Chapter 42:

After Nie Ningle transferred to the same school as him, he had a quarrel with Ye Xiaopang and Xu Jiahui, and the teacher got a headache.
It was hard to appease them, and for whom the three of them had the best relationship with Wei Jing, a little quarrel in two days and a big quarrel in three days. Wei Jing, who had gotten the first two big, couldn't bear it, so he jumped two levels directly up, and it was all right now, all three of them were dumbfounded.
Without Wei Jing's "blue face and trouble water", the three people who had the same hardship experience, were thrown together to keep warm, and finally became good friends.
Wei Jing: MMP
In his last life, Wei Jing had a crush on Nie Ningle. He liked Ningle's optimism, strength, and omnipotence...that was something he couldn't have.
But now... Forget it, he should paint!
Who can understand the pain of an idol's breakup?
Now that four years have passed in a flash, Xu Jiahui and the others are still in the sixth grade of elementary school, while Wei Jing is in the second grade.
"Wei Jing, your painting skills are obvious to all. Our school will nominate three students to participate in this youth painting exhibition. The teacher has reserved a place for you." The class teacher with gold-frame glasses will sign up with a smile. The form was handed to the teenager, "Go on! Try to make it to the final."
Wei Jing held the registration form dumbfounded, "...Let me go, it's not so good!"
"Teacher believes in your strength." The woman patted Wei Jing on the shoulder and encouraged: "This time you can get extra points in the high school entrance examination. Come on."
Wei Jing, whose grades are always in the top five of grade: =-=
"Thank you teacher, I will work hard, then... teacher, I'm going to class." Wei Jing took the registration form and walked outside the office.
"Okay, remember to fill out the form and send it over before school today."
"Yes."
Wei Jing's middle school and elementary school are integrated and can be directly promoted, and many of them are admitted from other schools, and there are many talents. Wei Jing looked at the registration form a little sad. He has been studying painting with Xu Jiahui over the years and has been quite assiduous, but every time he finishes painting, he will be sprayed with dog blood...
Wei Jing was a little frustrated. He felt that he might not have the talent in this area. Now that he got the recommendation, he couldn't help but feel terrified. What if... What if he gets swiped in the first round?
"Wei Jing, what's the matter with you? You are frowning, as if someone owes you millions." A friend I knew at school joked.
Wei Jingshen sighed deeply, patted the other party's shoulder weakly, and looked at the other party with a look of "you don't understand". If someone really owes him money, does he need it?
Over the years, he humbly asked his elder brother for advice. Under the guidance of his elder brother, he bought a lot of stocks. His small treasury has increased four or five times, and he is now considered a rich man.
Although still incomparable with Big Brother_(:з」∠)_
It feels like making money to raise a eldest brother...really...a long way to go, eldest brother is worth so much higher than him, I can’t afford it QAQ
All day, Wei Jing had a little face. When he handed the registration form to the teacher, he kept asking, "Teacher, do you really want to recommend me? Don’t regret it! Now it’s still too late. Think about it. Don't change people?"
The teacher was directly amused by his words, and felt that this child was genuine and sincere, and no one else would get any chance.
In terms of painting skills, their school is definitely no better than a specialized art school.
The reason why Wei Jing was recommended this time is because he showed a good hand in the class meeting last time, and the other is that he was the youngest, just turned twelve, and reached the threshold for registration. With him here, even if the school loses, you can still find an excuse to say that the students in our school are still children. Why are you embarrassed to argue about winning or losing with a child?
Didn’t you say that friendship is first and the game is second?
Wei Jing didn't know the Xiao Jiujiu among them. As soon as he got home, he threw his schoolbag away and ran to his studio staring at the little short-legged'Da Da Da'-this room was originally vacated for Wei Zhe As a study room, after Wei Jing learned to paint, he simply left a space for his children to paint.
Taking out the drawing board and tarp, Wei Jingshen took a breath and began to think in his mind what he should draw. After a while, he held the pencil in his hand and started to draw the sketch on the canvas.
He painted very seriously, stroke after stroke. Slowly and familiarly-the large balcony in the living room, the soft fabric sofa, the cute yellow sponge pillow... The young man with only the black back of his head squatted on the ground, and the young man standing opposite to the young man showed a delicate half. s face……
The brilliant sun shines through the transparent glass of the balcony onto the two people, giving them a vague halo.
There are also magazines scattered on the coffee table; the white spider plant blooming in the small flower pots in the corner; the green radishes fixed on the wall stretches its veins; a gray rabbit slippers are littered outside the shoe rack...
