Chapter 19: Wishful Thinking

The next afternoon, Chen Hui felt that time had passed for a long time, she had never been like this, so looking forward to the school bell ringing soon.

As long as she waited until the end of school, she could go and get the painting! As soon as she thought about it, the corners of her mouth couldn't help but smile silly, but fortunately, no one looked at her during class, otherwise she would have thought she was stupid or something.

This afternoon was the most inattentive afternoon for her to be in class for so long, wandering, looking out the window at the art building opposite, her eyes glazed and smirk...... Etcetera.

She herself felt that something was wrong with herself, why was she looking forward to it so much?

Is it because Wu Zhong said that he wanted to give her paintings? She herself is not sure, obviously she was thinking of helping Wu Zhong through the economic crisis this month by buying paintings......

She thought about it for an afternoon, and finally, the bell rang after school.

"Jingle Bell~"

Hearing this voice, Chen Hui couldn't wait to run out of the classroom, but she was still strong and calm, and told herself in her heart, wait, wait, wait, he must not have finished class yet......

When the classmates in her classroom were all gone one after another, Huang Limei also picked up her schoolbag and called her: "Huihui, let's go home together? ”

"Limei, ...... today No, I've got some business, so why don't you go back first. Chen Hui said with some embarrassment, Huang Limei deliberately waited for her, and she refused, and suddenly felt a little guilty in her heart.

But Huang Limei didn't say anything, just looked at her suspiciously, and left alone.

"Whew~" Chen Hui took a deep breath, she had been looking forward to school all afternoon, and now that school was over, she suddenly became nervous again, looked at the art building opposite, and thought that Wuzhong should have passed, right?

She also left the classroom and headed straight for the art building.

Running on the empty playground, all kinds of possible images appeared in her mind, such as Wu Zhong waiting in the studio, or painting seriously, or not running or blushing after seeing her......

She didn't know what was wrong with her today, she seemed to have a lot of thoughts.

When she was about to go upstairs, she thought of something very important, and that was money. Although Wu Zhong said that he would give her a painting, she couldn't really accept the gift, her original intention was to help others.

She rummaged through her little worn-out pink purse, which still had two hundred dollars in it.

She pulled out a slightly older 100-yuan bill, and with a ruthless heart, she decided, just 100!

She nervously walked upstairs and came to Wu Zhong's studio with a familiar car, thinking that the picture she had expected was about to appear, which idea would come true? She was also curious......

However, when she came to the door of Wu Zhong's studio, she suddenly froze.

There are people in the studio, and Wu Zhong is not the only one, there is also a girl with a short ponytail in it.

The girl was also wearing a school uniform, she was carefully sketching, looking at her back, petite, and visually she was a beauty embryo.

Wu Zhong stood behind her, watching her paint, giving verbal advice from time to time, or directly holding the girl's hand and pen, teaching her how to arrange lines, how to shape, and how to draw better......

"You should use a 2B pencil here to arrange the lines, instead of drawing the line hook, the hook will not draw three-dimensionality, it will only make the picture cartoon, like a child's graffiti. ”

"So that's the case, the great god is powerful. The girl praised, her voice was very sweet, and she looked like a very gentle little girl.

Wu Zhong seemed to be quite useful for this compliment, and then demonstrated to her, while teaching orally: "Look at me drawing one, find the feeling of this kind of line......"

"Master the sense of rhythm, rhythm, understand?"

"Hmmm......"

……

Chen Hui stood at the door of the studio in a daze, watching and listening.

For the first time, she felt that she didn't know Wu Zhong at all, and she always thought that he was taciturn, but today it seems that there are quite a lot of words.

It can be seen that he is very serious about teaching that girl to draw, and that girl is also very serious about learning.

Chen Hui suddenly didn't want to go in, didn't want to disturb them, and turned around silently.

Suddenly, she heard in the studio again, and the girl asked Wu Zhong, "Great God, are you really willing to give me the painting?"

Wu Zhong responded with a smile: "It's the same for anyone, if you like it, you can give it to you." ”

"Really, thank you, God!" The girl's joyful voice came, it was still so sweet, so sweet that Chen Hui and a girl felt soft when they heard it.

It's just that her mood at the moment is a little complicated, and the sentence "It's the same for everyone" was inexplicably harsh in Chen Hui's ears.

She also thought that Wu Zhong was different about her, such a good painting, casually said that he would give it to her, it turned out that it was just her wishful thinking.

She sniffled, feeling a little sore, and didn't stay any longer, just leaving.

It's just that not long after she left, Wu Zhong suddenly walked out of the studio, stood in the corridor at the door of the studio, glanced around, and finally stayed in the classroom of the twelfth class of the opposite teaching building, frowning, looking thoughtful.

After a while, the girl in the studio also came out, she put on her schoolbag and was about to go home, saying goodbye to Wu Zhong and leaving.

After a few steps, he suddenly stopped, turned to look at Wu Zhong and asked, "Great God, isn't the person you are waiting for here yet?"

"......" Wu Zhong did not answer her.

The girl was a little embarrassed, but she still squeezed out a smile and said to him: "Thank you for being willing to send me that set of stickers, and thank you for being willing to teach me to change this painting today, without your help, I will definitely not be able to hand in my homework tomorrow, thank you, I'll go first, goodbye!"

With that, she went downstairs and left.

Only Wu Zhong was left waiting here, looking in the direction of the classroom of the twelfth class of high school and muttering: "Is she really not coming?"

On the other side, Chen Hui pouted and kept complaining to herself: Chen Hui, you big idiot! What are you thinking? Why do you think people are special to you? You are not the proud daughter of the sky, why are your brains so big, shameful......

She muttered out of the school gate, but at this time she found that there was a person at the school gate looking at her with a smile, it was Huang Limei.

Huang Limei walked over quickly, took her hand, and said with a smile: "I'm afraid that you will go home alone without a companion, so I specially waited for you, have your affairs been handled? Let's go home." ”

"Hmm......" Chen Huiqiang squeezed out a smile and whispered, leaving with her.

On the way home, Chen Hui was still a little depressed, she just couldn't forget the picture she had just seen.

Suddenly, Huang Limei smiled and asked her: "Huihui, did you go to find Wu Zhong just now?" Although I know that you had a misunderstanding before, but now, you don't really want to fake it, right?"

"How...... How is it possible?!Don't talk nonsense, I'm not, I don't, don't talk nonsense!" Chen Hui retorted nervously and hurriedly, and then quickened his pace and left.

Huang Limei caught up, she quickened her pace, caught up again, and quickened her pace......

The two went home with a fight, but it also made Chen Hui forget about the unhappy things for the time being.