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Zhou Hao looked at the closed door, and his heart was suddenly miserable.

What is worse than receiving the news of class suspension on the way to school, seeing a street with rivers of water as soon as you get out of the subway station, braving the heavy rain and strong winds to find a place to shelter from the rain, and finally knocking on a door and being turned away by a well-behaved little girl who looks like a bad person?

Zhou Hao looked at the pouring rain that was getting more and more urgent, unloaded the soaked schoolbag behind him, took out his mobile phone with some concern, pressed it, the black screen did not respond, press it again, there was no response, press it for a while, the screen lit up slightly, and continued to black screen.

Misfortune is not a one-way street, that's what it says.

Zhou Hao squatted helplessly under the eaves and sighed at the heavy rain, and he didn't know how long he would have to wait for the rain to stop?

The door behind him creaked again, and Zhou Hao turned his head to see that the white little girl had really moved a chair.

Hao Qiaojiang kept it at the door, looked at Zhou Hao and said, "You can sit here and you won't get drenched." But can't come in again. ”

Zhou Hao immediately stood up with a smile on his face, took a step and sat on the chair.

After he sat down, Hao Qiao looked at him and didn't have such an obvious sense of oppression.

"Little sister, thank you." Zhou Hao suddenly felt lucky, the little sister in front of him was invincible and cute.

Hao Qiao had never seen a boy who smiled as brightly as he did, as if he felt that he had never laughed like this.

"Are you cold?" Hao Qiao asked, staring at his arm.

He had just taken off his coat to wipe his hair, and now he was wearing a white short-sleeved shirt, which looked very cold, not to mention, he was soaking wet.

Zhou Hao followed the little girl's gaze, moved his arms unnaturally, raised his eyebrows and said, "We boys are not afraid of the cold." ”

In the next second, Zhou Hao sneezed three times in a row.

The slap in the face came in such a timely manner, Zhou Hao was embarrassed or embarrassed.

Hao Qiao went upstairs slowly, and when he returned to Zhou Hao, he already had an extra piece of clothing in his hand.

It was a black hooded sweatshirt, she bought it online, and when she came back and found it was too big, she didn't bother to return it, so she kept it stuffed at the bottom of the wardrobe and left it for a long time.

"You wear this." Hao Qiao handed the clothes to Zhou Hao, his nervous little hands clenched tighter and tighter, and he didn't dare to look into his eyes.

Zhou Hao put on his sweatshirt, looked at the little girl's silent appearance, pointed to the empty glass cabinet behind her and asked, "I just saw that the plaque above says West Point House, do you have any delicious food in your house now?" If there is, I bought it. ”

Hao Qiao was a little worried, there were indeed some pastries from yesterday at home, but her mother said that she couldn't give others something that was not fresh.

Hao Qiao met Zhou Hao's gaze, thought for a long time and said, "No." ”

Zhou Hao touched his stomach regretfully, and said with some regret: "I knew earlier, I would have finished breakfast and then went out." ”

After Zhou Hao finished speaking, he suddenly found that the little girl was only wearing a pair of socks, and said with concern: "Why didn't you wear shoes?" Go change your shoes and be careful of catching a cold. ”

How can the big brother say the same thing as his mother?

Every time she forgot to put on her shoes, her mother reminded her of this.

Hao Qiao changed his shoes, and before he walked in front of Zhou Hao, he heard the sound in his stomach.

Hao Qiao pursed his lips and asked him softly, "I will make cakes and chocolates, do you want to eat them?" ”

Zhou Hao looked at the girl and said unconsciously, "Yes." ”

Although Hao Qiao can do it, Hao Hong treasures her very much on weekdays and rarely lets her do it.

Therefore, Hao Qiao's first independent chocolate was a mess.

Fortunately, after that, Zhou Hao still ate the cake.

Eating the cake, Zhou Hao couldn't help but ask her, why is she at home alone?

"Mom is sick." Hao Qiao said as he handed Zhou Hao a tissue.

Zhou Hao finished eating the cake in silence, and then began to tell Hao Qiao jokes non-stop to make her happy.

It rained for a long, long time.

Zhou Hao and Hao Qiao also talked for a long, long time.

The fate of the people is very strange, after that day of farewell, the unlucky big brother never appeared at the door of the West Point House again.

Hao Qiao, who was in the second year of junior high school, and Zhou Hao, who was in the first year of high school, never met again in school.

The next morning, Zhou Hao opened WeChat and took a look, and vaguely felt that the name Hao Qiao was somewhat familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had heard it.

Zhou Hao looked at that sentence, thought about it and didn't know how to reply, and finally sent the word "Zhou Hao" in a daze.

As soon as Zhou Hao stepped into the classroom door, he saw Lin Shen rubbing Lu Xi's hair affectionately and talking to her.

Eating dog food again in the early morning, a good day starts with dog food.

Lin Shen and Lu Xixi are happy about Teacher Mu Lin's affairs, just now, the Organizing Committee of the Golden Youth Competition has posted on Weibo, solemnly apologizing to Teacher Mu Lin and reinstating her qualifications, and stating that Mei Nian will be banned for life, assuring the majority of art creators that the organizing committee will always uphold the creed and concept of fairness and justice.

As soon as the Weibo of the Golden Youth Competition Organizing Committee was released, I was on the top of the hot search, and many official Weibo reprinted his statement.

Xihai Art Museum and other art museums with Mr. Mu Lin's paintings jointly announced that in the near future, Mr. Mu Lin's paintings will be gathered to hold a domestic "Mountains and Rivers" art exhibition, and call on more painters to actively participate in this art exhibition.

Lawyer Xi also quickly posted on Weibo, showing the relevant documents that Mr. Mu Lin has applied for the copyright of the work, and explained some relevant issues about the copyright of the work from a legal point of view.

Teacher Mu Lin also responded to the support of people from all walks of life on Weibo, saying that she would work harder to create good works, insist on originality, and insist on dreams.

Netizens lined up to leave messages under Teacher Mu Lin's Weibo, "Insist on originality and dreams".

Because of this plagiarism turmoil, more people have learned about a lot of powerful niche painters, which can let more people understand Jin Qingsai and understand some excellent painters who use brushes to show Chinese style, which is to make many people pay attention to the importance of refusing plagiarism and resisting plagiarism.

Tang Ning's Yixin Gallery also kept up with the popularity and formulated an "anti-plagiarism protection fund" for all its contracted painters.

At the same time that everything came to a successful conclusion, Lin Chong and lawyer Xi not only solved the matter of Jin Qingsai, but also brought back a batch of things to Mr. Mu Lin.

It is a collection of paintings that Ms. Mulin has collected and that she has never sold over the years.

Lin Chong, who was sitting on the plane, closed his eyes, but he couldn't wait in his heart.

I wonder if Mu Lin would be happy if she saw these paintings?

I wonder if she will be shocked when she receives a message from him?

I wonder if she is looking forward to his return at this moment?