Little Terrified Bun

In the quiet and bright classroom, there was only the rustle of writing.

Wei Zhe's brain is running fast, every time he writes without any hesitation, if it is divine help.

The two invigilators sat together, muttering from time to time, their voices were so small that only they could hear each other.

"It's really fast."

"Are the kids so smart now? It would be nice if my family had half of this one."

"Don't think about it, this is all piled up with money, do you have so much money?"

"That's true."

The sun gradually shifted. After writing the last big question, Wei Zhe retracted the pen in his hand. He raised his eyes to look at the two invigilators in his thirties and said: "Teacher, I have finished the papers, please give me Next chapter."

"Oh oh!" The man was stunned, and after a sly smile, he said: "It's getting late, you should go to eat first! The rest of the afternoon will take the exam."

"Okay, I get it." The young man nodded reservedly, "Trouble."

The two shook their heads flattered, "No trouble, no trouble."

It is worthy of being a child brought up by a big family! Tutoring is really good. Thinking of my own stinky boy, he only knew how to play games when he was fourteen. He couldn't help but hate iron and steel. Sure enough, he should have all his mobile phones and computers confiscated.

I don't know that my dad has already hit his treasure on the child, now he is silly and happy? Please allow sadness.

The noon sun is scorching, and it is warm on people.

Wei Jing stopped in front of an ink painting, with a few clear and shallow strokes, sketching the rolling mountains, the fiery red danqing painted the rising and hazy morning sun, and several wild geese flying high, showing surging vitality. People have to agree with this person's superb skills.

"Second brother, do you like this?" Wei Min followed the child boredly. God knows, he is not interested in these things at all. It seems that it looks the same!

"Yeah." Wei Jing nodded heavily, "Master Xu's paintings are very good, I like them very much."

He is already thinking about whether to use the small vault and buy two paintings back. Now Xu Jiaming is only a small celebrity. After a few years, he will really be a master, and the price of the paintings will naturally rise.

"It's getting late now. Young masters, do you want to go out to have lunch and continue watching." Uncle Li looked at the time and couldn't help but start talking. They were all young children, so petite? Can't be hungry.

Lu Tianyou was also impatient for a long time, and he had to pretend to be extremely fond of him. Right now someone wanted to go out, so he naturally followed the other party's words and said a few words quickly.

Seeing this, Wei Jing reluctantly replied with a ‘okay’.

The painting exhibition occupies a large area, and Wei Jing and his party did not follow the route they came to, but made a circle so that they could see different paintings. The other three had no objection, and they were able to go out anyway, not too short of these few minutes.

After walking for a while, Wei Jing suddenly saw a fiery red gleam at the end of his eyes. The ink painting and ink painting, the colors inside are mostly black with different shades drawn with a brush. Suddenly, he caught sight of this. Wei Jing thought A strong curiosity arose, and couldn't help turning around and walking towards the place I just saw.

Walking to a corner, in this small little world, colorful oil paintings suddenly bloomed in front of a few people.

On the opposite side of the corner is a painting. On a lush green meadow, the girl in a straw hat smiles with crooked eyebrows, and the wind blows, blowing the girl’s light blue skirt high. Outline a beautiful range. The long black braids grow braids, and a few strands of mischievous hair jump onto the girl’s face. The whole painting is bold and uses bright colors. Just looking at it makes people Can't help but smile.

What caught Wei Jing's attention was that beside the painting, there was a portrait of a baby. The child was just about the full moon, with thin arms and legs, and was pitifully thin.

This should be Xu Jiaming's wife and son, Wei Jing guessed in his heart.

Different from the paintings outside, all the paintings in this small world reveal a sense of warmth, as if the winter sun shines on people, making people comfortable and cozy.

Even a person like Wei Min who doesn't understand painting can't help but say: "I like the paintings here, they look good."

"I'm a rough person, and I don't understand anything, but I do... it seems to look better than the outside." Uncle Li helped.

Really speaking, these oil paintings are not as good as the ink paintings outside. After all, Xu Jiaming is famous for his ink paintings, but the writer has given these oil paintings different emotions. The warmth, joy, and joy come to your face.

