Poverty story after Tokyo actress

Jiujo knows that although Caihua looks pretty, she always wears glasses, and this glasses greatly lowers her appearance, so that many people don't know how beautiful she is without makeup, and Jiujo is also a flower from the class. The bare face of Ayaka seen in the roster photo.

If it wasn't for his parents suddenly asking him to learn painting to cultivate his sentiments recently, he might not know that this little girl in the class has been studying painting for so long.

And looking at the atmosphere in the studio, Jiujo could feel that, compared to the indistinct crowd of Ayaka in the class, the evaluation of Ayaka in the studio was very high among the teachers.

"If you have half of Caihua's passion for painting, I won't be urging you to become like this every day."

"If you can be as good as Caihua, and don't always whisper in class, you still need to worry about the art test?"

"As a senior, you can't even compare to Ayaka who is younger than you. What? You haven't studied for a short time? Ayaka is younger than you."

Even here in Jiutiao, the teacher said to him every day: "Kutiao, you should learn more about Caihua, and don't mess with those senior brothers."

All in all, I am submissive in my daily study, and I am hard-pressed in art painting. As far as painting is concerned, Caihua is really a pure child of other people's family.

And Jiutiao also saw with his own eyes how Caihua splashed ink freely on the picture quality. Compared with himself who was still clumsily learning to sketch geometry, Caihua had already been able to sketch in color easily, and...don't look at just a junior high school student, most of the high school students in the studio There is no way to compare with it.

Suddenly, he suddenly felt that he understood the scumbags in the class who clamored every day that learning was so difficult. If he allowed himself to get in touch with Caihua's current level of knowledge, he might be no different from those scumbags... maybe worse.

"Then... why did Kujo-san come to learn painting?"

Jiu Tiao, who was thinking in his heart, suddenly heard Caihua's culture, his face was startled, and he quickly replied: "Ah, this is because of parents' request... They say that in today's society, it is not enough to just study well. It’s a good skill, so I was asked to learn painting... Ah... Really, just enroll me in the class without talking to me..."

Speaking of this, Jiujo couldn't help sighing, the feeling of being forced to be arranged by parents is really uncomfortable

"Ah? No, no, no! Although... um... I was a bit blind at first, but I personally yearn for those painters who can paint all kinds of beautiful paintings... I really feel pretty good after learning~ It’s much more interesting than learning mathematics~”

Kujo touched his head and smiled, and his answer made Caihua smile with satisfaction, and said: "Right, drawing is very interesting! I am also very yearning for those masters of painting. I hope I can become an artist in the future." Designer!"

"Art designer?"

"Yes, costume design, architectural design, character design, shape design...these are all art design, and my dream is to become a leader in one of the industries!"

When it comes to art, Caihua changed her usual reticent and introverted posture, and became eloquent, and all kinds of art history and knowledge came to her mouth, so that Kujo, who is usually a top student, really experienced the feeling of being a scumbag.

What is she talking about?I feel so awesome!Has the teacher taught these knowledge?How can I not remember at all?Forget it or not, I don’t remember, but it’s really awesome!

"Do you know who my favorite painter is?"

"Hmm... I don't know..."

"Guess one~"

"Then... I guess Van Gogh is ready..."

Kujo bit the bullet and answered a name, not because of any reason, but because... the only painter Kujo knew about was Van Gogh...

"No, um~ But it's actually very close. My favorite is Monet~ I especially like the interpretation and expression of light in Monet's paintings, the chaotic and orderly, and the blending of colors. It makes people feel happy just looking at it, and copying Monet's paintings is really a kind of enjoyment!"

Caihua excitedly talked about her hobbies to Jiutiao, but seeing Jiutiao's dumbfounded expression, Caihua suddenly realized that Jiutiao was actually a new student, and his family forced him to attend classes, and he probably didn't understand these things at all. thing.

Thinking of this, Caihua suddenly felt a sense of embarrassment and embarrassment, and she said with some embarrassment: "I'm sorry...you don't understand what I said..."

