Chapter 610 The Sunset in the Painting
The boy's name is Wen Lueyan, and he is a science student at Luozhou City No. 1 High School.
In fact, he is not interested in studying, he loves painting.
Since he was a child, his parents let him learn many things in order to cultivate his interests and hobbies, but only painting was retained by him for a long time.
The reason why I was admitted to No. 1 Middle School was actually just because it has the best arts and sports resources in the city.
However, what caught Wen Luyan off guard was that his parents, who had cultivated this hobby in him, firmly opposed him becoming an arts and sports student after he entered high school, and forced him to stay in the key cultural class.
"Either the Department of Finance at Imperial University or the Department of Economics at X University."
They ordered him like this, simply using their own ideals to determine his future.
And there was nothing he could do.
Painting has become a luxury.
It becomes an unspeakable act like a thief.
With the college entrance examination approaching, his parents became even more disgusted with his painting.
He has become accustomed to it now.
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night.
Wen Lueyan finished an English newspaper and looked around for the answer but couldn't find it. His mother, who was always listening to her son's movements, immediately came in.
"What's wrong? What are you looking for?"
Wen Luyan closed his eyes silently, then said,
"I can't find the answers to the English newspaper, and I want to estimate my score."
The mother thought for a moment and said,
"You can look for it in our room. I saw that you had too many books here and couldn't put them all together, so I cleared out some of the papers I had written and put them in your dad's bookcase."
Wen Lueyan then left the bedroom, and as he walked he heard the crisp sound of his bones crackling.
However, to his ears, the sound did not sound like bamboo growing, but more like bones breaking.
Thinking of this, a sarcastic smile appeared on the young man's lips.
He entered his parents' bedroom and went straight to the large bookcase.
After searching for a long time, I finally found the pile of test papers in the bottom layer.
He began to search through it.
This floor was probably rarely used, and a lot of dust had accumulated on it, which was blown out when he turned it over.
Wen Lueyan frowned, sneezed, and continued looking.
After a few minutes, he finally pulled out the answers from the English newspaper at the bottom. The newspapers were folded in large sheets, so when he pulled it, he pulled out another newspaper along with it.
More dust fell from above and scattered in the air.
Wen Lueyan took his English answer and glanced at the yellowed old newspaper, but then he fixed his eyes and took a closer look in the next second.
In a tofu-sized section at the bottom of the newspaper, the words were blurred and could not be seen clearly under the dim light. Only the outline of a large cruise ship on fire in the picture could be barely seen.
The erosion of time has made the newspapers old and the pictures gray.
Wen Lueyan just took a quick look, put his things in order, stood up and walked out.
He placed the newspaper on the top shelf.
As he left, the lights in the room flickered.
Wen Lueyan raised his eyes and walked out without stopping.
"Dad, the light in your room seems to be broken."
There was a lot of noise outside the door, and the boy had already left.
Behind him, on the old newspaper placed at the bottom of the bookcase, the image of the burning cruise ship suddenly flashed slightly.
It was as if there was something wrong with the TV screen. The old, gray picture moved like waves, and then quickly became quiet.
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“Crack!”
At the director's command, the quiet set immediately became lively.
Su Yu walked out of the bedroom to watch the video playback, while Chen Pianpian stayed aside and chatted with the post-production crew.
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