Little Terrified Bun

Wei Zhe's assistant is a young man in his 20s. He wears an exquisite smoke-gray suit and combs his carefully groomed hair behind his ears. He has a mature and handsome face. He and Wei Zhe are from the same university After graduation, they have known each other for several years, and they have won the trust of Wei Zhe.

Now this mature and reliable assistant knocked on the door of Wei Zhe's small apartment with a beautifully packaged food and a decent smile.

Assistant Xu didn't understand why the boss wanted money and contacts, so why did he live in such a narrow apartment.

"That... hello." The boy who opened the door was a young boy about 12 years old, with a beautiful appearance and picturesque eyebrows. He looked up at the man, "Are you called by my elder brother to bring me dinner?"

Assistant Xu exclaimed inwardly, thinking that this child looks really good.

He has long heard that Boss has a child in his family, and that he is Boss's half-brother. The two have a deep relationship. Back then, Boss 'broke' with the Wei family because of this child, and now he has developed such a large family. power.

Assistant Xu lamented to his friends at the time, saying that his boss is really generous. If one of his parents had an illegitimate child, he would have to strangle the other party to death?

As a result, today... just so unexpectedly, I met the real person.

Well!It looks good, but just relying on the appearance can make the boss lose his mind? ?Besides, is there a lot more beautiful in this world?Why is he the only one to be favored?

"Um... is there something on my face?"

The man's expression was focused, with obvious inquiry and doubts in his eyes, which made Wei Jing a little awkward and uncomfortable, as if he was a little white mouse locked in a glass box, and someone would come and peel off his skin at any time?

"Ah?" The man was stunned for a moment, and when he came back to his senses, he quickly restrained the expression on his face, and with a thoughtful and sincere smile, he handed the things in his hand to the child, "I bought some easy-to-digest pasta and side dishes , I hope you like it."

Wei Jing was stunned by the man's sudden change of face, and said "Oh!" in a daze.

"Have a nice meal."

Wei Jing: =-=

A good assistant, acting like a food delivery person, shouldn't the next thing be "please be sure to give a five-star praise"?

Assistant Xu: "..." Why does this kid look at me like that?Am I doing something wrong?

After Assistant Wei Jingchao said "thank you" softly, he unpacked the things on the dining table. As soon as he opened the takeaway box, there was a burst of aroma. A refreshing side dish, very suitable for supper at night.

Wei Jing was so fascinated when he was painting that in the blink of an eye, it was past eleven o'clock at night.

The eldest brother had already fallen asleep at this time. He sat on the chair alone, picked up the soft and smooth noodles with chopsticks and ate slowly, his hungry stomach was filled, and he no longer shouted about his sense of existence. After taking a sip of the soup, Wei Jing let out a big 'ah'.

Well!It feels great!

Wei Xiaojing, who was full after eating and drinking, rubbed his white and tender belly with his hands, and cleaned up the things on the table - piled up together.

After all, he is a housewife.

I felt very good about myself and went to rest.

Therefore, when Wei Zhe woke up with a hangover the next day, what he saw was a messy dining table. He knew whose masterpiece it was at a glance, and rubbed his forehead silently. He threw everything into the trash by himself. bucket.

God knows, he wanted to throw the table away when he saw it.

At this time, the sky had just turned pale, and a bright light illuminated half of the sky, and the dark night gradually faded away.Everyone is welcoming a brand new day.

The nanny, who arrived late, greeted her employer with a gentle smile on her face, walked to the kitchen with fresh vegetables in her hand, and began to make breakfast for the Wei family brothers.

When Wei Jing woke up, breakfast had already been prepared and placed on the table.

As usual every day, the two of them had breakfast together. Wei Zhe first sent Wei Jing to school, told him carefully, and finally shut up silently under Wei Jing's helpless eyes. Be a transparent person in front.

When Wei Jing went to the office with the painting he drew last night, he felt very uneasy. He was afraid that he would lose face if he painted too badly.

Therefore, when he found two other contestants standing aside with paintings in the office, he wanted to turn around and leave! ! !How did they hit each other?If it was just him and the teacher, it would be ugly if it was ugly, and it would be a big deal to lose the spot, but now...

"Primary school brother, you are here too, what a coincidence!" The third grade senior sister greeted Wei Jing with a smile.

"Yes, what a coincidence!" Wei Jing said poorly and smiled mischievously.

Is it a coincidence?

Among the three contestants this time, except for Wei Jing, the other two are ninth graders.

One is the president of the student union, that is, the senior sister who just greeted Wei Jing. She has big eyes, white skin, dark skin, and straight. She is not only good-looking, but also proficient in everything. she.

For example... Ye Xiaopang from the elementary school next door.

The other one was Le Cheng who participated in the Youth Art Exhibition last year and won the third place. It is said that he has been learning painting from a master since he was a child. He has excellent painting skills and is quite arrogant.

