Master Lu's Black Belly Milk Cake

The next day, Zhong Yi was called to the dean's office as soon as he entered the school gate.

After knocking on the door and entering, Zhong Yi found out that Mr. Yao who had stolen his paintings was also there, and both of them looked unhappy.

They were unhappy, but Zhong Yi was very happy.

The dean first said: "Student Zhong Yi, it is true that the school did not investigate carefully before. I apologize to you on behalf of the school. Now that the truth has been revealed, Teacher Yao will also suspend his job for investigation. I hope this matter can be resolved here. until."

After hearing his words, Zhong Yi could probably imagine what Lu Hezhang talked about when he came to his school yesterday.

Threatening people is of course not Lu Hezhang's style. What he did must be a hundred times more frightening than "threat".

Lu Hezhang's methods were beyond Zhong Yi's imagination. He only knew that if Lu Hezhang hadn't come forward in this matter, then he must be one of the countless students who suffered from being dumb.

"I accept your apology," he said neither humble nor overbearing, "but I also hope that the school can grant one of my requests."

Now that the dean knows the identity of the person behind Zhongyi, he is anxious about how to coax that master. Now that Zhongyi has asked for it, he is of course willing to do it.

"What do you ask for, the school will try its best to satisfy you."

Zhong Yi pointed at Yao Yeshuo, who stood aside for a long time without making a sound, imitating Lu Hezhang's imposing manner, and said sharply: "I want him to apologize personally to every author of the paintings he stole, every one of them."

He always believes that having an advantage is not a disgraceful thing, but as a person who abides by social customs, he should use his advantages to balance some injustices as much as possible.

This is what it means for him to use his power without authorization.

The dean was stunned, as if he didn't expect Zhong Yi to make such a request.It is not difficult to do this, but it is very cumbersome.Yao Yeshuo has been teaching for more than ten years. Every time he needs to submit works or participate in competitions, he will steal the paintings of some innocent students. Relying on the support of someone behind him, he has become a moth in the ranks of Huada teachers. Over the years, many students have returned I can't get in touch either.

Yao Yeshuo finally couldn't help but speak, and said angrily: "Don't go too far, I've already suspended my job for investigation, and my life is ruined, what else do you want?"

Zhong Yi narrowed his eyes slightly, grabbed Yao Yeshuo's collar, put his fingers together, and asked him in a low voice: "Those lives that were destroyed by you, those painters who have been ruined because of the theft of their paintings, who will make up for their lives? ?”

He is a good talker in other things, but not in this one.

This is what he should persevere as an artist.

What Yao Yeshuo should do, naturally the dean came to advise him, Zhong Yi doesn't need to worry too much, he just needs to check and accept the results in the end.

After doing this, he felt that everything had come to a successful conclusion, and gave himself five stars for this dungeon of killing monsters.

……

The first prize of the teacher group of Huada Sketch Contest was withdrawn, which caused a lot of discussion in the school.

The easel was emptied just like that. Among a row of excellent works, an empty easel seemed particularly abrupt, and the school had a headache for several days.

The nature of this competition is quite important, but I didn't expect that there would be such a scum in the ranks of teachers. If the third prize was withdrawn quietly, it would be withdrawn. It happened to be a unique first prize. Will not work.

In desperation, the school finally removed all other paintings, and all those involved in the theft incident were also expelled, and only a few experienced and respected old teachers were sent to re-evaluate.

The student group also took it back for a re-examination. Xu Kaize was very worried that the last time he won the award was just because of his bad luck, and it happened that the auditors had misread it.

His heart was full of bitterness, how could it not be counted if he finally won the prize!

It doesn't matter to Zhong Yi, the painting he handed in was originally a scribble, it doesn't matter whether he can win the prize, as long as the first place this time is not a stolen painting or plagiarized.

In the evening, Zhong Yi came home with a small schoolbag on her back, intending to act coquettishly and ask Aunt Wu to cook some more delicious dishes to celebrate today's victory, but when she opened the door, Lu Hezhang was sitting in the living room, working with a laptop on her lap .

Zhong Yi subconsciously touched the pocket of his trousers. Fortunately, he stuffed the cigarette case and lighter to Xu Kaize early today. If he accidentally dropped it, Lu Hezhang would see it...

Lu Hezhang just looked up at Zhong Yi from the computer, and then his eyes continued to return to the computer screen, but the words were addressed to him.

"Wash your hands and eat, and then redraw a painting for the competition at night."

"Ah?" Why can't he always understand Lu Hezhang's words?

Lu Hezhang said lightly: "Draw me a painting that will win the first prize, and hand it in tomorrow."

"The first prize...it's not just what I say I can get it..." Zhong Yi muttered softly.

Only then did Lu Hezhang look up again into Zhong Yi's eyes, his eyes were still calm, as if he was really talking about a very common thing.

"I've always felt that there is only one possibility that your painting is not the number one," Lu Hezhang tapped on the computer with his finger-boned hands, "You are not interested in this number one."

The bag in Zhong Yi's hand almost slipped to the ground, and her legs felt weak for a while.

I was so teased that I almost couldn't stand up.

He couldn't help complaining in his heart, how could he make such a foul, Lu Hezhang's words and eyes could make his heart beat faster, but he had to carefully design so many things once he wanted to tease Lu Hezhang, it's too unfair!

In the end, Zhong Yi listened to Lu Hezhang's words, drew a new picture and handed it in, and then had dinner with Mr. Lu.

There was still no one talking during the meal, Zhong Yi discovered after observing for a long time that in fact, Lu Hezhang's reticence while eating was catering to his habit.

Several times Lu Hezhang clearly opened his lips to say something, but in the end he just put a chopstick in his mouth and chewed slowly.

Because of this discovery, Zhong Yi was secretly delighted for a long time.

Later, the painting was completed under the supervision of Lu Hezhang, and Zhong Yi took it to the school the next day. For the sake of fairness, he first handed it to the principal, and then the principal randomly placed it among other works in a random order.The teachers who judged the works did not know the identity of Zhong Yi, and absolutely guaranteed fair and open work.

A few days later, the results of the sketch contest came out again.

Excitedly, Xu Kaize pulled Zhong Yi to see the art exhibition, and was pleasantly surprised to find that his painting once again appeared in the ranks of the second prize.

After being happy for less than a minute, he walked back and found——

On the conspicuous easel of the first prize, there was a painting that he could not reach the level after ten years of practice.

The author's name is so familiar.

There are two big words: Zhong Yi.

The person Zhong Yi put his hands in his pockets, glanced lazily, and said reluctantly: "A random drawing is really the first prize."

Xu Kaize: "...Don't be too shy about being a human being, you may overturn at any time."