"You two are so rude. Before Zhong Yue could speak, he just opened it up to speak in his own words?"

Zhang Zichao said with a smile: "Teacher Li, Zhong Yue said that it was a gift given to our whole class. We must not check it?"

Zhong Yue smiled and said, "Look."

Open the scroll.

It is a green landscape painting given to Teacher Li.

"Well, it's a Chinese painting, it's a good thing."

Teacher Li stood up unexpectedly, "Old Wang, aren't you a little research on Chinese painting? Look, how is this painting?"

Zhang Zichao said: "With the financial resources of Zhong Yue, I guess I spent hundreds of dollars to buy it from the street stall in Chenghuang Temple, right?"

"Zhang Zichao, don't talk nonsense." The math teacher who has always been serious in his face pushed his presbyopia, "It's all a classmate, and you're sarcastic when you come in. What are you doing? Show off!"

"Teacher Wang, I..."

Lao Wang snorted coldly, "We have been together for three years. Now that we are going to get together, we should save face for each other, so why should we be so aggressive?"

"Teacher Wang, this... I ordered this hotel today, and I didn't complain at all." After all, Zhang Zichao was a naughty man, so he told the story directly at the hotel.

"Okay, Lao Wang, all students are kind-hearted. Don't exaggerate yourself."

Teacher Wang, wearing a white shirt, took the painting, "It's someone who looks down on others! Otherwise, what am I going to compete with? Although I have low appreciation ability, I have certain eyesight. I dare not say 1,000 yuan on the market. Three thousand yuan per picture is definitely something that many people want. I didn't say it just now and wanted to receive such expensive gifts. Isn't it not appropriate? Who knows that there are still people who are sarcastic at the edge of it?"

"Okay, OK, everyone sit down. It's okay, classmates, don't care. Your Teacher Wang is just not going well at work and treats you all as children, so I vented to you. Zhang Zichao, I forgot about this. In the past, you Teacher Wang was punished to stand at the window in nine out of ten days, right? Haha..."

The head teacher is worthy of being the head teacher. As the atmosphere was so moved, everyone's tense expressions relaxed. Old Cheng kept patting Zhang Zichao on the shoulder, reminding him that he was being troubled.

Zhong Yue handed a mahogany scroll to Teacher Cheng and said, "Teacher, thank you for your care for me over the past three years. This one was specially drawn by the student for you."

Lao Cheng's mediation is worthy of being first-class. Whether it is between teachers, teachers and students, or between students, the short time has been resolved, and he smiled and said, "Oh? Did you give it to me specifically? Come on, Lao Wang, Zhong Yue painted it for me specially, please show it. Is it better or worse than yours?"

Lao Wang, who was full of anger, wanted to confront this incompetent student, but was attracted by Lao Cheng and his attention was also on Lao Cheng's painting.

"I'll take a look."

All the students around came around.

"Zhong Yue, did you draw it?"

Lao Cheng paused his hand with the scroll, and then he remembered the most important message in the words just now, "What did you draw? Could it be that the descendant of Zhong Yao and the genius of calligraphy and painting mentioned in the newspaper, is it really you?"

I was shocked when I talked about newspaper headlines before, but I was completely joking.

"Teacher Cheng, what front page headlines did you say? I'm all confused."

Teacher Zhang, who was standing beside him, was also confused.

"I saw the genius of calligraphy and painting in the newspaper that day. The calligraphy was written very well, and I heard that it was amazing."

Listening to Teacher Cheng's speech, the classmates around him were like a fantasy, with a look of disbelief on his face. Ye Xiaoqian looked at Zhong Yue with shock in her eyes. She still remembered the figure who was practicing calligraphy in a small shop in the county, carrying ink and rice paper.

Ye Xiaoqian remembers that Zhang Zi on the side is supernatural and also remembers it very clearly.

He seemed to have said that if Zhong Yue could have a promising future, his name would be written in reverse.

Super mentally retarded?

"The World of Peaches and Plums" slowly unfolds.

The onlookers exclaimed!

"Wow! This painting is so spectacular!"

Teacher Wang narrowed his eyes and looked carefully before drawing the paper.

"It's so good to draw! It's so good to draw! Lao Cheng, I'll make a deal with you. How about changing our paintings?"

Teacher Cheng and Lao Wang have been in class for many years. "I think beautifully. This is specially drawn by Zhong Yue for me. I don't change it. Hello, don't get so close, my saliva will flow to the painting."

"Ha ha……"

I was amused by Lao Cheng's jokes and laughed.

However, Zhang Zichao, who was sitting on pins and needles, couldn't laugh at all. Seeing everyone's happy look, his hands were so angry that he was trembling.

I wanted to show off my own popularity, but I didn’t expect that I would set up a stage to perform, but instead played a supporting role for this "old rival"!

The chatting and laughing around made Zhang Zicha feel like a sarcasm.

"You eat slowly, we older people have to go back to bed early."

"Teacher Cheng, it's the weekend tomorrow."

Teacher Cheng took the painting given by Zhong Yue and smiled and said, "On the weekend, are we the senior high school students there? Today is the one who sneaked out of the school. Although there is no morning self-study tomorrow morning, the class still needs to be held. You are on weekends when you work, and the school students have not started. The kids we are taking, like you two years ago, are all new senior high school students, and they are all ready to sprint."

Everyone took the teacher outside the hotel and left again.

"Zhong Yue, I can't tell you. He actually hides such a skill. Why didn't you show off your skill in high school?"

Zhong Yue smiled and said, "Isn't it because I'm busy studying in high school?"

"That's right, hey, no! When our class made a blackboard newspaper, you didn't help?" The propaganda committee member was a little shady girl and pretended to be angry.

"Okay, okay, I will punish myself for three cups, and I will punish myself for three cups."

“Haha~~”

Everyone was talking and laughing in the private room, but the teacher left, but the atmosphere was brought up. The students who had not seen each other for a year all talked about interesting things for the past year.

"Really? Zhong Yue, do you really want to go to East China Academy of Fine Arts?"

"yes."

"I heard that there are many beautiful girls in East China Academy of Fine Arts, A Yue, please take it carefully."

"Go and go, Zhong Yue is going to study further, unlike you. When you were studying, you really want to make money and have no ability."

"Old squad leader, what you said is hurtful, haha..."

Zhong Yue smiled and said, "I just go over as an exchange student. If I don't go out, I don't know what level they are. It's like a frog in a well. This is not good. I just mess around in the valley, so I study humbly."

"A Yue, you are pretending a little too much. If you are so humble, can we still be friends? I didn't hear Teacher Wang's eyes straightened just now, and I just praised you for your good painting."

Zhang Zichao, who was standing beside him, suddenly stood up and said intoxicatedly: "Yes. Zhong Yue, since you are so good at drawing and so many classmates are holding you, why not draw something casually on the spot to help you liven up?"

As soon as these words were said, the laughter around gradually stopped.

What's the meaning?

Draw something to help you liven up? Is this person’s brain ill?

Zhong Yue smiled and said, "Okay, no problem. But Zhang Zichao, everyone is so happy. If you make somersaults to help you, I will paint to help you to be amused."
Chapter completed!