After being reborn, it becomes a beautiful crying bag

"My sweat is gone. Go take a shower. I'll put your clothes outside and you can take them yourself." Jiang Zetong pushed Jiang Bao to the bathroom.

Maybe it was because I talked with Jiang Zetong, and in Jiang Zetong's bedroom, Jiang Zetong's breath was everywhere. Jiang Bao went to the bathroom by himself without being flustered. Before, when he was at home, he had to call Jiang Zetong before he would enter. In the bathroom, take a shower for 5 minutes and find someone when you come out.

Later, it was Jiang Zetong who found out and waited for him at the desk every time, so he was not so anxious.

"I can't delay Brother Jiang's school and work, and Jiang Bao can't drag Brother Jiang down." Standing under the shower, warm water splashed on his cheeks, and the drops of water from the corners of Jiang Bao's eyes disappeared with the flow of water.

Until dinner in the evening, Jiang Bao and Jiang Ze were inseparable. Grandpa Jiang was still puzzled. When asked, no one said, so he didn't care. The children's affairs can be solved by themselves. After dinner, I talked with Grandpa Jiang for a while. Talking about digestion, Jiang Zetong sent him home before it was dark.

The sky was dark in September, with the setting sun hanging in the sky, Jiang Bao stepped on Jiang Zetong's shadow with precision every step he took, occasionally bouncing up and down, showing a bit of liveliness.

Jiang Zetong stared at the back of Jiang Bao's ear, which was white and covered with a layer of golden orange glitter, which looked like orange-flavored fudge.

"Brother Jiang, will you tell me a story tonight?" Seeing that his home was right in front of him, Jiang Bao couldn't hear the footsteps behind him.

"The story was finished last night, and the new one will have to wait."

Jiang Zetong's voice was so gentle, accompanied by the warm wind in the summer evening, Jiang Bao wanted to just sleep on the ground.

"Then I want to eat Yanbinlou's crab rice dumpling tomorrow, is that okay?"

"Of course, my brother guarantees that we can eat Jiang Bao when he wakes up."

Jiang Bao nodded, stepped on the shadow under his feet and took two steps forward. For some reason, he didn't want to settle where there was no shadow. He wanted to turn around and look for Jiang Zetong, but the shadow under his feet moved and extended towards Jiang's house. , he looked back, Jiang Zetong was waving to himself.

Inexplicable emotions kept spreading in his heart. Jiang Bao didn't know what it meant or how it came about. He only knew that he was unhappy. When he was unhappy, he would think of chaotic and blood-red dreams, messy conversations, and his family's problems. Both mom and dad had emotions like fear.

But Jiang Zetong was looking at him with encouragement, Jiang Bao breathed a sigh of relief, and rushed home in one go, fearing that if he dawdled for a while, he would go home with Jiang Zetong.

Jiang's house is brightly lit, and every lamp in the living room is shining dutifully, taking over the work of the sun, making the transition between day and night very natural - as long as you don't turn off the lights, you won't notice that it's dark at all.

Aunt Zhang was startled by Jiang Bao running in. She patted her chest and said, "The young master is back. Have you eaten? Would you like some fruit, fresh mangoes and strawberries?"

"I'm sorry Aunt Zhang scared you. I won't eat anything. Where are Mom and Dad?"

"Master and madam are resting upstairs."

Jiang Bao went upstairs when he got the answer, but instead of looking for his parents, he pushed open the door of his bedroom.

He hugged his knees and sat on the edge of the bed. The carpet was soft and fluffy, and it was very comfortable to sit on. He and Brother Jiang picked it out together in the furniture store.

Jiang Bao grabbed the wool of the carpet, and an idea came to his mind: he should be in the same class as Jiang Ze, so that he could see Brother Jiang all the time.

Do it when you think of it, Jiang Bao got up and knocked on the bedroom door of his parents.

"What's the matter, baby, you just came back from Jiang's house." Jiang's mother just took off her makeup and planned to take a bath.

Jiang Bao nodded, "I have something to tell my parents."

"Old Jiang, let's go to the study." Lin Zhiqi put his arms around Jiang Bao's shoulders and led him there first.

Jiang Bao cut to the chase, "I want to be in the same class as Brother Jiang."

Lin Zhiqi raised his eyebrows in surprise, "Baby, you are just in the first year of high school, and your brother is in the third year of high school. You can't learn together, right Lao Jiang."

"Ah, yes, why do you think so?" Jiang Shang asked hurriedly after receiving his wife's wink.

"I don't want to be separated from Brother Jiang."

Before the words fell, Jiang Shang clapped his hands, his expression no longer relaxed, "No."

Seeing Jiang Bao's ugly face, Jiang Shang reluctantly explained, "Baby, it's not that Dad stopped you. Think about it, first of all, our art students are not in the same class as them, second, we can't keep up with the teaching progress, and the last point is the most important. Jiang Zetong is your older brother, so he will drag you down when he falls in love and gets married?"

"Yeah, baby, going to school together is not called being separated in the same school. You are still good brothers."

But Jiang Bao is determined this time, he must be in the same class as Jiang Ze. He doesn't like Jiang's father's assumption, "My brother will marry and have children in the future, and he won't ignore me!"

