When the Young Master Fakes His Death, His Sisters Panic

"Sister, what's wrong..."

Fu Zichen looked at Fu Ling'er's strange expression and couldn't help but ask.

"fine."

that side.

Yu Ying'er posted Fu Chuan's work to the WeChat group where the group photo was taken, and received unanimous praise from everyone.

By the way, he sent it to his second uncle.

"Second uncle, I paid someone to draw a comic version for a photo. As a professor of the Star Comics Department, you can give me some comments, okay?"

After Yu Ying'er sent the message, she continued to answer questions, rubbing her chest along the way.

Yesterday, Shen Shutang rushed home and tied her to the bed, using facial cleanser like crazy... It made Yu Ying'er's chest still hurt, and she felt uncomfortable!

Hao Ze was drinking black coffee and chasing comics.

As an old artist at the national master level, Hao Ze's style tends to be traditional painting, but he does not reject the comics of the island country. On the contrary, he likes to follow their painting styles and plots, focusing on Naruto with lines, and focusing on the fashionable and simple Bleach. , One Piece, which focuses on the amount of information... can gain world-class popularity and popularity in Hao Ze's eyes. The author's creativity and painting skills dominate and cannot be shaken!

Only by learning from each other's strengths can we continue to grow. Hao Ze never rests on his laurels and is content with his current achievements. This is one of the reasons why Hao Ze can become a world-class recognized master!

When Hao Ze found out that the message from Yu Ying'er was already an hour later, he took off his glasses and clicked on the work sent by Yu Ying'er. His eyes widened at the first sight.

A layman looks at the overall feeling, while an insider looks at the composition, lines and other intellectual pronouns. This work is perfect in the eyes of laymen and insiders. The key is that Hao Ze can feel that there is a strong vitality in the painting... This is mysterious and mysterious. It is easy to understand that it allows the audience to feel the emotions that the creator wants to express in this painting.

After Hao Ze finished analyzing the work, he immediately called Yu Ying'er.

"Second uncle, what's wrong?"

"Yinger, who painted this work?"

Hao Ze's voice seemed a bit urgent.

"You're a junior from No. 1 Middle School in City G, aren't you good at painting? Second uncle."

Yu Ying'er also thought about advertising for Fu Chuan.

"You have really found a treasure now! Hurry up and introduce me to my second uncle!"

"ah?"

Yu Yinger was dumbfounded.

What is this called?

Did you predict my prediction?

Fu Chuan finished reviewing his homework and was getting ready to go to bed.

Yu Ying'er sent a message: "Junior, are you asleep?"

"Not yet, senior, what's wrong?"

"My second uncle would like to make an appointment with you. Is it convenient?"

"Second uncle...Professor Hao Ze?!"

Fu Chuan's heart beat wildly.

That's Fu Chuan's idol!

This feeling is like a fan being chosen to meet an idol who is a fan... In an instant, Fu Chuan understood why those star-chasers were so crazy.

Now Fu Chuan was so excited that his fingers were trembling and he couldn't type steadily. He took several deep breaths to calm down.

Through Yu Ying'er's relationship, it was agreed to visit Professor Hao Ze's house next Sunday.

Fu Chuan jumped up excitedly on the bed.

To be able to meet your idol so quickly... and in private!

Fu Chuan has countless ideas that he wants to talk to Professor Hao Ze!

By the way, let me share such a happy thing with Senior Shen first.

Fu Chuan immediately sent a green bubble to Shen Shutang.

Not realizing all the surprises Fu Chuan had now, the first person who wanted to share them was Shen Shutang, not anyone else.

Shen Shutang quickly replied: "Ying'er told me, junior, seize this opportunity and come to me if you have any trouble."

Fu Chuan: "Okay, senior!"

At this time, Fu Chuan noticed that Shen Shutang forwarded a message to Moments.

The content is an exchange meeting between great writers in H city.

Fu Chuan browsed through it again and found that Shen Shutang's circle of friends were all forwarded author meeting information.

Nothing has been published about Shen Shutang’s daily life.

Considering Shen Shutang's character, senior sister is not the kind of girl who likes to share her life enthusiastically in the circle of friends. She can be regarded as a breath of fresh air in modern society.

Fu Chuan thought for a moment and sent a message: "Sister, have a nice trip/wave."

