Chapter 115 Streaming Light
“You mean I was wrong from the first question?”
Xu Yang covered his face and said in pain.
Lin Tong nodded slightly sympathetically.
“Step into the trap and you’ll be sure.”
Su Chengyi made another stab in a calm tone.
"Now that you are in the second model, you still have the last chance to step on the trap in the third model. If you don't change, you will be finished."
After Han Bing had laughed enough , became rarely serious.
"Hey Xu Yang, you don't want to go to college, right? We will all go to college by then, and you will still be repeating your studies in No. 1 Middle School."
Xu Yang sighed heavily, as if Reluctant to face this terrible possibility.
Su Chengyi looked at his droopy eyes and asked for him:
"Han Bing, where are you going to go to college?"
Han Bing didn't expect Su Chengyi to ask such a question and was stunned. After a while, he replied:
"There is a high probability that I will stay in Tang'an City. There is no hope for Tang University, so I will probably go to Normal University."
Su Chengyi nodded and did not answer any more questions. talk.
He can only help here. Tang'an Sports University is also very famous, and the Normal University is next door, so the score is not low.
"But mainly I want to be with Mianmian. It depends on where she wants to go. I think she might have gone to the capital."
Han Bing is still there. After thinking carefully about the arrival of Cao Cao, Chu Qingmian grabbed her things and hurriedly ran out of the teaching building.
"Sorry, sorry, I'm late. Have you been waiting for a long time?"
"Not long."
Su Chengyi replied, taking the bag from Chu Qingmian's hand.
“What is this for?”
Xu Yang pulled it open curiously. There were only a few pieces of drawing paper and printed information inside.
Chu Qingmian sighed and said feebly:
"Teacher Wang Tingting gave it to me. It’s the 100th anniversary of the founding of the school. She asked me to draw a painting to be exhibited in a few days. out.”
"Why should I ask you to draw?"
Logically speaking, students who are about to take the college entrance examination would not be asked to do this kind of work.
After listening to her words, Su Chengyi took out a piece of information to read.
The title is: "The 100th Anniversary of the Founding of Tang'an No. 1 Experimental Middle School".
The content is all about the history of the school, the honors it has received, and the representatives of outstanding teachers and students. Why is there my name on it?
Su Chengyi frowned. All the awards he had received before being sent to various competitions by the school were recorded on it.
There are some substandard pheasant races among them.
I knew I wouldn’t go.
"What are you talking about? Mianmian's paintings are beautiful and she has won awards."
Han Bing's words made Su Chengyi somewhat unexpected.
"Do you know how to draw?"
"Oh, not really. I haven't studied it formally, I'm just interested. The teacher asked me to draw because I drew all the paintings commemorating the founding of the school in the past two years. , the items from the past three years will be put together during the exhibition, and it will be a bit abrupt if there is a sudden change."
Chu Qingmian waved her hand and put all the information back into the bag.
"Don't listen to her modesty. She is really beautiful. I will find you a few pictures and you can take a look. I have a special photo album on my phone to store Mianmian-related things."
Han Bing started rummaging through his phone.
"No! There are so many dirty photos of me in your photo album!"
Chu Qingmian hurriedly stood in front of Han Bing, then pulled out a photo and handed it to Su Chengyi.
"Look at this, it was painted recently."
Su Chengyi took the phone and enlarged the picture to take a closer look. She was really surprised at this sight.
The elements are very common, namely the starry sky and the moon.
Speaking of this, what may pop up in everyone's mind is Van Gogh's handed down work "Starry Moon Night". In comparison, Chu Qingmian's painting is not an impressionist painting, and the color combination is much more monotonous, far from gorgeous and smart. style.
It’s more like imitating the night sky on a certain day.
But it is not a dull and rigid picture. The landing point of each star is quite spiritual and scattered around the moon.
Su Chengyi thought about what the difference in hue of these stars was meant to express.
Seeing that he was looking at him so seriously, Chu Qingmian suddenly felt a little embarrassed and reached out to take the phone back.
"Well, I drew this after I went to Lin Tong's house to play that day, because the stars that day were very beautiful, and I wanted to preserve them in this way."
The moment the phone screen was zoomed out, Su Chengyi suddenly understood.
Chu Qingmian did not paint it from the perspective of looking up at the starry sky, but more like the whole person standing among the stars. Therefore, the stars are far away and near, and they shine and fade, echoing the moon as the center of the whole painting.
It is really clear and imaginative.
May I be like a star, like the moon, and may my light shine brightly every night.
“It’s very beautiful. I want to see the real thing.”
Su Chengyi praised it sincerely.
"Hey, if you like it, I will draw one for you next time. What kind do you like?"
Classmate Chu Qingmian was a little elated by the praise.
"Let's complete the task of celebrating the centenary of the founding of the school first. Speaking of which, do you really have so much time to paint? It looks like it will take you a long time to paint this look."
Being disappointed by this nagging, Chu The joy of falling asleep instantly turned into a calm heart.
"You have time! Why worry about this! I will give you a hundred paintings. You'd better hurry up and clear out all the bedsides, desks, and cabinets, and prepare to put my paintings Let’s go!”
“Okay.”
The bottom of the water rippled again because of this word.
Back home, Su Chengyi looked at his empty bedside thoughtfully.
It seems like something is missing.
Although he was consciously arranging the items in his home, even if he put out all these gadgets, the whole room still seemed empty.
What takes up the most space are the comic books in the bookcase.
Su Chengyi took out a few books and flipped through them. They were basically the three major migrant workers comics.
After traveling back in time, he already knew the endings of two of them, and only "One Piece" was still being updated.
The ending of "Naruto" is not satisfactory.
In comparison, the ending of "Bleach" is so outrageous that even if he were to spoil it for others now, others would not believe it.
I have the urge to send several large boxes of blades to the author.
“Ding dong.”
Just when I was helplessly immersed in my anger towards the author, my cell phone rang at the right time.
Chen Jinzhi: "I feel like my math test was just average."
Su Chengyi put the comic books back in order.
She actually took the initiative to send a message about this, and she was indeed a little nervous.
But according to Su Chengyi's previous inference, what felt unstable was actually stable.
So he felt relieved and said back:
"If you don't feel very good about the questions this time, it means you did well in the exam."
"Really? I'm in the seventh examination room, too. Many people turned in their papers in advance. They thought the questions were very simple and were a little nervous. "
Isn't it a coincidence that this guy Xu Yang is in the seventh examination room.
“Don’t write your own answers just because everyone else has handed in the paper.”
Su Chengyi thought for a while and replied.
Chen Jinzhi was walking on the way home, the light of the setting sun gradually converged and the glow was soft.
She looked at the message on the screen, and her tense mood that had been tense all day suddenly relaxed briefly.
Unfortunately, as soon as the corners of her mouth raised a little, she realized that she had arrived downstairs.
Hidden among the densely packed tube buildings is an old and dilapidated three-story building.
I don’t know how it was preserved back then.
Strange, when I was a child, I thought this place was bigger and more beautiful than the castle in Disney cartoons.
When did it become like this?
Chen Jinzhi leaned against the door in silence for a while and waited until the sharp Chinese-Korean bilingual yelling of the woman inside and the sound of breaking glass stopped, then she opened the door and walked in.
The smile at the corner of his mouth had completely disappeared at some point.
"I'm back."
What responded to her was the sound of more beatings and curses that swept over her again.
Chen Jinzhi placed his schoolbag on the only stool in the living room that was still intact as usual. He turned around and picked up the broom in the corner and began to clean up the scattered glass fragments on the floor.
The empty beer bottle left by the man had probably been smashed by the aunt.
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