The cloud of twin glazed glass rises and falls for you

Chapter 9 The result of the effort is

"Have you...have you ever tried hard, but still can't achieve your goals?"

Mo Li looked at the closed door, recalled what Monet said just now, and was a little dazed. Is it a goal that cannot be achieved?

"What's the matter?" Yi Shi came over with two cups of hot milk, "This kid was a little weird just after eating, did he encounter something unhappy?"

"It's okay, leave it to me." Mo Li took the milk from Yi Shi, "Mom, go to rest, there is work tomorrow, right?" Mo Li gave Yi Shi a reassuring smile.

"Dong dong dong." There was a symbolic knock on the door.

"I want to be alone, don't disturb me for now." Monet replied sullenly with his head buried in his arms.

"Do you think I will be obedient?" Mo Li put the milk on the table.

"..."

"An unattainable goal?"

"Anyway, a genius like my sister must be able to achieve perfection in everything easily, so you can't understand my feelings."

"I'm not you, of course I can't understand your feelings. But... I'm not as powerful as you imagined. I also have times when I feel helpless and powerless, and there are things that I want to work hard to maintain but may fall apart at any time. .”

"Really?" Monet raised his head slightly, "Sister, do you know? When I was young, when I practiced the piano desperately, the teacher asked me why I was so obsessed with the piano, but I could only answer 'because of the way my sister plays the piano. Handsome' for this reason.

Thinking about it now, I was really chasing after my sister back then.However, no matter how hard I try to practice, I can't compare to my sister, you read it once and play it straight away!"

"There are specializations in the art industry, that's all."

"Then sister, you seem to be attacking too much!" The originally depressed mood gradually improved because of wanting to complain.

"So, what are you worrying about this time?"

"It's actually... this." Monet slowly took out a color ink painting from his schoolbag.

"This is... Hey, hey! It's not bad to lazily bask in the sun, it gives people a very warm and comfortable feeling, isn't it good?"

(Note: 'Ouch, Hey' is the name of the little gray cat at home.)
"It's not good, compared with my sister's painting skills..."

"In comparison, isn't it much better? No matter when, never underestimate yourself!"

"You are trying to comfort me."

"Do you think I'm the kind of person who can comfort people? Actually, isn't it obvious?"

Mo Li picked up the painting, "Your paintings are full of strong emotions, as if you have life, and you have inherited your mother's excellent genes, and your imagination is also very rich.

As for me, I am just skillfully using painting skills to draw something without personal emotion, and a work without emotion cannot touch people's hearts, and sometimes it is even worse than a piece of waste paper.

As you should know, I have very little interest in anything, so I can't draw a picture like yours.Even if you achieve your goals again and again, and complete seemingly impossible things time and time again, you still have no interest at all. I can't understand your so-called sense of accomplishment and joy at all. "It seems to be speaking to Monet, and it seems to be talking to himself.

"From this point of view, my sister seems to be much more pitiful than me."

"Yeah, so, what's wrong with this painting?"

"Actually, I want to participate in the painting Olympiad. Our school has a recommended spot. I was already appointed, but the teacher suddenly changed his mind, removed me and appointed another person..."

(End of this chapter)