.

Ren Xingwang asked Zhang Yu's deskmate: "Is he usually so slow? Draw a picture to make people anxious to death."

Yu Yingying shook her head: "I guess there's something wrong at the scene."

Lowe's eyes are always on the big screen.

Different from the scheming that usually hangs on his face, when Zhang Yu draws, he has very little expression, and he is also focused. There is an inexplicable purity, and the sketches on the paper become more and more smooth.

Luo Wei closed the phone, watched it silently for a while, and waited until the end of the game, then stood up from his position and prepared to leave. It seemed that he didn't intend to wait for the result.

Ren Xingwang first noticed Luo Wei who got up: "Where are you going?"

Lowe pointed to the bathroom.

As soon as he stood up, Zhang Feng turned his head to the side.

Zhang Feng noticed Luo Wei very early on.

Although the Xing family is rich, it is still not as rich as the richest Luo family. Zhang Feng divorced Zhang Yu's mother in order to join the Xing family. Not happy with him.

If he can cling to the Luo family a little bit, it will be of great help to him.

He had been secretly looking at Luo Wei for a long time, but due to the angle, he didn't notice that this person got up from Zhang Yu's rest area. He didn't go up to talk until he was outside the toilet.

"Hello, classmate." He was good-looking, and his kind smile was very deceptive. "I am the parent of the rest area next door to you."

The face in front of him was somewhat similar to Zhang Yu's, and coupled with his over-the-top approach, Luo Wei raised his eyebrows: "What's the matter?"

Only a few days ago, he had already been stopped by Zhang Yu like this.

Zhang Feng was a little confused. Generally, when meeting parents, students would call him uncle out of politeness. Although the family is rich, Luo Wei's attitude is really ugly. His indifferent attitude doesn't look like he came out of school. And like a very difficult gangster on the street.

Zhang Feng raised his hand and coughed twice: "I see that you also like artworks very much. I don't know if you are interested in art exhibitions. Uncle just has a few works here. I want to invite my classmates to go to the art exhibition. It is the largest exhibition in this city. hall……"

Luo Wei has already come to see the painting, and he must be interested, but if he is the only one invited, this person will definitely not go. It can only be said that many classmates are invited, so even if you invite everyone to see the painting, it will indeed cost a lot , but the return is definitely not small.

Zhang Feng calculated wildly in his heart.

"not interested."

Lowe interrupted the man directly.

Zhang Feng was choked, and he never expected to refuse so simply, but he was not angry, and made the adult's tolerance and tolerance to the extreme, like treating an ignorant child:

"It's okay. Don't worry about safety. I'm Xing Yuxing's parent. Many classmates will go there. Uncle is not a bad person."

Luo Wei paused for a moment, then suddenly sneered, for some reason, the appearance of Zhang Feng at this moment coincided with the appearance of Zhang Yu in his memory, which was very funny.

Zhang Feng didn't know why this man suddenly laughed, but he was a smart man, and when he knew that the other party was not easy to get in touch with, he instinctively started to shrink back. The more Luo Wei looked at him silently, the more embarrassed he became.

It seems that pleasing the Luo family will not work for a while.

Luo Wei left the spot and didn't pay any more attention to Zhang Feng. Just as he arrived at the bathroom, he received a text message from Ren Xingwang: "Boss, the students next to me started placing bets... Shall we participate?"

Every time there are classmates betting on the contestants, the amount of money each time is not big, and the bet between high school students, 50 yuan, is quite high, and everyone is just kidding.

But this year's bets are not the same, because the conflict between Zhang Yu and Xing Yuxing caused a lot of turmoil before, and some students deliberately put down Xing Yuxing's name, and now they have accumulated more than 500. In the conflict between the two, he secretly raised money for his classmate, so that his younger brother was far ahead, and he had a bet of almost [-].

Under Zhang Yu's name, there were only his tablemate Yu Yingying and Fang Shuhuai at the front table. The money in their hands was only 20 yuan in total, and they were pitifully thrown on the betting table.

One is the one with the most money, and the other is the one with the lowest amount of money. Coupled with the grievances of the previous few days, the expressions on everyone's faces are a little subtle. There are so many people who speak for Zhang Yu, and they hesitate when it's time to press the money. I am afraid that he is plagiarizing and I will not get my money back.

