Zhao Xiaozhao chose two competition items for this children's talent competition, one is hard pen calligraphy, and the other is writing (junior group). Compared with Feng Jingjing's choice of ballet, the piano, her two items are not very outstanding, but as far as Zhao Xiaozhao is concerned, they are also the best choice she made after careful consideration.

Her calligraphy has just been introduced, and the flute has not even entered the door, and now she can get her hands on the hard pen calligraphy she practiced in her previous life. As for writing, she was born again, and it should be no problem to write articles.

"Wu Yu, this chocolate was brought to me by my father from the United States." Feng Jingjing took out a box of beautifully packaged chocolates from her schoolbag and handed it to Wu Yu, who was sitting in the middle.

Wu Yu had a walkman stuffed in his ears, and he flipped through a software programming magazine in his hand, unmoved.

Feng Jingjing stretched out her jade hand like a green onion and pulled Wu Yu's sleeve slightly: "Wu Yu, Wu Yu." ”

Wu Yu frowned, tilted his head and looked at Feng Jingjing impatiently, without saying a word.

The smile on Feng Jingjing's face softened a little, her little face flushed slightly, and she said shyly and timidly, "I'll peel it for you to taste." After speaking, one of his hands had been peeled off and handed to Wu Yu's mouth.

Wu Yu tilted his head, his eyebrows furrowed tighter, and his thin lips opened slightly: "What did you put on your hands, this smell makes me want to vomit!" ”

"Smack." The chocolate fell from Feng Jingjing's hand, leaving a black mark on her white dress and rolled under the seat and disappeared.

"I ...... Didn't paint anything. Feng Jingjing tried her best to control her lips that were shaking because of embarrassment.

Wu Yu said indifferently: "Oh, that's your body odor that makes me sick." ”

Zhao Xiaozhao listened, even if she and Feng Jingjing were wrong, they felt that Wu Yu had gone too far, and couldn't help glaring at Wu Yu fiercely.

Feng Jingjing collapsed, tears streaming down.

She turned away, her arms resting on the armrests of the saddle, her head buried deep in them, and she bit her lips tightly, her eyes full of resentment, unwillingness, and sadness.

I see.

In her last life, she was his woman, and she followed him for 10 years, from youth to old pearl, from a young model to a first-line actress in the entertainment industry, he spent a lot of money to cultivate her, he never cared about money, and always gave her a card by the way. Regarding the paparazzi's reports on his support actress, he has never refuted or defended, and he is willing to describe intimacy with her outside.

He would smile softly at her and hold her hand, but that would be the end of it.

In these 10 years, they have always been in name only.

Because, as soon as she got close, even as soon as she touched her body, he was nauseous and vomited.

One day she looked at the puddle of filth on the ground, and finally couldn't bear it anymore and asked, "Why?" ”

He wiped the stain from his lips, looked at her coldly, and said, "Gastroenteritis." ”

"Whether you believe it or not, I'll just give you this explanation. Don't forget, we just take what we need. ”

Yes, his relationship with her is an agreement.

At her first meeting with him, she took him to the hospital for medical treatment, and he made a deal with her.

He helped her to the top of the entertainment industry, and she was his "woman".

Zhao Xiaozhao looked at the girl lying on the armrest, constantly shrugging her shoulders, although she felt uncomfortable in her heart, but thinking of her relationship with her, the act of "comforting" it was better to leave it to others.

She tilted her head and looked out the window.

Wu Yu looked at Zhao Xiaozhao's disagreement with his behavior, and the corners of his mouth pulled up a smile of indifference and self-deprecation.

Since he can remember, the world has no color, the home is always dark, full of scolding, crying, screaming, he always points and points wherever he goes, adults spit on him, even children can abuse and beat him at will, no one helps him out, his childhood grew up in this dark environment, he didn't go crazy and died is a blessing, and you can expect him to have a sunny heart, what a joke!

His kindness is only the size of a grain of rice, and it can hold what Zhao Xiaozhao has already filled, and he can't tolerate anyone who can be worthy of his care so much.

The bus drove for more than an hour and finally arrived at the Children's Palace.

After a short break, everyone rushed to their respective venues.

Zhao Xiaozhao walked into the venue, found his seat, and sat quietly waiting.

The person passing by outside the window attracted her attention, it was the anxious Wang Huihua who pulled Feng Jingjing, whose eyes were red and swollen, she vaguely heard it, Wang Huihua asked unhappily: "Why are you crying at this time, if this affects the game, I am the one who cries." ”

"Teacher, can you still share your time when you are sad?" Feng Jingjing's tone was not good.

Wang Huihua was even more unhappy: "Anyway, don't cry, wait until the game is over." ”

The voice gradually faded away, Zhao Xiaozhao couldn't hear clearly, so she no longer listened attentively, she recently felt that her eyesight and hearing seemed to be much better than before, could it be the benefit of rebirth?

Zhao Xiaozhao's morning competition is hard pen calligraphy.

The teacher has already copied the content to be written on a small blackboard, and everyone only needs to write this paragraph on the graph paper that they put down to complete the content of the competition.

