I've got this kid covered!

By the time the teacher came, the farce was over.

Yan Jiushen took Chi Sui to the outside, saw Qin Renwu's head teacher at the door, thought for a while and said, "Before, I seemed to show Chi Sui the exercise book."

"Oh, oh," Qin Renwu looked at the two of them, "Where are you going?"

"Go to a small pharmacy nearby, please tell the teacher and the doorman."

Qin Renwu immediately picked up his mobile phone, and while talking with the guard on the phone, he looked at the two people walking downstairs, and couldn't figure out where he was hurt.

Just after turning down a staircase, the voices of the crowd behind him became much quieter.

Chi Sui held the sketchbook and never said a word until now, and Yan Jiushen only felt the hot moisture in the palm of his hand at the beginning, but the feeling disappeared after a while.

Not even sound.

"Chi Sui." Yan Jiushen stopped at the corner of the stairs, did not go any further, and called Chi Sui softly.

He really doesn't know how to coax children, especially the children who were most afraid of crying when they saw him.

But looking at it now, it is even more difficult to coax a child who does not cry.I'm so overwhelmed with everything, I can't even try to coax him.

Chi Sui seemed to blink for a moment, and his thick and slender eyelashes tickled in the palm of his hand for a moment. Just when Yan Jiushen thought that he would not hear Chi Sui's response, Chi Sui reached out and gently took Yan Jiushen away. Lend him Cengceng's hand.

Then he still protected the dusty sketchbook with both hands, and buried his head extremely low.

Looking from behind, Yan Jiushen could only see Chi Sui's thin white neck under the coiled tail of his hair.

Strange to say, the hot weather in Jiangcheng is always much more than the cool weather, and most people here have darker skin.But Yan Jiu thought deeply about the scene when Chi Sui bumped into him. Although his face, hands, and body were occasionally dirty, it seemed that the child was always quite white, and he was always a little different from the people around him.

Therefore, every time he could see Chi Sui at a glance among the noisy junior students.

"I didn't cry just now." Chi Sui pressed his fingertips hard on the edge of the sketchbook, pressing out the shape.

There seemed to be something suppressed in Chi Sui's voice, Yan Jiushen took a few steps and stood under the stairs, reached out and rubbed Chi Sui's hair, "Well, I'm a bit late, do you have any injuries?"

Chi Sui raised his head a little, seeing that Yan Jiushen's expression remained unchanged, he breathed a sigh of relief, his lips curled up slightly, and his voice was stagnant: "I, I, am not a pervert... nor a monster, it's just... "

He spoke very slowly, as if he was thinking about how to express his meaning well.

Yan Jiushen paused, and a reading question that he had done a long time ago exploded in his mind.

The title of the article is "Monster". A beautiful and young urban woman returned to her somewhat closed hometown, but was forced by words from neighbors and family members who were obviously gentle in the past, and shed off her fresh and beautiful clothes. makeup.But they didn't think it was enough. She still looked like a monster in this appearance, with curly hair, red lips, and high heels, no matter how she looked, she looked like a monster, so they did it.

The women in the article went crazy, but they happily said that luckily they didn't become monsters.

When he was writing that article, he even cursed.

Looking back at Chi Sui, he clenched his heart tightly with distress.

Bai Weinian had said something to him that night, Chi Sui had a diary, and he wrote a sentence on the date of the past few days.

- I'm not a monster.

"Of course you are not." Yan Jiushen held Chi Sui's face in both hands, and moved back and forth a few times, "At most, he is a kid who is very good at drawing."

Chi Sui's dark eyes, which were still somewhat depressed just now, lit up for a moment, against the clarity washed by tears, he smiled dazzlingly.

"Really?" Chi Sui's hand holding the sketchbook loosened a little, and his whole body wasn't as tense as when he just left the classroom.

Yan Jiushen: "Really, really, really!"

Chi Sui pursed his lips and didn't dare to smile too openly. It was only at this moment that his whole body relaxed, and he felt the soreness and pain in his waist and calves. He frowned, remembering to rush to the podium to pick up the dictionary When walking down, it seems that I bumped into a lot of tables and chairs along the way.

It hurt, especially the point that hit the side of the waist. Now that I came to my senses, it really hurt so much that I wanted to bend over and squat.

"Did you get it on your body?" Yan Jiushen saw that Chi Sui's expression was wrong, and he was about to go down with someone, "Go and see first, tell me who got it, and settle the score with him when it's over."

Chi Sui stood still, with a strange expression on his face. Seeing Yan Jiushen looking over, he faltered and said, "It seems that I was busy grabbing the notebook, and I bumped myself into the table and chair..."

Yan Jiushen: "Then I have to find someone to settle the score later. I knocked on the table and chair, and there may be bruises. Buy some safflower oil to wipe it off."

"Let's go, after taking the medicine, maybe you can take the unhappy children out for a ride. Last time, the trolley was too small, and there was too little room for use."

He turned around and reached out to pull the kid, but the kid was standing at the top of the stairs with his sketchbook in his arms, looking at him with dodgy eyes, as if he wanted to say something.

"What's the matter? If you don't want to go to the pharmacy, I also have safflower oil at home, so you can go back directly. In this case, your class teacher will probably give you a leave." Yan Jiushen thought for a while and said.

But Chi Sui shook his head, tugged at Yan Jiushen's clothes, and said a little embarrassedly: "Can I hit you, it's very light."

