Su Jie screamed several times to recall Chen Qinghuan's wandering spirit, the three of them at the dinner table were speechless, and her stepfather Chu Yong had many rules, so she was used to being silent, "I'm full, you eat slowly." ”

"Do you want to have another bowl of soup?" Su Jie was slightly worried when she saw that she hadn't eaten much and was growing up.

"I'm really full, you can drink more soup, the stew is delicious. Chen Qinghuan had already put away his dishes and chopsticks and walked to the bedroom door.

Hearing this, the corners of Su Jie's mouth rose, obviously praised by her daughter very happily, "It's just your sweet mouth." ”

Looking at the simple three dishes and one soup on the table, Chu Yong smashed his mouth and said, "Put so many mushrooms, the fragrance of the chicken is gone, and this back pot meat, the meat should be simmered for two more minutes before it tastes." ”

He has the most bad things in the world, and Su Jie didn't dare to refute it when she heard it, so she could only smile awkwardly and pick up the bowl to eat.

Chen Qinghuan couldn't help but roll his eyes when he heard this before closing the door, fortunately he finished eating, otherwise it would be really unappetizing.

Sitting back at the desk, she continued to create the line drawing that she hadn't finished just now, the character design has been basically completed, staring at the sketch for a long time, I always feel that something is missing, recalling the other paintings I just saw on the Internet, and suddenly understood, "Oh...... Add some background. "She wasn't responsible for the background in her previous work, so she missed it when she was working on her own.

Revision and correction back and forth, it was already more than ten o'clock in a flash, Chen Qinghuan put down the pen, stretched his waist and prepared to take a bath and sleep, tomorrow there will be morning self-study, and he will have to get up at six o'clock.

After packing her school bag, she also sandwiched the line drawing in the book, planning to go to school tomorrow to perfect it and pass the time by the way.

Turning off the light and lying on the bed, the strangeness made her toss and turn and couldn't sleep, she habitually wanted to play with her mobile phone, and remembered that she now only had an elderly machine, so she sighed and forced herself to close her eyes and fall asleep in the bed for a long time.

The September night breeze has been dyed with a hint of coolness, and the breeze gently raises the bedroom curtains, and there is no dream for a night.

In the morning full of vitality, the classroom of the school was already full of flowers of the motherland, Yao Jia yawned and lay on the desk, squinted her eyes and whispered: "I got up late today, I didn't have time to eat breakfast, I was so hungry." ”

She complained to herself and touched her stomach, Chen Qinghuan felt a little funny, so she magically took out a piece of chocolate in her schoolbag and put it in front of her, "Here you go." ”

"Wow!" A joyful exclamation, Yao Jia, who saw the chocolate, instantly resurrected with full blood, it has been three weeks since the start of school, and the only classmate she knows a little bit is Chen Qinghuan at the same table, I originally thought she was a cold type, but I didn't expect people to be so good.

Yao Jia lowered her head and took a bite of chocolate, sweet, swallowed her stomach and the whole person was refreshed, ate two bites and looked up at the teacher who was sorting out the courseware on the podium, and after confirming that it was safe, she looked at her table and found that the other party's entire head was buried in a stack of books, as if she was writing something.

"What are you doing?" Yao Jia was curious and wanted to stick out her head to take a look, but she didn't react to it politely, so she asked in a low voice.

Chen Qinghuan smiled slightly, and put the pencil in his hand to his mouth, "Secret." ”

"You're not going to rush your homework...... are you" Yao Jia automatically brought in what she would do, and then this sentence won a roll of the other party's eyes.

At the end of the drowsy morning self-study, the students in the classroom were immediately full of energy and talking loudly.

The section representative who received the homework came over to ask their classmates for homework, and Chen Qinghuan was buried in the corner of the desk quietly drawing, and it happened that the other party saw her concise line drawing.

"Wow, you drew this, did you learn to draw?" The voice of the representative of the section was not small, although it was covered by the noise between classes, but it attracted the students from the front and back of the topic protagonist to come over and take a look.

Chen Qinghuan quickly took the book and covered it casually, and then gave him the homework, "Draw and play, you should be quiet." ”

The representative didn't see it clearly, but he could see that the painting was very powerful, and he mentioned in passing: "So powerful? ”

Chen Qinghuan was too lazy to reply to him, not wanting to waste too much tongue, then Yao Jia spoke, "There is so much homework, where do people have so much time to draw for you, you have to go to class, and you don't want to take your homework to the office?"

She spoke confidently, and she was beautiful, but the other party didn't dare to answer when she heard it, and sent her homework in a gray manner.