Zhao Xiaozhao read it carefully a few times, opened the pen, and first tried the ink on the blank scratch paper, and then began to write. She writes in block letters, and every stroke is extraordinarily serious. Write it down again and again, without any revisions. Zhao Xiaozhao checked it carefully and made sure that there were no mistakes, so he got up and handed over the manuscript paper.

Who knew that at this time, suddenly a little girl next to her also stood up, and the two collided heavily, and Zhao Xiaozhao was knocked down on his desk because of inertia, and the inkwell with the lid on the table was dumped, and Zhao Xiaozhao hurriedly hugged the manuscript paper to his chest, so as not to stain the manuscript paper.

Black ink runs along Zhao Xiaozhao's hair, and the green school uniform ticks all over his body.

"Classmate, are you alright?" The teacher on the podium invigilated the exam in a panic.

And the little girl who hit Zhao Xiaozhao ran in front of Zhao Xiaozhao first.

"I'm sorry, classmate, I didn't mean to, I'll help you up." The little girl bent down with her back to the teacher, held Zhao Xiaozhao's back with one hand, and quickly and skillfully drilled into Zhao Xiaozhao's arms with the other hand, and fiercely kneaded the manuscript paper that Zhao Xiaozhao was protecting in her arms.

Zhao Xiaozhao's eyes widened in shock.

What is she doing?!

When the two stood up, Zhao Xiaozhao looked at the unrecognizable face in his arms, and the manuscript that could not be seen was silent.

"Ah, I'm sorry, classmate, I really didn't mean to." The short-haired girl was nervous and about to cry.

The invigilator, pushing the glasses on the bridge of her nose, looked at the cloud of ink, and there were a few clear words, and it could be seen that this little girl wrote these words very strongly, and she was very aura. Just these few words are brilliant, but the competition is the competition, just such a word, there must be no qualifications for awards.

It's a shame.

No one wants such an accident!

The invigilator looked at the time, there were only 15 minutes left, and it usually takes 45 minutes to write such an article, and this little girl wants to rewrite it, but it must be too late.

The invigilator looked at this word and couldn't help but say again: "It's a pity." ”

"Teacher, we don't have any rules on what font to use in this competition." The little girl raised her head and stared at the invigilator with clear eyes.

"Uh...... Yes, there are no rules...... "The teacher's voice has not yet fallen.

"Teacher, please give me another blank piece of paper." Zhao Xiaozhao said as he quickly picked up a handkerchief and wiped his hands, found an empty table, and sat down.

"Teacher!" Zhao Xiaozhao's crisp voice woke up the stupid invigilator.

"Well, good." The invigilator took out a blank paper and placed it on Zhao Xiaozhao's desk.

Zhao Xiaozhao took off his coat full of ink, wiped the hair that had dried up and clumped on the top of his head, and worked hard to write shirtlessly.

What's the point of being entangled with people now whether they were framed by others.

At most, two people will be disqualified at the same time.

And the way to really slap the face of the person who framed her is to do what she doesn't want her to do.

This person didn't want her to get a ranking, so she just wanted to show her the first place.

The invigilator was surprised to find that the little girl never looked up at the blackboard again, she was all silent? It's impossible, such a young girl, she can't read all the words, and she can memorize them word for word. This girl is estimated to be fighting against the water, so let's write as much as she can. Even if she memorized them all, she wouldn't have time to write so many words!

He watched as one student after another turned in their papers and left, the time between 10 minutes and 5 minutes to the end, leaving only a few people in the classroom.

At last, he couldn't resist his curiosity, and walked over, and was stunned by the sight.

Time ticked away, he watched Zhao Xiaozhao's pen tip wander on the manuscript paper like a cloud, line after line, he also recovered from the shock, glanced at Zhao Xiaozhao's name, nodded silently, with a little smile on his lips, and slowly paced to the podium.

"There are still 3 minutes before the end of the game, please check whether you have written your school, class, name, and wait for the bell to end the game, put down the pen, take the initiative to hand in the paper, if there is a violation of the rules, disqualify the competition."

The short-haired girl who bumped into Zhao Xiaozhao has long since disappeared, and Wu Yu, who ended her game outside the window, looked at Zhao Xiaozhao, who was dressed as a wolf and her arms were red from the cold, and pursed her thin lips.

It's December, and there's no air conditioning inside, so this girl took off her coat and wore only a thin sweater, did she want to freeze herself? And what about the hair?

"Teacher, I'm alright." When there was still half a minute before the end, Zhao Xiaozhao stood up.

With a faint smile on her face, she handed the manuscript paper to the invigilator.

The invigilator took the paper and quickly scanned it.

He solemnly patted Zhao Xiaozhao's shoulder and said softly: "Zhao Xiaozhao, you are not afraid of danger, you are good!" ”

Zhao Xiaozhao smiled brightly.

After the game, Wu Yu took off his clothes and helped Zhao Xiaozhao put them on, he knew that Zhao Xiaozhao would definitely not say anything to him, and he didn't ask much.

There are some things that he can understand in private, and the cruel part, just let him come, anyway, he is a dark and despicable person.