in the name of painting

He stretched out his hand, gave two big praises, and said with certainty, "Amazing!"

She was immediately pleased.

···

For the next few nights, Si Huanian accompanied her to work on the works, and the relationship between the two became much closer invisibly.

"Why do you like painting?" During the break, Si Huanian chatted while drinking the Wangzai milk that she bought for her.

"There's no reason, maybe it's because of my mother's influence. She likes to draw and taught me since I was a child..." She looked at a faint star outside the window, and the sadness in her eyes flashed, "You Woolen cloth?"

"Me..." Si Huanian still smiled sweetly, but his eyes were a little more lonely, "It's also because of my mother's influence... Although she can't draw herself, she gave me a lot of art class, I’m in charge of everything, sometimes I’m really tired..."

"then you···"

"Then why do I still like painting?" Si Huanian took another sip of milk and continued, "Because I only feel free when I paint. My mother controls me, but only I don't care what I draw..."

Si Huanian pulled out a big smile, "Draw whatever you really want to draw~~"

Wu stared at Si Huanian's smiling eyes, and suddenly felt distressed. At this moment, she really wanted to hug Si Huanian into her arms...

Having such a thought, Wu was startled, and then quickly comforted herself that it was not surprising, she just cared about her good friend.

***

The gaze returned to Xia's house.

The Eight Immortals table was slapped vigorously by Xia's father, "Nonsense, what kind of scholarship are you going to apply for, my Xia family still needs funding?"

Xia Yujian stood on the side with low eyebrows, and his studio classmates told him that she was preparing for the application for the bursary. His head got hot and he signed up himself. Somehow, his father saw the application information.

"Dad, I'm not here for the sponsorship money..."

"Then why are you looking for work for me? You don't know that this fund is run by Si Wangqiu's wife's company?"

Xia Yujian didn't expect that there was such a relationship, he quickly explained,

"I really don't know. I signed up at the beginning because a person with better painting skills than Si Huanian came to Shuren Studio. I saw that she signed up and wanted to compete with her. I was impulsive, and I also..."

Father Xia didn't wait for him to finish, and quickly got to the point, "Better than Si Hua's paintings?"

"Yes, that person ranks ahead of Si Huanian in every evaluation."

"Not from the Si family?"

"No, her surname is Wu, and her family's conditions should not be very good, otherwise she wouldn't apply for this."

Father Xia raised his eyebrows, lowered his head and turned over a few more pages of the student application.

The above said: According to the information, the 10 most outstanding students will be selected from the applicants first, and then Ling will hold an open competition to award the scholarship to the top three in different proportions.

"Interesting, there are so many young people nowadays." Father Xia's attitude was relaxed, and he was also curious as to whether the student surnamed Wu mentioned by his son just now was really stronger than Si Xia's two juniors.

There are so many people surnamed Wu in this world, Father Xia didn't even think about the family of his son-in-law surnamed Wu whom he never recognized.

"You go, when you get the bonus, my Xia family will donate double."

Xia Yujian was overjoyed, "Thank you, Dad."

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☆, the eve of the game

After the deadline for registration, Ling's Group's student aid program quickly entered the review stage, screening out those who obviously lacked information and intended to fool around, and there were still more than 200 students left.

At this time, it is necessary to invite authoritative artists to make further professional screening based on the works.

Ling's office building.

"Mr. Feng, thank you for coming over to help this year..." The person in charge of this student aid project had a modest attitude and introduced an old man surnamed Feng into the meeting room.

"It's not about helping out. What your company does every year is a great contribution to the fine arts in Beijing, and I'm also doing my part." The old man was nearly eighty years old, with silver hair, dressed in white linen and sat on the upper seat. , When talking, there is a bit of fairy air.

Mr. Feng is the president of the Beijing Art Association. He has a very high status. He not only has excellent painting skills, but also is passionate about art education. He has peaches and plums all over the world.

"Mr. Feng, these are the children's works of this year, please have a look." The person in charge bowed and pointed to the more than 200 paintings spread out on the conference table, "This time, we must first select the 10 best works among them. , their authors advance to the next round."

Feng Lao nodded, and took out a pair of antique presbyopic glasses from his pocket, "I'll see if there are any good seedlings this year."

There are many kinds of paintings on the table, such as sketches, oil paints, traditional Chinese paintings, markers, prints... There are also other ways to draw with chalk.

Mr. Feng walked around the conference table, walking neither fast nor slow, looking over one by one...

