The night after winter became bleak and lonely. Just after seven o'clock, the whole small street was no longer trafficked.Shao Zhiwen put his hands in his pockets and looked around the corner from time to time.He knocked on the door of a house 10 minutes ago, and the woman who opened the door was a woman with long curly hair. After learning that she was looking for Wu Jiu, she put on an indifferent face and said, "I haven't come home yet."

He didn't intend to invite his nephew teacher into the house at all, so Shao Zhiwen continued to wait downstairs. At this moment, he finally saw the boy appearing under the street lamp.

"Teacher Shao." I didn't expect to see his student whispering softly. After a few seconds, the expression on his face became alert and indifferent, "Why are you here?"

Teacher Shao stepped forward with a soft smile: "I came here specially to find you."

Wu Jiu lowered his eyes, pursed his lips tightly, as if he had made a decision after careful consideration, and said, "I won't study art anymore, so you don't have to keep asking me to go back to class, I won't go to the training class again."

After finishing speaking, he was about to walk forward again, Shao Zhiwen quickly grabbed Wu Jiu's arm, "You don't have to make a decision now, and I didn't come to you today to persuade you to take a class, do you know about the Qinyu Competition? I would like to recommend you to participate."

Wu Jiu was slightly startled, but his tone remained unchanged: "Thank you for your kindness, I don't want to participate in these competitions, it's too late, I have to go back."

"Wu Jiu—"

Shao Zhiwen saw that the other party left without turning his head, his figure disappeared into the dark corridor, and a kind of helpless regret arose in his heart.

He stood under the streetlight and looked up at the six-storey building in front of him, as if he was looking at a gigantic monster standing upright. Shao Zhiwen suddenly felt that Wu Jiu was very much like this giant beast in the dark, with a solidified coldness, but actually just that Like one of the household lights dotted with starlight, it radiates scattered brilliance in the night.

Shao Zhiwen didn't ignore the yearning eyes that the other party showed after hearing the Qin Yu contest, so he decided to wait a little longer with the thought that Wu Jiu would come down to find him. In the past 15 minutes, he didn't see that stubborn boy .

Just when he was about to leave, there was a sound of footsteps coming down the stairs in front of him, Wu Jiu was stunned for several seconds after seeing Shao Zhiwen this time.

"Teacher Shao, you haven't left yet?"

"Well, I've been waiting for you here. The teacher wants to talk to you about the Qinyu Building. This is a good opportunity. I can see that you also want to participate, right?"

Shao Zhiwen put his frozen hand into his pocket and took out a brochure folded in half.

Wu Jiu looked at the brochure with complicated eyes, but didn't take it, and shook his head, "Sorry, I can't participate."

"Why? As long as you participate, you will definitely get a ranking. The teacher has confidence in you."

There was sadness in the boy's eyes, and he said in a tone full of reluctance: "My aunt won't let me draw anymore."

"Why? You paint so well. With your current cultural achievements, you will definitely be admitted to a top art university in the future." Shao Zhiwen was puzzled.

"There's no reason." Wu Jiu hesitated for a while, then said, "Anyway, I won't take the art school."

Seeing his resoluteness, Shao Zhiwen no longer forced himself, folded the brochure into his pocket casually, and asked, "What are you doing alone at such a late hour, running errands to buy something?"

Wu Jiu said with a little embarrassment, "No."

Before the other party could continue to speak, a "grumble" sounded, the sound was not loud, and the two approached, and it was clearly transmitted to Shao Zhiwen's ears.

"Didn't you have dinner?"

Wu Jiu didn't speak, but nodded in embarrassment.

"Let's go, teacher invites you to eat." Seeing him motionless, Shao Zhiwen smiled and said, "Just eat a little by the side, and soon, aren't you just coming down to fill your stomach? I haven't eaten yet, so we happen to be together."

The two walked out of this street, but they couldn't find a restaurant nearby, so they had to give up and went to the only steaming beef noodle restaurant. The restaurant could only accommodate four square tables. Fortunately, there were not many people at this time, so Shao Zhiwen and Wu Jiu found I sat down at a table inside, and soon the boss brought two nights of fragrant beef noodle soup.

Wu Jiu seemed to be extremely hungry, so he picked up the chopsticks and began to pick out the noodles, Shao Zhiwen said, "Be careful of the heat. Didn't you leave some food for you when you came back so late?"

The hand that stuffed the noodles into his mouth stopped, and the boy whispered: "No."

After all, he is a student he cultivated carefully. Seeing the other party's starvation, chomping on noodles regardless of his image, Shao Zhiwen couldn't bear it.He instantly understood the real reason why Wu Jiu gave up studying painting.

The teacher in the training class briefly talked about Wu Jiu's family background. His parents passed away and he lived in his father's younger brother's house. If he can't eat, he must have suffered a lot of grievances under the fence.

"Actually, you don't need to give up painting. As long as you participate in this Qin Yu competition and get a ranking, you can prove to your uncles and aunts that you are really good in the field of art. I believe they will not stop you from taking training classes." Shao Zhiwen took out the crumpled brochure again, and spread it out in front of the other party, "And he won an award, and there is a corresponding generous bonus."

