There are still a few days before the final results are announced, and Tong Wan doesn't need to go to school, the weather is getting colder, Tong Wan simply stuffed herself in the house, and the most she did was to paint, and when she was bored, she chatted with Ye Siyu and a few of them in the group.

Approaching the end of the year, Ji Bingling couldn't take care of her, she only knew that he had been going out early and returning late recently, and those who came back occasionally came to see his paintings early in the morning, and commented a few words from time to time.

Kung Fu Woman: "Hurry up, there are still ten minutes to check the results." "There was a frying in the small group of four.

Master (Yi Muxi): "What are you anxious about, isn't it just a result." ”

Fairy tale princess: "Come on, Yi Muxi, your brother is not at home?" ”

Master: "Here, he is also waiting, and the results have not yet come out." ”

Fu (Fu Yunfan): "It's really blind to your computer talent. ”

Master: "...... I don't want to lose face. ”

Several people were talking and waiting in the group, but the worst one was Yi Muxi, who was urged to ask for data and complained about his professional skills.

Master: "It's coming, it's good news, it's bad news, which one to listen to first?" ”

Kung Fu Woman: "Nonsense, okay. ”

Master: "Okay, the average score of our class is 2 points higher than theirs, and we won!" ”

Fairy Tale Princess: "Really? Ahhh It's great that I don't have to worry about it. ”

Kung Fu Woman: "I'll just say we're fine, this time let's see how arrogant that Ouyang Xi is." ”

Fu: "What about the bad ones?" ”

Master: "The bad thing is that Hanhan's grades are still not passing, but he has improved compared to before." ”

Fairy Tale Princess: "...... "Are you praising or hurting people?"

Kung Fu Woman: "It's okay Hanhan, didn't our class win, you did a great job, let's continue to work hard next semester." ”

Fairy Tale Princess: "I'm fine, I still have something to do, let's go first, let's talk next time." ”

Tong Jian knew that although her grades were not good, she put down her mobile phone and continued to draw after not dragging her feet to the class.

She painted a set of jewelry, which was largely finished, and only needed to refine the details, and she remembered that her mother often drew some of these pictures when she was a child, so she naturally drew them with a brush.

Busy time always flies quickly, before you know it is late at night, Tong Wan put down the pen and stretched, looked at the already complete design drawings and squinted her eyes with satisfaction, put away the drawings and happily fell asleep.

"Squeak", the door of Tong Yao's bedroom was pushed open, and a black shadow came in from outside, tiptoeing to the side of Tong Yao's bed, staring at her motionlessly, the moonlight illuminated his side face through the window, if Tong Wan woke up at this time, he could see that Mr. Ji, who was usually not smiling, was looking at her gently.

Ji Bingling looked at it for a while, reached out to help Tong Wan fold the quilt, and tiptoed to leave, her eyes suddenly saw the drawings she put on the table, so she took it and unfolded it and watched it carefully.

There was no light in the room except for a few faint moonlight shining in, but he still tried to read every detail of this drawing carefully, this is the first time he has seen the finished product since Tong Yu designed this drawing, and he has also seen a lot of jewelry works, I have to say that this design is indeed very spiritual, no wonder even Qin Yu, the grandson of a jewelry family, will appreciate Tong Yu's paintings.

Ji Bingling put the drawings back on the table as they were, turned her head to stare at Tong Yao, and said in her heart: "Hanhan, what have you experienced over the years?" ”