For an art master like him, it doesn't take a few glances to see clearly how well a painting shows.

As he walked, he picked up a few good paintings from time to time and asked the people behind him to mark them.

"what?"

Feng Lao stopped in front of a flower-and-bird painting with mature and steady brushstrokes.

He deliberately lowered his head and checked several times. Regardless of the shape and color, this painting has the shadow of the Xia family's traditional Chinese painting system. Could it be a painting of the Xia family that he copied?

He frowned slightly. Although he prefers original works, this round of censorship did not state that copying is not allowed, and this painting of flowers and birds is obviously the best drawn here... Feng Lao thought about it for a while, or It took out.

After going back for a few steps, Mr. Feng stopped at the same spot, unable to move any more.

It's too early for him to conclude...

The small picture of the south of the Yangtze River in front of him really surprised him.

The distant mountains and green shores, the red sun and the lonely boat, the composition is extremely beautiful, the painting style is clear and elegant, the brushwork is delicate and natural, and what is even more rare is that it has reached the point where the painting is intentional and the brush is affectionate. Which famous painter Feng Laodu said it came from believe.

"It's incredible... This is really drawn by a student who is less than 20 years old?" Feng Lao picked up the painting, looked at it carefully for a long time, and the more he looked at it, the more he liked it.

"Wait for the final round of on-site selection, I have to meet this kid..."

***

On weekends, she and Lu Yi rented a house.

Today is the day when the results of the primary election for the Ling's Bursary are announced.

"how is it going?"

When Lu Yi came back from work, she put down her bag and ran to sit next to her. She also contributed a lot to the bursary application this time, and now she sincerely hopes that this roommate has some good news.

"It's been a whole day, no phone calls, no text messages..." Wu was a little sad, she was nestling on the sofa with her mobile phone in her arms, "It's already five o'clock in the afternoon, do you think it will..."

Before I finished speaking, the phone vibrated...

Wu shook her hand, and the phone fell into the crack of the sofa...

The two were in a hurry, and Lu Yi even turned the sofa around, and finally got the phone.

"Hello, hello."

Wu she answered the phone nervously, no matter how calm she is usually, she is a little restless at this time...

"Yes, I'm her Wu... Well, okay, okay, I see, I will attend on time, thank you."

After hanging up the phone, Wu's eyes were shining.

"It's done!"

"Yeah~~~"

The two hugged each other excitedly, jumping and screaming.

Lu Yi was sincerely happy for her, "Come on in the last round, crush them!"

Wu was a little panting, smiling all over her face, "Well, definitely."

WeChat also pops up a message:

Si Huanian: [The kitten tilts its head.jpg]

She Wu: It's over, just wait for the last round.

Si Huanian: I knew you could do it! 【Kitten Jumping.jpg】

Wu's gaze became softer, and Si Huanian's appearance in her mind merged with that soft and cute kitten, making people want to reach out and pinch her...

Stop, why does she have such a strange idea again...

***

In the evening, Sijia villa, restaurant.

Exquisite Western dishes are set on the textured retro long table.

Si Huanian and his mother Ling Luo sat far away on both sides of the dining table. The atmosphere was a bit depressing, no one spoke, and only the occasional faint sound of the knife and fork touching the disk could be heard.

"Mom, are you going to the on-site final selection for Ling's bursary program next week?" Si Huanian broke the silence and asked cautiously.

"Why do you ask this?" Ling Luo's voice was not warm. The steak on the plate was elegantly cut into equal parts by her, but she put it down after only one bite.

"It's nothing. I have a friend who has entered the final selection stage. I'm going to the scene to cheer her on. She doesn't know about my relationship with Ling. I think if my mother goes, don't tell the truth when she sees me."

Ling Luo's stern gaze suddenly swept over, she keenly noticed that when her daughter mentioned this friend, there was a trace of admiration in her eyes,

"boy?"

"It's a girl." Si Huanian hurriedly explained.

Ling Luo put her momentum back. Originally, she would not condescend to attend such a small event, but she wanted to check whether there would be any friends around her daughter who would affect her studies.

"I went."

***

Three days later, in the exhibition area of ​​Ling's Building.

The selection site is very large, with a magnificent layout, and is divided into a competition area and a viewing area.

The ten painting tables are numbered and arranged in a row, and a camera is mounted on each of them.

In the most conspicuous place of the venue, there is a giant screen divided into 10 equal parts, from which you can instantly see the appearance of each painting table. .