This painting Wei Jing uses a lot of warm colors, a warm family-like cabin, tall young people, and crooked children who are rubbing their hair and smiling... constitute a beautiful picture.
After Wei Jing finished painting, he looked at it for a while, this...this turned out to be what he drew_(:з」∠)_
It's... I can't believe it.
When he was painting, he didn't think about anything, he just subconsciously moved the pen. As a result, this painting... is better than all the oil paintings he painted before (/ω＼)
Smart and active, as if the people in the scroll will jump out of it in the next second.
It was pitch black outside, and a few scattered stars dotted the night sky. After Wei Jing heard the door opening, he ran out of the studio excitedly, "Big Brother."
The young man who had just entered the door was tall and straight, with handsome eyebrows, and his narrow and long phoenix eyes curled lightly, with an irrefutable domineering attitude. At this moment he looked at the little boy running towards him, the ice in his eyes melted and turned into a spring water, with unconscious tenderness, "What are you running? What should I do if I fall down later? "
"Big brother, big brother, come and see my painting." Is Wei Jing excited at this time? He grabbed his elder brother's wrist tightly with both hands, and pulled people into the studio.
Wei Zhe rushed back right after attending the dinner, with a faint drunkenness on his body, and his mind was a little dizzy.
At the moment, being dragged forward by Wei Jing is not annoying, but secretly rubbed his temples with his hands to make himself awake. The Wei family’s principle of raising younger brothers over the years is to boast if you have the conditions, and boast if you don’t have the conditions to create the conditions.
"Is this me?" Wei Zhe was a little confused when he saw the painting.
"Yes!" The boy's eyebrows were already a little long, and he could vaguely see the boy with picturesque eyebrows in the future. The dark and curled eyelashes dropped a small shadow on his eyelids, and the round cat eyes, the tails of the eyes were naturally upturned, looking at others diagonally like this, extremely attractive.
"This is my big brother, this is me, it's just our living room, our home..." The boy's white fingers touched the oil painting imaginarily, and the paint hadn't dried out yet, so he didn't dare to touch it.
Wei Zhe watched for a long time, he suddenly smiled, perhaps because he was drunk and obscured people’s sanity. Like a long, long time ago, the well-knotted hand of an adult male passed through the boy’s neck and pulled him into his arms. He mischievously blew a breath of heat into the cute and small cochlea, with a deep and voice, "Little fool, you are not the same as you in your painting!"
People can see others every day, but they see themselves very rarely.
Little fool!
The air conditioner in the room was quietly working, and Wei Jing's brain was blank. At this time, he was no longer the reborn him, but in his previous life...every time he did something wrong, he would be hugged by his brother. Call him gently'little fool'.
"Big... big brother... you... why do you call me that?" Wei Jing's eyes widened, his expression complicated.
Ahhhhh! ! ! Could it be that Big Brother was born again? Then... Then would he hit himself? Hit... Hit it. He should have been QAQ. Wei Jing thought wildly, his brain was full of all kinds of sounds, and it was about to explode.
The drunk Wei Zhe didn't realize that there was something wrong with the young boy. He smiled softly, his voice blasted people's ears, "Aren't you stupid?"
Wei Jing: =-=
Wei Jing subconsciously breathed a sigh of relief, but he was a little sad and inexplicably disappointed. It's not ‘big brother’! That’s right, I’ve been alone in my previous life. Isn’t it normal for my eldest brother to call himself a ‘little fool’?
The young man's body was hot, his back pressed against his chest, Wei Jing had difficulty breathing and pushed Wei Zhe, "Big Brother, are you drunk? Go and rest!"
Although the eldest brother's career has started, it still needs to be integrated. These days, he has been running around and running around, and Wei Jing is heartbroken to watch.
"Yeah." Wei Zhe nodded tiredly. He already had blue-gray dark circles under his eyes. He glanced at the child, "Have you eaten yet?"
Wei Jing blinked, blinked again! Decisively lied, "Eat."
"Heh! Little liar."
Wei Zhe picked up the phone and asked his assistant to bring something to eat, then turned his head to look at the young boy whose face was embarrassed because of the lie, and his face was a rare show of the 18-year-old's brazen wanton, "Just You dare to lie in front of me, you just blink, I know what you want to do?"
Wei Jing's shocked mouth opened wide, big brother...big brother, you are so amazing? Could this be... the extra ‘power’ that came out after the development of the brain? ?
"What are you thinking about?" Wei Zhe was amused by his stupid look, and he reached out and flicked the child's forehead, "I'm lying to you, where are the dishes in the living room? Where did you say I knew it?"
Wei Jing...Wei Jing felt that his eldest brother was too bad, how could he bully him like this? _(:з」∠)_