The sudden change suddenly made the originally harmonious teaching atmosphere noisy.

"Teacher, I can testify that classmate Yuan Qian said such things!"

"Yuan Qian has always advertised himself as the most outstanding student in Songyang and even Jincheng, please ask the teacher to take action to dispel his arrogance!"

"Teacher, Yuan Qian has been beating us, saying that we are garbage and unworthy of listening to classes with him, please be sure to vent this evil breath for us!"

"Please do it, teacher! Sell! Sell! Listening to the uniform voice, Han Shuang was really a little crying and laughing.

He understands Yuan Qian, he is arrogant, and he loves to stand up for it, but he has been frustrated by himself so many times, and he will definitely not take the initiative to provoke himself again.

In other words, it was these classmates who spontaneously declared war on Yuan Qian. He wanted to know, before he came, how much Haikou did Yuan Qian boast about?

How many classmates did you laugh at? How many enemies have been erected? to cause such a great public outrage! Sneaking a glance at Yuan Qian, his face was already flushed.

It could be seen that he wanted to argue for himself, but the boiling voice made him unable to interject at all. With a wave of his hand, his voice grew weaker.

Han Shuang smiled: "Yuan Qian is my friend, and we have also had a ...... in painting skills in private."

"How did it turn out?"

"Is it a defeat for Yuan Qian?" Listening to the merciless blows of his classmates, Yuan Qian's shoulders trembled slightly, and his hands kept shaking as if he was suffering from Parkinson's disease.

This is one of his problems, as long as he is extremely excited, his hands will tremble. At this time, he felt that he was experiencing the darkest moment of his life!

Did he and Han Shuang ever have an artistic exchange? Of course there is, and more than once. Sadly, whether it is painting or piano, I have lost a lot!

He could think of what Han Shuang would say next, and he could also think of how loud the laughter of his classmates would be!

He can even think of what kind of situation he will be in Songyang in the future! As long as you appear in front of people, someone will definitely point fingers and then mock yourself!

Because that's what he's done before. He had never thought of what it was like to be killed in public, and now, he was about to experience it.

At the same time, he also realized another thing: were the classmates who were ridiculed by him so sad at the beginning?

In this short moment, he had a lot of thoughts, and even a little epiphany. The cause that I planted at the beginning, now, I finally taste the fruit!

With this end, I can't blame others. ...... Han Shuang naturally didn't know the little Jiujiu in Yuan Qian's heart, and the reason why he paused for a moment was just thinking about how to answer.

Suddenly, he raised his head and said with a smile: "There is no distinction between high and low art, just as there is no difference between beauty and ugliness. I had a very pleasant exchange with Yuan Qian in terms of painting skills, and I did not deliberately limit myself to winning and losing, I always felt that it was a bad habit of art. I also hope that in the future study, we will help each other as the main purpose, try to abandon the atmosphere of competition and comparison, and make our learning environment better. After he said this, there was silence inside and outside the classroom.

According to everyone's thoughts, Han Shuang would either sarcastically mock Yuan Qian, or defend him. But no one thought that he would say such a thing!

If the super high painting skills he showed in the last class conquered everyone's eyes, then his words completely conquered everyone's hearts!

What does it mean to be a master? That's it! Not to mention anything else, the phrase 'there is no difference between high and low art' is enough to prove his artistic realm!

Ordinary people say this? After a few seconds of silence, the applause rang out like thunder! It was also at this moment that Han Shuang gained everyone's respect from the bottom of their hearts!

Yuan Qian was also stunned. He didn't expect Han Shuang to choose to defend himself! Such a good opportunity to pretend to be forced, he actually missed it?

！ If you were to be yourself, would you let go of such a good opportunity to not only hit others, but also show your awesomeness?

After this thought popped up, Yuan Qian immediately had an answer: No. Because he has irreparable flaws in his appearance, he wants too much to prove himself through other aspects!

But Han Shuang's approach made his thinking change unconsciously. Perhaps, you don't have to hit others to gain respect.

Just when the bell rang at the end of class, Han Shuang glanced at Yuan Qian with a smile and slowly walked out of the classroom. Just now he glanced at the background of the system, and in just these two minutes, there were 300,000 more achievement points!

He slowly began to understand the true meaning of the existence of this broken system. ......

"Han Shuang!" As soon as he walked out of the teaching building, Han Shuang heard someone shouting to him. He didn't have to look back, he knew who it was, Yuan Qian.

He has seen many sides of Yuan Qian, who is blind, confident, domineering, and has no one in his eyes...... But this is the first time he's seen this side.

But seeing that Yuan Qian was like a child who had done something wrong, there was a hint of crampedness in his shyness.

"What's wrong?" Han Shuang asked with a smile.

"Thank you." Yuan Qian said softly. Han Shuang naturally knew where his gratitude came from, and it was nothing more than that he had maintained his face.

At that moment, he smiled and said again: "No thanks." As soon as he took two steps, Yuan Qian shouted behind him, "Shall I invite you to dinner at noon?" Han Shuang turned around again and nodded: "Of course this can be had." For his meal, Han Shuang stayed in his office for two hours.

Then, Yuan Qian invited him to eat three bowls of wide noodles in the cafeteria....... Yuan Qian was really enthusiastic, and kept asking Han Shuang: Have you eaten enough?

Do you want to stop eating a bowl? The essence of hospitality is unmistakable! In the end, Han Shuang couldn't stand it anymore and said: Why don't you order me a chicken leg to eat?

....... In the afternoon, Han Shuang took a bus casually and began his plan to explore the city.

There is no purpose, one stop to the end, and then change to another line of bus, or one stop to the end, and then change to the next one...... There are many ways to get in touch with strangers, and this is undoubtedly the most effortless.

After all, there is no need to walk. In fact, this habit was formed in the previous life, but the identity has changed, and the mood is different.

The reason why he was so bored was that he just wanted to experience what he had experienced. After all, there is nothing to do when you go back.

He walked around until dark, and then he couldn't find his way home...... In the end, I took a rental and returned to the community.

The next day, Han Shuang still didn't have class, so in order to find something to do in the future, he bought some drawing paper and brushes, as well as some valuable pigments.

Knowing that Han Shuang could also draw, Yang Meng was a little surprised. However, she didn't know anything about painting, and she didn't care about it at the moment, just as a whim of her cousin.

In the next two days, Han Shuang's rhythm of life gradually stabilized. If he has a class, he will go to school, and if he doesn't, he will either paint at home or wander around Jincheng alone.

As for cousin Yang Meng, except for having a meal together in the evening, there was almost no other communication. There was no class that day, and it was drizzling outside, so Han Shuang didn't get up, and fell asleep comfortably under the covers.

Suddenly, I received a call from my cousin.

"Han Shuang, are you at home?"

"Here, what's wrong, sister?"

"I forgot to take something, and now I can't walk away, can you send it to the company for me?"

"Good. What is it? ”

"Two sheet music, at the head of my bed!" When he came to Yang Meng's room, Han Shuang caught a glimpse of it.

Listening to his cousin's tone, Han Shuang didn't delay, picked up his things and hurried out. My cousin's Yunning company said that it was not far away, but it was not close, and it was still raining, so Han Shuang took a taxi.

Sitting in the car, Han Shuang casually flipped through the works that his cousin had completed overtime in the past few days. After only two glances, he sighed.

How so? In the field of bronze medal musicians, she is absolutely qualified. But if you want to complete this list, I hope ...... Almost nothing.