Why do you still need to roll up after being reborn?

Chapter 45 Jiang Yan’s plan (second update)

The boy stuttered and narrated confusingly, but after everyone frowned and listened, they still understood the cause and effect.

The boy is a liberal arts student in the second year of high school. He likes the school beauty Deng Tao, who is in the third year of high school. In fact, it can be said that he has a secret love. This is not surprising. As a school beauty, it is normal for Deng Tao to have several admirers from his classmates.

Everyone also knew that she was good at painting. She once made a private bet to get the painting from her senior sister. However, she didn't get it openly. However, two of them secretly watched the school's studio and discovered that Deng Tao was often dissatisfied with a painting. Just tear it up and throw it in the trash.

Someone once picked up her painting from the trash can.

That day in the woods behind the school cafeteria, the boy saw Deng Tao holding the painting and looking at it for a long time. Then he tore it up without hesitation and threw it into two nearby trash cans.

After she left, the boy went to dig through the trash can, but unfortunately half of it was soaked by the rotten food. He only dug out the half that could be seen clearly, so he took it home and wiped it carefully and put it together, and then used transparent Tape on.

Originally, he secretly put half of the painting in his schoolbag, but he accidentally took it out when he was getting something after class today, and was then seen by two naughty boys in the class, who laughed and passed it around.

It happened that Teacher Xiao Wang went to his class to find a relative student of his. As soon as he entered the door, he saw half of the painting falling lightly at his feet.
After the boy finished speaking, there was silence in the office.

The head teacher of Class [-]'s face turned red and he was almost bleeding from embarrassment. He was too embarrassed to look at Teacher Fang now.As for Deng Tao, he didn't want to look at it at all.

He is now thinking about how to solve this matter.

As a class teacher, he didn't want to give up on any student in the class. What's more, Deng Tao's grades were so excellent. Even if she didn't take the art path, she could still get into a good school.

But he also knew that she had a high heart, and she looked down on ordinary universities.

But now is obviously not the time to think about this. The vicious consequences of the incident have already been caused. Song Jiawen is definitely not able to participate in the competition. He wants Teacher Fang to make the big issue less serious and give Deng Tao a chance.

"Teacher Fang"

"He lied!"

The moment the class teacher of Class [-] spoke, Deng Tao suddenly opened her mouth and shouted. She raised her finger and pointed at the boy, looked at the class teacher, her eyes were red, and her voice was extremely aggrieved, "Teacher, I don't know him at all, he is slandering me."

The boy looked up at Deng Tao and faced Teacher Xiao Wang, feeling equally aggrieved, "I didn't."

He wasn't an art student, so he didn't even know who the painting belonged to, so why did he steal it?
And he still has a crush on her, so how could he slander her?

This Senior Sister Deng seemed to be different from what he saw and imagined.At this moment, Deng Tao's angel wings in his heart suddenly disappeared, and the colorful clothes on his body disappeared. He fell to the mortal world and became just like the disgraced girls in the class.

Teacher Fang looked at Deng Tao coldly, "You just said that I have no evidence and you just believe it. Now that you have witnesses, you are saying that others are slandering you. What? Are you a fairy? Are two of them against you? They are all unjust. you?"

This barely tells you who you think you are.

Deng Tao had never been humiliated like this before. His face turned pale and he bit his lip as if he was about to cry.

But Teacher Fang stopped paying attention to her. She stood up with the painting and said to the head teacher of Class [-], "I will report this matter to the principal. I will let the school decide how to deal with it. If you have any objections, Teacher Huang, you can go to the principal." "

After saying that, Teacher Fang turned around and walked out the door, calling Teacher Xiao Wang and the boy together.

Soon only the head teacher of Class [-] and Deng Tao were left in the art office.

Deng Tao was now cold and trembling slightly. Two lines of tears fell down her cheeks. She looked at the class teacher with a hint of hope. "Teacher" the class teacher of Class [-] was very tired. He looked at Deng Tao in confusion. , she is obviously a very smart girl, but why do she do such stupid things?

Do you think your life is too smooth?
He waved his hand feebly, "I'll give you leave. Go home and explain it to your dad to see how this matter is going to be handled."

His meaning was very clear. If Teacher Fang reported it to the principal, then the matter would have to be handled according to the school's regulations. As the head teacher, he could plead for mercy. It might have some effect, but it wouldn't be too big.

The crux of the matter is that he must be willing to plead.

But it was obvious that he no longer wanted to care about this matter. Although in the end, as the head teacher, he could not shirk this responsibility, he could shirk it a little bit. He really didn't want to interfere at all.

Deng Tao was not stupid, so he naturally understood what the head teacher meant.

Finally, Deng Tao left the school in despair.

At the same time, Song Jiawen, who was involved, knew nothing about the matter. She had even forgotten about participating in the painting competition. Only when Jiang Yan asked about it did she mention the crucial point of the competition, "One There is a bonus of 5000 yuan for the first prize.”

Jiang Yan raised his eyebrows, "Oh, that's quite a lot. On top of that, you sold ten paintings at the Landscape Gallery."

Song Jiawen turned her head and said, "Why do I think you are so weird when you say this?"

Jiang Yan refused to admit it.

The day before yesterday, Sunday, he accompanied her to Song Qingping's place. The peony and bee picture had been bought by someone, and Huang Kai gave her the 500 yuan he received.

Song Jiawen was very wise and painted two more paintings in the studio of Shanshui Gallery that day, but she said that she only had money for one and sold the other to the gallery.

Jiang Yan felt very distressed when he heard this. Sister, don't you know how famous you will be in the future?
If nothing else, just hang your painting in this little crappy gallery and it will become popular immediately.

Afterwards, Jiang Yan wondered whether he should ask Song Jiawen to give him a few paintings?
Of course he doesn't sell it, he collects it.

After thinking about it, he felt that this method was very feasible. Before Song Jiawen became famous, he would collect a dozen or twenty of her paintings. When she became famous later, he would sell them in due course.

Use the money from selling paintings to buy about ten houses and rent them out, so that you can make money even while lying down.

He doesn't even have to manage her gallery anymore.

Oops, why didn't I think of such a shortcut before?
Jiang Yan was so excited that he just wanted to slap his thigh. However, when he said this to Song Jiawen, the girl refused.

"Why?" Our relationship should be pretty good, right? It's just a painting, so stingy?

But Song Jiawen said righteously, "The Chinese paintings I paint outside are basically for sale. I would feel bad giving it to you. After all, 500 yuan is my food expenses for several months; but if I sell it to you, I will I’m not too embarrassed to accept money from you. I’m in a dilemma, so why do you have to ask for my paintings?”

Really unsightly!
There are two things Song Jiawen didn't mention. You don't know how to appreciate paintings, so why do you want them?A waste of natural resources.

Or you can make money by selling it, but why are you so embarrassed to make money by selling my paintings?

Really, Song Jiawen saved face for him by not clarifying these two points with him.

　It's too late, it's too late. I was asked by my friends to go out for dinner in the morning, went shopping in the afternoon, and ate again in the evening. It's almost a waste!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)