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◎That was a great surprise◎

Ji Huaihuo has never quarreled with his family members since he was so old.He can't quarrel, and he doesn't have the face to quarrel.

He uses what the family eats, and the seven-figure deposit is all given by the family, so he has no right to argue.

It's destined not to quarrel today.

In fact, he regretted it a little after he said that sentence in a weird way.

Today is Ms. Duan's birthday, and it's a day when their family finally gets together all year round. He shouldn't spoil everyone's happiness by saying these things.

Moreover, he really couldn't understand what he should be dissatisfied with.

"Sorry." Ji Huai apologized before Ji Changsheng said what he didn't like to hear, "I didn't draw well in the morning, and I can't control my temper. Mom, eat more meat, you're all skinny."

"Hey, you..." Duan Wenyan looked at the extra meat in the bowl and smiled, "You're just learning, so it's normal for you to not be able to draw well, just practice for a while and you'll be fine, who can become fat with one bite? .”

"Then what if I can't draw well all the time?" Ji Huai asked.

"If you can't draw well, you can't draw well." Ji Changsheng said, "What if I throw you away?"

Ji Huai secretly glanced at Ji Changsheng, and found that the other party showed no signs of anger, and for a moment didn't know whether to breathe a sigh of relief or be disappointed.

Maybe it’s both, I’m relieved but also disappointed or something, shaking M this M.

"Then I didn't learn for nothing." Ji Huai muttered.

"There's no such thing as learning in vain." Ji Bei put a piece of meat in Ji Huai's bowl, "Didn't someone say that whatever you learn in this life is good, there will always be times when you can use it." .”

"Listen, how enlightened is your brother?" Duan Wenyan smiled and rolled his eyes, "Okay, don't talk about those who are frustrated, eat well, the food will be cold."

A meal was tasteless, and Ji Huai didn't stay at home for long, so he ran away after eating the meal and cake.

Before leaving, Duan Wenyan packed a large piece of cake in a crisper and asked Ji Huai to take it to his classmates. When Ji Huai thought of Jingjie, his mood improved a lot, and he rushed back to the studio with the crisper in his arms.

Before it was time for class in the afternoon, Jing Jie was alone in the huge studio, lighting a desk lamp and drawing.

Ji Huai quietly walked behind Jing Jie, just about to howl to scare him, when Jing Jie Youyou said: "If you dare to use your claws to scratch me, I will cut you."

Ji Huai coughed lightly, and put the crisper in Jingjie's hand, "Actually, I just wanted to shout. Here, is the cake my mother asked you to eat?"

"I can eat it." Jing Jie stared at the cake for a while, put down his pen, and said while opening the box, "I haven't eaten yet."

Ji Huai looked at the time in surprise, "It's already 01:30, why don't you eat?"

"I don't want to move." Jing Jie said, "I still have to go downstairs to eat, and I have to come up after eating, I'm tired."

Ji Huai said unhappily: "You still breathe while you're alive, you have to breathe out after taking in one breath, does it make you half dead from exhaustion every day?"

"That's right." Jing Jie scooped up a piece of cake with a spoon and put it into his mouth, and boasted vaguely, "It's quite sweet."

"Fruit sandwich." Ji Huai asked him, "Do you feel tired?"

"It's okay." Jing Jie said.

"That's good." Ji Huai breathed a sigh of relief, "I was still worried that you don't like sweets, and I was thinking all the way what to do if you don't eat them."

"Eat it yourself." Jing Jie said.

Ji Huai rubbed his stomach, shook his head, "No, I'm done."

Liucheng No. [-] Middle School has a tradition that has lasted for many years. On Monday morning, the principal stood under the national flag and informed the freshmen of the first and first grades of this tradition. At the same time, he also announced to the teachers and students of the school that the biennial Art Festival It will be held at the beginning of November. Except for the third and third grades of junior high school, all other grades and classes will participate. I hope that the students can use this more than a month to carefully select the programs to be performed by the class and rehearse.

Except for those transferred to other classes, the current class committee cadres of class five are still the same as last semester.

As a publicity committee member, Lin Wenxin was entrusted with an important task by Hu Luo, who asked her and her friends to discuss the program of the fifth class within a week.

Lin Wenxin was suffocated, and dragged Liang Siyu and several other girls to chat and discuss non-stop all day long, and handed over a perfect answer sheet to everyone during the class meeting on Friday.

"It's like this." Lin Wenxin stood on the podium and said a little nervously: "We reviewed the grand occasion of the art festival in previous years and found that the class programs were either folk songs and dances, or dances by some men's and women's groups or ancient style dances. , I discussed it with my friends, and it was unanimously decided that we should not follow the example of our predecessors, so..."

"So are we going to do a stage play?!" Someone said excitedly.

"No." Lin Wenxin said with a deep expression, "We decided to perform a children's song and dance."

Everyone: "..."

After a brief silence, applause and cheers erupted in the classroom.

