Song Jiawen drew a picture casually in the painting classroom and then returned to the classroom.

She originally thought that if she couldn't find Teacher Song, she would rely on the school's studio to sell her paintings, but it was obvious that the studio here was different from Jianghai's, not that art students couldn't easily get in, and she was not familiar with art teachers.

So painting here to sell probably won't work.

It seems that I still have to go to Mr. Song's place to have a look one day, but it is not enough to just call, either no one answers, or Mr. Song is not there.

Isn't this man selling paintings? Why is it not old and not there?

As soon as Song Jiawen returned to the classroom and sat down, Jiang Yan came back.

He was called out by Xiao Qi to play ball, his school uniform and sweater were taken off, and he came back wearing only a sweatshirt, and his face was covered with water.

The man sat back in his seat, and a smoky smell of sweat hit.......

Song Jiawen leaned against the wall quietly, and lazily glanced at most of Jiang Yan's exposed arms, as well as the sturdy chest that was exposed by the sweat shirt that was soaked in sweat.

It's usually the same as a thin bamboo pole, but I didn't see it so material.

She staggered her eyes and sighed under her breath.

Jiang Yan took out two pieces of paper from the hole in the table to wipe his face, turned his head and asked, "What's wrong?" ”

Song Jiawen remembered something and asked, "Do you have an income every day?" ”

Jiang Yan wiped his face's hand, and the corners of his mouth twitched, "You said the Internet café in the town?" Yes, yes, not much. ”

He recently came to the city, and he didn't have time to install a computer, so he only relied on two or three yuan an hour for Internet access, and then deducted the rent and water, electricity, and labor costs, and the rest of him and Huang Mao were divided, which was really not much.

"How much is it? Is it enough to live here? ”

"That's definitely enough...... No, why do you ask this? ”

Song Jiawen looked at him silently, Jiang Yan's eyes narrowed, "I didn't find the one who sold paintings, do you want to sell paintings at school?" Just like in the rivers and seas? ”

Song Jiawen shook her head, "It won't work here." ”

"And what do you want to do?"

"I want to take a leave of absence to go over there, there is always no one to call on the weekend, that teacher Song may like to have two days off, then I will take a leave of absence from Monday to Friday to go over."

Jiang Yan was about to say that he would accompany her, when Zhu Zhen came over and said to Song Jiawen, "The physics teacher told you to go to the office." ”

Physics teacher?

"Do you know what's going on?"

Song Jiawen asked Zhu Zhen as she got up and walked out.

"There's a physics competition in North City next month."

Still going to the North City?

Song Jiawen felt very troublesome, and she had no money for a trip.

Sure enough, when she arrived at the office, the physics teacher took out a form for her to fill out.

Although it was troublesome, Song Jiawen has always respected the teacher, and participating in the competition is the school's business, so she filled out the form very honestly and took a few competition papers from the physics teacher.

When she was about to leave, her homeroom teacher, Ms. Gao, asked her, "Do you still paint?" Studied before? ”

Song Jiawen said "um" and said strangely, "How do you know?" ”

Several teachers sitting in the office looked at her together, and some people wondered, Teacher Fang ran away in a hurry just now, didn't go over to look for her?

Teacher Gao sighed, "In the future, if you have nothing to do, you will do more math problems, and don't go to drawing." ”

The physics teacher followed up and added, "I'm going to participate in the competition soon, do more physics." ”

What a drawing, a waste of time.

........

Song Jiawen returned to the classroom with a confused face, and as soon as she sat down in her seat, Xu Yan walked over from the front row and said to her, "Song Jiawen, Teacher Fang asked me to tell you that I will let you go to the studio with me at noon tomorrow." ”

Originally, Teacher Fang was going to come to her in person, but she left in advance, so she asked Xu Yan to bring her a letter.

Song Jiawen was surprised, "Isn't your studio an idle person who can't enter?" ”

Xu Yan looked at her with a faint look in her eyes, thinking to herself, are you embarrassed to classify yourself as an idler?

She doesn't know how glad they art students are that Song Jiawen doesn't take the road of art, otherwise with her ability and talent, what else would they do?

Jiang Yan opened his mouth at this time, "You went to the studio to paint today?" ”

Song Jiawen nodded, "I borrowed Xu Yan's pen and drew a sketch casually." ”

Xu Yan wants to scold people, do you call that casual painting?

Jiang Yan smiled "poof", he looked at Xu Yan's face, and was very sympathetic to her.

"You probably took down the art teacher here with that painting."

After Xu Yan left, Jiang Yan said to her, "Maybe you can use the studio here." ”

Song Jiawen remembered the expressions of regret on the faces of Teacher Gao and Teacher Physics just now when they painted for her, shook her head and said, "Forget it, if you want to sell paintings, you should go to Teacher Song, it is too troublesome to ...... at school."

Jiang Yan didn't ask why it was troublesome, he took the physics competition test paper she brought back, flipped through it briefly, and returned it to her.

He is self-aware, although he is a reborn person, he does not have an advantage in learning, there is no way, IQ is a hard injury.

So far, he has been able to raise his grades to the current level, all thanks to his patience and hard perseverance that ordinary people can't stand. But even so, the improved score is basically the foundation, which can solve a small number of problems, and is used not to pull points, that's all.

No matter how difficult the topic is, it may be possible to analyze it with a little more time, but it is difficult to directly proportionate the time paid and the reward received, and it is not worth it for him.

If you have this time, you might as well spend it on biology and English, and you can also mention the total score.

.........

The next Friday, thinking that another weekend was about to pass, Song Jiawen didn't want to waste any more time, so she wanted to take a leave of absence to go to Mr. Song's studio.

But what is the reason for taking a leave of absence?

"Let's just say that your dad was hit by a car, and you go to the hospital to see if anyone is dead."

Song Jiawen turned her head to look at Jiang Yan, "Are you serious?" ”

Jiang Yan nodded solemnly, "It really can't be true, I think this reason is very good, you can go." ”

"What if you die? Do you have to take leave to go back to the funeral? ”

Jiang Yan stretched out his thumb, you are better than me!

He smiled, "It's not a matter of your words to die or not?" ”

Song Jiawen pulled a piece of paper expressionlessly and began to write a leave note, Jiang Yan looked at it and was happy.

She didn't write about her father Song Laosan, but her grandmother Mrs. Song, who was critically ill and saw her for the last time.

"Then you don't have enough vacation this morning, at least one day."

"I'm going to invite one day, if there is someone on Mr. Song's side, I plan to paint at least one picture and come back, and the money for taking the bus back and forth will not be earned."

Jiang Yan was convinced, the thief is not empty, no, you can't say that, so how to describe it?

Before Jiang Yan could come up with a suitable adjective, Song Jiawen had already written a leave note and went to the office to find Teacher Gao.

This reason made Mr. Gao unable to refuse at all, not only gave the approval smoothly, but also asked intimately, "Is one day enough?" ”

If the old man is gone, he must not stay at home for a few days.

Once the lie begins, you have to find a way to round it up.

Song Jiawen's face did not change, "If it is not enough, I will call you again, now I will go back and see the situation." ”