"I will study hard to keep up with the progress, otherwise, I will not go to school."

Jiang Bao's expression was serious. The Jiang family couple who used to treat him as a child realized that Jiang Bao was about to become an adult. He had a lot of thoughts and secrets that his parents couldn't find out. What Jiang Shang wanted to say, Lin Zhiqi quickly stopped him Jiang Shang.

"Give mom and dad some time to think about it. Let's talk about it tomorrow night, shall we?"

"OK, good night."

Jiang Bao took him to the door and left. Jiang Shang paused and complained, "Why did you stop me just now?"

"You think I don't know what you are going to say. You will definitely promise Jiang Bao not to let him go to school. Use your brains. Is Jiang Bao not going to school? He is doing it for Jiang Zetong! You let him not go to school, and he still has If you want to make trouble in other ways, let me let him go, and let our son know that Haicheng No. [-] Middle School is not easy to get into." Lin Zhiqi frowned and was not angry.

Jiang Shang was taken aback by the words, so he stopped talking. After thinking for a while, he felt that the child should pay attention to his mother. He was about to agree, and his heart ached again. Sad."

It's easy to beat little Jiang Bao to school. He is a slow learner. Everyone close to him knows that he played casually in elementary school. This junior high school was donated by Jiang's father. Along the way, the attitude of the leaders and teachers is very good. Later Jiang Bao won a prize in a painting competition, and no one asked him too much.

Others see Jiang Bao as an unlearned and incompetent son of a rich family. In the eyes of the Jiang family and Jiang Zetong, Jiang Bao is at best partial. After all, some people are born to eat other things. It is never a sin to be different. Biased people are narrow minded.

Therefore, Jiang Bao's study life is very happy, and Jiang Shang's worry is not unreasonable.

"You are a child slave. Wouldn't it be better for him to turn around after suffering a lot? We just want him to retreat in the face of difficulties. Otherwise, the more we persuade him, the more we persuade him, the more he will not be able to pull him back."

The couple made up their minds, and waited for Jiang Bao to come back after dinner the next night to tell him that Jiang Bao was sent back by Jiang Zetong after waiting until nine o'clock.

"Hey baby, can we really do this?"

"Baby, his father, if you can't do it, you have to do it!"

The two of them leaned on the window of the study on the second floor to watch Jiang Bao watch Jiang Zetong go home. Jiang Bao didn't turn around until he could no longer see anyone.

Jiang Bao opened the door and came in, with a smile still on his face. He looked at his parents who were sitting upright, and he was very confident about his going to school, but he didn't expect that there would be additional conditions for promotion.

"We have contacted the school leaders and asked about the corresponding matters. If you want to skip a grade, baby, the school has clear regulations."

"What rule?" Jiang Bao was at a loss.

"The school doesn't have high requirements for art students, as long as you have won an award in an international competition." Jiang Shang felt a little guilty. They used to appreciate Jiang Bao's paintings, and they didn't let him compete in competitions, so he won a reputation. I really feel a little bullied when I say it for a while.

But after thinking about it, it would be a good thing if Jiang Bao gave up, and it would be an even better thing if he succeeded in the end.

Jiang Bao nodded after hearing this, and felt that the request was not too difficult. He used to...Jiang Bao always felt that he had several trophies from international competitions, but he didn't have them in his bedroom. Pay more attention to when I can enter Jiang Zetong's class.

"Can I read it first?"

"Yes, it just so happens that the International Oil Painting Competition, which is held only once every four years, is about to start. The deadline for submission is October [-], and the list will be announced at the end of October. As long as you can get the ranking, you can officially enter the oil painting competition in two months. Zetong's grade, there is no need to go back to freshman year." Lin Zhiqi explained the matter clearly to Jiang Bao.

Jiang Bao knew about this international oil painting competition. It is one of the most important competitions in the art world and has a very high gold content.

"I see, I'll sign up soon." Jiang Bao took the hands of his parents and held them together, and pressed his cheeks together, "Thank you, Mom and Dad, for your hard work."

"It's nothing, Dad just wants you to be happy." Jiang Shang felt uncomfortable. If Jiang Bao hadn't been so clingy to Jiang Zetong, there would be no need for such effort. He would have to communicate with Jiang Zetong later, let alone miss it. Mouth.

Jiang Bao got the promise and found a way to go back. He had to sign up quickly, look at the theme, and then conceive the content of the painting. There were still many things to do.

Jiang Zetong hung up the phone. He didn't expect that Jiang's couple really gave Jiang Bao a chance. He promised to keep this matter secret. Now let's see where Jiang Bao can go.

Originally, Jiang Zetong's mood gradually calmed down, but it was inevitable that there would be waves. Who wouldn't like such a well-behaved and beautiful child who came to him wholeheartedly.

Jiang Zetong closed his eyes and took a nap for a while, then opened his eyes and saw the documents on the table, laughing at himself for thinking too much, if he has the time, why not look at the plan.

The moon hanging high was shining on the window, and through the window hundreds of meters away, the figure at the desk nodded his head up and down, and finally slammed on the table.