Do you want to go there with me and talk?
"I'm sorry, I didn't know you were allergic to coffee. I was just trying to buy you something to help you stay alert." Xie Zhijin looked at Jiang Jingshu on the hospital bed with a hint of self-reproach.
Jiang Jingshu waved her hand dismissively, "It's nothing. If it weren't for you, I wouldn't have known I can't drink coffee."
"So you drank a lot?" Su Xiaoyue looked at Jiang Jingshu with a smile. "Was it because you took a sip and found you were still sleepy, so you chug down half a cup?"
Jiang Jingshu looked at her in surprise, "Xiaoyue, how did you know?"
Jiang Jingshu received intravenous fluids for two days and slept the entire time. The bruises around her eyes have disappeared, and she looks much better. Indeed, sleep is a panacea, curing all ailments.
Jiang Jingshu even felt that the coffee was only now having an effect.
I've been even more motivated to study these days.
Soon the day of the art competition arrived. Jiang Jingshu prepared all her items and was taken to the competition venue by Jiang Yuan.
The competition required participants to create artwork on-site, with each participant bringing their own tools. The given theme allowed participants to freely express their ideas; Jiang Jingshu's theme was "Harmony".
Jiang Jingshu couldn't help but feel that it was a blessing from heaven.
She might need to think about other topics, but this one was practically tailor-made for her.
Having mastered ancient painting techniques since childhood, she was already an outstanding artist. In addition, after studying modern painting methods for a long time, her paintings are a fusion of styles.
It is a fusion of ancient and modern art.
It is a fusion of traditional art and innovative art.
It is the fusion of two societies.
Jiang Jingshu used two painting techniques to divide the entire work into two parts, upper and lower. In the upper part, Jiang Jingshu used ancient tools to meticulously depict the scene. After a period of time, the dazzling lights of the modern metropolis leaped onto the paper.
In the lower half of the painting, Jiang Jingshu used both modern and traditional tools to depict a magnificent palace with breathtaking skill.
To avoid making the combination of the two elements too jarring, Jiang Jingshu placed the palace in the lower half of the painting. In this way, the bustling modern metropolis appears to be supported and grown by the magnificent palace.
It has a kind of beauty that evokes past and present lives.
However, due to the significant differences between ancient and modern painting techniques in terms of tools and line drawing, Jiang Jingshu did not make any modifications. She boldly preserved these differences, believing that collision is also a form of fusion. She integrated modern painting techniques into ancient palaces and ancient painting techniques into modern cities, creating an even stronger collision.
The two eras blend together like a painting, with the modern city outlined by ancient lines and the ancient palace depicted by modern lines intertwined.
This is a kind of integration, and also symbiosis.
This is a lesson Jiang Jingshu learned during her time travel. Clearly, the resulting artwork is also stunning.
Jiang Jingshu was very satisfied with this work.
The day she emerged from the exam hall was unusually sunny, and she didn't even feel cold as she walked out.
Outside the examination hall, Su Xiaoyue and Xie Zhijin were waiting for her.
He said he wanted to take her to celebrate.
"I haven't won an award yet, what's there to celebrate?" Jiang Jingshu asked Su Xiaoyue, who was holding her arm, puzzled.
"Who said it was to celebrate for you?" Su Xiaoyue gently nuzzled Jiang Jingshu. "You've been focused on painting these past few days and haven't paid any attention to me. Now that the competition is finally over, I'm celebrating for myself."
"How can you accuse me like that? I've never ignored you." Xie Zhijin took Jiang Jingshu's painting tools from her. "Su Xiaoyue is right, you're only thinking about the competition. You don't even come home with me tonight."
Jiang Jingshu could only clasp her hands together and apologize to the two people, promising that it would never happen again.
The three of them went out for hot pot.
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Before Jiang Jingshu could even check the results of the competition, she was bombarded with phone calls from Su Xiaoyue.
"Jiang Jiang—I saw your work! Your drawings are so beautiful."
Jiang Jingshu: ?
She was taking a nap when her phone kept ringing beside her. As soon as she turned it on, she saw a message from Su Xiaoyue.
"Where did you find this?" Jiang Jingshu asked, barely suppressing a laugh.
"Wait for me, I'll share it with you." The next second, Su Xiaoyue's message came through.
Jiang Jingshu quickly opened the link.
When you click on "High-scoring works from the 5th National High School Students' Art Competition," the first work you see is one of Jiang Jingshu's paintings.