The two girls took out one-third of the money they had agreed to eat spicy hot pot after school. Now they can only eat vegetables and noodles, and they can't afford the money. Although they feel aggrieved at this time, there is no other way .

That's why Ren Xingwang sent a message to Lowe.

Lowe just replied casually for a long time.

Ren Xingwang has been waiting on the message page, and he is a spirit when he sees the reply. His ability to comprehend is very strong. He looked at it for a while with his mobile phone and understood what Lowe meant.

Excitedly explained: "My boss said, just press down and I'll get some money."

The two girls looked at the big dog like Ren Xingwang, and they were a little confused.

Did Lowe really mean that?

Before the two of them could figure it out, Ren Xingwang ran back quickly, took the small dozen of cash in his hand, took out half of it, and slapped it on the table.

"Press Zhang Yu, five thousand."

As soon as the words came out, all the eyes of the people around fell on his face.

Although there are quite a few rich families in their school, there are really not many who can bet five thousand and five thousand before they reach adulthood.

Everyone usually only knows that Ren Xingwang and Luo Wei have a good relationship, and almost forget that Ren Xingwang's family is also very rich.

Ren Xingwang was watched and scratched his head in embarrassment: "I'm just a messenger, write Luo Wei's name."

Everyone: "...?"

more suspicious.

So when Luo Wei came out of the toilet, he found that everyone looked at him wrongly.

He didn't pay much attention to it, and returned to his seat.

The candidates for the painting competition have all come out of the examination room. The ten judges will rate the works within two hours, and the results of the competition will be announced soon.

After Zhang Yu explained the idea of ​​the work, he also came out from the exit. Xing Yuxing left earlier than him, and he had already returned to the arms of his family. He didn't want the contrast to be too strong when he went out, which would be embarrassing, so he walked slowly behind , like a child who has no one to pick him up from school.

However, as soon as he got out of the gate, Zhang Yu looked up and saw Luo Wei sitting in his rest area.

Everyone else went to participate in the betting, and the rest area was a bit empty, so this person stood out more and more. Zhang Yu didn't notice that his heart beat half a beat faster.

He went to Lalovey's hand: "Did you come to see me play?"

Luo Wei pulled out his hands calmly, sat on the chair, put his left hand into the cuff of his right hand, and put his right hand into the cuff of his left hand. It was the posture of the old man in winter, and his unfamiliarity was written on his face.

Definitely shouldn't expect anything from him.Zhang Yu thought angrily.

But with so many students around, he still sat next to Lowe. When the other party didn't answer him, he kept asking, "Is today's competition interesting? Why don't you participate? Don't you also like painting?"

The man was silent, and after nearly 5 minutes, Zhang Yu continued cheekily: "Is it also because of me? You like painting, but you don't participate because you are afraid that I will lose?"

"It's really easy for people to overthink if they like to look at paintings but don't participate in competitions." Zhang Yu deliberately prolonged the ending.

Now Luo Wei finally spoke up, but he didn't answer the question. He glanced at Zhang Yu and asked, "Do you like pork?"

Zhang Yu nodded in confusion, and heard the other party say, "I didn't see you raising pigs."

Zhang Yu:"……"

Can this be the same?

Luo Wei didn't pay attention to him any more, he raised his legs up, leaned forward with one elbow on his knees, and looked at the score on the big screen with a slight frown.

Overall, Xing Yuxing performed very well this time.

His expression is introverted, as if he is afraid of something, and his emotions are leaked covertly. His mother-themed paintings, he painted his mother very realistically, that strong woman with a serious look can also feel from the paintings To a sense of oppression.

It seems that strong women give him more suffocation than maternal love.But because the technology is really good and rational enough, the final score is not low, a full 92.

The hearts raised by a group of people are finally let go. According to the experience of previous years, this score can sprint to No.1.

The score of No.1 last year was only 95, and it is difficult to come up with innovations in such an old-fashioned situation as my mother. Xing Yuxing's score is already the highest score in a field without innovation.

Especially when preaching the meaning of the work, he said that his mother is a strong woman who works hard and takes care of her family. Unlike the stereotyped female image, his mother is tall, self-pursuing, and very thoughtful. This wave of character design also gave him Pulled a lot of points.