Lin Wenxin, who had already lost confidence in his plan, suddenly lit up his eyes, and immediately said: "Then it's such a happy decision!"

Now that it is decided to perform children's song and dance, song selection is an essential part.But these are all in charge of the propaganda committee, and have nothing to do with Jing Jie, the mascot-like squad leader.

Jing Jie felt that he only needed to study hard while waiting to listen to the arrangement of the propaganda committee. He didn't think that any other unusual things would happen during this period of time.

But Ji Huai obviously didn't think so.

It was a sunny class break, Ji Huai held an orchid finger and shook it under Jingjie's eyelids, and said, "Do you know what day it is next month?"

"October 23?" Jing Jie squinted his eyes and thought about it, but he didn't realize that there was anything special about this day.

Ji Huai stared at him without blinking.

Jing Jie thought about it again, but still couldn't remember it, but Ji Huai's eyes were so sad that he didn't dare to shake his head and say he didn't know.

"You really can't remember anything?" Ji Huai's tone was filled with grievance.

Jingjie looked at him for three seconds, and Fu Zhixin said, "Your birthday."

"Bingo!" Ji Huai snapped his fingers and showed his big white teeth, "You remember."

"Guess." Jing Jie said, "You never told me, okay?"

"Is that so..." Ji Huai recalled for a while, and scratched his hair, "It seems to be. Hey, I just thought that if I know yours, you should also know mine."

"You know I was born..." Jing Jie's voice stopped.

He suddenly remembered that when he was traveling during the summer vacation, in order to make it easier to book train tickets, he had given his ID number to Ji Huai.

Sure enough, Ji Huai nodded and said: "It was when we were traveling..." He rubbed his chin and fell into the memory again, "Did I really not give you my ID card?"

"No." Jingjie said, "You just swung it past my eyes when you checked in at the hotel."

"Then why didn't you look at my birthday?" Ji Huai condemned.

"Don't make trouble." Jing Jie cut straight to the point, "Just say what you want, and I'll see if I can get it for you."

"Hey, I'm the second generation of rich, so I will ask you for something that can be obtained so easily?" Ji Huai said dissatisfiedly: "It is a gift that has a sense of surprise, right?"

"Then what surprise do you want?" Jing Jie asked.

"I don't know." Ji Huai said, "You can figure it out for yourself. It's still a month away, so think about it slowly."

"Did I promise to give you a gift?" Jing Jie smiled helplessly.

Ji Huaite raised his chin, "Then you refuse."

"Then how shameless you are." Jing Jie straightened his back and stretched his sore shoulders after sitting for a long time, "Let me think about it. Hey, then on my birthday, you also..."

"Hush!" Ji Huai raised his index finger to his lips, "There will be no surprises if I say it."

The face of the scene twisted for a moment, "You don't tell me what to give."

"That's not what I said." Ji Huai said, "What if I don't give you something, are you surprised?"

"Wow." Jing Jie said indifferently, "That's really a surprise."

The gift matter is really a bit embarrassing for Jing Jie.

He is very indifferent in front of people he doesn't know, and this indifference directly makes it difficult for him to get acquainted with people.In the past, being able to become brothers with someone like Liu Fei had always been a bit of fantasy to him, but now, getting acquainted with Ji Huai is even more puzzling.

In short, he rarely has friends who exchange birthday presents.

What should I send?Do you give someone something they like?What does Ke Jihuai like?

Jing Jie thought that he could easily answer this kind of question, but when he really thought about it, he realized that he didn't know anything about Ji Huai's preferences.

Oh, it can't be said that he doesn't know anything, at least he knows that Ji Huai likes to eat pasta.

But he can't give a bowl of noodles on someone's birthday, can he?This is too shabby.

Jing Jie suddenly felt a little frustrated.

He thought that he already knew Ji Huai very well.

If you don't know what you like, then send what you need.But what does Ji Huai need?That's a rich second generation, with a seven-figure savings, what can't you buy yourself?Jing Jie pondered for a while, thinking of those masterpieces left by Ji Huai in the studio.

Oh, why don't you give me this painting tutorial.

The tutorials that can be bought on the market are definitely not good, they are too perfunctory, so he might as well draw one by himself.Mr. Zeng is teaching sketching and sketching, so he might as well help the other party lay the foundation of color.

Too professional teaching will definitely not work, the academic atmosphere is too strong, and the sense of surprise as a gift is missing.Too simple will not work, it seems perfunctory.

Jingjie finally made a decision. Starting today, I will draw a picture of Ji Huai's diary from the perspective of passers-by every day. The composition does not need to be too complicated, but it must be colored, and the color cards must be listed separately next to it, so that the other party knows that it is all for use. What color is it painted.

It is not academic or perfunctory, and it is still a field that he is good at, which makes Jingjie feel happy.

He thought that after the gift was given out, no matter whether Ji Huai wanted to hold it to study or just appreciate it, it would be worthy of his busy next month.