Han Miao took the painting home. After returning home, she was still angry, so she crumpled the painting into a ball and threw it into the trash can.
Han Miao went back to her room, took a shower, changed into pajamas, and prepared to go to bed when she heard Han Zheng shouting in the living room, "Who drew this pork belly? It's so good! Sis, text Auntie tonight and ask her to make pork belly! I want spicy pork belly!"
The three children are in their prime developmental years, so the aunt spends a lot of time thinking about their meals. She tells Han Jun what the children want to eat in advance, and she texts the aunt who cooks them.
Han Jun heard what her brother said, and her voice came from the room: "Yeah, okay."
Han Miao rushed out of the house, snatched the painting from Han Zheng's hand, and muttered, "What's so beautiful about it? It's just a piece of meat!"
"Is this your painting?" Han Zheng saw that his elder sister's face had turned black with anger. He turned his eyes slightly, guessed something, and asked suspiciously, "Elder sister, could this be painted by Brother Li Ao next door?"
Li Ao's identity as a painter is no secret in the Han family.
Han Miao also learned painting when she was a child. She was good at drawing comics, but she couldn't draw realistic sketches like this one.
Han Zheng was puzzled and asked, "Why is Brother Li Ao using pork belly?"
Han Miao said angrily: "I asked him to draw me, and he drew this thing! It seems that in his eyes I'm just a piece of pork belly!" Han Miao threw the paper into the trash can again.
Han Zheng smiled unkindly. He pinched the soft flesh on Han Miao's arm and said, "Brother Li Ao is amazing. He sees the essence through the phenomenon."
Han Miao kicked Han Zheng. After a moment's thought, she bent down, picked up the picture, and stuck it on the refrigerator.
Han Zheng stood at the back drinking water, staring at his elder sister's behavior, feeling baffled. "Elder sister, what are you doing?"
Han Miao said: "This picture is a great insult to me. I will put it on the refrigerator. Whenever I feel hungry and want to eat, I will go to the kitchen and see the picture on the refrigerator, and I will not be hungry anymore."
When Han Miao mentioned being hungry, she felt hungry. She thought of the fruit ice cream and cake in the refrigerator and swallowed subconsciously.
"No, I have to go to bed."
Han Miao wants to lose weight.
She has been shouting this like a slogan for more than ten years, but no one takes it seriously.
Han Miao has never succeeded in losing weight.
She could never control her mouth or move her legs.
So this time when Han Miao said he wanted to lose weight, no one took him seriously.
During the afternoon class, Han Miao subconsciously wanted to stuff some food into her schoolbag, but when she opened the drawer and saw the cabinet full of snacks, what flashed through her mind was the piece of pork belly on the refrigerator.
Han Miao quickly packed all the snacks into a plastic bag, took the snacks to the classroom, and distributed the snacks to his classmates like a boy giving away money.
When Li Ao arrived at the classroom, his classmates had already divided up the bag of delicious imported snacks.
He didn't care about it and went straight to sit in his seat, took out the book for the first class of the afternoon, and waited for the bell to ring.
In fact, there are very few people or things that can enter Li Ao's heart.
He spent sixteen years in his own world. In his kingdom, there were only four people: his mother, his psychologist, his father, and his godfather.
Apart from him, everyone else is a stranger who has nothing to do with him.
The first class was physics. Han Miaomiao only half understood what was being said, but Li Ao didn't understand anything at all. Li Ao wasn't a genius. He had an amazing talent for painting, but he was a complete idiot when it came to other subjects.
Han Miao is slightly better than Li Ao. At least she can understand some of it and get a passing score in the exam.
If Li Ao doesn’t understand, he won’t listen.
He was drawing in his sketchbook with a pencil, and the pictures he drew were so weird that made one's scalp tingle.
The second class is physical education.
It's a bright sunny day today, with the sun blazing brightly in the sky. It's hottest around 3 or 4 in the afternoon. Physical education classes are all held on the large playground, with both the high school and junior high schools together.
At this time, the seniors from the high school department would go to the junior high school department to hunt for beauties, and the boys and girls from the junior high school department would also sneak into the high school department, wanting to observe the charm of the seniors.
There are 48 people in Han Miao's class. Physical education committee member Zhu Feng led them to run three laps under the scorching sun, and then they gathered on the plastic lawn to count.
After the count was over, the physical education teacher came over.
The physical education teacher was a handsome man in his thirties. He wore a white vest and a pair of thin gray sweatpants.
"Is everyone here?"
"All ready."
"Okay, today we'll play football with Class 5. Pick 11 players to play, and four substitutes. Those who can't play can move around freely, or stand aside and cheer."
After saying that, the PE teacher went to talk to the PE teacher of Class 5.
Han Miao stood in the crowd and waved to Han Jun, but Han Jun was tying his shoelaces and didn't see it.
Han Miao was terrified of the sun, so she absolutely refused to play in such sports. The other girls weren't interested in football either, so in the end, the only players who played in Class 22 were boys.
Unlike the lazy Han Miao, Han Jun is a tomboy who is keen on various sports. She is the sports committee member of their class.
Han Jun personally led a group of 10 boys to compete against the boys from Class 22. Wearing a short-sleeved polo shirt and loose sweatpants, with her long black hair tied up, she ran around the court, attracting no attention.
Han Miao stood under a shady tree with water in hand and shouted towards the competition field: "Han Jun, Han Jun! You are brave and resourceful! Han Jun'er, Han Jun'er, sister is here!"
When Li Ao heard Han Miao's slogan, he gave her a look that said "you are so stupid".
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