I was reborn as my own white moonlight

"Are you back?" Father Luo glanced at Luo Jin who had just entered the house, and calmly looked at the newspaper in his hand.

"En." Luo Jin replied softly, and went upstairs to the bedroom with the schoolbag in her hand.

Seeing that Luo Jin didn't go to eat, Luo's father unconsciously asked, "Aren't you going to eat?"

Luo Jin stood at the corner of the stairs and looked down, "I've eaten."

"Mom, the second brother has become more handsome!" Luo He seemed to have discovered a new world, buried his head in his arms and hugged the pillow tightly, and made a few gestures, "He has become cool and sassy, ​​it must be very cool to pull it out to meet my little sister." face."

"Isn't your eldest brother giving you enough face?" Mother Luo pinched the face of her disappointing daughter.

"It's because of the eldest brother, the teacher has to compare everything, and it's so annoying to talk about how the elder brother was before." Luo He puffed up his chubby round face, and the whole person looked more rounded, giving him a kind of cuteness cuteness.

"Stay away from Luo Jin, do you hear me?" Mother Luo lowered her head and told her daughter, but she must not let Luo Jin lead her into trouble.

"They're all brothers, why can't the second brother?"

"What second brother? Luo Jin, he..." Luo's mother was also furious. Why should Luo Jin, an illegitimate son, compare with her son? They are not comparable at all.

"What are you saying in front of the child?" Luo's father interrupted Luo's mother who wanted to tell the whole truth.

Mother Luo curled her lips in disdain, she was not willing to mention Luo Jin's name yet!

Luo Jin heard the conversation downstairs clearly. After staying in the corridor upstairs for a while, she walked back to her bedroom with heavy steps, and threw herself on the bed vigorously.

Staring blankly at the white ceiling, he was stunned for a few minutes, and the urge to paint kept driving him, wanting to release all his emotions as if to vent.

Painting is not the most important thing in life, but it is essential.After being depressed for a long time, venting became a necessity, and he could paint various colors at will, just like painting himself.

Luo Jin showed a talent for painting at a very young age, but it was a pity that he was born in the Luo family, a family that never expected him to be successful. As long as he showed his desire to paint, his mother would be unhappy.

So he hides it from everyone and goes to learn and practice.

He also habitually hides himself, seeking a weak sense of security.

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As the end of school is approaching, most of the people in the classroom are absent-minded, and even some students have already packed their schoolbags and waited for the school bell to ring.

The restless feet stretched out of the aisle, and as soon as the bell rang, he quickly rushed out of the classroom, never staying for a minute or a second.

Teacher Liu also knows the virtues of the students in her class, so she stepped back to class early in the morning to suppress the restless hearts of the students.

"Put down the schoolbags in your hands first, and listen to me." Teacher Liu knocked on the blackboard, signaling them to look over, "We have something important to announce today, and I know you don't have that talent."

Teacher Liu cleared his throat and said, "Thanks to the school's trust in our class, we allocated one of the places in the youth painting competition to us."

There was a burst of wailing in the class.

"Old Liu, just let us go! Anyone can, you pick one, as long as it's not me."

"This kind of thing is of course to find a literary and art committee member, she is good at art."

"Yes! Although the painting is average."

"I don't want to embarrass myself in the competition. Go to whoever you like, just don't look for me."

"All of you, be quiet!" Teacher Liu patted the podium hard a few times, moved a chair out to sit on it and wasted with the students under the podium, "Students who want to participate in the competition raise their hands and let me have a look."

No one raised their hand.

Hua Yan turned his head slightly to look at Luo Jin's trembling fingertips, and the long legs under the table deliberately kicked a few times to the right.

"What are you doing?" Luo Jin clasped his calf impatiently after being kicked, "everything is boring."

Hua Yan didn't beat around the bush, and asked straight to the point: "Want to participate?"

Luo Jin's drooping eyelids covered the disappointment in his eyes, and he lay down on the table dejectedly, "I don't know how to draw."

It is difficult to hide the loss and helplessness in my heart.

"I think your paintings are beautiful." Hua Yan's tone seemed to have magic power, and it could easily soothe Luo Jin's upset heart.

"I'll let you paint on my school uniform tomorrow. You can paint whatever you want."

The clear voice, like a trickling river, has slipped through my heart before I knew it, causing ripples.

"You..." Luo Jin's small Adam's apple rolled up and down, and his heart was slightly hot, as if there was a big fire, which burned him to pieces.

"I'll accompany you."

The sonorous and powerful three words, the power given to Luo Jin should not be underestimated. When people are often in a dilemma, what they need is a pair of firm hands to lead him out of the predicament.

Luo Jin pursed her lips and stood up and said, "Old man Liu, I will participate."

The school bully wants to participate in the painting competition, which is just like playing games, and the classroom explodes in an instant.

"The school bully went to participate in the competition, I don't feel so good!"

"As long as it's not me."

"Do you have any better candidates? No one wants to go, and now someone has finally stood up, and you don't want to. Do you want someone to leave school?"

