Lin Lao frowned and glanced at her suspiciously, "I remember that the second quota has not been decided, why is it yours?" ”

"As early as a week ago, Professor Luo had promised to recommend me," Shen Weiwei pointed to a man wearing glasses in the school council, and glared at Gu Anhao angrily, "If you hadn't intervened today, the quota would definitely be mine, Gu Anhao, my mother is right, you are a broom star!" Why the hell are you here to Iris, why are you grabbing my chance! ”

"How can you make a temporary substitution, it's not fair at all!"

"Opportunities are always only given to the right people," Mo Feimo, who had been silent for a long time, suddenly spoke, his eyes were cold, "If it slips out of your hands, it can only mean that you are not worthy." ”

Shen Weiwei was angry, "You! ”

Mo Feimo didn't even look at her, and turned to the person she pointed out, "Professor Luo, is that so?" ”

Professor Luo was suddenly named, and he was almost scared into a cold sweat. He wiped the corners of his forehead, his expression was a little embarrassed, "I said that I wanted to recommend her, but I didn't have a packing ticket, she will definitely be able to get on." Classmate Shen may have misunderstood something......" he said, smiling at Lin Lao as if flattering, "Elder Lin, this classmate Shen Weiwei's words are also very aura, and the painting she handed me before was very good." Today is probably because of the time limit, and there is a little bit of an abnormal performance. But she still has a lot of talent. ”

When Shen Weiwei heard his compliment, she immediately cocked her tail proudly.

"Oh? Is that so? Lin Lao raised his eyebrows with some curiosity, his gaze crossed the faces of Gu Anhao and Shen Weiwei, and there was a glimmer in his eyes, "Talent is rare, since this is the case, then you take out her painting from that day and let me see it." ”

Although he only plans to accept one apprentice, there are not many good seedlings in these years, if this little girl named Shen Weiwei is really talented, he may be able to recommend her to other old guys.

Professor Luo nodded hurriedly, but Shen Weiwei's face suddenly changed.

"What? Still want to see the painting? Her pride faded like a tide, her face was as pale as paper, and she spoke with a slurred mouth, "No, no need, you just know it, why do you have to take it out?" Big deal, I'll show it to you next time! ”

Lin Lao was puzzled, "It's rare for me to come here, I won't be here next time, why can't I do it today?" ”

Professor Luo also glanced at Shen Weiwei suspiciously, "Yes, you just take out the painting, I think your painting is very good, what is there to hide?" ”

Shen Weiwei was dumbfounded, opened her mouth but couldn't speak.

She quickly glanced at Gu Anhao, gritted her teeth and quibbled, "...... I lost my painting! ”

"How can you lose it at such a time? No, I remember what I saw last night, and it should still be in my studio. Professor Luo was startled and turned his head to one of his students, "You can help me run around and see if there is a painting covered with a red cloth." ”

The student nodded yes and immediately ran.

Shen Weiwei couldn't stop him, so she could only watch him go, her expression full of anxiety.

Not long after, the student who had gone to pick up the painting ran back with a painting covered with a red cloth in his arms.

"I'll just say it's still there," Professor Luo took it with a smile on his face, "This painting is really good, full of emotion, and it is a real painstaking work." Lin Lao, you will definitely like it too. ”

As he spoke, he lifted the cloth from it.

It was a half-man-tall oil painting.

The brushstrokes are delicate and gentle, and the painting shows a beautiful woman with a slightly sickly face, leaning on the side of the hospital bed, smiling and reaching out to gently caress the face of her young daughter.

Her expression was so gentle, and her eyes were so loving. It seems that just by looking at it, people feel surrounded by strong maternal love, and they can't help but smile slightly.

Lin Lao stopped and looked at it for a long time, and nodded in admiration, "It's really a good painting." ”

"This overflowing emotion is very touching." His eyes were full of approval, and he turned around and patted Gu Anhao on the shoulder, "Little girl, look, is this painting ......?"

Before he finished speaking, he saw that Gu Anhao's face was full of surprise.

She stood up and walked to the image in astonishment, trembling and raising her hand.

"—this—this is obviously my painting!"