Ten seconds later, Shen Shutang replied with a selfie.

Shen Shutang was sitting on the high-speed train wearing a mask and made a "yeah" gesture towards Fu Chuan.

Putting her ponytail down, the black hair was scattered on her shoulders, her eyebrows were curved, with a bit of a smile.

Breathtakingly beautiful.

Fu Chuan couldn't help but save this photo to the private album on his phone.

cough!

Who doesn’t like beautiful women?

Time flies to Saturday.

"Classmate Fu Chuan, please answer this question."

"ah……"

The absent-minded Fu Chuan was caught on the spot by the sharp-eyed mathematics teacher and asked to solve the problem on the blackboard.

"Damn, this is trouble."

Fang Kaiwei wanted to give Fu Chuan some tips. However, the question explained by the math teacher was as difficult as the sky. It could be placed on the last question of mathematics in the college entrance examination to mark the top students. There was nothing he could do. Fu Chuan just lost his mind. I didn’t listen carefully to what the teacher said. It’s impossible to do it now. The teacher is currently in menopause in his forties. The teacher caught him distracted on the spot. If he couldn’t answer the question, he would probably be scolded.

Sure enough, the teacher knocked on the table on the podium and said in a strange tone: "Students, you are now in your senior year of high school. It is the most important turning point in your lives. Even art students should not slack off in their cultural classes. Otherwise, they will miss out on the university they dream of for a lifetime." Pity!"

The teacher thought that Fu Chuan, who had not listened to the class, could not solve this problem at all, so he unscrupulously used Fu Chuan as a negative example to teach the students present. Who would have thought that Fu Chuan took a piece of chalk, looked at the question for a while, and quickly put it on the blackboard The solution formula was written.

"For example, I have been observing this classmate Fu Chuan for a long time. He has been distracted in class and does not listen carefully. How can he get good grades like this..."

"Teacher, I've finished my answer."

"You stand aside."

The teacher thought that Fu Chuan answered casually, and was about to find out Fu Chuan's mistakes, but was dumbfounded when he saw Fu Chuan's answer.

Simple and seamless, no faults can be found at all.

"Yes...that's right."

"Teacher, can I go down?"

"...You go down."

The teacher's eyes instantly became complicated.

There was a breath that he wanted to let out from his chest, but Fu Chuan blocked his breath perfectly and held it in his heart. Not to mention how uncomfortable it was!

Fu Chuan returned to his seat, and Fang Kaiwei lowered his voice and said with admiration: "Damn it! Brother Chuan, are you so good at the cultural class? Do you know this question? When I listen to the teacher, it's like listening to a book from heaven, I don't understand it at all! "

"I happened to learn it."

Last time I was in the coffee shop with Shen Shutang, Shen Shutang told Fu Chuan this similar question.

Fu Chuan remembered that this question was the final question in the mathematics college entrance examination in his previous life. Today, he happened to save Fu Chuan. Otherwise, he would have been punished by the math teacher if he made a mistake.

It was hard to get through the lunch break. There were no professional classes in the afternoon and school was dismissed early. Fu Chuan was not happy at all.

I can't think of a souvenir to bring to Professor Hao Ze.

Fu Chuan flipped through Green Paopao's chat history and sighed deeply.

Fu Chuan asked Yu Ying'er, and she only said that Fu Chuan should take the sample picture of the student union photo he drew to Professor Hao Ze's house, and Yu Ying'er would take care of the rest.

Every time Fu Chuan is satisfied with his work, he will leave a sample to save it. It is not a problem. For an adult's understanding, it is not good to go to Professor Hao Ze's house empty-handed for the first time.

Fu Chuan can't afford it because it's too expensive, and he can't give it away if it's too cheap. He's still not sure of Professor Hao Ze's preferences. How should he impress Professor Hao Ze?

Fu Chuan's fingertips rested on the chat box with Shen Shutang.

Yu Ying'er couldn't find any information, so Fu Chuan thought about asking Shen Shutang and just sent a message [Are you there? ] regretted it and quickly withdrew it. Later, Shen Shutang replied to the message, and Fu Chuan only said that he had sent it by mistake.

"You can't always rely on Senior Sister Shen, why don't you give me another pair of my works? But does Professor Hao Ze like it..."

Just when Fu Chuan was struggling.

Ding dong——

A special concern alert sounds.