Wu Jiu stopped, glanced at the brochure, his eyes hesitated, "Even so, my aunt won't allow me to continue the training class."

Shao Zhiwen said firmly: "The No. 1 bonus is enough to pay for your training expenses for half a year, which saves a lot of expenses. If you are worried about your aunt, I will talk to her personally and persuade her to continue to pay for your art education."

"It's too difficult, I'm not his son..." Wu Jiu's voice was muffled, and he continued to eat noodles with his head bowed.

Like an unsolvable problem, Shao Zhiwen tried various methods but couldn't, so he had to put it aside, the two of them ate the hot noodles in the bowl in silence, their necks and ears stiffened by the wind outside gradually warmed up.

Seeing that Wu Jiu finished eating all the beef in the bowl, Shao Zhiwen put all the beef he hadn't eaten into his bowl, "Eat more."

Wu Jiu, who kept his head down all the time, stared at the pieces of beef on the soup, pursed his lips and said, "Thank you."

Shao Zhiwen's hearty laughter sounded: "What's so polite about this, you are my student no matter what, and you are the best one in my opinion. The class saves me a lot of worry."

"What if..." Wu Jiu's eyes stopped on the brochure with uneven corners, "What if I don't get the ranking?"

Shao Zhiwen's heart moved, and he said affirmatively: "You can definitely, trust the teacher. As long as you participate in the competition and stably display your professional level, I will help you with the rest."

In the end, Wu Jiu was persuaded by Shao Zhiwen to hide his family's participation in the junior group of the Qinyu Competition, and as the other party said, he won the laurel crown.Shao Zhiwen didn't know what he said to Aunt Wu Jiu, but in the end, all the prize money was used for art training expenses, so he could continue to learn his favorite painting.

This crucial turning point in his life caused Wu Jiu, who was walking in a daze, to turn around on the straight road, and he walked towards the winding path with sparse weeds.

As soon as he started school, he was in the second semester of the second year of high school. It is reasonable to say that he also passed a few courses in between. The training class did not urge Wu Jiu to pay the fees, and his aunt never mentioned "not studying art". His attitude is better than before, maybe after that national competition, Wu Jiu really recognized his own advantages.

It coincided with the selection of works by the Olivia Art Exhibition Center. This time, the submission is open and free, without the need for a recommender model. Naturally, Wu Jiu did not let go of this opportunity to showcase his talents. He selected satisfactory personal works for the art exhibition, but it has not been accepted for a long time. to reply.

"Are you really waiting?" Shao Zhiwen smiled and entered from the back door of the studio.

The warm spring sun shines at a slant, and the classrooms filled with wooden easels are full of golden light, and even the raw and cold plaster statues are warm.After the art class in the weekend afternoon of the training school, the students often leave in the blink of an eye.Wu Jiu, who stayed behind habitually, was still painting, and it was not the time to put down his brush yet. He sat in front of the easel, and only withdrew his hand holding the paintbrush when he heard the teacher's voice.

"Teacher Shao." Wu Jiu watched the other party approaching, pretended to be calm and sat in his seat, but asked in an eager voice, "Any news?"

Shao Zhiwen stood beside him, with regret on his face, "Not yet."

"I see." Shao Zhiwen bowed his head, obviously depressed. It has been a while, if there is no news, it is the worst news.He raised his arms, trying to calm down his anxiety, and continued to color the painting.

"Hey, I was wrong—" Shao Zhiwen grabbed Wu Jiu's hand, "Where is Zhu Hong here? Stop you later, and this painting will be scrapped."

"I made a mistake, sorry." Wu Jiu withdrew his hand and put the brush aside.

"So absent-minded, because you are unhappy about the art exhibition?" Shao Zhiwen leaned forward, looking at the unfinished paintings of the students through the warm yellow light by the window, with a hint of admiration in his eyes.

Wu Jiu lowered his head, and wiped his face which was itchy by the floating dust, "No, I'm just a little disappointed."

"Disappointed?" Shao Zhiwen, who was appreciating the painting in front of him, turned his head, his eyes lit up, and he held back a smile and said, "You paint better than many people, and you work harder. You need a little confidence."

"It's just the teacher's encouragement. If I can't pass the art exhibition, it means I'm still a long way from my goal." Wu Jiu glanced at him, as if he was being hit and immersed in self-denial, if he didn't With that patch of red paint on the cheek, the atmosphere should be more melancholy.

Shao Zhiwen finally couldn't help it, raised the corners of his lips and said: "Okay, I won't tease you anymore, I just received the news over there that your painting has passed and you are invited to participate in the exhibition."

Wu Jiu blurted out: "Really?"

"I didn't lie to you this time. It's true. The invitation letter is in my office."

Only then did Wu Jiu understand, he frowned displeasedly and said, "Are you lying to me just now?"

"Teasing you, I didn't expect that you almost lost your confidence." Shao Zhiwen's mouth curled up, his words were apologetic, but there was a deep smile in his eyes, "It's fine to be distracted from painting, and even get the paint on your face .”

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