"No, no, no, well...Although I don't have the knowledge in this area, I will take tutoring! Think of it as accumulating knowledge, Miyano-san, just say it, even if I don't know it, I can write it down!"

Saying that, Jiujo reached out and tapped his chest, and Caihua on the teasing side couldn't help laughing.

"Okay, let me continue. Since you mentioned Van Gogh, I will give you a suggestion. If the teacher asks you to copy Van Gogh when you come into contact with colors in the future, don't try to force yourself to be similar, because the picture of Van Gogh The color relationship can not be understood by common sense at all.”

"Although his colors are bright and pure, it looks easy to color, but it is too messy. You must know that when the teacher asked me to copy Van Gogh's paintings for the first time, my whole body collapsed, even I want to tear up the painting..."

The knowledge that Caihua said is not accessible to Jiujo, a painting scum who is still sketching and copying geometry, but when hearing Caihua tell interesting stories about her painting, Jiujo still listens with gusto.

"Miyano-san...you really love painting..."

"Ah? Um... yes." Caihua smiled lightly and nodded.

"Student Caihua, did you learn to paint voluntarily, or did your parents ask you to paint?"

"I voluntarily. When I was in elementary school, my mother and sister took me to the park to play. I met a painter who set up a stall in the park. After watching him for ten minutes, he would be able to draw a lifelike sketch. At that time I thought it was super powerful, so I pestered my mother and sister to let me learn."

"My mother and sister didn't ask any more questions, so they agreed directly, and took me to ask the studio who set up a stall. Hahaha, now it seems that this behavior is quite stupid, because basically those kind of painters don't have the skills to teach others. .But the artist was not offended and gave us some advice."

Hearing Caihua talk about her beginning of painting, Kujo sighed enviously: "Ah... that's great, Miyano-san has such a mother and sister... My parents wouldn't treat me like this... ..."

"Eh? Why? Classmate Jiutiao is so good, parents should be able to agree to whatever you ask, right?"

"It's not that they asked me to come out... In their eyes, they think that the reason why I am outstanding is not because of my hard work, but because of their good education... That is their credit, and it has nothing to do with me..."

"Huh? It's hard to understand..."

"The painting is the same this time... If I learn well, they will not praise me, they will only make me work harder. If I get compliments from others, they will not say that I am diligent and studious, but they will say that they did it at the beginning. What a wise choice..."

"...Then... Jiutiao, haven't you ever resisted?"

"……Had……"

"and then?"

"They will say... We are doing this for your own good, so just give it a try. As long as I try it and it works, they will smile and say that we are right. If it doesn't work... then there is no It's..."

"They don't care whether I want to or not. They just want to make me better and better, but they never think about whether I want to get better or not."

Jiutiao's words made Caihua fall into silence, and she suddenly discovered that Jiutiao, who was so outstanding in front of others, was not glamorous behind her back.She asked curiously: "Then... Jiutiao, do you hate your parents?"

"...I...don't know...I might want to hate...but, I dare not hate..."

Chapter 61 The Squad Leader Without His Own Idea

"Don't dare to hate? Why not? Obviously Kutiao is so good, if I am as good as Kutiao, my mother and sister may want to treat me like a baby, and they will definitely satisfy whatever I want."

"Student Jiutiao, you can be more self-willed. After all, if you really want to do something you love, and you really make up your mind to pursue the thing you love, no one can stop you."

Caihua suggested to Jiutiao that the difference in her family environment made her unable to understand Jiutiao's thoughts and psychology, but she felt that Jiutiao's mentality was really awkward. This kind of trouble is not a problem as long as the mentality is strong enough. I really don't know why Jiutiao is so Tangled...

When Jiujo heard Caihua's suggestion, he didn't suddenly realize or suddenly realized. He just shook his head slightly and explained, "It's because I don't know what I like and why I can fight for it, so I don't dare to hate it..."

