[Full-time] The oil painting version of Huang Shaotian is so handsome

As soon as the winter break ended, Guangzhou ushered in an unbearable return to Nantian.

Big and small rains are constantly falling, and there is always a layer of water mist on glass products such as windows and mirrors at home.The floor and walls are wet, and the corners are especially prone to some small bugs.The clothes that have been dried indoors for several days are not as dry as the clothes that have been dehydrated in the washing machine.

That's why Huang Shaotian hates rainy days, and this damp and sticky smell.

Fortunately, returning to Nantian didn't last long, and because of the frequent outings to play games, it entered the summer of Guangzhou unknowingly.

As soon as summer comes, the playoffs follow.

Facing the intense and exciting schedule, the whole team of Blue Rain had the idea of ​​winning another championship. After all, who would think too many championships?

But unfortunately, they failed in the semi-finals and fell into the hands of Baihua.

At the beginning, they were all quite sad, but later, someone said that losing to Zhang Jiale is not shameful, but losing to Tiny Herb is shameful.In an instant, the atmosphere in the entire lounge changed. Everyone changed their depressed attitude and discussed what it would be like if they faced Tiny Herb in the finals.

Huang Shaotian was the first to speak, expressing his attitude: "If we really meet Tiny Herb, I will definitely tell those people with the score that we won the championship last year because of our strength, not off-court factors."

"Come on, Young Master Huang, if you really want to silence those people, the best way is not to open the public screen to type after playing." Yu Feng complained.

Huang Shaotian was not happy anymore, he made a lot of excuses by chattering, but unfortunately none of the people present listened, everyone chatted their own way, and no one paid any attention to him.

After chatting for a while, someone suddenly asked Yu Wenzhou if there will be any team building activities in the future. After all, there is still a period of time before the official start of the summer break. It is impossible to stay in the club for additional training.

Yu Wenzhou touched his chin. For a while, he couldn't think of any team building activities that he hadn't tried before.Suddenly, he had an idea, thinking of the few days at the end of last year, Huang Shaotian brought a few children to visit the team.

"Shaotian, I remember that during your summer break last year, did you work as a teaching assistant in your aunt's summer nursery class?" He asked.

Huang Shaotian didn't understand, so he nodded: "What's the matter, captain, do you have any relatives who want to come to the summer nursery school? If so, I can introduce you, but my aunt is a bit fierce, I hope your relatives won't be scolded cry."

Yu Wenzhou interrupted him with a smile, "No, no, I just want to know if your aunt will recruit teaching assistants this year."

"Captain, you want us to take care of the children?" Song Xiao couldn't believe it, and then he saw his dear captain nodded very seriously.

"Just to experience it, and by the way, let the PR department write a few articles to show our life after the holiday." Yu Wenzhou explained.

To be honest, he didn't want to be so troublesome, but the person in charge of the platform operation has approached him several times because he couldn't write anything. He said that you are busy training every day, and the manuscripts can only be various journals. I want to take pictures of your training. Afraid of disturbing you, and afraid of leaking secrets.What was written in the end was neither fish nor fowl, fans were not satisfied after reading it, and the boss was not satisfied after reading it.

And as the playoffs progressed, many teams were on vacation. The league explained that the text and photos released should be positive and positive.It made the person in charge cry, and begged Yu Wenzhou to do some positive activities. He could help the old lady cross the road.

"Okay, then I'll go and contact my aunt." After hearing what happened, Huang Shaotian agreed to the plan in order to help the poor person in charge.As he asked, he talked to everyone about what he was going to do in the summer nursery class.That's what he said, but in fact, most of the time, he was talking about how he established his prestige among the children and became the boss Huang in their mouths.

My aunt didn't know if it was because she was in a good mood or something, but she said that she happened to be free today and could take them to pre-job training and visit the newly renovated floor by the way.

So a group of people went to the tutoring institution run by his aunt under the leadership of Huang Shaotian.

Compared with last year's one-floor scale, this year's auntie has lost a lot of money, taking down three floors and transforming the original children's cram school into today's elementary and middle school tutoring institution.Fortunately, the scale has been expanded this year, otherwise, I really don't know how to get people from Blue Rain.

When I got downstairs, my aunt was already waiting there.

Just as everyone finished introducing themselves, my aunt's cell phone beeped.After answering the phone, she seemed in a hurry to deal with some matters. Before leaving, she asked Huang Shaotian to take everyone for a stroll.

"If you have nothing to do after shopping, you can go to 208 and sit in on your sister Wen's art class." She said.

As soon as his aunt went upstairs, Huang Shaotian came alive in an instant. Although this was the first time he came to the cram school after the expansion, he was not unfamiliar at all. Teacher, I will say hello.

Suddenly, Xu Jingxi pointed to a painting on the corridor and asked, "Young Master Huang, is this you?" Hearing this, everyone surrounded him curiously.

By the time Huang Shaotian saw the frame of the painting clearly, it was too late to tell them not to look at it.He wanted to say that he didn't draw this, but when he just walked over, the names of the authors were marked next to those paintings, he knew that he couldn't explain clearly.

"Hahaha, Young Master Huang, what a feud you have with this girl, she draws you so beautifully, what kind of thing did you draw?" Someone laughed.

Look at these team members, Song Xiaoxiao burst into tears, Zheng Xuan collapsed on the ground leaning against the wall without laughing, the others were no better than these two, even Yu Wenzhou couldn't help laughing .

"When you were ten years old, your paintings were much better than mine." He blushed and defended himself.

Unexpectedly, everyone laughed more happily.

Seeing what he wanted to say, Yu Feng restrained his smile, interrupted Huang Shaotian with a wave, and read the note next to the painting for him: "Author Huang Shaotian brackets, right, brackets. Mu Shiyu, brackets, Left, brackets. 2015."

"Fuck, why did my aunt put the time up! It's over, it's over, the reputation of the Sword Saint I will be ruined, no, if any of you tell this matter, I will never end with you. Damn, sooner or later I will want this picture I stole the painting and hid it at home, and I absolutely must not let others know how bad my art talent is."

Huang Shaotian was going crazy, how could he know that his aunt did such a great job.If the people in the league knew about this, how would they laugh at him?

It was time to laugh, and someone finally remembered the most important question - who is Mu Shiyu?

"A friend who has played with her since she was a child, but now she is studying abroad."