Han Xiaoyu silently lit a hundred waxes for herself in Ling Ying's comforting voice, praying that the mouth of the person who said bad things about Xu Mengmeng would become crooked and ugly!

This is an art class, in the art classroom, the teacher talked about some spices and precautions, let the students draw their favorite cartoon characters by seasoning, you can choose a picture on the wall to draw, you can also create your own. Ten minutes before class, the top three students in each group will be selected for evaluation and awards.

After Han Xiaoyu stood in front of the wall and watched the cartoon characters on it, he turned around and walked towards the self-creation group, because he felt that the ones on the wall were too ordinary and were simply used to fool children.

Han Xiaoyu lived next door to his hometown when he was a child, and there was a nationally famous artist, who came back from abroad when Han Xiaoyu was just three years old to settle down and enjoy his old age, and he loved Han Xiaoyu very much, and taught Han Xiaoyu to spend some stick figures since he was a child. From painting eggs to painting rice bowls, from painting spoons to painting vegetable baskets, from painting flowers and plants to painting people, it is a pity that when Han Xiaoyu was in the fifth grade, the old artist passed away.

Han Xiaoyu didn't say a word, took a piece of drawing paper and clamped it, came to the window alone, and drew seriously. Half an hour passed, and the students hurriedly handed in their works, and the teacher asked, "Who hasn't handed in yet?" ”

Han Xiaoyu said: "And me, I'll just write my name." He hurriedly wrote his name on the corner of the drawing paper, and several girls next to him laughed: "Hee-hee! Silly cute, you'd better take it easy, you won't win the lottery anyway. ”

"Yes, yes! If Xu Mengmeng wins all the awards, I will be able to participate in the international competition, haha! ”

The art teacher is searching for Xu Mengmeng's figure, you must know that this Xu Mengmeng rarely comes to art class, almost every session is to ask her classmates to hand her a leave note, not to say that the body is sick or "special circumstances", anyway, in her impression, Xu Mengmeng is a girl who is still a little arrogant, and has never handed in her homework.

"Teacher?" Just as the art teacher was looking around the teacher, a very delicate short-haired girl politely handed her a work, and three words were written on the corner of the work: "Xu Mengmeng".

The art teacher took the work and asked, "She asked for leave for this class?" It is not possible to ask someone to draw for you. As soon as the teacher's voice ended, the students burst into laughter.

Han Xiaoyu smiled and said, "Teacher, I have changed my hairstyle, I am Xu Mengmeng." ”

Hearing this, the teacher looked at him with an incredible look in his eyes, and his eyes scanned back and forth on Xu Mengmeng's body and the work in his hand for a few seconds before he spoke: "You are Xu Mengmeng?" Did you draw this work? ”

Xu Mengmeng nodded: "Please give me more advice." ”

Hearing Xu Mengmeng say this, once again refreshed the teacher's thoughts, is Xu Mengmeng sick? So polite today?

She was deeply attracted by the cartoon of the characters in her hand, which was a very meaningful work, in which a kind old man stood at a desk and was seriously teaching a young boy to draw. Although it is only a simple and rough line, it vividly draws the old man's favorite eyes and stretched wrinkles, and the child's focused expression jumps on the paper. Just one glance, the art teacher sighed to himself.

The art teacher was very excited, and said in a trembling voice: "Xu Mengmeng's painting is the best, and it is also the most beautiful painting I have ever seen in Xingli Middle School!" ”

"Hahaha! Haha......" Many classmates laughed: "Sure enough, it's cheating!" ”