Chapter 511 The Wife Next Door is Growing Up 36
Qing Wu made a sound, then showed his white teeth at him: "But it's useless if you remind me, I won't write tonight."
Is it important to sleep during homework? The answer is of course no.
Lu Bai: "But I have to pay it tomorrow morning."
She waved her hand: "Let's talk about it tomorrow morning. At worst, I'll copy yours."
The boy didn't respond, but there was a cute look in his eyes.
But Qingwu just said it casually and had no intention of actually copying him. After all, it was just a physics test paper with a lot of calculation questions. It only took 20 minutes to finish.
But the next day, Zhu Majun actually gave her the physics test paper as soon as he arrived at school.
At this moment, I was really moved.
She raised her head and looked at him with a smile: "Xiaobai, why are you so good."
He patted her head and said warmly: "Quickly copy."
"Okay."
So she grabbed the test paper, picked up the pen, and started writing furiously...copying.
After doing exercises in the morning, Qing Wu had just returned to her seat when the literary and art committee member suddenly came to look for her.
He said that he wanted to ask her to help him publish the blackboard newspaper because her handwriting was very beautiful.
She thought about it and agreed without spending any time.
She stayed in the classroom after school in the afternoon, while Lu Bai went to the cafeteria to get her food.
In addition to her and the art committee member, the people who posted the blackboard report were also a boy named Qino who was studying art in the class.
He is tall, thin, handsome, and wears glasses. A very shy and introverted person.
The literary and art committee gave Qingwu a piece of paper and asked her to copy the words on the paper.
She nodded.
There were quite few words, and she finished it in a few minutes. When he put down the chalk and washed his hands and came back, he saw that Zino had erased the chalk drawing he had just made.
She wondered, "Why wipe it off?"
When the other party heard this, he turned around and smiled sheepishly: "The painting was not good, so I want to paint it again." "Oh, come on, then."
He blushed and nodded.
After that, he drew a rough outline, but after looking at it for a while he felt dissatisfied and erased it. several times in a row.
Qing Wu and the literary committee member sat in the last row and looked at him.
Seeing him wiping it off again, the art committee member became a little anxious, "Zino, you don't have to be so serious. We have to finish the painting today, and the student union will check it tomorrow. Just paint casually, and your painting is very beautiful."< br>
Zino was at a loss as he held the chalk and stepped on the stool. He asked unconfidently: "Is it really good-looking?"
Here I need to draw a person, but he studied landscape painting, and he is not very skilled at depicting characters, and he always feels that he cannot capture the charm. Besides, it’s still drawn with chalk.
"Hmm. The one before was so beautiful."
Qingwu didn't answer. She stood up and picked out a cyan, red and white foundation, then smiled and said: "Let me try it."
The two looked at her.
The literary and art committee member asked in surprise: "Qingwu, can you draw?"
"Know a little."
Seeing her approaching, Zino was stunned for a moment, then quickly jumped off the stool to make room for her after reacting.
Qing Wu stepped on it, measured the remaining space on the blackboard, and then began to outline the outline with white chalk.
It is obviously a science class, but the theme assigned to their class in the blackboard report this time is Chinese ancient style. The place that Zino painted and wiped just now needs to be painted with an ancient beauty.
The literary and art committee members and the boys stood at the bottom and looked at her. As the outline of the character was gradually completed, their eyes were amazed.
While Qing Wu was painting seriously, Lu Bai came in with packed meals.
Seeing the girl standing on the stool, he frowned slightly.
Placing the lunch box on the table, he walked over to the stool that held her feet.
(End of chapter)