Chasing after that warm male brother

When Wei Nan left the greenhouse, Qiao An threw the paintbrush and fell to the ground with a long sigh.

In fact, just now Qiao An scolded Wei Nan as a fool, he wasn't really scolding Wei Nan, he was scolding himself.

Wei Nan is not an idiot, he is.

Obviously at the beginning, he was still worried about whether Wei Nan would alienate him, but after Wei Nan showed his kindness to him, Qiao An couldn't help but become aggrieved, and then went ahead and blamed Wei Nan for his mistakes.

If Gao Yi was here, she would probably snort him with disdain, and then secretly find an opportunity to scold him for being hypocritical.

But he has such a bad temper, he can't wink and has a weird personality. If he is said to be hypocritical, then he should be hypocritical, Joan thought cheekily.And even if he is hypocritical, willful, and unreasonable, Wei Nan will not really hate him.

Now he could finally be sure of that.

Speaking of which, after Qiao An realized what Wei Nan really meant, he was absolutely ecstatic at that moment.

His heart was burning hot, as if countless small balloons soared to the sky, and then exploded pieces of fireworks in the sky.

It turned out that Wei Nan cared about him so much, not because he felt that he was dispensable, Qiao An thought, otherwise why would he worry about whether he was angry with him?Why do you think that you have been restless for several days?

He cares about me!

He cares about me!

This sentence kept repeating in his mind.

At that moment, Qiao An seemed to feel the feeling when Wei Nan touched ~ his lips and stared at him that day. At that time, they were so close that they could hear the beating of each other's heart in the chest.

At that time, his heart was beating so violently that it almost jumped out of his chest, and he thought the bursts of thumping were his heart sounds.But at this moment, he was thinking, maybe it was not only his own heart that was beating violently at that time, but also Wei Nan's.The other party was actually as nervous as him, afraid of his rejection and his indifference, instead of singing a one-man show by himself.

Although this is a question that cannot be answered, one thing is certain, that is, in the face of love, there will always be someone who has such a charm that can make you fall into hell because of his words, and will say another word for him Return to heaven.

Now Joan is in heaven.

He couldn't help grinning, thinking he was stupid enough.

But when Wei Nan came up with drinks and refreshments, Qiao An straightened his face again, pretending to be unhappy.

Wei Nan didn't mind, and carefully poured black tea into the cup and handed it to him.

Joan pouted, "I told you I don't like tea." Even so, he reached out to catch the cup.

Seeing Qiao An's expression, Wei Nan smiled slightly. When Qiao An hated him making his own decisions, he liked to put on such a face to show his opposition. At that time, he had guessed whether Qiao An didn't like him, but now It seems that the meaning of this expression is more embarrassment.

Wei Nan reached out and rubbed Qiao An's head.

This time Joan did not refuse.

When it was almost December, the results of the autumn-themed competition came out.

Sure enough, Qiao An's name was not among the first few, which was not surprising to Qiao An, but what surprised him was that he didn't even get the third prize this time.

"How is it possible?" After knowing Qiao An's achievements, Shen Yanqing was even more unbelievable than Qiao An himself. "That is a work completed under my judgment. How could it be possible that there is no consolation prize?" He thought that Qiao An would at least Can come back with a certificate of second prize.

Joan frowned, "Maybe the painting is really bad. I'm not satisfied with many things in it."

From the perspective of technique, the painting "Hands" is qualified, even a few steps ahead of many of his previous paintings, thanks to Shen Yanqing's help, but from the emotional point of view, this painting The painting seems very stiff.Joan didn't know how he suddenly had such a wrong inspiration.

"Forget it." Joan shrugged. "I will choose a better subject next time. Let's take this as an exercise."

The paintings that won the ranking will be exhibited in the exhibition hall of the Provincial Art Museum in the next few months, and the works that did not win the ranking will be returned to the contestants.However, a strange thing happened at this time. When Joan went to the room where the works were stored to pick up his paintings, he was told that he had no works here at all.

"How is it possible?" Joan was very surprised. "Could there be a mistake somewhere?"

However, the result of the query again was still nothing.The custodian couldn't help looking at Joan with suspicious eyes, his expression clearly felt that Joan was lying to him.

Joan held back his breath and asked, "Will it stay in the selection area so I didn't get it back?"

The custodian said, "The place has been emptied, and now all the works of your students are here, and it is impossible to leave them behind."

Hearing this, the teacher Qian Zhiyong who came with him suddenly had a bad face, because he had the impression that Qiao An handed in the works very early, and he even put all the paintings of the whole class who participated in this competition In my own office, I moved to the competition area in the last few days.But now Qian Zhiyong remembered again, it seemed that he hadn't seen Qiao An's painting during the selection process.

Could it be that someone took it away while it was in the office?

It's not impossible. After all, the door of the office is not locked during the day. If a teacher wants to go to the classroom to teach, then anyone can enter the office.

Joan was silent for two seconds, then suddenly uttered a name. "Xiong Weiming."

