I'm afraid I'm not interested in love

Chapter 115 Streamer
"You mean I was wrong from the first question?"

Xu Yang covered his face and said in pain.

Lin Tong nodded with some sympathy.

"Step into the trap and you'll be sure."

Su Chengyi made another stab in a calm tone.

"Now that you are in the second model, you still have the last chance to step on the trap in the third model. If you don't change, you will be finished."

After Han Bing had laughed enough, he became rarely serious.

"Hey Xu Yang, you don't want to go to college without it, right? We will all go to college by then, and you will still be repeating your studies in No. [-] Middle School."

Xu Yang sighed heavily, as if unwilling to face this terrible possibility.

Su Chengyi looked at his droopy eyes and asked for him:
"Han Bing, where are you going to go to college?"

Han Bing didn't expect Su Chengyi to ask such a question. He was stunned for a moment and replied:
"There is a high probability that I will stay in Tang'an City. There is no hope for Tang University, and there is a high probability that I will go to Normal University."

Su Chengyi nodded and didn't answer any more.

He can only help here. Tang'an Sports University is also very famous, and the Normal University is next door, so the score is not low.

"But the main thing is that I want to be with Mianmian. It depends on where she wants to go. I think she might go to the capital."

Han Bing was still thinking seriously about Cao Cao's arrival. Chu Qingmian carried her things and hurriedly ran out of the teaching building.

"Sorry, sorry, I'm late. Have you been waiting for a long time?"

"soon."

Su Chengyi replied, taking the bag from Chu Qingmian's hand.

"What's this for?"

Xu Yang pulled it open curiously. There were only a few pieces of drawing paper and printed information inside.

Chu Qingmian sighed and said feebly:

"Teacher Wang Tingting gave it to me. It's the [-]th anniversary of the founding of the school. She asked me to draw a painting that will be exhibited in a few days."

"Why do I need you to draw?"

Logically speaking, this kind of work would not be done by students who are about to take the college entrance examination.

After listening to her words, Su Chengyi casually pulled out a piece of information to read.

The title is: "The [-]th Anniversary of the Founding of Tang'an No. [-] Experimental Middle School."

The content is all about the history of the school, the honors it has received, and the representatives of outstanding teachers and students. Why is there my name on it?

Su Chengyi frowned. All the awards he had received from various competitions sent by the school were recorded on it.

There were some substandard pheasant races among them.

I knew I would not go.

"What are you talking about? Mianmian's paintings are beautiful and she has won awards."

What Han Bing said made Su Chengyi somewhat unexpected.

"You can still draw?"

"Oh, I'm not really good at it. I haven't studied it formally, I'm just interested. The teacher asked me to draw because I painted the ones commemorating the founding of the school in the first two years. When it's on display, the ones from the past three years will be put together. It would be a bit abrupt if there was a sudden substitution."

Chu Qingmian waved her hand and put all the information back into the bag.

"Don't listen to her modesty. She's really beautiful. I'll find you a few pictures for you to look at. I have a photo album on my phone to store Mianmian-related things."

Han Bing started rummaging through his phone.

"No! There are so many dark photos of me in your album!"

Chu Qingmian hurriedly stood in front of Han Bing. She randomly pulled out a photo and handed it to Su Chengyi.

"Look at this, it was painted recently."

Su Chengyi took the phone and enlarged the picture to take a closer look. He was really surprised at this sight.

The elements are very common, namely the starry sky and the moon.

When talking about this, what may pop up in everyone's mind is Van Gogh's handed down work "Starry Moon Night". In comparison, Chu Qingmian's painting is not an impressionist painting, and the color combination is much more monotonous, far from being gorgeous and smart. style.

It's more like it was copied from the night sky on a certain day.

But it is not a rigid and rigid picture. The landing point of each star is quite aura and scattered around the moon.

Su Chengyi thought about what the different colors of these stars were meant to express.

Seeing that he was looking at him so seriously, Chu Qingmian suddenly felt a little embarrassed and reached out to take the phone back.

"Well, I drew this after I went to Lin Tong's house to play that day, because the stars that day were very beautiful, and I wanted to preserve them in this way."

The moment the phone screen was pulled away, Su Chengyi suddenly understood.

Chu Qingmian is not painted from the perspective of looking up at the stars, but more like she is standing among the stars.Therefore, the stars are far away and near, and they shine and fade, echoing the moon as the center of the whole painting.

It's really clear and imaginative.

May I be like a star, like a moon, night and night.

"It's very beautiful. I want to see the real thing."

Su Chengyi praised him heartily.

"Hey, if you like it, I'll draw one for you next time. What kind of painting do you like?"

Classmate Chu Qingmian was so praised that she was a little elated.

"Let's complete the task of celebrating the centenary of the founding of the school first. Speaking of which, do you really have so much time to paint? It looks like you will take a long time to paint this one."

Chu Qingmian's elation instantly turned into a calm state of mind after hearing this disappointing chatter.

"You have time! Why worry about this! I will give you a hundred paintings. You should hurry up and clear out all the bedsides, desks, and cabinets, and prepare to put my paintings!"

"it is good."

The bottom of the water rippled again because of this word.

Back home, Su Chengyi looked at his empty bedside thoughtfully.

It does seem like something is missing.

Even though he was consciously arranging the items in his home, even if he put out all these knick-knacks, the whole room still looked empty.

What takes up the most space are the comic books in the bookcase.

Su Chengyi took out a few books and flipped through them. They were basically the three major migrant workers comics.

After traveling back in time, he already knew the endings of two of them, and only "One Piece" was still being updated.

The ending of "Naruto" is not satisfactory.

In comparison, the ending of "Bleach" is so outrageous that even if he were to spoil it for others now, no one would believe it.

I have the urge to send the author several large boxes of blades.

"Ding dong."

Just when I was helplessly immersed in my anger towards the author, my cell phone rang at the right time.

Chen Jinzhi: “I feel like my math test was just average.”

Su Chengyi put the comic books back in order.

She actually took the initiative to send a message about this, and she was indeed a little nervous.

But according to Su Chengyi's previous deduction, what felt unstable was actually stable.

So he relaxed and said back:
"If you don't feel very good about the questions this time, it means you did well in the exam."

"Really? I'm in the seventh examination room, and too many people have handed in their papers in advance. I thought the questions were very simple, so I'm a little nervous."

What a coincidence, isn't it? Xu Yang is in the seventh examination room.

“Don’t write your own answers just because everyone else has handed in their papers.”

Su Chengyi thought for a while and replied.

As Chen Jinzhi walked on the way home, the light of the setting sun gradually converged and the glow was soft.

She looked at the message on the screen, and her tense mood that had been tense all day suddenly relaxed briefly.

Unfortunately, as soon as the corners of her mouth raised a little, she realized that she had already arrived downstairs.

Hidden among the densely packed tube buildings is an old and dilapidated three-story building.

I don’t know how it was preserved back then.

It’s strange. When I was a child, I thought this place was bigger and more beautiful than the castle in Disney cartoons.

When did it become like this?

Chen Jinzhi leaned against the door in silence and waited for a while. When the sharp Chinese-Korean bilingual yelling of the woman inside and the sound of breaking glass stopped, she opened the door and walked in.

The smile at the corner of his mouth had completely disappeared at some point.

"I am back."

What she responded to was another wave of beatings and yells.

Chen Jinzhi placed his schoolbag on the only intact stool in the living room as usual, turned around and picked up the broom in the corner and began to clean up the scattered glass fragments on the floor.

The empty beer bottle left by the man had probably been smashed by the aunt.

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