"Miyano-san, you are so clear about your future goals. You have your own plans, motivation, and love. But I don't have any of these things about you... I don't know what I like, and I don't have any plans for the future."

"Although the plans given to me by my parents are always without my consent, they did nothing wrong, at least according to their ideas, I will definitely become a successful person in the future, and let me plan by myself... I Don't even know where to start..."

Kutiao's words made Caihua fall into silence. Jiutiao's current situation has exceeded the level that Caihua can understand and end at her age. Even if Caihua is smart and sensible, she can't give Jiutiao any advice.

After all, Jiu Tiao's current problem is that he does not have his own goals and motivation, but goals are not given by others, but set by himself.Caihua can't give Kujo any goals and ideals.

"That's it... Then I have nothing to do... However, Jiutiao is very good at recognizing himself. Many people don't even know why they are troubled, and they can only waste their lives without purpose every day."

Although she couldn't give any advice, Caihua still tried to comfort Kutiao, and Kutiao also smiled slightly at this, and said with a relaxed expression: "Because, I often think, I'm working hard to do what I don't want to do. What."

"And the final answer is that I don't have anything I want to do at all. If I don't do these things, then I am no different from those people who are muddling around. But I don't want to muddle along..."

"Well, it's a good feeling to be able to confide in me. Normally, I can't even say these words."

Seeing Kutiao confide her heart in such a way, Caihua also chuckled, and said: "Then if you have any troubles, Jiutiao, you can tell me."

"Eh?" Caihua's words startled Jiutiao, saying such words...is it a bit too intimate?

And Caihua also noticed the surprise and panic on Jiutiao's face, and realized that what she said just now seemed too ambiguous, and her face couldn't help but become embarrassed.

"Ah! Don't think about it! What I mean is... Anyway, we are all painting in the same studio, so we can chat more in the future." Caihua turned her face away and replied in embarrassment.

And seeing Caihua's reaction, Jiutiao also realized that he was thinking too much, so he quickly apologized.

Looking at Caihua who turned her face away, Kujo can see her eyes without glasses at the moment. Without the glasses to block the brilliance of Caihua's eyes, Jiujo finds that Caihua's glasses are really beautiful, just like the night sky, with a faint glow the blue...

"That... Miyano-san?"

"Ok?"

"Are you nearsighted?"

"...Why do you ask this?" When mentioning this point, Caihua asked with a stiff face.

"Ah... I saw a picture of you without glasses on the roster... I think, Caihua-san, you don't need to wear glasses all the time. You can take off your glasses and take a rest when you have time. Your eyes... very nice."

Kujo muttered in embarrassment, it was the first time he said such a thing to a girl.

And Caihua curled her lips, as if Jiu Tiao's words didn't catch her cold, she lightly helped her glasses frame, and said, "These are not short-sighted glasses, they are plane mirrors. As for why I have to wear a plane mirror... don't you?" Is that an example?"

Caihua's words made Kujo suddenly realize that he realized the offense he had just said, so he apologized again.

Seeing Kujo repeatedly apologizing, Caihua curled her lips and said, "There's no need to apologize, anyway, this kind of thing was common to me when I was in elementary school... That's why I only wore this flat mirror when I was in junior high school."

"When I was in primary school, I also met a little boy who told me that he wanted me to be his wife... After I told my sister about it, she took a broom and chopped that little boy in the street... ..."

"Hmm..." Hearing that Caihua had such a past, Jiutiao suddenly became inexplicably afraid of Caihua's sister.

"I see... Miyano-san, is the reason why you do this so you don't attract attention?"

"Hmm~ It's really troublesome to attract attention..."

"SO gah..."

"It's classmate Jiutiao, as the class monitor, don't you find it troublesome to take care of this and that in the class every day?"

"Of course it's troublesome..." Mentioning this, Jiu Tiao's face collapsed and he complained helplessly: "I have to collect homework, I have to do class work, and there are various requirements from the teacher. Make a statement...is it super troublesome..."

"Then why do it?"

"Didn't you say it before...it's what my parents asked of me..."

