"My work is ready. Shirley brought a cylinder filled with fully open paper to Wu Jiaji.

From the cylinder he pulled out a fully open gouache drawing, the back of a maroon*1* haired teenager and a wall of roses in the background. The feeling of tranquility and beauty makes people feel that it cannot be desecrated. The gouache skills still look very good, and others may not be able to get such a high-level work.

"Okay?" asked Shirley.

Wu Jiaji nodded again and again, "Very good!"

"That's good, hand it over to the teacher early. Shirley handed him the full open paper.

Wu Jiaji should be again and again.

"Shirley's gouache is so beautiful!" Wu Jiaji's tablemate Li Ya came over and said.

"Don't grind, what are you going to give?" asked Wu Jiaji.

"Photography!" Li Ya said without hesitation, "There are beautiful women, beautiful men, and beautiful scenery in the class." Why don't you hand in photography?"

Wu Jiaji was embarrassed: "I'm afraid that the picture is too beautiful and people don't dare to look at it." ”

"I was speechless......

The dialogue between the post-00s generation is unnutritious and boring.

The bell rang pleasantly, and there was no sound of speaking.

"Class!"

……

When it was time to eat lunch, Wu Jiaji took Shirley's painting and walked to the teacher's office......

A girl and her classmates talked and laughed and walked over with a basin of water, Wu Jiaji and the girl slowly approached, a girl in a school uniform hurriedly flashed next to the girl who was carrying the water, and hit the girl with a heavy shoulder, the basin immediately swayed, and the water was splashed out, Wu Jiaji subconsciously took the painting away, and a basin of water was still a little splashed on his school pants.

The girl who hit the person hurriedly left.

"What kind of person! I don't have long eyes!" the two girls scolded a few times before they were a little relieved.

"Are you alright?" the two girls asked with concern.

Wu Jiaji hurriedly wiped the water off his pants with his hands and said, "It's okay, it's okay." ”

"My paintings!" Wu Jiaji saw the traces of water on the back of the drawing paper, and was miserable......

Wu Jiaji had to take the painting back to the classroom, how to explain it to Shirley, and how to explain it to the teacher?

Eating, sullen, in class, fugue is too empty, talking, the lips are not on the horse's mouth......

"What are you doing that?" Li Ya couldn't stand his half-life appearance, and pushed him.

Wu Jiaji was annoyed and shook off her hand: "Don't bother me!"

After thinking about it, I can only ...... Give the painting back to Shirley......

"I'm sorry...... Shirley, it's me who didn't take good care of it. Wu Jiaji lowered his head and said apologetically.

A painting on Shirley's desk was blurred on the right ear on the back of the boy.

"It's wet. Shirley said with certainty.

"Hmm. Wu Jiaji nodded.

Looking at his eyes, guilty and open, his hand grabbed the side of his pants, he should be very nervous, the rhythm of his breathing seemed to be a little rapid, and he looked like he wanted to say something...... Shirley knew that he didn't do it at all.

"Who did it. Shirley asked.

Wu Jiaji had to tell the noon story again.

"This painting is useless, I'll give you another one next time. Shirley said flatly.

At school, although it is said that the wind and waves are calm, there are always some stingy people who make such a ridiculous move, and it is better to have more than less.

Yi Yang Qianxi walked past Shirley's seat and saw the discordant stains in the painting.

"Wu Jiaji, do you have gouache paint?" asked Yi Yang Qianxi.

"I didn't...... But should there be an interest group at school? Do you want it?" asked Wu Jiaji.

"Hmm. Can you help me come?" Yi Yang Qianxi asked.

Wu Jiaji thought for a while and said, "This should be no problem, today is the turn of the seventh and third class interest group activities, I should get it from the class committee of their class." ”

"Thank you. Yi Yang Qianxi patted Wu Jiaji's shoulder.

Wu Jiaji just looked at the painting on Shirley's desk, and felt sad again.

"It's okay, I'll help you get the picture. Yi Yang Qianxi whispered in his ear.

"Really?" Wu Jiaji looked at Yi Yang Qianxi's eyes and immediately flashed.

"Yo, Yi Yang Qianxi, your Wang Yuan dumped you, so he fell in love with me at the same table?" Li Ya looked at the two people's "ambiguous*1*ambiguous" posture Yi Yang Qianxi's hand slapped on Wu Jiaji's shoulder, and Wu Jiaji looked at him with a look of "expectation*1*waiting......

Yi Yang Qianxi coughed dryly twice, and immediately took his hand off Wu Jiaji's shoulder.

Wu Jiaji looked at Li Yas, and was furious: "Li Yas, what did you say?"

"What can it be?"

"Not everyone in the world is as rotten as you!" Wu Jiaji looked at her with a flaming eye, "Clean up your brain!"

Li Ya glanced at him angrily, with Song Xiaobao's tone of rain and dew: "In these years, the ones that are not rotten at our age are: rare varieties." You don't decay when you're old, that's a pre-aging ......"

"You!" Wu Jiaji was so angry that she couldn't speak.

"Don't always love and kill each other in front of you, why don't you take care of a group of single people in the back and distribute dog food?" Sikong Jingqian looked at the two people sitting in front of him and said speechlessly

Li Yasi smiled, squeezed his eyebrows at Sikong Jingqian and said, "I don't fall in love with him and kill each other, why don't we make a couple?"

Yi Yang Qianxi smiled: The dialogue between classmates is always simple and unscrupulous. It is at such an age, in her youth, that she speaks carefully everywhere and reconciles between people. Looking at the figure who is flipping through the book, I don't know why, I always want to turn her into a middle school student, she can laugh, joke unscrupulously, even if she is still indifferent in the end, as long as she still remembers the beauty of the present, her heart will be soft......

When you see her like that, why do you want to cry so much?