Little Terrified Bun

In the quiet and bright classroom, there is only the rustling sound of writing.

Wei Zhe's brain was running fast, and he didn't hesitate every time he wrote, as if with divine help.

The two invigilators sat together, muttering from time to time in such a small voice that only they could hear each other.

"It's really fast."

"Are all children so smart now? It would be great 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, and after finishing the last big question, Wei Zhe took back the pen in his hand, looked up at the two proctors in their thirties, and said, "Teacher, I have finished the paper, please give me Next chapter."

"Oh!" The man was stunned for a moment, then smiled embarrassingly, and said, "It's getting late, you go to eat first! I'll take the exam in the rest of the afternoon."

"Okay, I see." The boy nodded reservedly, "I'm in trouble."

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

As expected of a child raised by a rich family!Tutoring is really good.Thinking of my own brat, who only knows how to play games at the age of 14, he can't help feeling a little bit resentful. Sure enough, all mobile phones and computers should be confiscated.

I don't know that the child whose father has already set his mind on his own treasure is now enjoying it silly and sweetly?Please allow me to be sorry.

The midday sun was scorching hot, warming people's bodies.

Wei Jing stopped in front of an ink painting, sketched the rolling hills with a few clear and light strokes, and painted the hazy rising sun with fiery red paint, and a few 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 bored, God knows, he has no interest in these things at all, it looks and feels the same!

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

He was already thinking about whether to use his small treasury to buy two paintings back. Now Xu Jiaming is only a little famous, but in a few years, he will be a real master, and the price of paintings will naturally rise.

"It's getting late now, young masters, do you want to go out and have lunch before continuing to watch?" Uncle Li saw that the time was almost up, so he couldn't help but speak. They are all children with delicate bodies?But not hungry.

Lu Tianyou was also impatient for a long time, but he still had to pretend to be extremely fond of it. Now that someone asked to go out, he naturally hurriedly said a few words according to the other party.

Seeing this, Wei Jing reluctantly replied "Okay".

The painting exhibition occupies quite a large area, and Wei Jing and his group did not follow the route they came from, but went around in a circle, so that they could see different paintings.The other three had no objection, they were able to go out after all, within a few minutes.

After walking for a while, Wei Jing suddenly saw a fiery red gleam at the end of Wei Jing's eyes, ink painting ink painting, most of the colors inside are different shades of black drawn with a brush, and now he suddenly saw this, Wei Jing thought in his heart Strong curiosity arose, and he couldn't help turning around and walking towards the place he had just seen.

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

On the opposite side of the corner is a painting, on a piece of verdant grass, the girl in the straw hat smiles with curved eyes, and the wind blows, blowing up the girl's light blue skirt, Outlined a good-looking range, black long braids and long braids, a few mischievous strands of hair jumped to the girl's face, the whole painting boldly used bright colors, just looking at it like this makes people feel Can't help but smile.

What caught Wei Jing's attention was that next to this painting, there was a portrait of a baby. The baby had just reached 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, in this small world, all the paintings exude a sense of warmth, as if the winter sun shines on people, making people feel comfortable and cozy.

Even someone like Wei Min who doesn't know much about painting can't help but say, "I like the paintings here, they're beautiful."

"I'm a rough person, and I can't understand anything, but it's true...it seems to be better than the outside." Uncle Li chimed in.

In terms of strokes, these oil paintings are not comparable to the ink paintings outside. After all, Xu Jiaming is famous for his ink paintings, but the writer has given these oil paintings different emotions, and the warmth, joy, and joy rush to his face.

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

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

Seeing this, the person in charge shook his head apologetically, and said, "Sorry, all the paintings here are not for sale, and are only for viewing." That's why they are all placed in such a remote corner.The person in charge enthusiastically began to sell other paintings, "The ink paintings outside are all pretty good, do you have anything else you like? I'll wrap them up for you."

"No need." Wei Jing shook his head. After seeing better paintings, he was not interested in the outside ones. "I just like this."

The person in charge sighed, "That's really impossible."

But he can also understand, children~ just like brightly colored things.

After spending the whole morning together, Wei Jing, Wei Min and Lu Tianyou got closer. The three of them chatted casually at the dinner table. After eating, Wei Min expressed that he wanted to go swimming with his cousin. Playing in the paradise, asked Wei Jing if he wanted to come together.

Wei Jing was not very interested in this, he shook his head, expressing that he wanted to continue watching the exhibition.

"Then there's nothing we can do." Wei Min sighed, he really didn't want to suffer anymore, and he couldn't speak loudly, and there was nothing fun to do, only paintings, and the last few were more comfortable to look at, what's so good about the others of.

"Going to the amusement park, is it just the two of you?" Wei Jing frowned.

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

Amusement parks are not as clean as art exhibitions. There are people everywhere inside. I heard that some people just guard there, and wait for careless parents to put their children aside and go shopping on their own. If you are not careful, accidents can easily happen.

Lu Tianyou was only fifteen or sixteen years old, let alone Wei Min, a little six-year-old was too dangerous.

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

"How can this be done? You are more dangerous as a child." Uncle Li disagreed.

"It's okay, there are cameras in the art 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 this time, suddenly said, he smiled slightly, showing two cute little canine teeth, "Then I will trouble you to take care of us this afternoon, my cousin is too noisy, I’m really scared of what might happen by myself.”

Seeing this, Uncle Li could only sigh, and before he left, he personally sent Wei Jing to the art exhibition, and carefully told him not to come out, and wait for him to pick him up later.

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

The art exhibition was no different from before. Wei Jing continued to look down one by one, amazed in his heart, when can such a half-hearted person like him draw such a painting, wait... he draws a Q version one by one What is the comparison between Xiaomeng's and other masters of painting? Isn't this looking for abuse?

Oops!

"Wei Xiaojing." With a joyful cry, a figure threw himself onto Wei Jing, a child with yellow hair and the appearance of a villain hugged Wei Jing affectionately, "Why are you here? Are you Knowing that I will come here today, did you come to find me specifically?"

"What?" Wei Jing said, pushing and shoving the child vigorously, "Xu Jiahui, come down quickly, you'll crush me to death."

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

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

"Why are you here?" Wei Jing looked at him suspiciously, with Xu Jiahui's appearance, he didn't seem to like painting.

"Hey! Didn't you come to look for me?" Xu Jiahui was instantly depressed, his cheeks puffed up with anger, "This is my father's painting exhibition! Of course I'm here. Although he is very annoying, but for the sake of my mother , reluctantly support him."

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

etc! !dad!Xu Jiaming, Xu Jiahui... The child's eyes widened suddenly, which meant that he still sighed today, Xu Jiaming's policeman son who died young was his elementary school classmate? ?