"Is that so? That classmate Kutiao really worked hard."

"yes……"

"It's amazing, such an outstanding classmate Kutiao in the class is actually such a person behind his back... I feel a little bit out of luck."

"Isn't Miyano-san the same? She is unknown in the class, but she is actually a painting genius behind her back, hiding her excellence."

"Hahaha~ Looking at it this way, we do have something in common."

"Indeed..." Jiujo nodded with a smile, but his heart was quite complicated.

If possible, he hopes to be more similar. It would be great if he can have firm goals and hobbies like Caihua.He also wants to be able to ignore the expectations and requirements of his parents and do what he wants to do as Caihua said...

"Ah, the front is my home."

Looking at the small bungalows that were getting closer, Caihua pointed to her own house and said to Kujo.

And Jiutiao finally found out where Caihua lived, and he couldn't help being surprised. He suddenly discovered that Caihua's residence was not far from his home, and it might only take 10 minutes to visit.

"So you live here? I didn't know before, my family lives in the neighborhood in front of me." Saying that, Jiutiao pointed to the neighborhood at the end of the road separated by a fence.

"Where? So close?"

"Well, it's not far."

"Then we can play together later."

"Well... I don't have much rest time..."

"Eh? Then your parents squeezed you too hard, right? Workers can even apply for leave for the boss..."

"Well... mainly, I don't have that idea..." Kujo scratched his head helplessly and smiled wryly.

"Oh~ that's it~" the colorful flower glasses murmured, and a thought came to her mind. She showed a sly smile, and bewitched Jiujou: "Then why don't you try to be lazy?"

"Eh? Lazy fishing?"

"Hmm~ People always have to take some time out of their busy schedule to let themselves relax. When you go home now, maybe your parents will ask you to do all kinds of homework and tasks. How tiring, do you want to... go to my house to play? I will take You are healthy~”

Caihua showed a smile like Jiege, although she didn't know who Jiege was.The honest boy Jiutiao was a little afraid to make a decision, he took out his mobile phone and said, "This kind of thing... I think I have to talk to my parents..."

Seeing that Jiu Tiao was still thinking about asking her parents for permission at such a time, a burst of anger suddenly burst from Caihua's chest, and she suddenly thought, why is this class leader so annoying!

"Oh! Why do you ask your parents about everything, and you dare not make decisions, and dare not refute your parents' requests? Why are you so useless! Even my sister, a lazy person who dawdles around every day, is better than you Be assertive!"

"Ah!"

At this moment, Jiang Bai, who was cutting fish fillets in the kitchen, suddenly couldn't help sneezing, and the knife he just started fell down suddenly, and the fish fillets were instantly cut into pieces.

"Suck... hiss, who is missing me?" She sniffed and couldn't help muttering, then looked at the fish pieces that had been cut off by mistake.

"Ah! This...it's a pity..." Miyano Liuli, who was standing next to Jiang Bai to observe his cooking skills, couldn't help saying that it's a pity.

Compared with Jiang Bai's uniform and regular fish fillets, which are as thin as cicada's wings, this piece of fish is so thick and clumsy. If it is a patient with obsessive-compulsive disorder, it may be thrown away directly.

"Huh? It's okay, mom, this kind of fish block is still remedied, you see, I will show you..." Jiang Bai waved his hand indifferently, and then started his own operation, only to see that she cut the fish block crosswise, Cicada-thin butterfly fish fillets separated from the fish chunks.

For the remaining piece of fish, Jiang Bai cut it horizontally again, but this time she did not cut it through, but cut it to the end and closed the knife, then turned the small fish piece along the cut mark, and the fish piece instantly changed. It became a fillet.

"Oh! Sri Lanka! Is there such a method?"

"Hmm. You can also use this method to expand the fish fillet if you encounter a fish that is too narrow to cut big enough."

"Oh! I understand, I understand!" Miyano Ruri nodded emphatically as if she had learned it. Regardless of whether she will or not, it is always right to say that she has learned it.