Xiong Weiming won the first prize in the competition this time, and became popular again in the college. He was very proud. He purposely dangled around Joan these days, showing off his success like a peacock with its tail open. At that time, Joan It's also strange where he got the guts to know that this guy is usually so frightened that he can't even speak clearly when he just glances at him.

Now that I think about it, could the disappearance of my work be caused by this guy.Because Xiong Weiming always believed that it was Qiao An's fault that he didn't submit his design draft last year, so he even bribed people outside the school to teach Qiao An a lesson.

Thinking of the provocative words the other party said to him at the beginning of the competition, Qiao An became more and more sure of his own thoughts. Although the work "Hands" was indeed not a good one, it had cost him a lot of thought, and it disappeared just like that. There is no way to accept it.Feeling angry for a while, he turned around and ran to the classroom, pulled Xiong Weiming's collar and pulled it over, asking him, "Is it a good thing you did?"

Xiong Weiming was reading a book when someone grabbed him by the collar and lifted him up. He screamed in fright. He struggled desperately, trying to break Joan's wrist with all his strength, but Joan's strength was much stronger than this kind of white chicken. Xiong Weiming couldn't break free.The stuck envy and neck are red.

"You are insane, you hit people for no reason!" He said these words with difficulty, and the people around were frightened, and when they reacted, they quickly stepped forward to separate the two.Qiao An was pushed away from behind by a tall boy, and only then did he loosen the grip on Xiong Weiming.

After a while, Qian Zhiyong also came.

He's here to make a mess.

When this kind of thing happened, he naturally didn't want to say that it was his own fault - because he didn't take good care of the student's work and the painting was lost. This reason will become a stain on his career, but it is also wrong to let this matter go away. It is possible that Joan and the Qiao family behind him are not easy to offend.After thinking about it, Qian Zhiyong found that the best way is to suppress this matter first and then settle it with Qiao An in private.

Xiong Weiming said angrily, "Then what will he say when he hits me? I'll go to the Academic Affairs Office to sue him! Make him a big mistake!"

Joan's tone was sarcastic, "I haven't beaten you yet, do you think you'll still stand here after I beat you?"

Xiong Weiming spat at him. With people around him here, he didn't believe that Qiao An could do anything to him.

Qian Zhiyong was in a bit of a dilemma. In fact, when Qiao An rushed out angrily, he felt that this matter might not be simple. After seeing Qiao An attack Xiong Weiming, he became more certain of his judgment. An's painting was taken away, and this person is probably Xiong Weiming.Qian Zhiyong recalled briefly, and vaguely remembered that Xiong Weiming and Qiao An seemed to have had conflicts last year.

If it is really Xiong Weiming, how should we deal with it?Qian Zhiyong thought about it.

Xiong Weiming is his beloved disciple. He has all the talent and skills as an artist in the process of painting. If he trains well, he should have a bright future in the future. Although he also knows that Xiong Weiming is a bit narrow-minded, it has nothing to do with his achievements after all. — Picasso was also a famous jerk, but everyone knows he is a world-famous writer.Thinking in this way, Qian Zhiyong ignored Xiong Weiming's shortcomings and always valued him very much.

It was also true that Qian Zhiyong didn't want any trouble for him.

Moreover, the most important thing is that this kind of scandal should not appear in his class. The students stole the works because of conflicts. have a certain influence.

Qian Zhiyongzhi made a decision after thinking for only a few tens of seconds. He coughed and said to everyone. "Qiao An, you still don't know what's going on with your painting. Don't make any judgments and think it's Weiming's fault. Weiming is also the same. Small conflicts between classmates often happen. Don't worry too much about it. How about it?" , after all, Joan made a move just now, you should apologize to Weiming first."

Qiao An looked at Xiong Weiming angrily, he refused to apologize to this guy.

But everyone looked at him, hoping that he would apologize quickly. Qian Zhiyong wanted him to calm down and settle the matter quickly. The classmates felt that he came here suddenly to bully others, which was unreasonable.

He looked at Xiong Weiming, who gave him a smug smile.

In the end Joan didn't apologize, he left the classroom angrily, not even in the mood to go on to the next class.

He felt very angry, but there was nothing he could do.

After school, Xiong Weiming walked out of the school humming a song.

Speaking of which, Joan suddenly appeared today and lifted him up from his seat. It would be a lie to say that he was not surprised, but the surprise actually didn't have much meaning, because he had long wanted to see Joan's extremely angry face.

He had vowed to give Joan a good look, and now his wish has finally come true.

When Qian Zhiyong put everyone's works in his office, Xiong Weiming noticed that his office was often unlocked.At that time, he suddenly had an idea, that is to let Qiao An experience the feeling of losing his work and not being able to win the prize last time.For this reason, during his lunch break one day, he sneaked into the teachers' offices while Qian Zhiyong was going to the bathroom, and stole the painting with Qiao An's signature.

He felt that what he did was very pleasing to the hearts of the people, and even doing justice for the heavens.Because in his eyes, Qiao An didn't have the strength to win the competition. He had seen Qiao An's paintings before, and they were only at that level. Feel extremely unfair.

Sure enough, if you have a good background, you don't need any effort, Xiong Weiming sneered, so what he did was absolutely right, absolutely nothing wrong.