She was overjoyed. "Help! Did you see that?"
The system voice came through, "Your Highness, you are truly amazing and capable. Your value is immeasurable."
The system said a lot of things in a very unusual way.
Upon arriving in modern society, Jiang Jingshu felt her sense of self-worth growing stronger. She felt she was no longer the mediocre princess; she could learn obscure mathematical models and live a fulfilling life in modern society.
She wasn't the kind of princess who would only wallow in self-pity in the deep palace.
She will become strong and valuable someday.
She entered her candidate number and found her score.
She was the champion, the number one, and the one who drew the best.
She earned her first pot of gold in modern society; although the prize money wasn't much, it was enough.
On the day she received her prize money, Su Xiaoyue came to celebrate with her again. She grabbed Jiang Jingshu's arm, "Jiang Jiang, Jiang Jiang, how about we go on a trip during winter break?"
"Where to?" Jiang Jingshu asked Su Xiaoyue with a smile.
Su Xiaoyue thought for a moment and then said, "Look, you won a prize in the painting competition, and I also get good royalties from my novel. Let's go to S City for a fun trip during the holidays!"
Jiang Jingshu almost forgot that Su Xiaoyue was a contracted writer for a well-known domestic website.
Furthermore, she already had a readership, and this period coincided with the completion of her novel, resulting in a considerable number of reader purchases.
After careful consideration, Jiang Jingshu said, "I guess I can only go for a week. I need to do some intensive training during my vacation."
Two days before the holiday, the final exam results were released, and this time Jiang Jingshu openly took Xie Zhijin's report card.
Xie Zhijin looked at his report card in Jiang Jingshu's hand and couldn't help but laugh. "This isn't right. How did my report card end up in your hands?"
Jiang Jingshu made a face at him, "You're so good at studying, what's wrong with letting me take a look?"
Xie Zhijin looked at Jiang Jingshu with a helpless expression. Jiang Jingshu secretly glanced at Xie Zhijin, her eyes clearly smiling.
"What are you laughing at? Looks like you think you did very well on the test." Jiang Jingshu said, then looked down at Xie Zhijin's score.
"Wow, Xie Zhijin, your English is so good!" Jiang Jingshu looked at Xie Zhijin's English score of 131 and, remembering her own English test score of just over 20, immediately looked up at Xie Zhijin and said, "Could you teach me?"
Xie Zhijin wanted to tap Jiang Jingshu's forehead with his finger, but Jiang Jingshu was focused on looking at Xie Zhijin's report card.
His finger lingered in the air for a moment, and Xie Zhijin, after thinking for a while, finally withdrew his hand.
The next second, he snatched the report card from Jiang Jingshu's hand.
What Xie Zhijin saw was his failing grade in Chinese.
87 points.
He clenched his fist silently. It felt like someone had tapped him on the shoulder.
Xie Zhijin looked up.
Jiang Jingshu tiptoed slightly, patted Xie Zhijin's shoulder, and sensed the change in Xie Zhijin's emotions. She said, "87 points is also very high."
Xie Zhijin bent down slightly and said, "Mm."
"How about I go with you on the roller coaster today?" Jiang Jingshu looked up at Xie Zhijin.
Xie Zhijin remained silent.
Seeing Xie Zhijin remain silent, Jiang Jingshu suddenly took out her report card. "I'm so sad. I only got 22 points in English and 40 points in math."
Sensing Xie Zhijin's emotional fluctuations, she gently tugged at his sleeve again, "Didn't you say you'd go on roller coasters with me when I'm sad?"
After a long while, Xie Zhijin hummed in agreement.
"Then it's a deal, we'll go home together today." As if still worried that Xie Zhijin might be in a bad mood, Jiang Jingshu kept turning back to look at him.
Finally, get out of class ended, and Jiang Jingshu sat down in front of Xie Zhijin.
She's gotten used to sitting around Xie Zhijin now, quietly waiting for her to pack her things.
"Jiang Jingshu".
Hearing Xie Zhijin call her, Jiang Jingshu quickly looked up and asked, "What's wrong?"
Do you know there's a parent-teacher conference tomorrow?
Jiang Jingshu: ?
Jiang Jingshu genuinely had no idea that there were parent-teacher conferences. Oh no, if Jiang Yuan saw these grades, wouldn't he think that the tutoring classes he found for me were a waste of time?
