"You're welcome."

Shi Huan looked at Wang Qian's eyes, although they were very charming, but the corners of her mouth were lonely but not as big as the curvature of her eyes, which always gave people a sense of danger.

Wang Qian smiled and continued to ask: "Does your brother have any special actions recently?" ”

"Special operations? Nope! He is a fixed two-point line, running at school and home, occasionally going to play with friends, and there is no special action. ”

For Wang Qian's question, Shi Huan was very puzzled, although she was afraid of her brother, she was still clear about his whereabouts, after all, it was a family, and she wouldn't even know where he was going for a day.

Looking at Shi Huan's categorical answer, Wang Qian's face showed a look of relief, and she didn't know why she asked about the whereabouts of time, let alone what she was worried about.

"Oh, that's good, I'm also your brother's little fan sister, and the songs he sings are really good."

Wang Qian was adoring when she mentioned time, and the little fan girl who was alive and well didn't run away.

"Really? I also think that he sings well, he is also handsome, and if he is a star, he must be a first-line traffic and fresh meat. ”

Hearing others praise his brother, Shi Huan is still very proud, although that brother is a little clean and domineering, but he has to admit that he is excellent and handsome.

There are many fans of time, but if you want to say that the most loyal, the original fan sister is his sister Shi Huan.

Since she was a child, Shi Huan has always followed behind time, no matter how he murdered her or teased her, her heart always respected and admired her brother.

Maybe it's because he will be very handsome to clean up the children who bullied Shi Huan, or give up the only umbrella to Shi Huan on a rainy day and go home in the rain by himself, or ride a bicycle to take Shi Huan to make up for the class.

No matter how much he dislikes this sister, he still loves her in his heart, although he is always picking on her thorns in his mouth, but he is always defending her in action.

This may be the reason why Shi Huan has always admired him although he has always been afraid of him.

When talking about his brother, Shi Huan's eyes were always shining.

Li Ziang next to him couldn't help but smile with relief when he looked at Shi Huan like this, he remembered that Shi Huan went to his grandmother's house when he was a child, and occasionally went with her brother, who was always difficult to approach.

Her brother's nickname is Liangliang, he is very good-looking, but his temper is a little weird, he doesn't like to play with other children, he always watches alone in the corner, and he doesn't like to laugh, which makes people look scared and not easy to approach.

"Oops, it's class, hurry up and sit down."

At this time, a tall and thin teacher came into the classroom, dressed with a strong artistic atmosphere.

The first lesson of the day was still life sketching, and the teacher put a cube, a sphere, and an apple on the small table on the podium, and a banana that was already a little blackened.

Because there are students who have just started to get in touch with painting, like Wang Qian, the teacher starts with the lines, and Shi Huan, the students who already have the basic skills have already begun to compose pictures.

In addition to the sound of the teacher's lecture in the classroom, which was the rustle of pencils rubbing on sketch paper, Shi Huan was already immersed in the world of painting, and he didn't have time to pay attention to Li Ziang next to him.

Although Shi Huan's grades in cultural classes were not good, and she was always distracted in class, when she was painting, she was like a different person, devoting herself to painting, and she didn't know that she was tired or the passage of time.

"This classmate draws very well, very rigorously, black, white and gray, and handles all aspects of the sense of space very well, what is your name?"

Suddenly, the teacher's voice sounded next to Shi Huan, Shi Huan was too involved in painting, and he was startled.

When he turned around, he found that the teacher was staring at his painting, so he hurriedly replied, "Teacher, my name is Shi Huan." ”

"Well, the drawing is very good, and other students can come to observe and learn after class."

The art teacher stared at Shi Huan's painting and nodded in praise again and again, admiring it very much, and showed a kind smile at Shi Huan, so that the students could take Shi Huan as a role model.

Such a sudden compliment flattered Shi Huan, his little face turned red all of a sudden, looking at the eyes of his classmates, he was a little overwhelmed, and hurriedly buried his head in painting.

"Wow! It's really great! ”

After class, a group of classmates cheered around Shi Huan, watching Shi Huan's painting with great appreciation, just a class time, Shi Huan has not finished painting, only a part of the painting, and the homework left by the teacher is to finish this painting.

"No, no, I just learned painting earlier, and my level is just average."

It was the first time for Shi Huan to face the praise of so many classmates, and he didn't know what to do for a while, so he kept modestly saying no.

"Shi Huan, don't be modest, even if I only learned to paint this year, but I have already made some preparations during the holidays, and I have also seen a lot of paintings by famous artists, your picture and feeling are really good."

Wang Qian, who was sitting next to Shi Huan, also leaned over at this time and said, full of praise.

"Hehe..."

Shi Huan was already praised and didn't know what to say, so he could only accompany the smiling face on the side, and clasped the pen in his hand nervously.

"Well, at this age, it's already very good to have this kind of skills, and it would be better if you paid more attention to the texture."

Li Ziang touched his chin and commented on Shi Huan's painting pertinently, originally half of the classmates came to see Shi Huan's painting for Li Ziang sitting next to her.

Fortunately now, Li Ziang attracted all his eyes as soon as he opened his mouth.

"Wow... This classmate's drawing is also very good! ”

The voices of a group of girls sounded in the classroom, crisp and soft, making people fall just by listening to them.

"Can you teach you your drawing skills?"

"What brand of paintbrush are you? It's so smooth to use! ”

"Classmates, can you come to my seat and look at my paintings? I always felt like something was missing from my paintings. ”

Li Ziang was surrounded by girls, and Shi Huan couldn't see him anymore.

Seeing that she was instantly empty here, Shi Huan's heart was a little relieved, but she was still a little sad, it was the first time she was noticed by so many people, but this time was too short, who let her sit next to an extremely eye-catching figure, and she could only accept her fate.

"It's always lively around such a school-level character."

Wang Qian was still sitting in her seat at the moment, leaning over, looking at the situation on Li Ziang's side, as if she was watching a play, as a spectator who stayed out of the matter, watching them bustling, talking and laughing.

Shi Huan always felt that this sentence seemed to be said to himself, people at the school grass level will always be surrounded by many excellent people, and there are countless excellent girls, and he seems so humble and insignificant.

"Yes, what are you delusional and expecting, you are not a person of the world at all."

Shi Huan's heart was stunned, but she also felt a lot clearer, since she met Li Ziang, her heart has become a little less transparent, some have forgotten their original intentions, and they are always looking for something ethereal.