Chapter 52: Pick it up

Wei Youran didn't stay long, and went to school.

But in class, she relied on the memory of the original owner and recalled the dragon head wood carving that Wei Jianguo once carved.

She held a pencil in her hand, sketched it from memory, and in the time of one lesson, she drew the dragon's capital on the paper.

Zhang Xiaoyan looked at Wei Youran while listening to the lecture.

After class, she looked at it again and exclaimed, "Leisurely, this is what you painted?" It's too expressive! ”

Wei Youran tore off the paper and folded it into a corner and put it in his pocket: "Draw it casually." ”

Wei Youran is a top student, her natural advantage is that she learns everything very quickly, she hasn't learned to paint for a few days, but she can also rely on her memory to show her paintings perfectly.

She drew this dragon head entirely because she wanted to try to learn carving by herself, although Wei Jianguo had never taught her the carving of this dragon head carving technique.

But her memory is like a magnifying mirror, just like what she remembers in her head, she can be refined, subtle, and even decomposed in slow motion.

Zhang Xiaoyan sighed: "Then you are really powerful......

Wei smiled leisurely and did not speak.

This afternoon, all her memories were mobilized, recalling how Wei Jianguo carved, and before she knew it, the afternoon had passed.

Wei Youran is famous for his good learning, even if he has just transferred to another school, he is also famous.

Just after school, before Wei Youran had time to pack up his things, three or five male classmates surrounded him in a group in the back row.

Wei Youran raised his head slightly, these male classmates Wei Youran were all angry, thinking that they were not from Yubei Village, but from Xiaofei Village.

The boy led by him walked with a flow of air, his clothes were loosely worn, and he threw his schoolbag behind his shoulder with one arm, dragging it like two hundred and fifty eighty thousand, staring at Wei leisurely.

"Wei Youran, right, I heard that you were admitted to our class from Lincheng No. 1 Middle School and transferred to another school, so you must be a good classmate."

Wei Youran continued to pack up his textbooks and ignored him.

I heard the boy continue to speak: "Come to school early tomorrow morning and borrow your homework to copy." ”

The boys in the back grinned, glanced at Wei Youran, a good student, and walked out of the classroom.

Zhang Xiaoyan breathed a sigh of relief and said nervously: "Leisurely, Yu Nan, who spoke just now, he is a gangster in our class, he is a big bastard, I heard that in Xiaofei Village, no one dares to provoke, before they were all looking for the squad leader Shen Fei's homework to copy, I see that after I see, they will all ask you to copy your homework......"

Zhang Xiaoyan looked at Wei Youran with a self-seeking expression.

Hearing this, Wei Youran nodded: "I know, let's go." ”

Zhang Xiaoyan didn't say much, thinking that Wei Youran would definitely come to school early tomorrow.

She followed Wei Youran out of the school together, and the sky was already gray at this time, and the students who poured out of the school walked on two sides, one side was from Yubei Village, and the other was from Xiaofei Village.

When I go back to Wei's house from school, I walk fast, only 20 minutes, and if I walk slowly, it will take half an hour.

Zhang Xiaoyan's home is farther away than Wei's family, and after separating from Zhang Xiaoyan, Wei Youran went home directly.