Chapter 603
The boy's name is Wen Lueyan, and he is a science candidate at Luozhou No. [-] High School.

Actually he is not interested in studying, he loves to draw.

Since he was a child, his parents taught him many things in order to cultivate his hobbies, but only painting has been preserved by him for a long time.

Even the reason for being admitted to No. [-] Middle School is actually because it has the best art and sports student resources in the city.

However, what Wen Lueyan was caught off guard was that his parents, who had cultivated his hobby, resolutely opposed him becoming an art student after he entered high school, and forced him to stay in the key cultural class.

"Either the Finance Department of Imperial University, or the Department of Economics of X University."

They ordered him like this, simply using their own ideals to determine his future.

And there was nothing he could do.

Painting has become a luxury.

Become a thief-like unspeakable behavior.

The college entrance examination is coming soon, and his parents are even more disgusted with his painting.

He is used to it now.

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night.

Wen Lueyan finished an English newspaper, searched around but couldn't find the answer, the mother who listened to her son's movements at any time immediately poked her head in,
"What's wrong? What are you looking for?"

Wen slightly closed his eyes speechlessly, and then said,
"I can't find the answer in the English newspaper. I want to estimate the score."

Mother thought for a while and said,

"Go to our room and look for it. I saw that you have too many books to fit here, so I cleared some written test papers and put them in your father's bookcase."

Wen Lueyan then left the bedroom, and as he walked around, he heard the crackling sound of his own bones.

However, in his ears, the sound didn't sound like bamboo growing joints, but more like bones being broken.

Thinking of the boy's lips showing a little mocking smile.

He entered his parents' bedroom and walked directly towards the big bookcase.

After searching for a long time, I finally found the pile of test papers on the bottom floor.

He started rummaging around.

This layer is probably seldom used, and a lot of dust has accumulated, and at the moment he turned it over and threw it out.

Wen Lueyan frowned and sneezed and continued searching.

After a few minutes, he finally pulled out the answer to the English newspaper from the bottom layer. The newspapers were all folded in large sheets. He pulled it out like this, and pulled out another newspaper along the way.

More dust fell from above and scattered in the air one after another.

Holding his English answer, Wen Lueyan glanced across the yellowed old newspaper, but then fixed his eyes and took a closer look at the next second.

In a tofu-sized section at the bottom of the newspaper, the handwriting was blurred and could not be seen clearly under the dim light. Only the outline of a large cruise ship on fire in the picture could barely be seen.

The erosion of the years has made the old pictures of the newspapers gray.

Wen Lueyan just took a look, then rearranged the things, got up and walked out.

He placed the newspaper on top.

As he was leaving, the lights in the room flickered.

Wen Lueyan raised his eyes and walked out without stopping.
"Dad, the light in your room seems to be out."

There was a lot of voices outside the door, and the boy had already left.

Behind him, on the old newspaper on the bottom of the bookcase, the cruise ship on fire suddenly flickered slightly.

It was as if there was a problem with the TV screen, the old gray pictures moved like waves, and then quickly quieted down.

·
"Crack!"

With the director's order, the quiet studio immediately came alive.

Su Yu came out of the bedroom to watch the video playback, while Shen Pianyi stayed aside to chat with the crew in the later stage.

(End of this chapter)

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