On the first day in Yan City, Qiangqiang was beaten up again.

After dinner, Uncle Xia and his family went to rest. At around four o'clock, the energetic Qiangqiang woke up first, so Xia Mian took him on a bike to the Academy of Fine Arts to pick up Xiaofeng.

As Xiaofeng grew older, Professor Zhu's requirements for his painting skills gradually increased. Although he went to the class every other day during last summer vacation, he basically only attended half a day of classes each time. This summer vacation, he will have a full day of classes.

Professor Zhu lived in the small blue brick building assigned to professors by the Huaguo Academy of Fine Arts. He wasn't there when Xia Mian went. Professor Zhu's wife said with a smile, "Go pick up Xiao Feng and go to the studio. His senior brother has taken him away."

Xia Mian was not surprised. Professor Zhu had a lot to do and was recently involved in the design of new banknotes. Xiao Feng often hung out with his senior brothers and sisters. He spent the most time with his eldest brother Sun Shuming, because Sun Shuming was also an associate professor at the Academy of Fine Arts, and Xiao Feng was often taken to his studio by him.

Xia Mian went to the teaching building with Qiangqiang again. The studio where Sun Shuming taught was on the first floor. It was an old-fashioned building, and Xia Mian could have a clear view of the studio from the window outside.

She saw Xiao Feng at a glance because the little guy was so conspicuous.

It wasn't because he was the only kid in the class, but because he was sitting on a chair on the podium like a little teacher, surrounded by a few students, not knowing what he was doing.

Xia Mian didn't rush in, but watched what they were playing through the window. Qiangqiang simply moved a brick and stepped on it, and also stuck his head out of the window.

Xiao Feng didn't notice them, but smiled at the students in front of him.

I originally thought he was acting as a model, but I saw the students surrounding him suddenly put their hands together and bowed to him, then put a candy or a chocolate into the small box in his hand, muttered something silently, and then dispersed one by one.

This cult-like ritual left Xia Mian completely confused: What kind of activity is this?

Until a more lively boy came forward, made several exaggerated greeting gestures, and shouted, "God of Painting, bless me! I can pass this time!"

Then he took out a handful of candy and placed it in Xiao Feng's paper box. "This is my tribute. Please accept it, God of Painting! Please bless my painting to pass the exam!"

Xiao Feng was so amused by him that her mouth opened wide, and she kept laughing while shaking her legs.

The boy said excitedly, "See? The God of Painting is smiling! I'm sure I'll pass this time!"

The students below said, "Wei Yuanhang, be quiet. Do you want to call Professor Sun over?"

aestivation:……

Is it really a superstitious activity?

Qiangqiang stared at the box in Xiaofeng's hand and said enviously, "Miangu, does Xiaofeng get so many candies every day when she comes to paint?"

"Of course not," Xia Mian laughed and pulled him, "Let's go pick him up."

When the two of them walked to the teacher's door, they happened to meet Sun Shuming coming out of the office with a cup of tea. Seeing Xia Mian, he smiled and said, "I guess it's time for you to come pick up Xiao Feng."

Xia Mian was about to speak when he saw Sun Shuming making a gesture to keep quiet, but he was still discovered by the classmate who was keeping watch.

Xia Mian watched from the window at the back door as the tall boy in the first row quickly carried Xiao Feng down and placed him in front of the child's small easel;

The other boy quickly put the candies, chocolates and other things in his box into his small schoolbag.

Xiao Feng cooperated with them obediently throughout the whole process, and quickly picked up the paintbrush as if he was painting. It was obvious from his skill that this was not his first time.

Xia Mian was watching from outside, not knowing whether to laugh or cry. Sun Shuming also laughed and scolded, "Every day, you don't work hard normally, and now you're acting weird."

He walked into the classroom, looked at Xiao Feng who was pretending to be nice, and said, "Xiao Feng, your aunt is here to pick you up."

Xiao Feng's eyes lit up and he turned to look outside the door.

Xia Mian waved at him, and Qiangqiang also jumped and waved.

