In fact, Chen Hui had long been skeptical.

It is suspected that Wu Zhong has been refusing to paint because of his hand injury.

She has also known Wu Zhong for so long, and Wu Zhong can have the reputation of a genius, not only because God has given him talent, but more importantly, he likes to draw.

A person who can draw something he likes in physical education class.

He can skip class, he may not hand in homework, he may not take exams, but he will never go without drawing for a long time, and that is what he likes!

Chen Hui stared at him deadly, seeing that he lowered his head and was silent, and threatened: "You can't paint, if you don't paint, I'll leave, and I won't pay attention to you in the future!"

Hearing this, Wu Zhong was finally moved, and hesitantly sat down in front of the drawing board, ready to start writing.

He seemed to be a little nervous, Chen Hui had also seen him paint, he had always been full of confidence, and Chen Hui was nervous when he saw him painting for the first time.

He takes shape, as usual, and paints the structure of the object in perspective. The structure of the jar is relatively simple, and Wu Zhong also draws it well.

However, when he began to line up the light and shade, even Chen Hui, a layman, immediately saw the problem.

Wuzhong can't line up!

Every stroke he drew began to be distorted and deformed, and the originally good shape of the jar suddenly became extremely ugly.

Drawing such a charred and ugly jar, Wu Zhong's own hand holding the pen trembled slightly. He paused, but he didn't give up painting, even if it was ugly and stiff.

For a person who was once a genius, watching himself paint such an unbearable painting, every stroke is endless torture.

Chen Hui wanted him to stop painting several times, but he didn't dare to speak.

Because she saw that although Wu Zhong was struggling to draw, he was very serious. Because of his nervousness and seriousness, his forehead was sweating.

The beads of sweat slipped down, and he didn't wipe them, so he continued to paint.

After about six or seven minutes, he finally finished drawing.

He got up slowly, looked at Chen Hui, pointed to the sketch jar and whispered, "I'm done...... Don't ignore me. ”

Hearing this, Chen Hui's heart suddenly became extremely bitter.

Wu Zhong didn't want to paint it, right? He didn't want to paint it, but because of her sentence "If you don't paint, you won't ignore him", Wu Zhong still reluctantly painted.

Chen Hui leaned closer to him, gently grabbed his right palm and looked at it, but there was no problem on the surface.

But just now his painting technique was obviously stiff and inflexible.

"So, you don't paint because of a hand injury, for fear that everyone will be disappointed, right?" Chen Hui asked knowingly.

I thought that Wu Zhong would answer "yes", but he shook his head.

"I don't care what people think, and I can't talk about disappointment," he said. ”

"Then why don't you take classes and not take exams?"

Wu Zhong paused and replied softly, "I don't want to disappoint you. I want to wait a while, wait a little longer, wait for my hands to be good, and then ......"

"And then you just fooled it up, didn't you?" Chen Hui asked.

He hesitated, but nodded.

At this moment, Chen Hui suddenly wanted to cry, it turned out that it was really because of her, she was equivalent to indirectly ruining Wuzhong!

No one can say whether his hand can be completely restored, but at present, everyone thinks that Wu Zhong has fallen and is completely useless.

Either way, his fame was gone.

Seeing Chen Hui's depressed and depressed appearance, Wu Zhong comforted her in turn: "It's okay, I believe I'll be fine." Although I don't go to class every day, I will go back here at night to practice secretly, I was afraid that you would know, but now that you know, I will practice openly in the future. ”

"Fool!"

Suddenly, Chen Hui snorted and scolded, patted Wu Zhong on the shoulder, and continued to scold: "You are a big fool! What is so good about me? Why do you care about me like that? If it weren't for me, you wouldn't be hurt at all, if it weren't for me, you wouldn't have experienced so much right and wrong, and if it weren't for me, you would still be that genius that everyone admires......

"No, you're wrong!" Wu Zhong said seriously: "If there is no you, there will be no me." ”

"What? what do you mean...... Chen Hui asked puzzled.

He opened his painting bag, opened the deepest part of the inner layer of several paintings sealed in transparent plastic, and handed them to Chen Hui.

Seeing the content of the painting, Chen Hui was shocked.

Because these paintings are all painted by the same person, and the paintings are not good-looking, but looking at the characteristics of the characters, Chen Hui recognized them at a glance, and she was drawn by her.

She wore a short ponytail, slightly curly hair, and wore a black and white striped shirt, light blue jeans, and small white shoes. The action is to stand in a military posture, and it looks very clumsy.

Several of the paintings are hers, but there are different movements, frog jumping, standing in a military posture, squatting, looking into the distance...... And so on, a dozen in a row, all of them were drawn by her.

Wu Zhong lowered his head and said with some embarrassment: "These ...... I drew when I first entered high school, and I just learned to draw at that time, and I didn't look good. ”

"We didn't know each other at that time, did we?" asked Chen Hui casually as she flipped through the paintings.

"Hmm. But I saw you on the first day, and you were very conspicuous in the phalanx of class twelve. Wu Zhong recalled: "I rarely exercise, military training is very difficult for me, at that time I was happiest every day, is to be able to see you, watching you do every action is very good-looking." In my spare time, I secretly draw you, and while I draw, I like to draw......"

"So, without you, there would be no me. ”

Wu Zhong said this sentence with extreme certainty.

After hearing this, Chen Hui felt a little complicated in her heart, she always thought that her first acquaintance with Wu Zhong was in that Internet café, when she was cheated by Zeng Qi.

Unexpectedly, Wu Zhong ...... to her It was the first day of school.

If it weren't for her own experience, Chen Hui would have felt that it was a lie.

She took a deep breath, tried to calm down, and said to Wu Zhong: "Okay, tomorrow is Saturday, if you want, we will meet here, I will be a model for you, and see if I can help you get back to the feeling of painting." ”

"Really?" Wu Zhong asked in disbelief.

Chen Hui didn't answer him, but just asked again: "So do you want it or not?"

"Yes!"

"Okay, see you tomorrow. After saying that, Chen Hui was about to leave, she was afraid that if she stayed here any longer, she would cry.

She felt that she would be really guilty if she didn't help Wu Zhong get back to his former state, she was the one who created this genius, and she was the one who ruined him.

But Wu Zhong's attitude towards her has never changed.

Before leaving, she took Wu Zhonggao's painting of her work again, and quipped: "Stealing my paintings, without consent, all confiscated!"

"If you like, give it to you. Wu Zhong replied with a smile.

Chen Hui didn't reply, waved at him, and left.

Walking out of the studio, I quickened my pace again. It wasn't until she was sure that Wu Zhong couldn't see her that she was relieved.

Seeing that the original enlightenment sketch of the great god turned out to be her, I was still a little happy in my heart.

The great god fell in love with her at first sight, triggering her talent for painting......

However, this painting seems to be the appearance of Chen Hui's original owner.