Chapter Seventy-Three: Drawing
Zhan Qiyu didn't expect that he didn't say anything at all, and he was wronged like this.
When he arrived, Lu Zhenyan didn't give him a good face, and thought that he had made things difficult for her.
I didn't give myself a good look.
Indeed, he himself has no ability to guarantee that this flower will still bloom until now, and it should generally be ugly.
On the contrary, it drove very well, so that he involuntarily walked towards Lu Zhenyan's side.
"Thank you, classmates, I am very happy with this flower."
Lu Zhenyan nodded, and the dissatisfaction in his heart was also soothed: "It's good to be happy." ”
This Zhan Qiyu hesitated for a moment and asked, "It's just that I still don't know something." ”
"Why, this flower can stay the same."
Lu Zhenyan smiled: "What's so difficult about this? Add coarse salt to the water, the amount does not need to be too much, just keep it up, and change the water frequently. ”
This is also what she told him, although this method is good, but also to change the water well.
If it were modern, it would be better to give some nutrient solution, but unfortunately, there is none.
When she got the flower, she woke it up once, and this awakening was still a technical job, and after the flower woke up once, it would not wither so quickly.
Zhan Qiyu frowned when he heard this: "Why?" ”
He meant to ask why it was good to add this coarse salt, and why.
But Lu Zhenyan said playfully: "Brother Zhan, you need to find out." ”
Obviously, she didn't want to tell him, it would be very troublesome to explain this thing in the first place.
It's better to let him do his own research.
So this matter has always been remembered in Zhan Qiyu's heart.
In his opinion, if you don't understand, you have to learn more.
Just when the two of them had no other words, this Zheng Yong came.
As soon as they arrived at the class, the eyes of this group of people were fixed on Zheng Yong and Lu Zhenyan.
This time, Lu Zhenyan didn't call him, but he himself seemed to know that Lu Zhenyan would not let him go.
Honestly and obediently walked in the direction of Lu Zhenyan: "What do you need to do today?" I've already brought the meals. ”
Lu Zhenyan raised his head and looked at him, oh no, this matter is a key point.
Today, she finally doesn't have to eat the Lu family's food, which is really gratifying!
She nodded with satisfaction: "Good job, come, help me sharpen the ink." ”
In fact, it was Zheng Yong who opened his mind, although this person looked very unhappy, but they didn't hurt him at all.
Along with this work, it is just to grind the ink, and it is not much out of line.
So he endured it, and after enduring it for a month, he could break free, and it was not too late to clean up this surnamed Lu when the time came.
Without their knowledge, the eldest young master of the Li family looked at them viciously.
This surnamed Lu, why is he so beautiful, their horses are dead, and the wounded are unharmed.
In fact, the eldest young master of the Li family ignored other good horses, and he had been blinded by hatred, so he was jealous when he saw everything.
Everyone saw that there was nothing to watch, so they had to withdraw their gaze, and Zheng Yong said dissatisfiedly:
"This group of people is in vain for the little master to help like this!"
Although this was quiet, Lu Zhenyan heard it clearly, and she said with a smile:
"Really? Didn't this man save you? Ever heard of a shot shot in the head? That bird is you. ”
Similarly, she also lowered her volume and said, causing Zheng Yong to reflect, during this time, let him see a lot of things clearly.
It's just that the dead duck has a hard mouth and refuses to admit it.
Soon this Mr. Xu also came, and I saw that he walked in without bringing anything.
He didn't panic at all in front of everyone, obviously he didn't bring textbooks, so he didn't need to teach today?
This question instantly swirled in everyone's minds, but how could this thing be so good.
I saw this Mr. Xu said with a smile: "It seems that everyone is having a good time, so let's do it, this class is mainly based on poetry and painting." ”
"Students can draw on rice paper or compose poems."
"After class, turn it in."
After speaking, he seemed to be very satisfied with his decision, and sat down in a chair next to him.
Regardless of the painful thoughts of the students below.
It seemed that he still thought of something and said: "This poem and painting must be your own." ”
That is, what they have learned, they can't apply what they have learned.
A group of people looked at each other in confusion with blank rice paper, which ...... But how is it good.
The students who didn't go said loudly: "Sir, the students didn't go to the Plum Pavilion to watch the plum blossoms, do the students not use this poem and painting?" ”
This question was thrown out in an instant, and everyone's eyes lit up, yes, Mr. doesn't know which of them has gone to Meiting, saying that he won't be there for a long time?
The gentleman had already thought of this question, and said with great confidence: "It's okay, then paint the most beautiful scenery or poem in your mind." ”
A group of people suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, anyway, they were going to get it.
And what flashed in Lu Zhenyan's mind was when he played against the Prime Minister in the Mei Pavilion that day.
It seemed that after weighing her heart for a while, she raised her hand and began to paint silently, which was the most beautiful scenery she had ever imagined.
There are no worldly disputes, and only intoxicated with chess, which is also a fun thing.
Her painting work is not very good, I saw her hard to outline the appearance of the pavilion, at this time she has a little regret.
Why choose a picture of someone, then she can only draw a back, but it seems that the person in the painting is a little sad.
When the bell rang for the end of class, Mr. Xu also came back to his senses and said, "Very good, everyone can rest after handing in their homework." ”
Everyone rushed forward, only Lu Zhenyan and Zhan Qiyu stayed silently in place, waiting for this person to disperse.
Zheng Yong looked back after handing in his homework, and saw that Lu Zhenyan was still sitting still, so he had to helplessly walk over and complain:
"Hey, I say, are you stupid? I don't even hand in my homework. ”
After speaking, he took the homework to her on the stage, and Lu Zhenyan should have handed it to him, and took a copy from his classmate.
Unexpectedly, this classmate actually drew a piano, and she glanced at it and said, "Go ahead." ”
"Hey, I say, you're going too far!" Zheng Yong said dissatisfied.
"How is it too much? Aren't you going up too? Wouldn't it be nice to take this one together. ”
Lu Zhenyan had such an expression that should have been, but Zheng was broken, and Mr. Xu had already finished it.
With his eyes shifted to their side, Zheng Yong pursed his lips and said:
"You're in luck."
These words were for Zhan Qiyu.
I don't know what the story of these two people is, but Lu Zhenyan has no time to pay attention to it. Walked outside.
This Zheng Yong also followed: "Hey! I said, "Can you slow down?" ”
Lu Zhenyan didn't even pause for a moment, this person has never respected himself, why do he need to pause.
Not only did he not stop, but he also walked fast, allowing Zheng Yong to run behind him.