After waiting for the special car to leave for a long time, everyone slowly dispersed, but they kept talking.

Everyone is very optimistic about Wu Zhong and believes that he will definitely be able to win the first place, after all, he is a recognized genius.

When I go back to the classroom, I walk on the stairs, and when I eat, I can always hear everyone discussing in the cafeteria.

Some people will envy Wu Zhong, after all, if they really won the first place, it would be a cash reward of 10,000 yuan, which is already a huge amount of money for their students.

The average resident student only spends a few hundred a month on living.

Of course, it is inevitable that some people will be jealous and say some unpleasant things, "Isn't it just a little talent, what's the big deal, God is just unfair!"

However, when he heard this, the man would have been subjected to a great deal of scolding and drowning in the sound of saliva.

Chen Hui focused on her own business, and treated her as a spectator and listener throughout the whole process. They also do not express any opinions, let alone participate in discussions.

For those who are optimistic about Wuzhong, Chen Hui is also happy for him, after all, his efforts have been recognized.

As for those who can't eat grapes, she doesn't care, but she doesn't agree with the sentence that she has a little talent.

Talent is important, but if you don't work hard, don't magnify your talent as much as possible, and dig it, gold will inevitably drown in the soil, and it may be difficult to find it for a long time.

……

Soon it was the weekend, and Chen Hui didn't go anywhere in the past two days, so she stayed at home reading books and doing homework.

After the class was divided, the study pressure did not decrease but increased, and some time ago, because of various things, Chen Hui was always in class and couldn't keep up without reviewing after class.

In addition to doing this for herself, she can also reassure her mother by doing so.

Every time she deliberately opened the door slightly, every time her mother looked at her room from a distance and saw that she was studying, she would always show a relieved smile, and most of the time, Chen Hui knew it.

Mom has to work every day and take care of her, and the pressure is far more than her, so she wants to make her mother as happy as possible.

The weekend was full, but it was only a blink of an eye.

It's another Monday. Chen Hui came to the classroom like the usual pinching points to start the new week's classes.

During the second class in the morning, suddenly, there was a loud noise from the direction of the school gate, causing a commotion in the whole school.

It was the sound of firecrackers, several in a row, deafening.

Even though this was a Chinese class to kill my uncle, many students still poured out to watch one after another.

Seeing that Uncle Kill didn't stop him, after a while, the whole class went out.

Actually, it's not just their class, it's the same in other classes.

Chen Hui was pulled out by Huang Limei, who loves to join in the fun, only to find that the school gate was already full of people, and it is not an exaggeration to say that it is a sea of people.

Not only the students of this school, but also the teachers and students of other schools.

Listening to everyone's discussions, Chen Hui knew that it was Wuzhong who went to the city to compete and they came back, and Wuzhong lived up to expectations and really won the first place!

At this moment, all the teachers and students of the school poured out to greet it.

More than 30 schools in the city participated, hundreds of students participated in the competition, and the contestants were outstanding people in various schools, among which there were many geniuses like Wu Zhong, and there were not a few who were better than him.

But even so, he still took the lead.

This is not only for him to personally get honors and monetary rewards, but also to win glory for the school!

When Chen Hui and Huang Limei ran over to watch, they were already blocked outside the crowd and couldn't see anything at all.

Compared with those boys with an average height of more than 1.75 meters, the two of them are ten centimeters shorter on average, and they stand behind them, which is really indescribable......

Fortunately, at this time, someone opened the way for her, and it turned out to be Uncle Killer!

The majesty of Uncle Killing not only exists in Class 12, the whole school knows his majesty, not only because the senior teachers have brought out many outstanding students, but more importantly, the "great achievements" he left whenever he went to the boys' dormitory at night to check his bed.

It's hard to remember the punishment of running shirtless for 20 laps in the middle of the night.

When he appeared, many boys gave way to him, and Chen Hui and Huang Limei naturally rushed behind him.

After approaching the inner circle of the crowd, Chen Hui saw Wu Zhong and them, five people went to compete, Wu Zhong won the first place, Liu Aiping was tenth, and the others did not get the ranking.

Many people are asking Wu Zhong about his thoughts on winning the award and his various thoughts, but more than that, they are still enjoying the photos of the award-winning works.

The photograph was richly bound and inlaid in a golden frame, and it is said that the original has been left in the city.

However, even the photos are still breathtaking.

It was a folio painting of a school gate at night, with the bright street lamp shining on a homecoming schoolgirl.

The whole painting paints the feeling of dead of night vividly, making people feel as if they are there.

And everyone can see at a glance that this school gate is their school.

The darkness of the night contrasts sharply with the brightness of the light. The girl in the place where the lights gather is even more beautifully painted.

The girl held the small schoolbag in both hands, lowered her head slightly, took a light step, the wind around her was strong, blowing her messy hair, and she bowed her head slightly, which made people see at a glance, as if it was because of the cold of the evening wind.

The light shines on her, forming layers of faint halos, which makes the beauty of the picture reach an extreme.

The only pity is that the girl is drawn on the back, and the face cannot be seen, and it is impossible to identify who she is.

This is also the question that many people want to know the most, and they have asked Wu Zhong: "Wu Zhong, may I ask if this person in your painting is from our school? What is her relationship with you?"

"Yes, yes, I remember that in the first art exhibition last semester, you used a painting to let everyone know Chen Xiaohua, and now you have won an award in the city, so you must be a great beauty, right?"

"God, tell us about it......"

……

Many people were asking, and at this moment, someone said loudly: "Have you noticed that this painting, no matter which angle we look at, always feels like we are secretly looking at the girl in the painting, as if we dare not let the girl find it, there is a sense of humility?"

As soon as he said this, it immediately attracted everyone's attention, he didn't say it's okay, but now that I look at it, I really feel like this.

This also makes everyone even more curious, what kind of girl can make Wuzhong God only dare to wait and see from afar, and dare not step forward, presumably, that girl must be perfect......

……

Looking at the painting and listening to everyone's discussions, Chen Hui's expression was a little complicated, and her face was hot.

Although Wu Zhong never said who the painting was, Chen Hui knew the answer.

Because there is a small detail in the painting, there is a small purple bow on the shoulder strap of the schoolbag that the girl is holding, which is very eye-catching.

People who don't usually know only say that it is a decoration, maybe it is a girl's heart in Wuzhong.

Actually, no, it was because Chen Hui's schoolbag strap was broken that day, and she had to tie a knot in order to fix it.

And it was really cold that night, and she did like to hold her schoolbag to block the wind.

It is precisely in this way that Chen Hui is truly sure that Wu Zhong painted her.

That night when Wu Zhong sent her home, he remembered it so clearly and meticulously, including such a small detail on her school bag......