Xiao Feng saw that he reacted for a moment, and when he recognized it was Qiangqiang, he was immediately overjoyed and quickly lowered his head to start packing up the drawing board.

The girl next to him helped him pack his things. Xiao Feng ran out with her schoolbag in one hand and her drawing board in the other, and said happily, "Auntie, Brother Qiangqiang!"

Xia Mian took the thing from his hand and said with a smile, "Are you enjoying the painting?"

Xiao Feng tilted her head back and nodded, "Everyone hand in your homework today."

No wonder.

It turns out that no matter what era, college students will engage in feudal and superstitious activities before exams and major assignments.

Sun Shuming touched his head and said, "Tell your aunt to keep all the candies when you get home. Don't eat them secretly, or you'll get a toothache."

Xiao Feng subconsciously looked back at the students, his eyes wide open, with an expression that said, "What should I do if I'm discovered?"

His brothers and sisters were all melted by his cuteness. They were just joking. Of course they knew that Professor Sun acquiesced, otherwise they would have been scolded the first time.

But the little guy was serious. Xiao Feng glanced at them, then turned around and waved mysteriously at Sun Shuming.

Sun Shuming leaned over and listened to the little guy whisper in his ear, "Big Brother, if the brothers and sisters are in a good mood, they can draw well."

Sun Shuming paused for a moment, then patted his head and said with a smile, "Okay, Big Brother, I understand. I won't scold them."

Watching Xiao Feng skipping away, Sun Shuming walked into the classroom. Wei Yuanhang asked curiously, "Professor, what did Xiao Feng say to you?"

Sun Shuming smiled and said, "You told me not to scold you. Praying to the gods can make you feel good, and when you feel good, you can paint well."

"Don't you feel guilty about letting a child trick you into drawing?"

Everyone was stunned. Wei Yuanhang covered his chest and said with emotion, "I always thought we were just teasing him, but it turns out that it was Xiao Feng teasing us? Woo woo woo..."

Although he was just joking, he was telling the truth, and the students were surprised and touched.

Sun Shuming scolded with a smile, "Why don't you hand in your homework to me quickly? Just because of Xiaofeng's good intentions, how can you not draw well?"

Xia Mian didn't expect that Xiao Feng was painting in the studio and also responsible for coaxing students. She thought he was cute and warm-hearted, and no matter how much she loved him, it would never be enough.

Qiangqiang, however, didn't have so many thoughts. He was only thinking about the candies and chocolates in Xiaofeng's schoolbag. "Do you collect so many every day?"

Xiao Feng opened the bag and let him choose. "No, they give it to me when they have a lot of homework."

Seeing Qiangqiang's hesitation, the child took out a chocolate and a candy and gave them to him, "These two are delicious."

Then he put the others away, "Don't eat too much, it will give you a toothache. Just take two a day."

Qiangqiang said, "Then so many will go bad."

"It won't go bad." Xiao Feng said, "Aunt Huizhu, Brother Chenchen, give the rest to Ding Sijin. Her grandmother can eat more."

Qiangqiang didn't know who Ding Sijin was, so he started to worry again, "How can we divide such a small amount?"

Xiao Feng smiled and said, "Aunt Huimei is getting married, and there's a lot of candy at home."

Qiangqiang's eyes lit up and he felt relieved.

Xia Mian rode a 28-meter-long backpack, carrying a child on each side and a child on the back, and returned home. Mao Huizhu had already returned with Mao Zhishan.

Mao Huizhu made a guest appearance as a little girl in the crew today, and she still had makeup on her face. Usually at times like this, she would keep her makeup on until before going to bed at night.

Seeing Xia Mian and the others arrive home, she trotted over to greet them, raising her chin proudly.

Xia Mian smiled and said, "Oh, she's pretty. What are you performing today?"

Huizhu pretended to be casual and showed her makeup to Qiangqiang, whom she met for the first time. "It's okay, playing the role of a young lady."

Qiangqiang was indeed attracted by her. He jumped out of the car and looked at Xia Mian in confusion.