Chi Sui stood at the top of the stairs, with some light behind him, so he couldn't see his expression clearly.

Yan Jiushen suddenly remembered that Chi Sui often "accidentally" bumped into him, but not every time he saw him.

It should be when something happens.

And these things happen very often.

Seeing that Yan Jiushen didn't speak for a long time, Chi Sui scratched his head and asked cautiously: "It's too light, can't it?"

Yan Jiushen took a few steps down, stood with his hands in his pockets and looked up, with a faint smile on his face: "Okay, the key points are fine, for the sake of the children's grievances today, it doesn't matter how heavy it is."

Holding the sketchbook in his arms, Chi Sui took a tentative step down, then closed his eyes, lowered his head, and quickly ran towards Yan Jiushen's standing position.

With a muffled bang, Yan Jiushen stretched out his hand in his pocket, wrapped Chi Sui with one hand, and took a step back to stop.

The strange child is really distressing.

His waist was bruised by the corner of the table, Chi Sui bit the corner of his clothes, rubbed some safflower oil in his hand, and tilted his head to smear the bruise.

Yan Jiushen wanted to help, but was rejected by Chi Sui righteously, so he had to stand aside and grabbed a bunch of candies from somewhere and put them into the fruit plate on the table. Sketchbook, finger touched.

"Chi Sui, can I read your sketchbook?"

The safflower oil in Chi Sui's hand fell in response, the clothes he was biting on were loosened, and his face was blushed.

He stood up quickly, bent down to pick up the safflower oil, and rushed over to press the sketchbook.

"Can't?" Yan Jiu asked with a deep smile, "As the subject of the painting, the model you claim to be your model, can't you just look at it, kid?"

"..." Chi Sui hesitated for a moment, let go of the sketchbook a little, pushed towards Yan Jiushen, and then said vigilantly, "No, I can't express any opinions..."

Yan Jiushen took it, but didn't open it, but asked in memory: "You also drew the one in my exercise book?"

Chi Sui was shocked: "Didn't I wipe it off?"

Yan Jiushen recalled the clean painting that the teachers surrounded. There were indeed traces of being wiped off on the edges, but there was only a little bit there.

"I wiped it, but I didn't wipe it completely." Yan Jiushen flipped a little from the middle, "It's a pretty picture, but I'm curious, kid, why did you draw me?"

Chi Sui pursed his lips, not knowing how to answer.

But when Yan Jiushen opened the sketchbook, he was too shocked to speak, and he didn't care whether Chi Sui answered him or not.

On the page that was turned, all he could see at a glance was smiling contemptuously and fearlessly.

In the center of the picture, he is walking on the street without knowing it, holding the motorcycle key in his hand, smiling with his head tilted slightly, as if he is talking to someone.And around the screen, there are close-ups of various smiles, those with tilted heads, those with straight faces, those with heads down, and those who are looking up.

These different actions all have the same smile on their faces that is fearless towards life, wanton and contemptuous but flamboyant.

Yan Jiu pulled his face deeply, and couldn't help but wonder, does he usually smile so much?

I almost don't know myself anymore.

Just when Yan Jiu was deep in thought and shocked, Chi Sui, who had been thinking about it for a long time, suddenly spoke, the voice was still serious without the slightest hesitation: "Because you are beautiful."

"What?" Yan Jiushen lingered on the painting before he heard the words, so he turned his head and asked again in a daze.

This time Chi Sui felt a little shy, squeezed the flesh in the palm of his hand, looked at Yan Jiu with bright eyes, and said in a muffled voice, "Because it looks so good, I drew it..."

This time Yan Jiushen heard clearly and understood.

He leaned on the table, bent down, picked up a candy from the fruit plate, tore off the wrapping paper, and called Chi Sui: "My little friend, do I look good?"

Hearing the sound, Chi Sui looked over and nodded in a daze: "Okay, it looks good."

Caught off guard, a candy was stuffed into his mouth, followed by a tap on his forehead: "Forget it this time, next time you have to say that I'm handsome to be allowed to draw, do you hear me?"

Chi Sui took a sip of the sweet and greasy candy, and the curled hair on his head seemed to be smiling happily, "Okay."

At the school, Qin Ke learned about the whole incident in detail, called Cheng Haoyuan's parents, severely criticized Cheng Haoyuan, and asked him to go home and repent for a while before returning to school.

Originally, I wanted to call Chi Sui's family, but thinking that Chi Sui was being taken out to buy medicine or something, Qin Ke couldn't contact Chi Sui for a while, so Qin Ke had no choice but to briefly talk to Chi Sui's family. What happened in the first sentence, and mentioned a few words that Chi Sui is very talented in painting, and the school plans to push him to welcome the middle school art festival held by the city middle school.

I heard that the awards for this art festival are very valuable.

Chi Sui went to try his luck, not to mention any other big prizes, even if he won a small prize, it would be of some use to him in the future.

Qin Ke originally thought he would hear a more cheerful tone. After all, it had been a long time since Jiangcheng had gone out to meet others in such a beautiful way. Personally speaking, I am still afraid, and still a little suspenseful.

Besides, Yan Jiushen is not from Jiangcheng, he is originally from outside, so he should go back outside again.

But Chi Sui's family heard her say these things, said thank you teacher dryly, and hung up the phone directly.

Qin Ke was left holding the phone, wondering if he said the wrong thing?

The author has something to say: Thank you everyone!bow~