Why didn't anyone notify her about the parent-teacher conference?
The system's timely complaint rang out, "Your Highness, will knowing this guarantee a better exam result?"
"Help, shut up." Jiang Jingshu gritted her teeth.
Seeing the change in Jiang Jingshu's expression, Xie Zhijin couldn't help but laugh. "Let's go, I'm all packed."
"Xie Zhijin, I don't want to go to the parent-teacher conference." Jiang Jingshu was really helpless.
She really couldn't learn it. Even though she studied math diligently with Zheng Xi, she forgot everything during the exam. How could her brain possibly remember so many models?
And then there's the foreign language! They actually made a princess of a country learn a foreign language—isn't that absurd?
“Accept it, Jiang Jingshu.” Xie Zhijin naturally picked up the backpack that Jiang Jingshu was carrying, and the next second, the backpack smoothly fell into Xie Zhijin’s hands.
The two arrived at the amusement park and headed straight for the roller coaster.
It spun around twice in a frenzy.
This time, Xie Zhijin did not feel dizzy.
As it grew darker, Jiang Jingshu thought about going home and looked at Xie Zhijin, wanting to go home with him.
Xie Zhijin simply sat on the bench without saying a word.
Jiang Jingshu sat quietly next to Xie Zhijin. "Xie Zhijin, don't you want to go home?"
Xie Zhijin looked up. "No." After a moment of silence, he stood up. "Let's go home."
This time, Jiang Jingshu remained seated and didn't move. "Is two laps not enough?"
Xie Zhijin was somewhat puzzled. "Why do you ask that?"
"Because I still don't feel good."
"Uncle won't blame you. He loves you so much, he won't say anything no matter how high your score is," Xie Zhijin comforted Jiang Jingshu, thinking she was afraid of tomorrow's parent-teacher conference.
Jiang Jingshu shook her head.
"Shall we go for another round?" Xie Zhijin looked at Jiang Jingshu and immediately stood up.
However, Jiang Jingshu shook her head again. She didn't say anything else. Instead, she looked at Xie Zhijin and asked a question.
"Xie Zhijin, what do you think a friend is?"
Xie Zhijin was at a loss for words for a moment. "Friends... are they just people you can eat, drink, and have fun with?"
"How did you determine that I am your good friend?" Jiang Jingshu stared at Xie Zhijin.
"I don't know," Xie Zhijin shook his head. Xie Zhijin didn't understand; did this really need to be confirmed?
"Do you know when I started to consider you a friend?" Jiang Jingshu sat on a bench, gazing at the stars in the sky.
"Was it when I brought you your homework?" Xie Zhijin thought for a moment, this was the beginning of his contact with Jiang Jingshu, so he answered like this.
“When you handed me the umbrella, I just thought of you as someone who was good at helping others.” Jiang Jingshu shook her head, her gaze shifting from the stars in the sky to the somewhat dejected face of the boy in front of her. “It was when you shielded me from Wang Shengli’s slap, went to the hotel to retrieve the surveillance footage for me, and even saw through my sadness and took me on the roller coaster.”
Xie Zhijin looked at Jiang Jingshu and remained silent for a moment.
"I don't want to ride the roller coaster anymore. It spins so fast, it makes me dizzy," Jiang Jingshu said to Xie Zhijin as she stood up.
"Then let's not do it." Xie Zhijin was silent for a while before slowly speaking.
"When I'm in a bad mood, I like to talk to someone." Jiang Jingshu looked at Xie Zhijin and reached out to help him up. "Xie Zhijin, what about you?"
Xie Zhijin stared at those hands, but did not reach out to grab them.
"When I'm in a bad mood, I don't like to bear it alone. I prefer someone to sit quietly beside me and listen to all my grievances. What about you?"
Jiang Jingshu is a somewhat sentimental person with a strong sense of empathy. She saw through Xie Zhijin's facade of happiness.
He was acting strange from the moment he received his report card.
"I don't want to ride roller coasters anymore. I can't hear anyone talking in those places. I want to find a quiet place where I can sit down and talk." Jiang Jingshu pointed to the Ferris wheel in the distance. "That one's nice. It spins slowly, so I won't get dizzy, and I can hear people talking next to me. Xie Zhijin, do you want to go there with me and talk?"
Jiang Jingshu pointed at the Ferris wheel with one finger, while the other hand was still in front of Xie Zhijin.
He could grasp it with a simple reach.
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