Huizhu and Qiangqiang are two people who are well-known to each other but are actually unfamiliar with each other. The last time they met was more than four years ago.

Xia Mian carried Xiao Feng down and said to Qiang Qiang, "This is your Aunt Hui Zhu."

"Huizhu, this is Qiangqiang. You are the host, please treat him well."

Mao Huizhu probably hasn't gotten over her role as the eldest daughter yet. She stood straight and nodded reservedly, "Don't worry."

Xia Mian was amused to death by her. Watching the three children run out, Xia Mian suddenly thought of something and quickly walked into the main room.

Sure enough, I saw that Uncle Xia and his family all looked like they were dreaming.

When Xia Chuan saw Xia Mian coming in, he widened his eyes and accused her, "Xia Mian, you are really good at hiding things. Long Wentian is really played by your uncle!"

"When I asked you, you said no."

"Don't accuse me," Xia Mian said, "I didn't say it wasn't true. I said maybe it was, but you didn't believe it."

Xia Chuan thought about it carefully and found that it was true.

Xia He still had an expression of disbelief, "So my uncle is really a big star?"

Xia Hai still felt it was unreal, "We can see uncle on TV every day."

Mao Zhishan's unique appearance makes his acting career relatively smooth, and his age is there. Which TV series does not have middle-aged and elderly supporting roles?

There is relatively little competition for this kind of supporting role, and he is particularly good-looking. After he starred in several dramas, he has been offered film contracts continuously.

It has always been lukewarm, but it is also familiar to the people.

As they were talking, Mao Zhishan came in with a plate of lychees, and everyone, including Uncle Xia, sat up straight unconsciously.

After all, in the eyes of ordinary people, celebrities are different from ordinary people.

"Second brother, Zhishan, please don't be so polite." Uncle Xia said politely.

Mao Zhishan smiled gently, "Brother, these are lychees from the south, flown in by air. I specially shared some with my colleagues. Try them, they're very sweet."

Mao Huizhu ran in, hugged his legs tightly and said, "Dad, I want to eat lychees too."

Mao Zhishan laughed and said, "I'll leave it for you. Go ask your second sister for it."

Mao Huilan also called out from outside, "Dad, does this pineapple need to be soaked in salt water?"

"Yeah." Mao Zhishan said, "Dad will do it later." Then he went out.

Uncle Xia's family collectively breathed a sigh of relief. Xia Hai said, "When facing the children, I actually recognized my uncle again."

"The changes are really huge." Xia Chuan said to Xia Mian slyly, "When my uncle first came in, I thought my second aunt had changed my uncle because she had become rich after opening a factory."

It is understandable. After all, the gentle, handsome, confident and generous Mao Zhishan today is completely different from the frosted, timid and inferior Mao Laoer back then.

Xia Mian laughed out loud. Uncle Xia glared at him and said, "What nonsense are you talking about?"

Xia Chuan said unconvincedly, "That's right. Dad, your eyes were wide open just now. Weren't you going to scold my aunt?"

Xia Wenyue came in with a sliced ​​pineapple and said with a smile, "What are you scolding me for?"

Xia Chuan naturally refused to say anything. Mao Huizhu poked her head out of the door and said, "They think you replaced my dad and are going to scold you."

Xia Wenyue laughed, "Now I have to worry that he will replace me."

Mao Huizhu added, "Don't worry, Mom. My dad definitely won't replace you. That little snowflake from the crew kept talking to my dad today, but he ignored her."

"Who is Xiao Xuehua?" Xia Wenyue wondered.

The word "又" is very spiritual.

Mao Zhishan, who came in, looked helplessly at the leaky little cotton jacket and explained, "He's a newcomer. He thinks I'm a veteran actor, so he asks me about things he doesn't understand."

"But I'm just a supporting character, how could I know so much? So I asked her to ask the leading actress, and they should be able to communicate better."

Xia Mian laughed, she would like it more even if she was introduced to the male protagonist.

It turns out that my second uncle is an expert at identifying bitches without even realizing it.