Ling's is in the real estate business, and his family has a big business. In recent years, he has rapidly expanded his influence in Beijing.Although this event is of a public welfare nature, it is also indispensable to promote the commercial publicity of the brand, so it is done in a high-profile manner.

The judges were still Mr. Feng, and Ling also invited several celebrities in the art circle, as well as several local media.

At one o'clock in the afternoon, everyone entered the venue in an orderly manner.

"Old Xia, why are you here?"

As soon as the two elders of the Xia family entered the audience area, they were recognized by acquaintances.

"I also participated in the selection of dogs this time, so I will bring my wife over to join in the fun."

"Yu Jian also participated? Don't you guys bully people? It seems that other people can only compete for second and third..."

Father Xia shook his head modestly, but couldn't hide his satisfaction in his heart.

Xia Yujian has improved his painting skills to a new level these days, and this time, he will let everyone have a good look at the strength of the Xia family's juniors.

Lu Yi separated from Wu before entering the arena, and came to the audience area to sit with Si Huanian who arrived later.

"I didn't expect it to be so formal. I was a little nervous for her." Lu Yi looked around the scene, and before the reporter's flashlights came on, he stretched out his hand to cover his eyes.

"I trust her." Si Huanian leaned lazily on the chair with a relaxed expression, "Don't worry, among her peers, no one can match her."

Player preparation area.

The make-up artist hired by Ling's went back and forth among the crowd, applying powder to this one and eyebrows to that one.

When she walked to Wu's place, the make-up artist was taken aback. The child looked so good that it was a bit unnecessary to make up anything else. After thinking about it, she chose a natural-colored lip gloss to brighten Wu's mouth.

No one noticed that there was a sneaky figure in the dressing room that was neither a player nor a staff member.He dodged his body, rummaged in someone's bag, and then quietly backed out with what he found...

"Okay, take your things and get ready to enter."

Ten students walked into the venue with backpacks.

It was the first time for many people to see this kind of scene. A few cameras followed them all the way, and there were dense crowds of people staring at them in the audience area. They didn't take a few steps because of their unstable mentality, and started to turn directly...

She adjusted well. She saw Si Huanian and Lu Yi sitting in the audience area waving their hands to her from a distance. She patted her chest lightly and smiled confidently in return.

Everyone found a table to sit down according to the pre-arranged number, but Wu She and Xia Yujian happened to be sitting next to each other.

Xia Yujian turned around and made a gesture of wiping her neck with her hands, with an arrogant attitude.

She was not used to Wu either, "Son, long time no see, where have you been hiding these days?"

When the two men were at war, the venue fell silent in the host's voice.

"Welcome everyone to attend the final selection of our [Ling's Scholarship Fund]. The distinguished guests present this time are... well, now let's invite the president of Ling's Group, Ms. Ling Luo, to kick off the competition. And announce the title of the competition."

A dignified and generous lady about 40 years old walked slowly to the podium.

She was wearing a low-cut black satin dress, with expensive-looking accessories hanging around her neck and ears, giving her an air of opulence.

She kept a decent smile on her face, with the shrewdness of a businessman and an imperceptible sharpness in her eyes,

"I announce the official start of the game. Please watch the big screen for the content of the game."

on the screen:

Are you obsessed with sunrise and sunset, mountains and rivers, or every plant and tree?Do you also have beautiful pictures in your heart that you can't forget?

The theme of this painting: the sun and the moon in your heart --- please draw the beautiful scenery in your heart.

There is no limit to the form and material of the painting, the time is 3 hours, and the result will be announced on the spot.

Xia Yujian clenched his hands into fists, and his heart was full of joy. He happened to have a lot of new insights in the painting of traditional Chinese paintings these days.God helped me too, I must take the first place this time, and then "give out" the bonus to Wu in front of her.

Wu was also in a daze for a long time. If she didn't know it clearly, she really suspected that the organizer had made a small fuss for her.

She learned Chinese painting from her mother since she was a child, and she is the best at landscape painting in the three fields of figures, flowers and birds, and landscapes. This time, she has clearly tested her best part...

Wu took a deep breath and calmed down.Even if the time and place are right, you have to go all out to seize the opportunity.

She opened her backpack to take out the painting materials...

Suddenly, a faint feeling of uneasiness arose in her heart. This backpack...is much lighter than expected...

