Chapter 44, Asking for a Painting (Thanks to fantasy520 for rewarding the alliance leader)
Putting the earpiece back with concern, Lu Cheng didn't know it, and didn't look at the eyes of the person on the other side who was about to breathe fire, picked up the letter and the parcel in the corner of the table and was about to leave.
Zhou Jingni stopped him and asked expressionlessly, "Do you think the teacher is simple?" ”
The sound was a little cold, and the already cool weather dropped a few degrees with a whoosh.
Hey! Comrade Lao Zhou, for the old critics, when you ask this, it is already very simple.
But muttering in his heart, he didn't dare to take it big, and now he feels more and more that this woman is old-fashioned and not so easy to get along with.
This is back to the identity of Zhou Papi, I really miss the teacher Zhou who can pick up wool, damn it, the woman's face is like the day in June, capricious, say change will change, just one day, and then it will come.
In order to reconcile the bastard's words, Lu An chose to compromise and offered flattery:
"Huh! It's like this, it's this temperament, Comrade Lao Zhou took me to death. ”
Zhou Jingni glanced at him coldly, didn't hold on to it, and asked, "Tomorrow is the midterm exam, how about grasping it?" ”
Ouch, this damn exam is here again.
Lu An really had a headache, and he didn't dare to say anything to death, so he could only say ambiguously: "I feel okay, this time it will definitely be stable and rising." ”
Hearing that there was a steady rise, Zhou Jingni asked another thing: "What are your arrangements for this monthly vacation?" ”
Lu An followed her meaning and said, "I don't plan to go back, I'm going to study here with peace of mind." ”
Zhou Jingni nodded: "Zhou Kun has something to do with you, and he may go to Guifei Lane on the weekend." ”
Lu An tried to ask, "What is he looking for me?" ”
Zhou Jingni didn't answer, and while bowing her head and continuing to prepare for class, she waved her hand and signaled him to get out.
Yes, this girl's heart is lost, and she is still angry.
Lu An scolded Lu Xueping's bastard in his heart, and also returned to the classroom.
When I opened the envelope, it was a postcard, and I looked at the front and back carefully, and found that there was no handwriting left.
However, the pattern of the postcard is somewhat beautiful, it is a blooming rose.
The parcel was as expected, containing a thick set of math Huanggang secret scrolls, which are hard to buy in Baoqing now, and I don't know this girl.
Well..., just treat her as a girl, after all, men don't have a cold themselves.
I thought to myself, I don't know how this girl got it?
But not to mention, in this era of relatively poor review materials, this thing is quite easy to use, and the grades are improving rapidly.
The exam schedule came down, and unexpectedly, he was squeezed into the 12th exam room, and his grandmother was a bear, and he was really bullied by dogs in Pingyang.
But fortunately, he feels good, and he has done it all the way, much smoother than last time, and the Chinese and English are as good as ever.
I don't want to say much about politics and history, there are always 80 points and upwards.
And math is so difficult, he estimated the next score, between 95 and 100 points, more or less, he is not willing.
When I walked out of the examination room refreshed, I met a boy with a twisted face and deliberately asked, "Are you Lu An?" How did you end up in this exam room? ”
I'm Uncle Ling! I wish you all the second marriages you are looking for in your life.
Bah! What grade, it is also worthy of the same examination room as the old man.
When Lu An left, a girl next to her was curious: "Liu Zheng, do you have a grudge, why do you ridicule people like this?" ”
Liu Zheng pouted.
At this time, another boy gloated and said: "Liu Zheng has a crush on Wu Yu, but Wu Yu always praises Lu An for his good looks." ”
The girl raised her head for a while, and suddenly realized, and said with a smile: "You may have misunderstood, Wu Yu doesn't like Lu An." ”
The boy asked, "How do you know?" ”
The girl pointed to her nose and said, "Don't forget, I'm in the same dormitory as her." ”
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The other side.
Zhou Kun waited for a month, and the registered letter sent to Shanghai was like a stone sinking into the sea, without splashing a little splash.
It was a hard time for him.
It made him miserable.
He is a person who cherishes talents and has a sense of family and country.
Since I was completely impressed by Lu An's superb painting skills last time, I always want to push him to a bigger stage, and I always want this dusty pearl to shine as it should be.
In the past month, he hasn't delved into how Lu An knew how to paint?
I even asked someone to inquire, but the news I got was the same as my cousin's mouth, and the family was poor. The only thing that is related is that Lu An's grandfather was a relatively famous painter in Hubei Province, but he was born at the wrong time and passed away very early.
After thinking about it, Zhou Kun, who didn't find any clues, finally had to attribute all this to the other party's talent, his innate talent.
God is giving Lu An a meal to eat.
Of course, the reason why Zhou Kun is so concerned about Lu An's affairs is that in addition to Aicai, he wants to take this opportunity to reconnect with his younger sister. I even met to relieve the pain of lovesickness over the years.
That's the person who amazed him for half his life, alas, every time he thought of the scene when he first saw his schoolgirl, he fell into the darkness and couldn't extricate himself.
"Why are you here? Lu An has finished the exam and is on vacation, you should go to Guifei Lane to find him. ”
Seeing her cousin appear in front of her, Zhou Jingni, who was reading the papers, said.
Zhou Kun was afraid of affecting the other marking teachers next to him, so he whispered, "I'm here to find you." ”
Hearing this, Zhou Jingni put down her pen, walked out of the Chinese teaching and research group, and asked, "What are you looking for me?" ”
Zhou Kun said: "I need a copy of the photo you took of Lu Anhe's oil painting last time. ”
Zhou Jingni was curious: "What do you want this for?" ”
Zhou Kun said: "It's a little useful. ”
Seeing that he didn't want to speak, Zhou Jingni didn't bother to ask, went into the office to tell the other teachers that there was something to go home, and then left.
No. 1 Middle School is very close to the Education Bureau's family home, and Santana stopped downstairs in less than ten minutes.
Finding out all the photos that had been washed, Zhou Jingni handed them to him and said, "It's all here, you pick it yourself." ”
Zhou Kun couldn't wait to take the photo and carefully picked a set of the best ones and put them in his bag.
On the way back, Zhou Jingni asked, "What are you looking for Lu An this time?" ”
Zhou Kun said while driving: "You know, I got an art cave in the suburbs, and I like to stay there when I have nothing to do, this time I want to ask Lu An to help me draw two paintings and hang them in it, as a treasure of the town." ”
Zhou Jingni saw him and unceremoniously broke his careful thoughts: "You want to show off to those fellow fox friends and dogs, right?" ”
Zhou Kun smiled awkwardly and acquiesced.
Zhou Jingni asked: "You are so optimistic about his paintings, how much do you plan to buy them?" ”
Zhou Kun did not hide it: "Each piece is 10,000 yuan, and I will add it to see if I am satisfied." ”
One is 10,000, two is 20,000, Zhou Jingni thought about her salary of more than 200 a month, and instantly lost her temper.
It took a long time before he spoke again: "You bought it at such a high price, aren't you afraid of losing money?" ”
Zhou Kun grinned: "You don't understand this, as long as Lu An becomes famous in the future, then I will make a lot of money with 20,000 yuan." ”
Zhou Jingni asked rhetorically: "What if Lu An fails to become famous?" ”
Zhou Kun shook his head: "If it were an ordinary painter, I wouldn't dare to bet, but Lu An has the technique of founding a sect, and sooner or later, he will eventually be recognized." ”
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