Chapter 042: The Vanishing Painting

On the way back to the classroom, Song Jiawen turned her head to look at Xu Yan, and she was still holding the painting that was torn in half like a baby.

She didn't expect that she would attach so much importance to this painting.

"Xu Yan, I'll draw another one for you next time."

It's not difficult for her to draw a picture, but it also depends on whether she wants to or not.

Xu Yan turned her head and looked at her with tears in her eyes, "Song Jiawen, but I haven't learned the artistic conception on this painting yet." ”

Song Jiawen: .......

Is there a sense of meaning in this painting? What artistic conception?

Her words made Song Jiawen really not know how to take it, after all, she has always been casual in her paintings, and she doesn't think much about it.

So if you want to let her guide Xu Yan with feelings, there is really nothing to say.

But even so, her assurance still comforted Xu Yan, at least when she made a new painting later, she could let Song Jiawen paint another one for her according to her ideas.

That's something that no one else has.

Thinking of this, Xu Yan's mood instantly turned cloudy, and she burst into laughter.

The three of them returned to the classroom, and the classmates in the first class already knew about Xu Yan's movements in the sixth class, and even the people in the sixth class came to sneer, because they didn't understand Deng Tao's role in it, and they only thought that two students in their own class who had contradictions went to the sixth class to make trouble.

So everyone was aggrieved and silent.

When Xu Yan came back, they asked what was going on.

Xu Yan unceremoniously told the matter from beginning to end, she was already eloquent, not to mention her ability to express herself, plus she hated Deng Tao...... Although it was Meng Qing who provoked the trouble, everyone knew exactly who the main messenger was.

Originally, there were a few boys in the class who liked Deng Tao, but after listening to Xu Yan's words, a few girls despised them.

A few boys: ........

No, does it have anything to do with them?

Several people secretly slandered themselves, and the image of the noble saint in their hearts also collapsed instantly, and the original hazy feelings were gone.

Jiang Yan listened for a long time, and finally asked Xiao Qi, "Your school flower is very beautiful?" ”

Xiao Qi looked at him speechlessly, "Brother, your focus is very peculiar, since Sister Wen came, can her face still be taken out as a school flower?" It's not a shame to say it. Also, is it now a question of whether Deng Taopiao is not beautiful?

Now she is hiding evil intentions and provoking our group to engage in infighting. ”

A bunch of little fart children, who still have hidden evil intentions and infighting.

Jiang Yan smiled secretly in his heart, but said with a serious face, "Isn't it strange to me, I've been here for so long, and I haven't seen a decent beauty, so I'm curious how someone can be called a school flower?" It turned out that the lame man picked the general, then I understand. ”

Xiao Qi: .......

Why did he inexplicably hear a bit of sarcasm, saying that they couldn't come up with a decent one?

.........

At the same time, Deng Tao did not return to the classroom after leaving the office, but went downstairs to find Teacher Fang.

"What? Do you also want to participate in a drawing competition in the provincial town? ”

Teacher Fang was suspicious, she knew that Deng Tao wanted to participate in the Chinese painting competition in Kyoto, but it was not easy to register for the competition, so she was .......

Deng Taomian did not change his face and explained, "Teacher Song is not in Kyoto at the moment, I can't participate in the Chinese painting competition without his recommendation, in order to prevent both from missing, Teacher Fang, can I report my name for the painting competition in the provincial city first?" ”

Song Qingping promised to instruct her in Chinese painting, and in a sense, she is also half a disciple of Song Qingping, which is not a secret in school.

Therefore, when I heard that she was going to participate in the Chinese painting competition in Kyoto, everyone thought it was a sure thing.

Now he suddenly ran over and said that he was going to participate in the painting competition in the provincial city, and Mr. Fang knew with his toes that it must have been a failure in the Chinese painting competition, but the little girl wanted to save face, so she was embarrassed to say it directly, so she found an excuse to explain to herself.

Teacher Fang didn't pierce her, but said, "If you want to participate, you have to draw a sketch as soon as possible, see it, these paintings are sent to the provincial capital the day after tomorrow, and only those who pass can participate in the final at the end of the month." ”

As he spoke, Teacher Fang patted a few sketches on the table next to him, the top one, and the lower right corner was Song Jiawen's name.

Deng Tao's eyes paused for a moment on the painting, and finally the other teacher said, "I'll try to finish the painting today and tomorrow, and I'll hand it over to you the day after tomorrow." ”

After Deng Tao left, Teacher Fang admired Song Jiawen's painting for a while, it was a quaint old house, there was a garden in front of the door, and there was a little girl about three years old fluttering butterflies in the garden.

Although only the back of the little girl was drawn, the feeling of liveliness and innocence still came to the face.

With this painting, Mr. Fang is 100% sure that Song Jiawen will definitely be shortlisted.

As for the others, it's purely to give everyone a chance to participate.

After a day apart, on Monday morning, Deng Tao came to hand in the painting on time.

Teacher Fang took it and took a look, his eyes and face were very calm, and there were no waves.

asked Deng Tao to fill out the registration form, and then let her leave.

Before Deng Tao walked out, out of the corner of her eye, she caught a glimpse of Teacher Fang stuffing her paintings into a large paper bag, which also contained other people's paintings, obviously preparing to send them out.

After putting her painting inside, Ms. Fang sealed the bag.

A week later, Teacher Fang received a notice from the provincial capital, and to her great surprise, there was no Song Jiawen among the students who passed the registration, only Xu Yan and Deng Tao.

It made her feel incredible.

At the same time, the first thought that came to Mr. Fang's mind was that Song Jiawen's painting was taken away and impersonated after it was sent to the provincial capital.

This kind of thing is not without precedent, some students with backgrounds are not strong, and in order to get a place in the competition, they will use some paintings of ordinary family students to pretend to be.

Although he will not win the award in the final round, he will participate in it, and the mere fact that he can be shortlisted and participate in the finals can add one point to his/her application for the art major by writing it on his resume.

It's contemptible, but it's repeatedly banned.

Teacher Fang's chest burst out with anger, she also knows people in the calligraphy and painting association in the provincial capital, if they don't give her an explanation for this matter today, it will definitely not be over.

But she didn't look for someone she knew first, but first called the association's office in charge of the competition to question, but the other party was surprised after inquiring, "The painting we received here is not Song Jiawen's, although there is her registration form, but there is no painting." ”

Teacher Fang thought that the other party was shirking responsibility, and she said angrily, "I have submitted all the registration forms, how can I not submit the painting?" ”

If you want to find an excuse and find a decent one, if people don't participate, why do you need to fill in the registration form?

The other party is suspicious, could it be that they missed it?

He could only comfort Teacher Fang a few words first, then turned around and went to investigate again. However, they rummaged in the office for a long time, and rechecked the eliminated ones and those that had passed, and finally determined that there was no Song Jiawen's painting.