Wallet, mobile phone, notebook... I touched it a few more times, but my right hand touched the bottom...

Where did my painting kit go? !

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☆, crushing painting skills

Wu's brain went down for a few seconds, her pupils trembled, and her heart rate increased like a sports car...

Si Huanian noticed it immediately, "Oh? Look at Wu's expression, is there something wrong?"

Lu Yi also frowned, "Yeah, why did her complexion become so bad... Could it be that she is not feeling well?"

When Nian Lu and the two looked anxious, in the back corner of the audience area.

"Have you got it?"

"Well, I just threw it in the trash can, hey? Do you think Brother Xia will blame us for meddling in our own business?"

"No, the worse Wu loses, the happier Brother Xia will be. Let's wait and see the good show..."

After a brief panic, she quickly calmed down.

She was absolutely sure that she put the painting material bag in before going out. Her bag was sealed with a zipper, so it couldn't have fallen out, so it could only be taken away by someone else...

Quickly glanced at the clock, the 3-hour countdown had already begun, and now was definitely not a good time to go down and look for it.

How to do?

Wu she glanced to the right, the students on the right used Western-style paints, no way; on the left, although Xia Yujian was also using traditional Chinese paints, he was insane to lend me the materials...

Wu took a few deep breaths without panicking.

She suddenly remembered something, and tentatively touched a mezzanine pocket in the backpack with her right hand.

Great, it's still there.

When she was in Suzhou before, she developed a habit. Every time she saw a beautiful place outside, she would write down the sketches in the notebook first, so that she could draw it completely when she went back, so she always kept a portable pen and ink in her bag.

A small tube of ink, three quarters left, should be enough;

There is only one writing brush, some slits, and a 3cm brush tip, which can be used for background color rendering and large-scale color spreading. As for other inconveniences, it depends on the skill of the pen user.

She whispered to Wu, and asked the staff for two paper cups for drinking water, one for brushing, and the other torn into a dish shape for ink.

Here, almost 15 minutes have passed...

Si Huanian realized what had happened when she tore up paper cups to make ink-stained plates.

"Wu, she forgot to bring painting materials?"

"Impossible." Lu Yi doubted, "The materials I packed with her before going out, I saw her put them in the bag with my own eyes."

Si Huanian frowned slightly, got up and walked to the office area of ​​the venue, explained something to the people inside, and then returned to her seat with a cold face, she was really angry.

She just ordered Ling's employees to check all the monitoring since Wu and she entered the venue. If it is found out that someone is playing tricks... Si Huanian puffed up, and asked her mother to make that person look good!

Wu closed her eyes and took some time to calm down. Her mother taught her that when painting, there must be an elk focused on the left side without blinking. If the mind is disturbed, the painting will be chaotic.

When she opened her eyes again, Wu's eyes regained the clearness and calmness of the past.

Smooth strokes, ink adjustment, color testing...

The simple to somewhat shabby material was used by her in a style of simplifying the complicated.

In the audience area, some people whispered,

"Look how strange the kid at table 5 is. What can he draw with just a small plate of ink?"

Hearing this, Father Xia turned his eyes away from Xia Yujian's screen and turned to her position.

Seeing Wu's "equipment", father Xia squinted his eyes slightly, and twirled the red sandalwood bead bracelet on his fingertips. The child...maybe intended for ink painting.

Ink painting is dominated by brushwork, giving full play to the advantages of ink technique.

Ink is color. After being moistened with water, it can become burnt, thick, heavy, light, and clear in five different dry and wet states. Multi-layered ink can replace the colors of thousands of worlds. It is one of the representative forms of traditional Chinese painting.

Wu, she is indeed planning to paint a landscape in ink and wash, as Xia's father thought.

She first dipped the pen in water, then paused for a while, and began to open and close the brush on the rice paper...

Although the water is still transparent, within a few breaths, the outline of the magnificent mountain scenery has appeared on the screen.

Immediately afterwards, she flipped her wrist, and the strokes of the pen entered the ink, and her intentions followed the brush. Against the background of the original water color, the ink was dripping.

"The method of breaking ink!" Father Xia exclaimed in surprise.

The method of breaking ink is an extremely difficult technique in ink painting. When painting, another ink color is added immediately before the current ink is dry, so as to achieve the effect of contrasting ink and ink.

The method of breaking ink is extremely difficult to use, and requires a lot of painting skills of the painter.

