"Students! Attention! Attention everyone! The school will recently hold an art competition for primary school students, please participate in it! Join us! ”

The classroom immediately became lively, and the students chattered non-stop, speculating who would participate in such an event.

Wan Yan lay on the table, secretly thinking, the classmate who handed her the card before drew a very good picture, will he also participate?

Wan Yan has always loved drawing, and since she received that card, she has been practicing non-stop, in order to prove herself one day.

"Xueba, are you participating?"

Peng Yuhan walked to the seat in front of Liu Yunxi and sat down.

Liu Yunxi didn't speak, his eyes were staring at the blackboard, his eyes were firm, as if he wanted to see through the blackboard.

"I see, are you interested in participating?"

Peng Yuhan waved his hand, with a look of regret:

"I can't draw, so forget it!"

"I heard that you seem to be quite good at drawing, aren't you going to participate?"

Peng Yuhan sat opposite Liu Yunxi, but his hands were dishonestly rummaging on the desk, and all the books and pens on the table were spared, and finally his eyes fell on the water glass.

His chin rested firmly on the lid of the cup, waiting for the next step.

"Where did you hear that I was good at drawing? It's not that I wondered, I haven't told anyone about this!

Liu Yunxi became emotional as he spoke, and the person who was originally paralyzed in the chair immediately sat upright.

"I don't know! I'm in class, I won't tell you. ”

The class bell rang uncooperatively, and Peng Yuhan had to withdraw the words that had reached his throat and ran in the direction of his seat.

"Math Bully?"

Pang Mengmeng began to speak again, except for the math class and let him listen quietly, she didn't let go of Chinese and English...

"Hey, Xueba! What about talking? Do you participate in art competitions?"

"I'm not sure"

Liu Yunxi didn't even think about blurting out the topic directly, completely ignoring the face of the girl next to him who was already blackened.

"Liu Yunxi!"

Pang Mengmeng is not happy, how many words have he talked to him, why don't you pay attention to me!

"I won't necessarily attend..."

Leaving this sentence, Liu Yunxi left his seat directly.

……

"That's it for the art competition, is there anyone else who wants to participate? If not, I'll hand it over to the office! ”

She? Participated?

Liu Yunxi's heart has been hesitating, he only cares about picking up rice at the dinner table, eats a few bites hastily, and walks towards his room.

The afternoon began... She? Will you attend?

"Now please come to the school hall with me."

She... Sure enough, I signed up...

The back of Wan Yan's departure has been echoing in Liu Yunxi's mind.

"Can we go and see it?"

Liu Yunxi, who has always been low-key, actually spoke, and the whole class looked at him in surprise.

"The teacher said, no!"

"This is the preliminary round, and in the preliminary round, everyone's mentality is different, and it will affect their performance when the time comes!"

"Is it okay to be in the finals?"

yes, can we go to the finals? The kind that goes to see it live...

"No, I heard from the teacher that he would show us directly"

"Screening! Take what to show, laptop! Isn't that funny?"

"Can you be quieter! You're the noisiest in the whole grade! ”

In this way, the noisy porridge-like classroom was reprimanded by the teacher, and the terrible tranquility was restored.

It was really quiet and terrible, and the representative of the Chinese class, who had always been calm, took the initiative to ask Ying to go to the head teacher to calm the teacher's anger in order to appease everyone's hearts.

"Teacher, I heard that we will be allowed to see the scene on the day of the art finals, is it true?"

The head teacher was so angry with this group of children that he was going to be blown up, and when he heard the class representative ask this, he felt less angry.

The class representatives have always behaved well, so for the sake of the class representatives, forgive you.

"Now please come to me and draw your numbers"

"Here I would like to state that everyone's requirements and topics are the same, and the content must fit the topic and can be played by yourself."

When it finally arrived at Wanyan, she rubbed her hands first, closed her eyes, and touched the box casually as if she couldn't face this reality.

Number 8

This number should be quite lucky...

Looking at the unfamiliar drawing board and easel, Wan Yan was a little confused, she took a blank piece of paper directly when she painted at home, and just put it on the table to draw.

So professional... And these paints also look good...

"Okay, now I'll write the title on the blackboard, let's get started"

After speaking, the teacher picked up the chalk and wrote a few big words on the blackboard, and the students below stared at the blackboard intently, for fear of missing any important information.

The best... These three words echoed tightly in Wan Yan's mind.

The best memory...

Have it?

Time passed minute by minute, Wan Yan still had a blank sheet of paper in front of her, and her brain was blank...

If that's the case, then you can only paint...

"Now ask our contestants to check the drawing, write the confirmation number on the paper, and then let's go out"

"How's it going? That's right? How's that, Wanyan! ”

As soon as I walked to the door of the classroom, the students swarmed around and asked about this and that.

Wan Yan shook her head helplessly, "I think it's still..."

Before he could say the word, a voice was heard.

"Yo, you're Wu Wanyan, huh? See you again! You didn't do well just now! It's almost over, and you just started drawing, how can there be hope! ”

After the girl finished speaking, she walked away very arrogantly.

"Who is this! How can you talk like this! ”

"Wan Yan, she just said again... Met? Do you know? ”

Liu Lele squeezed out of the crowd, the girl's attitude made her very unhappy, what a thing!

"I don't know... It feels familiar... But it's not much of an image..."

"Okay, don't talk so much, let's go to the classroom!"

The head teacher saw that there were a lot of people blocked here, and he felt very uncomfortable, such a swarm, but the leaders hated it the most! My class is full of good students! Absolutely not to be criticized!

"Wanyan, how is it? You're the only one in the class, so you have to do your best! ”

The head teacher took Wan Yan's hand seriously and said, catching Wan Yan off guard!

"I... I'll try! Thank you, teacher! ”

The head teacher let go of his hand and returned to his seat like a runaway.

Liu Yunxi looked at Wan Yan who fled in a hurry, the girl's voice just now was so familiar... It feels like I've seen it... But it's a pity that he didn't hear much of his voice inside the door at that time, and people didn't see what he looked like...

Class after class passed, the afternoon class was coming to an end, the long-awaited school bell finally rang, and the classroom was full of laughter.

However, unlike usual, the students did not leave and waited quietly.

"The finalists are now announced!"

Number 2... No. 8, No. 5, No. 7.

"Please prepare well for the boys who read the number, and see who can win the championship in the finals!"

"Wan Yan! What are your numbers? ”

"Number 8"

"Ah, you're amazing!"

"From now on, Wu Wanyan can no longer need to complete her homework in Chinese class and concentrate on preparing for the competition!"

"Teacher! I want to too..."

"Why don't you participate!"

"Look at other people's dance Wanyan, if you participate, you will enter the finals!"

Hahahahaha

The class was full of laughter, and Wan Yan laughed too, which was a good feeling...

"Yao Shu? What does that girl have to do with you just now! Why are you so hostile to her! ”

Yao Shu, who was washing her hands, shook her hand angrily and said through gritted teeth.

"Enemy!"

The eyes are full of ferocity!

The girl next to her swallowed her saliva, why is this girl so scary, she can't be provoked, she must not be provoked!

"Well, your enemy is my enemy!"

"You're in the finals, aren't you? Congratulations."

Hearing some of her favorite words, Yao Shu immediately smiled, and her smiling eyes were very cute...