Chapter 3 Art Museums
"Ah Zhe, why do you only take that score every time you take an exam?" Lin Yuhan suddenly asked.
Shen Zhe was stunned: "My grades are not worse than yours, are they not good in the top few?"
"Lie to me again, ignore you!" Lin Yuhan's small face pulled, looked at a few lines of flowing handwriting on the math test paper on the desk, and said: "You can do it every time I don't know the question, I haven't seen you stumped, am I stupid, isn't it good to take the high test?"
"How tall do you want to be?" Shen Zhe smiled, "Full branch?"
Lin Yuhan raised his head, the ponytail on his shoulder slipped off his back, stared at Shen Zhe's face for a while, and suddenly exclaimed, "Ah Zhe, how many subjects can you get a full score?"
"What do you think? Shen Zhe stepped forward and grabbed Lin Yuhan's braid and pulled it, which made her very dissatisfied.
"You see, I just said a word, and it scared you. If you really want to get a perfect score in every subject, won't you become a gorilla in Ziwei High School?"
"What gorilla?" Lin Yuhan said.
Shen Zhe said: "It's like a gorilla in a zoo, being watched and pointed. ”
Lin Yuhan said in disbelief: "I haven't seen anyone guide you." ”
Shen Zhe sighed: "That's because it's normal now, and there are many top students with good grades, so it's different if you become a demon." ”
"Don't talk about that, tell me which university you're going to apply for next year, I remember you said before, now? I'm going to go there. ”
Lin Yuhan didn't know what to think of, his little face was flushed, and he bit his lip and didn't speak.
Shen Zhe didn't hear the answer, and asked again: "Tell me, the college entrance examination is going to be next year, how do you fill in your volunteer?"
"Yenching Fashion Institute ......"
"What!"
Shen Zhe jumped up, looked at Lin Yuhan and said loudly, "You haven't changed your mind yet?"
"Hmm. ”
That's a sad answer. Shen Zhe sat down.
Immediately jumped up, gritted his teeth and said: "But it's okay, I'll apply for the Yanjing Fashion Institute next door, what school is there......
"Poof!" Lin Yuhan smiled and said, "Next door is Huaxia Business School, if you want to go, Aunt Yang is not willing, she will definitely beat you." ”
Shen Zhe's face also drooped, yes, my mother has always only recognized one university.
After a while, Lin Yuhan suddenly said, "I have an art class in the afternoon, do you still go with me?"
Shen Zhe nodded, played for a while, and returned to his home.
At noon, my father didn't go home for dinner, only Shen Zhe and my mother Yang Xin.
Yang Xin is not yet forty years old, and once Shen Zhe joked, Mom, if you dress up, you can compare with a girl in her twenties.
The mother didn't react, but the father sprayed the rice.
As a result, at night, Shen Zhe found his father sleeping on the sofa in the living room.
After lunch, Yang Xin washed the dishes and chopsticks, took the mop, and went to clean up the room one by one.
It turned out that Shen Zhe had tried to help with the housework, but his mother found that it was worse than not helping, and later saw him doing it, so she drove him away.
Shen Zhe took a copy of "History of Chinese Literature" from the study and read it for a while, said hello to his mother, and went out to knock on the door of 302.
Lin Yuhan's mother has great expectations for her daughter, and she doesn't like her to play around with Shen Zhe very much, for fear of affecting the college entrance examination.
Therefore, Shen Zhe's thoughts did not dare to show it for the time being.
But Lin Yuhan knew Shen Zhe better, even better than Shen Zhe's parents, and the strong fortresses were all breached from the inside.
As soon as there was a knock, the door opened.
……
Lin Yuhan carried a backpack and pointed to the easel by the door.
Shen Zhe stepped forward to pick it up and clamped it under his arm, but his right hand was still holding the "History of Chinese Literature".
"What do you think of extracurricular books?" Lin Yuhan frowned.
"Sister Lin, the knowledge you learn seriously may not be useful, and what you learn secretly may be more useful after graduation. ”
"Lie to me again. ”
"Hey, don't believe it, we'll see. ”
"Don't call me Sister Lin in the future, I'm not the sick man in "Dream of Red Mansions". ”
"What's that calling you, strong woman, or Designer Lin?"
"Lin Yuhan!"
"It's not good, or Baby Lin?"
“……”
The two walked all the way, constantly arguing.
Zhonghai City is a super metropolis with a population of 10 million.
The economic status ranks among the top three in the country, the political and cultural status is not bad, and the various facilities are very perfect.
The Municipal Art Museum is only three bus stops away from the Ziwei community, so Shen Zhe and Lin Yuhan usually go there on foot.
The museum covers several acres of land, with a majestic building and three entrances in front.
The two entered through the leftmost entrance and walked down the long hallway.
During the summer vacation, many parents in the surrounding areas drove their children to participate in tutoring, and there was a lot of traffic inside the museum.
Along the way, the eyes of many adolescent teenagers moved with Lin Yuhan. Some couldn't take their eyes off it, some dodged and didn't dare to look at it directly, and even some parents set their eyes on this girl who stood out from the crowd.
Seeing Shen Zhe beside Lin Yuhan, the teenagers all showed expressions of killing a thousand knives.
"Cut!" In fact, Shen Zhe is not bad, he can't be compared with male stars, but when he is put into the crowd, he is still quite conspicuous.
He has a young thirty-year-old soul in his body, he looks like he is young and old, and he has read a lot of books, so he naturally has a bookish atmosphere.
"Lin Yuhan, why are you here?" a girl walked over.
As soon as I entered one of the studios, I was greeted by more than forty students, the oldest of whom was no more than sixteen or seventeen years old, and the youngest of whom was not even ten years old.
These children all use the holidays to participate in art tuition, because when they apply for the exam, some majors require art skills. Lin Yuhan didn't know when he had the desire to be a fashion designer and enrolled in an art cram school, but since then he has not changed his will, and no one can persuade him.
The little girl usually speaks softly, but once she makes up her mind, she is very right.
"Xia Xue, are you here early?"
Lin Yuhan waved to the girl and said hello.
The girl named Xia Xue glanced at Shen Zhe beside Lin Yuhan, snorted, and asked, "Why did you bring him again?"
Every time Lin Yuhan came to attend a cram school, Shen Zhe volunteered to come along, calling him a free bodyguard.
"This Xia Xue is hostile to me, she won't have an enmity with me, right?"
Shen Zhe smelled the murderous aura and whispered in Lin Yuhan's ear.
Lin Yuhan patted Shen Zhe funny and said, "What nonsense, Xia Xueren is very good, and she never grudges with others...... Didn't you take the extracurricular books, go to the parent area outside and wait, and the cram class will be over in more than an hour. ”
Shen Zhe glared at the girl, and warned silently, don't hit Yuhan's idea, let alone mine.
Less than one meter six, at least one hundred and twenty pounds, a good name for nothing.
Just as he was about to walk, Lin Yuhan turned around and said, "By the way, you did what you promised me." ”
What's up?
Shen Zhe's face was clouded, he promised Lin Yuhan a lot of things, but he didn't do more alas, it was all fun.
For example, pick a star for her, take her to see Halley's Comet or something, who can do that. Halley's Comet only showed its face once in seventy-six years, and the next time I saw its old man, it was sixty years later.
What can make Lin Yuhan look back and remind him must be able to do it.
Suddenly, he patted his head: "The poem hasn't been given yet!"