Chapter 69: Pseudo-student
Looking at the pictures one by one, they were all first prizes and outstanding student awards, and the name on them was Song Weidong.
Su Xiaoxiao was a little confused.
Where was the poor student like her? Unexpectedly, he was a fake poor student.
The original host really did not do well in the exam, but Song Weidong did it on purpose.
He was the top student every year in his previous high school. How could he become the last after transferring to another school?
It goes without saying that he must have done it on purpose.
Su Xiaoxiao was staring at the award certificate on the wall in a daze when someone suddenly knocked twice on the door.
She hurriedly opened the door a crack, and Song Weidong immediately turned his face to the side and stuffed a set of clothes in through the crack: "This dress belongs to my mother, you can wear it for now."
Su Xiaoxiao reached out to take it, and her fingers accidentally touched Song Weidong's. His face turned red, and he quickly withdrew his hand as if he was burned.
She couldn't help but sigh. This guy usually looked so carefree, but unexpectedly he was quite innocent.
Song Weidong found her an orange suit.
The upper body is an orange floral shirt and the lower body is an orange skirt.
Su Xiaoxiao put it on her body and compared it. It seemed to be about the same size as hers, but...
Even her inner clothes were soaked. The only clothes Song Weidong gave her were outer clothes, and summer clothes were very thin. If she didn't wear an inner coat, she would definitely be exposed.
A hairdryer would be nice.
Thinking of this, her eyes suddenly lit up.
She had unlocked a new interface in her game store a long time ago. If I remember correctly, she could buy a hair dryer in it.
I quickly opened the mall and looked around, and sure enough, I found the hair dryer.
There will be electricity in the city, so there is no need to worry about the power supply of the hair dryer.
Su Xiaoxiao quickly dried the clothes with a hair dryer, and they felt warm when she put them on.
Song Weidong paced back and forth at the door. He waited for a long time but no one opened the door, and he couldn't help but feel anxious.
At this moment, there was a light click from the door, and Su Xiaoxiao came out wearing an orange suit.
Her skin is naturally fair, and this color makes her skin look even whiter and more translucent.
A pretty little face with bright and attractive features, and a pair of watery eyes that seem to hide starlight, and she looks at people with a lively look.
She usually wore old gray clothes that were not very eye-catching, but after changing into this outfit, she immediately looked like a movie star that had walked out of the TV.
Song Weidong was stunned for a moment.
Realizing her own loss of composure, she quickly coughed twice and looked away: "Just wear this skirt. My mom has too many clothes to wear anyway."
At this time, the rain outside had gradually stopped, and Song Weidong said a little uncomfortably.
He didn't feel nervous before, but when he stood with Su Xiaoxiao, he suddenly felt nervous for some reason.
Su Xiaoxiao smiled at him and said, "Thank you, classmate Song. I have something else to do, so I'll leave first. I'll treat you to dinner another day if I have the chance."
She rolled up her old clothes and put them away. After a moment's thought, she said, "I'll wash the clothes and return them some other day."
"I really don't need to pay it back, and..."
Song Weidong became even more nervous when he was stared at by her watery eyes.
He quickly looked away, thinking that after his mother bought this dress, he rarely saw her wear it, and she might have forgotten about it a long time ago.
But then he thought, if she came to return the clothes, they would have the chance to meet again, and he suddenly felt a little excited.
After a long while, he nodded slightly: "Okay, I'll take you there."
The two went out and the rain outside had stopped.
At this time, the streets of the county-level city are still dirt roads, and when it rains, the roads become bumpy and muddy.
The two of them carefully picked up the harder parts and walked out of the alley.
When they reached the main road, the road became much easier to walk on. Su Xiaoxiao waved to Song Weidong and said, "Classmate Song, I'll take you here. We'll see you another day."
As she spoke, she smiled sweetly at Song Weidong, waved, and turned to leave.
Song Weidong watched her leaving until she was completely out of sight, then he returned along the same path.
As soon as I got home, I ran into my mother Li Wanru who was coming home from get off work.
Li Wanru was also soaking wet. She was stunned when she saw him: "Weidong, where have you been?"
Song Weidong ignored her and went straight into his room and closed the door.
The room still had the faint scent of the little girl, like a faint floral fragrance, which was very pleasant.
Song Weidong sat on the bed for a while, then stood up and walked to the table. He took out the sketchbook from the drawer, and the image of Su Xiaoxiao wearing a skirt, looking as beautiful as a flower, quickly appeared in his mind.
His thin and powerful fingers held the pencil and quickly sketched on the white paper. After a while, the image of a girl with a sweet smile appeared on the paper.
Song Weidong looked at the image of the girl on the paper, his fingers inadvertently fell on the girl's eyes, and his heart moved slightly.
There was a knock on the door at this moment.
Mother Li Wanru's voice came from the doorway: "Weidong, did you just come into my room? Did you see the new orange suit I bought? It's a floral shirt and a skirt of the same color."
Song Weidong frowned, because that set of clothes had just been worn by classmate Su.
Moreover, he secretly felt that Su Xiaoxiao was more suitable for that dress than his mother.
He put the sketchbook into the drawer, stood up and opened the door, saying in a cold tone: "I didn't see it."
The moment Li Wanru opened the door, she smelled a faint fragrance in the room and couldn't help but frown: "Who has been to your room?"
As he spoke, he pushed Song Weidong aside, walked into the room, looked around, and breathed a sigh of relief after finding nothing.
"Weidong, your most important task right now is to study hard, okay? We can talk about other things later."
As he spoke, his eyes fell on the desk drawer that was not closed tightly. His face turned cold and he strode over.
Without waiting for Song Weidong to react, she reached out and opened the drawer: "Who is the person in this painting?"
Looking at the young girl drawn in the sketchbook, Li Wanru frowned.
Song Weidong snatched back his notebook and said indifferently, "I just drew it casually."
Li Wanru looked at him suspiciously, then finally sighed, "Put the sketchbook away. Your dad will be furious if he sees it."
Song's father wanted Song Weidong to inherit his mantle or go into politics, and Song Weidong was very hardworking and good at studying since he was a child.
He has always placed high hopes on his only son.
But later, he suddenly discovered that his son had been secretly drawing and even expressed his desire to become a painter in the future.
In his eyes, painting is just a low-level hobby.
He had seen many self-proclaimed noble painters living in poverty because they had no stable income.
As a child of the Song family, it was impossible for him to allow his only son to be a painter.
In a fit of rage, he burned all of Song Weidong's paintbrushes and sketchbooks, and forced him to promise not to paint again.
Thinking of this, Song Weidong's eyes darkened and he replied softly, "Okay."
On the other side, when Su Xiaoxiao arrived as agreed, Li Zhenhua was already waiting there, his face full of anxiety.
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