The shades of ink are handled delicately, and a little carelessness will destroy the harmony of the whole painting. Among the Xia family juniors, except for Xia Jinnian, no one can use this technique well.

Wu her eyes are focused, as she swipes the brush, the mountains and rivers, the thousand forests are ferocious, a majestic landscape painting, vividly on the paper.

"It's incredible."

Father Xia couldn't take his eyes off Wu's painting. The person Yu Jian mentioned should be this child.

At such a young age, her painting skills are exquisite, and she already has the charm of everyone. She is really a rare and good seedling. It would be great if she were from the Xia family.

Time passed by, and Wu had just finished repairing the details of the last branch on the painting, and the staff stopped everyone.

"time up."

Putting down the pen, she let out a heavy breath, feeling weak as if she had just passed through a catastrophe.

After everyone left the stage, the next stage was the judges' deliberation and selection stage.

Xia Yujian walked to his parents full of confidence. Just now he felt that his painting was very smooth, and he even performed a little supernaturally. It should be no problem to win the championship this time.

But when he saw his father's slightly dignified expression, he murmured in his heart that something was wrong, and his eyes quickly glanced in Wu's direction, could it be that...

"It's amazing!" The admiration in Lu Yi's voice is undisguised, no one is more shocked than her now, Wu she showed her the infinite possibilities that can be created in a painting even if only one color is used.

"No, it was actually quite dangerous just now." Thinking of the beginning of the game, Wu still had lingering fears.

"What happened, right?" Si Huanian handed her a bottle of water, feeling a little sure in his heart.

"Yes, I don't know who took my painting materials bag..." She took a sip of water to moisten her throat, and suddenly thought of something, her eyes became anxious, "No, I have to look for it, there is still something in the painting materials bag." There's something important."

There are also a few packets of paint made by my father in the bag!

"Don't worry, the results will be announced right away. After the ranking is released, I'll take you to find it right away." Si Huanian patted Wu on her shoulder and comforted her.

She turned her head and looked back and forth at the other contestants, and finally stopped on Xia Yujian. Could it be him?

Xia Yujian happened to be looking at her too, the two of them exchanged glances between swords and swords, Wu she denied in her heart, it couldn't be him, too stupid, without that acting skills.

The selection results will be out soon.

Holding an envelope, Mr. Feng walked steadily to the microphone,

"Next, I will announce the top three winners of this competition, No.1: Wu She; No.2: Xia Yujian; No.3..."

Xia Yujian was startled and angry, as if he had swallowed a whole stone, with bitter and sharp sand, bit by bit from his throat to his heart.

The top three works were displayed on the screen. When she saw Wu's magnificent ink landscape, Xia Yujian fell silent, and then a deep despair surged in her heart.

It turned out that she was in the studio, and she kept her hand...

Feng Lao continued, "No. 1 classmate, Ling Group will help her pay for the four years of university tuition, and provide a monthly stipend of 1 yuan until she graduates... No. 2 classmate... "

She didn't quite hear what Elder Feng said. She was worried about the possible loss of her father's paint, which overwhelmed the joy of getting the first place.

She exercised restraint, patiently waited for Feng Lao to finish speaking, and then politely took the No.1 trophy from President Ling Luo.

Ling Luo took a deep look at Wu, her eyes covered too many emotions, probing, examining, probing, suspicious, and even a little bit of indescribable hatred...

Finally, after all the procedures were over, Si Huanian brought Wu to the monitoring room.

"Miss, the surveillance you asked me to check has found out that someone has indeed rummaged through her bag, look here..."

Wu stared at the screen anxiously, and didn't have time to worry about why Si Huanian was called "Miss".

In the surveillance camera of the contestants' preparation room, a boy with the brim of his hat down so that he couldn't see his face quickly took out a large bag of painting materials from her bag... Then the camera cut, and in the corridor, the man found A trash can next to the elevator, I threw the painting materials into it...

Wu's heart throbbed. After seeing the floor clearly, she rushed to the elevator as fast as she could.

The trash can was still in that position, but the lid was inlaid, and it couldn't be opened. There was only a hole about ten centimeters in diameter on the side, and it was so dark that you couldn't see anything clearly inside.

She didn't think it was dirty, so she reached out and took it in.

Shredded paper, straws, sticky cigarette cases, chewed gum, unfinished coffee cups...

Then there are the painting materials package that has been scattered, the brush holder, the brush, the ink stick, the seal...

She took everything out of the trash can without blinking her eyes.

