On weekends, she probably just plays a clown and hands out flyers.

This also connects the previous memories, why did some people call her a clown, and how did the life of the ancestor be saved in the end?

Later, it was because Qu Huazi launched the 'clown fundraiser'.

She has been kindly rescued from all over the world, and she owes a lot of people.

Forget it, that's all for later.

She only knew that when she was a clown, recognized by her classmates, and ridiculed by them, there was probably only one thought left when she saw me here - this hateful world, why didn't she die with her?

She is such a person, innocent on the surface, but gray at heart.

She wishes the whole world would be happy with her!

She was already hard enough, and the words that these people said without thinking were like snowflakes pressing on her.

- When there is an avalanche, no snowflake is innocent.

She is still struggling to support, digesting all the sadness and grievances by herself, and she doesn't know what will happen in the future.

Afterward...... Later, Qu Huazi knew that she had been wronged, so she naturally came to help her get it back, and earnestly stated the reason for her part-time job, asking everyone to help.

You see, Qu Huazi protects her like this.

However, she was really sad at that time, like she was drowning. The icy tide surrounded her, and everyone was saving her, but she was chilling in her bones.

Because she knew that these people were giving her charity and watching her from above.

That was all later, though.

After the drawing contest, it was half a month later.

Let's go back to the drawing contest, the results of the contest have already come out, so Monday will be the announcement of all the works.

First place, "The Red Chamber", in the very center of the Art Building, is gorgeously framed.

The seven fairies naturally want to take a look, after all, ...... Qu Huazi won the first prize.

The seven delicate girls are together, and they easily gain the attention of others.

They stand in front of each picture, judging their heads.

First of all, of course, the award-winning work "Red Mansion".

Everyone looked at the painting and asked all kinds of strange questions about Qu Huazi.

"Huazi, how did you come up with this painting?"

"Huazi, how did you come up with these people's clothes?"

"And these buildings, they're all so unique, what is this?"

Xu Huanxi: Of course, Qu Huazi of "......" would not know that these were all painted by her, and they were created freely based on her understanding.

So, if Qu Huazi can be pulled, Qu Huazi can be pulled, and if it can't be broken, she Xu Huanxi will be on top.

"You said those clothes, I remember Huazi told me, she said......"

Yes, it's probably this style of painting, all the things that can't be explained by Qu Huazi, it's up to her Xu Huanxi to explain.

She was busy lying for Qu Huazi, when she suddenly noticed a strange gaze, as if she had a special sense.

As soon as she turned around, she saw Xue Jingyun, who was standing under the flower tree not far away, quietly watching their group.

However, in Xue Jingyun's heart, there is probably only Qu Huazi alone.

She smiled and suddenly stopped talking, not for any reason, but not at all.

Coincidentally, when Qu Huazi was asked about her embarrassment, she forgot to go to solve the siege.

Fortunately, Qu Huazi is also smart, and 320,000 yuan will bring the topic to her: "Huanxi, what's wrong with you?" You've been in a daze lately, and you've always looked like you're in a trance. ”

She struggled to look up and smiled, "It's okay." ”

- I guess if I like someone, I just can't give up.

Qu Huazi put her arm around her shoulders and led her forward: "I know you're having a hard time right now, but it's okay, we'll help you." ”

Yes, it's as simple as that, they leave the painting of "Red Mansion" and look at the next painting.

It's good to die or not, it's "Girl".

"Red Chamber" and "Girl" are both large-scale paintings, which are naturally side by side, like a contest, and like a feeling of being side by side.

Xu Huanxi slowly clenched his fists, yes, this painting is Xue Jingyun's.

She suddenly understood why Xue Jingyun was here, probably to see Qu Huazi's reaction.

The Seven Fairies looked at this painting and were still judgmental.

"This painting ...... It's okay to draw, I really like the contrast of his tones. ”

"The girl in the painting is very beautiful, the brushstrokes are so delicate, it feels like she is alive."

"You ...... Do you feel ...... Does that woman look familiar? ”

She no longer seemed to be able to hear her companions' discussions, and looked up at the painting, the intense colors of which came to her face, the dazzling sunlight on the top half and the cold sea water on the bottom.

The painting, as if it had been carved into her mind in an instant, made her shiver with pain.

It's a good painting, and it turns out that it's like this when it's painted in its entirety.

It must have taken a lot of time to paint such a large-scale oil painting with delicate brushstrokes.

She glanced back at Xue Jingyun again, he was standing a little far away, but she still saw the red blood in his eyes.

In just seven days from the time he started participating in the competition, he really put a lot of thought into it.

It's to tell someone - I painted a picture for you to be known to the whole world.

"It's a flower posture, don't you think the people in the painting look like a flower posture?" Qin Qiao shouted, and everyone suddenly woke up and echoed one after another.

"Really, it's really Huazi, oh my God, Huazi, you're a good goddess in this painting, I almost didn't recognize it."

"Look! Look! Whose work is this! Who the hell painted such a good picture for Huazi, it's romantic! ”

"Xue Jingyun?"

"I seem to have heard of this name, and it can be regarded as a person on the school list, good-looking, anything, I heard that there are a lot of little fans in the school."

"But ah, I don't know if it's because he's cold and unkind, or because of the threat of the school bully, so no one can get into him."

"Oh my God, our flowers are so beautiful, anyway, this is the most romantic confession to you I've ever seen this year."

She listened, and tried to tug at the corners of her mouth in agreement—yes, the most romantic confession.

Pierced into her heart, it couldn't hurt more.

She couldn't help but look back at the boy again, but ...... The man was gone.

She lowered her head and wrung her fingers, and she couldn't even make a sound of sadness.

In the face of such a profound oil painting, Qu Huazi was very calm. Also, for people like Qu Huazi who show off in the forest, they have been confessed since childhood.

Qu Huazi admired the painting frankly: "This painting is really good, but you can't say that the person on this painting is me." It may be a bit similar, don't talk nonsense, it's not good if you cause trouble to other students. ”

Listen, that's a nice thing to say.