Chen Qinghuan looked at Yao Jia's little face and thought for a while, and as soon as the representative left, he picked up the painting and handed it to her, "Don't you want to see it, show you what I'm painting." ”

This is not a line drawing of the two-faced goddess, but the next painting she is working on, and there is no inspiration, so she simply draws a woman on it.

Her painting style is beautiful and realistic, not too exaggerated and retains the characteristics of comics, this is the style she honed when she was rushing for her roommate's draft, and the people around her glimpsed it with their spare eyes, and they all showed envious and surprised expressions.

Yao Jia took this thin piece of paper, as careful as a treasure, she just glanced at it, took a closer look at it, and realized that it was exactly the same as the person in the cartoon she watched at home, "You are so good, how can you draw so well, is this what you draw, is it printed?"

Surprised to believe it, she looked at the painting back and forth several times.

Chen Qinghuan smiled lightly and whispered, "If you like, I'll draw one for you." ”

"Ahhh

"Then I'll draw it for you. ”

"Uh-huh, thank you. Yao Jia excitedly returned the paper with both hands.

When the bell rang, the math teacher came to the classroom with a large triangular ruler, he knocked on the desk, and everyone obediently returned to their seats to listen to the class.

Chen Qinghuan opened the textbook perfunctorily, his eyes were blank, and he looked like he was in a fugue.

If she painted Yao Jia, she would have more ideas, Yao Jia had studied ballet, so the image of a ballet dancer was formed in her mind.

The slender swan neck is slightly tilted forward, the head is slightly lowered, the side face has a soft light refracted through the glass, the hair is pulled up, and the crown made of white feathers is embellished, and the arms are spread like a swan taking off, one high and one low, one front and one behind, two straight and tight long legs under the body, one leg tiptoe to support the whole body steadily, and the other leg is raised back, as if it is about to jump up in the next second. Dressed in a delicate white feather coat and fluffy gauze skirt, and white ballet shoes under transparent white stockings, she is pure white and flawless, even more dazzling than the light, and is the purest girl in the world.

While conceiving, she unconsciously picked up the pen in her hand and drew a sketch in the textbook, and when she came back to her senses, a vivid ballet girl had jumped on the paper.

After painting, I feel that there is something missing, the character design is beautiful enough, but there is nothing special.

"The one in the middle of the fourth row, that girl, you come up and do this question. The class was suddenly silent, and the Q&A session was the quietest time in the classroom, so the volume of the teacher's words was extraordinarily loud, and even Chen Qinghuan looked up, the teacher was staring at her, and in the middle of the fourth row, it seemed to be herself.

For more than ten minutes in class, the student never raised her head, and the math teacher had a good temper, so she just asked her to come to the blackboard to do the problem, which is the next knowledge point to be learned, and she won't be too embarrassed if she can't do it, which is equivalent to giving her a reminder.

If she was named back then, she would probably be so frightened that her face turned red, Chen Qinghuan stood up with her own appearance in junior high school, and Yao Jia's eyes on the side were full of helplessness and sympathy, saying that she wanted to help, but she couldn't do anything.

The classmates in a classroom all stared at Chen Qinghuan as if they were lively, she calmly went to the stage to solve the problem, and she not only solved the math problem in the first year of junior high school, but also very quickly, or all right.

Turning around and putting back the chalk, the expressions of the classmates were puzzled with admiration, and they couldn't understand it, but they felt so powerful, Chen Qinghuan flashed an inexplicable smile on his face, and then walked down the stage and returned to his seat with a blank face.

The math teacher's face was weird, I wanted to use this to make an example, but I didn't expect to choose a hidden student, he didn't remember any particularly powerful students in the entrance exam, so he had to clear his throat and said: "This student is doing the right thing, I won't do it, this is what we want to learn next, turn the book to page 45, let's take a look at the formula first......"

Yao Jia's big round eyes could almost shine, "Qinghuan, you are perfect." ”

In front of Chen Qinghuan sat a boy with glasses, who looked thin, like a nerd in the play, he ranked first in the entrance exam, and was the class president of this excellent class, he also made this question just now, but not as fast as Chen Qinghuan.

"Are you out there making up for math?" he asked, looking back and feeling his position threatened.

"I happened to preview here yesterday, what's wrong. "Perfect interpretation of opening your eyes and telling nonsense.

Xueba turned back silently, he never previewed, he always relied on his smart mind to study easily, since people worked harder than him, okay, he had nothing to say.

The people around listened to their conversation with their ears pricked up, felt an invisible ** smell, and couldn't help sighing, the top students are all good-looking, good grades, and hardworking, so let them not let ordinary people live.