"The key is that the school bully looks like the kind of person who can't draw. Aren't we afraid of losing face?"

"Is it embarrassing for you?"

"Shut up!" Teacher Liu looked at Luo Jin seriously, "Do you really want to go?"

Luo Jin's drawing skills are obvious to Mr. Liu. Take the beauty picture on his school uniform. If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he would have thought it was drawn by someone else.

"They are not willing to go, so I will go, and I won't lose a piece of meat." Luo Jin casually put on Hua Yan's body, as if she didn't take the competition seriously at all, and it didn't matter whether she went or not.

For such a person without the slightest sense of responsibility, it is impossible for the students to rest assured that he is the representative of the class.

"Ms. Liu, you have to give people a chance! Maybe there will be unexpected gains?"

Hua Yan stood up to speak for Luo Jin, clasped his hands under the table, and opened the corners of his mouth slightly, showing Hongxing Shaoxian√Dujia's infinite trust and protection for him.

Teacher Liu asked: "Luo Jin is given the quota for the competition, do you have any objections?"

The students said in unison: "No!"

"Okay." Teacher Liu nodded with satisfaction, "Luo Jin, please draw a picture and submit it before next Friday. The theme is the most beautiful scenery. You should think about it carefully. If you pass the audition, you will represent our school in the final competition. Competition, all right, get out of class."

As soon as the word "end of get out of class" was uttered, there were not many students sitting in the classroom for a moment, and they rushed towards the open door to welcome the joy of leaving school.

Hua Yan kept his word, unzipped the chain of his coat with his slender fingertips, took off his coat and threw it in front of Luo Jin's eyes, saying, "Here, pick it up and practice your hands."

The pure white coat that had been exposed to the scorching sun gave off an aura of bursting flames. When you touched the hot flames, you didn't want to let go, and your hands became tighter and tighter.

"Okay! What do you want to draw on it?" Luo Jin grinned, ignoring the strange feeling deep in her heart.

"casual."

"It's time to declare your sovereignty, draw me." Luo Jin can't learn to be polite at all. How many people in the school stare at Hua Yan and write down their names without putting labels on them. Who knows that this belongs to him? belongings.

"Remember to be handsome, I have to wear it to go out." Hua Yan unfolded the school uniform and spread it neatly on the table.

Hua Yan leaned over to straighten the folds of his clothes, looking back at Luo Jin, who was thinking while biting his pen, full of playfulness, the large school uniform covered his whole head, like a bride who was about to get married.

"Hua Yan!" Covered under the school uniform, Luo Jin didn't get too angry, nor was she in a hurry to take off the coat on her head, but called his name first.

Hua Yan uncovered half of the school uniform in the way of uncovering the bride's hijab, revealing Luo Jin's exquisite little face, her clear eyes are not like the gurgling of a small river, but like a magnificent sea, with thousands of waves in her eyes.

Time seemed to be frozen at this moment, and a sudden click shattered the beautiful picture scroll.

The person who was about to punch them in the face with a mobile phone was Zhong Gu.If he hadn't forgotten to turn off the photo notification sound, he might have taken the opportunity to take a few more photos.

"Uh~, I'll just take a few photos." Zhong Gu didn't want to secretly take pictures at first, but it would be a pity not to take pictures of this sweet and youthful picture.

"Bring the phone!" Luo Jin stretched out her hand with a dark face, her head was still covered with a pure white school uniform, and her black and white eyes were fixed on the motionless bell and drum.

It's over, his reputation as a school bully is completely gone. Zhonggu is a well-known little trumpet in the class. As long as he knows something, it means that the whole class and even the whole school know that he is wearing a school uniform. The matter of submitting to Hua Yan, he doesn't want to lose face!

Hua Yan knew Luo Jin's small movements of shaking his feet when he was unhappy. He took Zhonggu's mobile phone in front of them, uploaded the photos to his mobile phone, and then deleted them.

"Holy shit, Xueshen, you are too inhuman." Zhong Gu cried bitterly while hugging his phone, "I just took a picture."

"Didn't I keep it?" Hua Yan shrugged.

Zhong Gu said unconvinced: "But it's your cell phone that fucking kept."

Ming Xu, who had been ignored by everyone for a long time, said silently: "Zhong Gu, don't be as shameless as Hua Yan, I've already surrendered."

"I'm convinced that I lost." Ming Xu covered his face and wept. He came too early, and he couldn't insert the third leg too early.

"You gave up just like that?" Zhong Gu looked at Ming Xu in disbelief, "Do you know how rare it is for two men to compete for one man?"

"Huh?" Ming Xu was confused.

"We're even betting on who will win the beauty between you and Hua Yan, and you just gave up, what do you want us to do?" Zhong Gu asked loudly, revealing too many lies, Hua Yan sensed his words of them.

"Don't worry, there will be others without me." Ming Xu thought he had given enough reminders, and it all depended on what choice Hua Yan would make.

He stayed in this world to see how Hua Yan competed with the bosses.