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Chapter 448 I want to see Xiao Chengzi draw

Xia Youyou quickly understood.

Aunt Chen couldn't let go of Xiao Chengzi's dead father.

Have been away for so many years, still can not forget it?
correct!Just now, Xiao Chengzi said that Aunt Chen was sick all over?
Could it be that when he asked Aunt Chen if he was okay before, the "hmm" he answered was just perfunctory?

Xia Youyou was about to ask, when the head teacher walked into the classroom, pressed the name list in his hand, and read the names one by one.

When it came to Xu Cheng, the head teacher looked at the boy who raised his hand for a while, and then nodded appreciatively.

It turned out that he was Xu Cheng!

The teacher thought to himself: Not only did he study well, but he was also very talented in painting. Now he is well-known in the oil painting circle. The current painting even sold for [-] pounds at a charity auction!
He is only 13 years old this year, but his painting level makes many adult painters feel inferior.The paintings are bright and bold in color, yet harmonious and beautiful, and have been acquired by many collectors.

What's even more amazing is that Xu Cheng's mother was hospitalized because of illness, and all the expenses were earned by Xu Cheng himself.

After learning about his situation, the school decided to waive his tuition fees.

But on the phone, Xu Cheng only responded with one sentence, "I don't need to be pitied, and you don't need to make an exception for me."

When teacher Ding Jun learned that he was going to be Xu Cheng's head teacher, he was excited for a while. He felt that he was lucky to be able to teach such a strong and intelligent child.

Everyone introduced themselves, and when it was Xu Cheng's turn, he wrote his name on the blackboard and returned to his seat.

The students exclaimed, "Wow, the handwriting he wrote is so beautiful, it's like an art signature, so beautiful."

Naturally, Ding Jun also thinks he is pretty, but he just hopes that he can talk more about himself, "Student Xu Cheng, you only wrote your name, but you haven't introduced yourself yet?"

"I have nothing to introduce."

"I know Xu Cheng is very good at drawing. Don't you want to share with us about these things? Why don't you come on stage and show us? How about it?"

Xu Cheng frowned. He thought the head teacher was annoying.

The applause of the people around him seemed to be watching a clown. He felt like a monkey led by a monkey trainer on the street.

Before that, his paintings were recommended by his oil painting teacher.

One of the oil paintings of a woman against the light, with raised lips and tears in her eyes, was beautiful and moving, and was photographed for [-] pounds.

An economic company learned about his mother's long-term hospitalization, and wanted to package him, set him up as a character, let him sell badly, and make money...

Xu Cheng refused without even thinking about it. He was filled with disgust and disgust. He felt that the people around him were extremely worldly and stupid.

Lying on the bed alone, staring at the ceiling, often thinking, what is the purpose of life?Obviously no one understands themselves, everyone just wants to consume others, or be consumed by others.

If it wasn't for his mother still alive, he needed to take care of her.He may have been too lazy to live.Because...it doesn't make any sense at all.

Now, he feels the same for teachers and classmates.

They are curious about him, and then want to watch the excitement, which is disgusting.

Just as he was about to reply sarcastically, "I have to pay for my paintings, teacher, can you afford this price?", the cuffs were pulled down by the girl beside her.

Xia Youyou whispered, "I really want to see Xiao Chengzi draw."

The little girl's black hair was rubbed with a layer of gold by the light and shadow.

There was faintly a bookish air between her brows and eyes. She had just cried, her eyelashes were stained with mist, and her beautiful eyes were as clear as two deep pools.

I don't know why, but when he met her gaze, Xu Cheng's hostility seemed to crash into a cloud, and disappeared without a trace.

(End of this chapter)