After Zhao Liang learned from the principal that Director Wu of the Education Bureau was interested in Xiang Junfei's paintings, he immediately understood that the first prize of this year's art exhibition was this "Zhao Zilong's bloody battle against Changbanpo". His own students won the honor, and he, the head teacher, was naturally also stained, and happily called Xiang Junfei out of the classroom and came to Wu Yihui's side together.

"Hehe, Director Wu, this is Xiang Junfei, a student from our first (2nd) class, and this painting was painted by him." Zhao Liang couldn't wait to introduce Wu Yihui and his party.

Looking at Xiang Junfei, whose facial features were still immature, Wu Yihui was very curious about the fact that he had such painting skills at a young age, and couldn't help asking: "Classmate Xiang, did you complete this painting independently?" I should have been guided by a teacher or a parent, right? ”

Although Xiang Junfei didn't know which department the kind-faced Director Wu in front of him was, but when he saw that the group, including the principal, were respectful to this Director Wu, he immediately guessed that this person's identity must not be low.

After making up his mind, Xiang Junfei said, "No, this painting was completed by me from beginning to end, without any guidance." Uncle, do you think my painting is not good? ”

Wu Yihui saw Xiang Junfei's frustrated expression, and immediately denied it: "No, my uncle is very satisfied with your work, but I didn't expect you to be able to paint such a good work at such a young age, I was just surprised." When did you start learning to draw? ”

After pondering for a while, Xiang Junfei replied in an affirmative tone: "It was when I was in the third grade of primary school, but I didn't go to a cram school to learn to paint, I just read some art textbooks I bought at home and painted casually." ”

Just now, Wu Yihui has learned from Zhao Liang that Xiang Junfei is now a student in the first year of junior high school, and now he learned from the other party that he was only in the third grade when he learned to paint.

"Yes, yes, this kid has a talent for art, and it deserves to be cultivated. Principal Zhang, for this kind of students with special talents, you should pay more attention to their growth and pay attention to their growth. Wu Yihui stroked Xiang Junfei's head and said to the school leaders.

"That's, that's, we must pay attention, we must pay attention." Principal Zhang hurriedly nodded his head.

"Xiang Junfei is not only good at drawing, but also has always been among the best in the class, and this midterm exam, he won the first place in the class, and many teachers are full of praise for him." Zhao Liang lost no time in praising Xiang Junfei in front of Wu Yihui, anyway, at this time, the more Xiang Junfei can win the favor of the leader, and the more he, the head teacher, can follow him.

Sure enough, after Wu Yihui heard that Xiang Junfei not only painted well, but also his academic performance, he was even more satisfied with him, and he instructed Xiang Junfei: "Child, you must also practice painting well in the future, uncle is very optimistic about you, and I hope you can become a great painter in the future." “

"Uncle I'm sorry, I may not be able to draw in the future." To everyone's surprise, Xiang Junfei did not follow Wu Yihui's words at this time, but said such a sentence.

Wu Yihui, who was greatly surprised, hurriedly asked: "Why don't you paint, is it because your parents don't agree to let you paint, for fear that it will affect your learning?" ”

"No, no, it's because Director Wang doesn't agree with our students to draw, so we can't paint anymore." Xiang Junfei also made a helpless expression when he said this, showing how unwilling he was at this time.

As the leader of the school, Wang Dehua has also been accompanying Wu Yihui to visit the art exhibition. At this time, he suddenly heard Xiang Junfei say that he stopped the students from drawing, and was surprised, and saw that Director Wu, Principal Zhang and other school leaders were focusing their eyes on him, he blushed, and said angrily to Xiang Junfei: "You, you, you are talking nonsense, when did I stop you from drawing, don't talk nonsense, believe it or not, I let you go to the playground......" Wang Dehua wanted to say, believe it or not, I let you go to the playground to run ten laps, but he suddenly realized that this was not his teaching office, not only the principal was here, but even the director of the education bureau was here, saying that you can't say corporal punishment of students in front of these people.

However, although Wang Dehua stubbornly held back his words, Xiang Junfei would not waste such a good opportunity, he took advantage of the situation to pretend to be afraid, shrank behind Wu Yihui, and pitifully pulled Wu Yihui's clothes.

Wu Yihui naturally regarded Xiang Junfei's performance as his fear of Wang Dehua, looking at the other party's aggrieved expression, Wu Yihui frowned, and said to Principal Zhang in a questioning tone: "What's going on?" Is this the attitude of your school leaders towards students? ”

Principal Zhang had already begun to scold Wang Dehua in his heart at this time, although he had already heard that this Wang Dehua was short-tempered, rude, and not very polite to students, but because Wang Dehua had never made any big mistakes, and he was also more good at being a person, so he had always turned a blind eye to him, but when he thought that this person was so uninteresting at a critical time, he actually spoke to the student in a threatening tone in front of Director Wu of the Education Bureau, and that student was quite favored by Director Wu. The good impression that the school left on Director Wu was ruined by him.

Principal Zhang wiped the cold sweat on his forehead and said with a smile: "No, Director Wang may have been too excited just now, too excited, isn't it, Director Wang, did you say it?" ”

Feeling the look that Principal Zhang gave him, and Director Wu's tone just now, Wang Dehua also knew that he was in trouble just now, so he only changed his smile and said:

"Yes, yes, yes, I was too excited, too excited, I apologize to you, but you just said that I don't allow you students to draw, but I definitely didn't say that, I don't know where you heard it from."

"I, I ......" Seeing that Xiang Junfei wanted to stop talking, Wu Yihui thought that Xiang Junfei was afraid of retaliation, so he didn't dare to say it in front of Wang Dehua, and immediately supported Xiang Junfei and said: "Don't be afraid, child, speak up boldly, I will call the shots for you today, and no one will retaliate against you for this, don't worry!" ”

Xiang Junfei is waiting for Wu Yihui's words, since the other party has made a guarantee, he will organize a comic club with Ma Qiang and others, and submit it to "Beijing Cartoon", and it will be published by the magazine, and then Wang Dehua stopped him from continuing to paint.

"I mean to let you not draw comics, and I don't want you not to draw, the comics you draw are all low-level interesting things, and it's good for you not to let you draw, and you can't take it out of context from your classmates." After listening to Xiang Junfei's words, Wang Dehua hurriedly argued.

"But my 'Zhao Zilong's bloody battle against Changbanpo' is actually an ink cartoon, and just now my uncle praised me and said that this painting is good." Xiang Junfei looked at Wu Yihui and said.

With Wang Dehua's art knowledge, he naturally doesn't know the types of comics, and he can't say that even Wu Yihui said that 'Zhao Zilong's bloody battle against Changbanpo' is good, he can't say that it is a representative of low-level taste, that is a dumb person who can't say that he has bitterness in eating Coptis chinensis, not to mention how depressed he is.