Wei Jing was thinking about buying a few paintings, but he didn't know what to buy, and instantly had an idea.

He found the person in charge here and told him that he wanted to buy the picture of hat girl.

The person in charge shook his head apologetically. He said, "Sorry, all the paintings here are not for sale and are for people to watch." That's why they are all placed in such a remote corner. The person in charge began to sell other paintings enthusiastically, "The ink paintings outside are very good. Do you have anything else you like for the guest? I'll wrap it up for you."

"No need." Wei Jing shook his head. After seeing better paintings, he no longer showed interest in the outside. "I like this."

The person in charge sighed: "That's really no way."

But he can also understand that kids~ just like brightly colored things.

After a morning of coexistence, Wei Jing and Wei Min and Lu Tianyou’s relationship got closer. The three people chatted casually at the dinner table. After eating, Wei Min said that he wanted to go with his cousin. Play in Paradise, ask Wei Jing if he wants to be together.

Wei Jing is not very interested in this, he shook his head, expressing his desire to continue to watch the exhibition.

"Then there is no way." Wei Min sighed. He really didn't want to suffer anymore. He couldn't speak loudly, and there was nothing fun. There were only paintings, and the last few pictures looked more comfortable. What's so good about the others? of.

"To the amusement park, are you two alone?" Wei Jing frowned.

"Right! What's the matter?" Wei Min asked puzzled.

The amusement park is not as clean as a painting exhibition. There are people everywhere in it. I heard that some people will stay there. When the careless parents put their children aside to go shopping, they will seduce the children. There are also special people outside. Accidents can easily happen if you are not careful.

Lu Tianyou is only fifteen or six years old, not too old, not to mention Wei Min, a six-year-old is too dangerous.

Wei Jingsi paid for it and said, "Uncle Li, I will trouble you to take care of Wei Min this afternoon. I will stay in the art exhibition here. When they finish playing, you will pick me up again."

"How can this work? Your child is more dangerous." Uncle Li disapproved.

"It's okay. There are cameras in the exhibition. I just stay inside. If I don't come out, there will be no danger." Wei Jing said, "Don't worry, I will take care of myself."

Before Uncle Li had time to say anything, Lu Tianyou, who had been silent all the time, suddenly spoke. He smiled slightly and revealed two cute little tiger teeth, "Then I will trouble Uncle Li to take care of us this afternoon. After all, his cousin is too noisy. I'm really afraid of something by myself."

Seeing this, Li Shu had to sigh. Before leaving, he personally sent Wei Jing to the exhibition, and carefully told him not to come out until he came to pick him up later.

Wei Jing knew that Uncle Li was caring about him, so naturally he nodded obediently and listened carefully.

The exhibition was no different from before. Wei Jing looked down one by one, amazed in his heart. When can he draw such a painting, wait... he painted a Q version. Xiaomeng’s people are comparable to other masters of painting. Isn’t this looking for abuse?

Oops!

"Wei Xiaojing." With a shout of joy, a figure slammed onto Wei Jing's body, his hair was yellow, and a boy with a long hair looked like a badass hugging Wei Jing affectionately, "Why are you here? Are you Knowing that I will be here today, did you come to me specifically?"

"Huh?" Wei Jing said as he pushed the child vigorously, "Xu Jiahui, come down quickly and crush me to death."

No matter what age his mentality is, his body is still an immature child!

"Oh! Sorry." Xu Jiahui let go, his white and tender face was full of smiles, his eyes were shining, and he seemed to be saying-I didn't expect you to care about me so much~ I am so happy.

"Why are you here?" Wei Jing looked at him suspiciously, like Xu Jiahui, not like painting.

"Oh! Didn't you come to me?" Xu Jiahui was frustrated for a moment, his cheeks bulging, "This is my father's painting exhibition! Of course I am here. Although he is very annoying, it is because of his mother's face. , Reluctantly support him for a while."

What a little arrogant! Wei Jing slandered in his heart.

and many more! ! father! Xu Jiaming, Xu Jiahui... The child's eyes widened suddenly. This means that he still sighed today. The police son of Xu Jiaming who died young was his elementary school classmate? ?