It is not difficult to understand, after all, he is a genius!

Wei Jing backed away silently, the originally shining cat eyes drooped down in frustration, and the curly black eyelashes were like a small fan, and the people who watched wanted to touch a couple of them.The senior who was regarded as a goddess by the boys at school secretly covered her nose, it's numb!For a face controler, such a flourishing beauty really has too much impact.

Leben has always had a problem with this junior who came in from the 'back'.Not to mention that Bai took up a spot, it would be a disgrace to their school to be eliminated in the first round.

But looking at the pitiful appearance of this child, he is suffocating, Ma Dan!Is it a foul for you to be cute?

Wei Jing who just stood there doing nothing: "..."

"Okay, what are you doing standing still? Just give the painting to the teacher." Lecheng felt that as a good senior, he should learn to be considerate of his classmates. He patted the young boy on the shoulder and comforted him: "Don't be afraid, Friendship comes first, competition comes second, even if you get tricked in the first round, I won't blame you."

Lecheng asked himself that what he said was watertight, that's a good one.

But this man, Le Cheng...has a mean face by nature, with long and narrow eyebrows, deep eye sockets, thin lips, and Western-style facial features, with '{twist} kind {curvy} cut {ke} and {horror} under his eyes Kindness' smile, like a poisonous snake ready to hunt, opened its fangs.

Wei Jing shivered in shock, swallowed subconsciously, smiled uglier than crying and said: "Don't worry, senior, I will work hard."

Brother!He seems to be threatened, how to break?

Lecheng: "..." Does something seem wrong?

Goddess senior: "..." What about the arrogance that was agreed upon?Hehehe!

"The teacher is relieved to see that you have such a good relationship." The head teacher sighed, with a motherly smile on his face, "Wei Jing, give your painting to the teacher!"

"Okay." Wei Jing's fingers were trembling slightly, his heart was beating extremely fast, and his small face was tightly crumpled, especially when the head teacher removed the outer layer of covering canvas, he really wanted to wipe everyone's eyes. Cover your eyes.

"This...is this what you drew?" The teacher's tone was full of doubts and astonishment.

"That's right! I'm not very good at drawing, teacher, do you want someone else to come over..." Wei Jing said timidly in a low voice.He was very sad in his heart. This was the best painting he had ever drawn. He thought that even if he couldn't compare to his seniors, he could still be considered average!

In the end... the teacher turned out to have this expression, it really is... too bad?

"That's not bad, my God!" The teacher raised the painting excitedly, "Your painting is so good, it's just like... a master's handwriting." The teacher was at a loss for words, but she didn't understand Thinking of it, Wei Jing, who was just making up the numbers, actually painted better than the other two.

After all, young people aged [-] or [-] can paint simple things in oil paintings, such as placed fruits and sculptures... Too complicated paintings will make their pictures "dirty". The picture has no sense of hierarchy.

But Wei Jing's painting has a perfect composition, the sunlight coming in from the window, the row upon row of furniture, and all the details are handled well.

After the excitement, the teacher calmed down, and he asked carefully, "You drew these words yourself, didn't you?"

No wonder she was suspicious, it's just that Wei Jing's family background is well-known in the school, and this painting was not drawn in front of them. If his parents are willing to spend money to buy a painting to make their children happy, it is not impossible.

"I drew it last night." Seeing that the teacher's expression did not seem to be fake, Wei Jing glanced at the paintings of the other two.

One is a cute little cat, and the other is a grassland.

After reading it, Wei Jing glanced at the seniors a little strangely, this...is it really powerful? ?

Wei Jing felt that he had been deceived.

In fact, Wei Jing is really not to blame for such embarrassing things happening. God knows that Xu Jiaming asked Wei Jing with the ability of a master, especially after Wei Jing showed amazing talent in painting, he asked Wei Jing even more It is strict.

In order to prevent the child from being proud, he would criticize Wei Jing's paintings fiercely every time, and finally muttered that my paintings were better than yours when I was in elementary school?At your level, do you think you are still in the first grade?Remember you are twelve not two years old...

Then, Wei Jing, who had low self-esteem and lacked confidence, felt that he was really a waste, useless at all.

Wei Jing's inferiority complex left traces when he was very young.

At first, it was because the friends in the community rejected him because he didn't have a father. After a while, his mother passed away, and his father didn't care. He will look at him with a look of disgust and pity.

Wei Jing couldn't help feeling more and more inferior.

Therefore, when Xu Jiahui criticized him, Wei Jing had no doubts about his level of uselessness....

The author has something to say: Assistant Xu: Where did this kid attract the boss?

Wei Zhe: Probably stupid!Stupid and stupid!

Wei Jing: ... Take a look, take a look? ?

Goddess Senior: I like good-looking people, drooling.

Senior Lecheng: I hate people who are incompetent the most... Lying on the grass! This is called opening the back door, you seem to be teasing me.