Si Huanian and Lu Yi accompanied her, squatting down, helping her organize the painting materials she took out, and wiping them carefully with paper towels.

After digging out the few packets of paint made by her father, she finally relaxed and sat on the ground...

It's okay, it's just that there is some soot on the packaging, but fortunately it didn't pollute the inside.

She Wu finally relaxed, and for a moment, she had the urge to cry.

There was a silky touch in the palm of her hand, Si Huanian held Wu's hand, and carefully wiped it with a wet towel.

Wu's fingers were well-knit, delicate and slender, and at the fingertips, there was a very conspicuous bloodstain, which should be the mark left by breaking off the cover just now.

Si Huanian exhaled lightly to blow, feeling uncomfortable in his heart, such talented hands should not suffer such a crime.

When Si Huanian's hand just touched her, she froze in place and could not move...

The warm exhalation from the fingertips is like an electric current, flowing along the conductive body, and the blood rushes back and forth between the lightning and the flint.

For a long time, in Wu's heart, she had a growing sense of strangeness towards Si Huanian that went beyond friendship.

***

"found it?"

When everyone returned to the venue, they found that Mr. Feng, Ling Luo, and everyone from the Xia family were still waiting there.Everyone already knew the general situation, and their expressions were different at this time.

Ling Luo's eyes turned cold, and he didn't know whether it was because of the accident or other reasons, "It won't be like this, Ling will give everyone an explanation."

Mr. Feng was both surprised and delighted. Under such harsh conditions, she could draw such a complete and high-quality work, which was beyond his imagination. After Wu she exchanged pleasantries.

Xia Yujian's expression can be regarded as worse than worse. The work that crushed him, or the work that lost the painting materials and was completed with a portable pen and ink?

"Skills are inferior to others, you don't deserve to lose, go back and practice more..." Father Xia patted Xia Yujian's shoulder, "Let's go..."

Father Xia originally wanted to go up and ask her about Wu's situation, but seeing that she was obviously close to the child from the Si family, Father Xia stopped this thought.

He was about to take his family back home, but found his wife standing where she was, staring in Wu's direction, motionless...

"what happened?"

"Lao Xia, you, look at Wu, does she look like our daughter?"

Father Xia looked back carefully, "Yu'an? It doesn't look like..."

In Xia's father's consciousness, he only recognized Xia Yujian and Xia Yuan's two children. The unfilial daughter who abandoned her family 20 years ago and forgot her roots has long been forgotten by him.

Mother Xia's voice trembled, "No, like Jinnian..."

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☆, the feeling of heartbeat

Father Xia's eyes widened in an instant, and his gaze was fixed on Wu's face like a nail.

Isn't that right, the elegant and delicate look in Wu's eyebrows is not exactly the same as her former daughter Xia Jinnian, the more she looks at it, the more she looks like it.

It's just that her eyes are slightly different, less of Jinnian's graceful and charming, more heroic, more like...

By the way, her surname is Wu!

Wasn't that lowly craftsman whom he had never looked at in the eye who married Xia Jinnian also surnamed Wu?

Father Xia had a guess in his mind that he thought was too coincidental, but all kinds of reality pointed to the fact that this guess might be true.

He exchanged glances with his wife, and finally walked up to Wu without losing his composure.

"Little classmate, I would like to ask, who is Wu Qinghan?"

Hearing her father's name being asked from the Xia family, Wu she sighed in her heart, no matter how much she didn't want to be involved with the Xia family, what should come is still here.

The person in front of him was two or three points like his mother. Judging by his age, he guessed it was his grandfather whom he had never met before.

She straightened her waist, facing the visitor, she replied calmly:

"It's my father."

She is the daughter of Xia Jinnian and Wu Qinghan!

Mother Xia gasped and covered her mouth.After the surprise, tears gradually welled up in her eyes.

How many years has there been no news from Jin Nian...

After all, she is her own flesh and blood, no matter how big a mistake she made, and her husband doesn't like to mention it, as a mother, she still misses her secretly from time to time.Seeing Jinnian's child now, Mother Xia had mixed feelings for a moment.

Other than shock, father Xia's face showed only disdain.

He is a heartless person. When Xia Jinnian was crossed out from the family tree, he never asked her again. Even when he heard the news of Xia Jinnian's disappearance a few years ago, he just treated it like a stranger. up.

