Inside the school.
As soon as Xiaoyouzi returned to the classroom, she took out her notebook and began to write furiously.
The pencil doodled on the sketchbook, and Xiaoyouzi stared intently at the sketchbook, moving very quickly.
The outline of a landscape painting, which had been sketched out, was quickly completed.
"Little Yuzu, what are you doing?" Mu Siyu asked curiously when she saw Little Yuzu working hard as soon as she returned.
Little Yuzu smiled contentedly and said, "I'm drawing."
She picked up her sketchbook and showed it to Mu Siyu: "Take a look, what do you think?"
"What is this?" Mu Siyu looked closely. "Is it mountains and rivers?"
Little Yuzu nodded.
"Are you going to draw a sketch version of the landscape painting?" Mu Siyu's eyes sparkled: "I'm so curious, I want to see you finish it."
Little Yuzu shook her head: "No, I'm just sketching. I'll draw it when I get home tonight."
I'll make a rough draft first, then go back and take out my 1982 calligraphy brush and ink, as well as 1982 Xuan paper, and start painting.
"Are you participating in the school's traditional Chinese painting competition?"
Mu Siyu sighed, "I don't know how to paint ink paintings, so I regretfully can't participate."
"Is there such an event?" Little Yuzu blinked, her bright, watery eyes looking at Mu Siyu.
Just then, Wen Tian walked in with her schoolbag on her back. "What are you talking about?"
"Sweetie, are you participating in the traditional Chinese painting competition?" Mu Siyu turned her head and glanced at Wen Tian.
Wen Tian walked past them and returned to her seat: "I'm not participating. I'm not very good at ink painting."
I turned down the call when the teacher asked me to. Is Xiaoyouzi drawing?
She put down her schoolbag and curiously peeked out: "Huh, is this how Little Yuzu draws? Shouldn't she use ink or watercolors?"
“It’s a draft,” Wen Shuqin said quietly.
Wen Tian nodded, "It's beautiful! I can't wait for Xiaoyouzi to finish drawing!"
"Tonight." Little Yuzu put away her sketchbook.
Wen Shuqin glanced at her sideways: "How big do you want to draw? Can you finish it tonight?"
“Normal size is fine.” Little Yuzu paused and said, “About the size of two A3 sheets of paper.”
After comparing, Xiaoyouzi said, "An A2 sheet, like this on our table."
"None of you are participating in the competition?" Jiang Qian turned around and looked at Xiao Youzi.
Little Yuzu shook her head: "I'm not participating."
"You're not going to participate, are you?" Mu Siyu looked at Jiang Qian with a suspicious look.
Jiang Qian immediately got angry: "What's wrong with me participating? My grandparents even praised me as a soul painter! They said my paintings can touch people's souls!"
"You mean you'd just rip someone's soul out of their body?" Mu Siyu retorted directly.
Jiang Qian: It's really painful to be isolated and helpless in the classroom.
He rolled his eyes and couldn't help but say, "What do you know! My family all praises me!"
"They just couldn't bear to hurt you, your young...and huge heart." The class monitor, who was collecting homework, came over and heard Jiang Qian's arrogant words, and directly retorted.
Jiang Qian: I'll let the world ridicule me, even if they isolate me!
"You guys are so mean!" Jiang Qian muttered in dissatisfaction, "All you do is belittle me and bully me. I'm just a..."
Little Yuzu quietly added insult to injury: "You're just a chubby baby~"
With a sly smile, Xiaoyouzi handed her homework to the class monitor.
"Little Yuzu is right." Mu Siyu laughed and snatched Jiang Qian's homework: "Fatty, have you done your homework?"
Jiang Qian snorted lightly: "Of course I've finished writing!"
Things are different now. Ever since the family realized that he still had room for improvement, they started urging him to do his homework.
This is simply out of control.
If he starts playing games before finishing his homework at night, he will be watched closely by the tigers in the house!
Little Yuzu smiled and nodded: "It seems that urging you to do your homework before was effective. Keep up the good work in the future!"
"Don't worry, Xiaoyouzi." Mu Siyu glanced at Jiang Qian and smiled at Xiaoyouzi, "If Jiang Qian doesn't do his homework properly, I'll tell his parents!"
"If we can't deal with him, we can ask our uncles and aunties to do it, hehehe." Mu Siyu smiled, her laughter carrying a hint of cunning and slyness.
Jiang Qian: ...
I'm not suffering, my life is.
Nodding in satisfaction, Xiaoyouzi said, "This is the right thing to do. Keep it up, Siyu, I believe you can do it."
Everyone laughed and joked, and soon it was time for morning reading.
Every day, someone checks the morning reading sessions.
"Knock knock knock." A knock sounded at the classroom door, and several upperclassmen stood outside.
One of the senior students wearing a red armband said, "Routine check."
They inspected the floor before asking, "Excuse me, which classmate is Luo Youyou in your class?"
The class monitor muttered under his breath, "Is there anyone who doesn't recognize Xiaoyouzi?"
"Senior, what can I do for you, Xiaoyouzi?" The class monitor stood up and asked politely.
The senior student said, "Your class's art teacher is looking for her. Please go there now."
"I see." The class monitor turned to look at Xiaoyouzi and winked at her.
Little Yuzu immediately stood up: "Brother Shuqin."
After he called out, Wen Shuqin quickly stood up and stepped aside, saying, "Go out."
"Thank you, Brother Shuqin." After thanking her, Xiaoyouzi glanced at her senior, nodded, and then left.
The teacher's office is in another building.
Xiaoyouzi left the classroom and walked a few steps to the building next door.
She chose to take the elevator upstairs.
Soon, Xiaoyouzi arrived at the art teacher's office.
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