Without Xia Jinnian, that poor boy should not have a good life. Thinking that Wu even had to apply for a bursary to cover her tuition, Xia's father looked contemptuously,

"How is your father? Didn't you find another rich woman to be your stepmother?"

This question was really ruthless and vicious, and it instantly smashed Wu's more than ten years of moral cultivation into pieces.

There was a hint of blood red in her deep eyes, and she glared at Father Xia.Wu's parents have always been the people she respects the most in her heart, and she does not allow Xia's father to utter bad words here.

"My father is kind and righteous. After my mother disappeared, I have been searching for it with all my strength, and I didn't give up until my death!"

"died?"

Father Xia's expression didn't fluctuate much, as if he had heard a tramp died, but in a blink of an eye, there was a trace of displeasure on his face again. What she said was not to mock his Xia family for turning a deaf ear to Xia Jinnian's disappearance. , ruthless?

He can be ruthless, but others cannot say he is ruthless.

"Speak politely. I'll just say that the children raised by Xiaojiazi can't make it to the stage."

She almost laughed angrily, this Xia family is really interesting, obviously she was the first to speak rudely, and now she asks others to be polite.

Anyway, she has already torn her face, and she doesn't care about fueling the fire again. She glanced at Xia Yujian, who was stepped on by herself, and asked Father Xia in a cold voice:

"I can't get on the stage, didn't you see it today?"

"Sharp teeth and sharp mouths!"

Father Xia seemed to have been poked into a sore spot, and his expression turned extremely ugly in an instant.He shook his sleeves vigorously, and told the Xia family to turn around and leave. If he continued to confront a junior like this, his old face would be lost.

Before Xia's mother left, she looked back at Wu, as if she was still expecting something.Wu she avoided it with a sullen face, she was really disgusted by the Xia family today.

The people in the venue who had overheard the dispute looked at each other with different expressions.

They didn't know who Wu Qinghan was, nor did they know what conflicts he had with the Xia family, so they could only extract Wu's point of "mother missing, father dead" from the few words just now.

Feng Lao Xicai left her contact information for her before she left, so that she can find him whenever she has difficulties.

Ling Luo stood on the sidelines, his expression unclear, and the emotion in his eyes was deeply hidden.

Si Huanian suppressed the sourness quietly rising from the tip of his nose, and held Wu's hand without letting go.

It turns out that she still has such a tragic life experience...

Speechless all the way.

After the Xia family returned home by car, Xia Yujian finally couldn't hold back, "Dad, Mom, what's going on, who is Wu Qinghan?"

"It belongs to your older sister..." Xia's mother hadn't finished speaking, but Xia's father gave her a glare, and she quickly changed her words, "It's Xia Jinnian's husband..."

A few seconds later, a loud cry suddenly came from the living room of Xia's family,

"What? So, Wu is my sister's daughter, my niece?!!!"

"What niece! My Xia family doesn't recognize anyone!" Father Xia's roar was immediately covered up...

···

In any case, it was a very restless day.

***

With Ling's bursary support, she quit her part-time job in a convenience store and devoted herself to preparing for the exam in the studio, and her life began to be orderly.

After Lu Yi came back, she was excited for a while.

She replayed Wu's situation on the day of the competition for Li Xi with great emotion, telling how Wu started her ink painting and finished it in monochrome... and finally won the first place in one fell swoop... Telling how amazing she was when she saw ink painting for the first time, It is said that she may work hard in this direction in the future...

Li Xi quietly sat aside, resting her chin with one hand, raised her eyes and looked at her tenderly, "Speak slowly, I'm listening..."

Li Xi has been giving Lu Yi color counseling for some days, and she is deeply moved by Lu Yi's persistence and determination.Lu Yi's panchromatic physique makes her perceive light and shade far beyond ordinary people, so as long as there is no deviation in the choice of inherent colors, Lu Yi still has a great hope of passing the professional examination of the University of the United States.

After going to university, Lu Yi will have more freedom to choose the direction he likes...

After suffering so much, I really hope her dreams come true.

***

Autumn has passed and winter has come, the city of Beijing has changed to a white background color, and the Spring Festival holiday is approaching in a blink of an eye.

After the tutoring class was over, Si Huanian bit a strawberry lollipop, pulled a chair and sat close to her, "Go back?"

"Let's go after drawing this point." Wu Sherou replied with eyes wide open.

Si Huanian wore a cute Little Red Riding Hood today, her fair face has a touch of blush, and her sweet smiling eyes always catch Wu's attention immediately.

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