Chapter: 55
Liu Ziang frowned, "What's the matter with you?"
Qiao Anchu explained, "Teacher, I will participate in the finals of painting on Wednesday, so..."
As soon as these words came out, Liu Ziang was shocked, "Classmate An Chu, are you saying you are going to participate in the Summer Painting Finals? Really?"
"Teacher, your message is so backward, what An Chu said is true, she is really good, everything is fine."
"Student An Chu is so responsible, anything will do! She's beautiful and envious."
"Unlike that Qiao Yimo, she is unwilling to let her win glory for our class."
"It's not unwilling. Maybe Qiao Yimo is afraid of embarrassment. After all, we insiders know how the test results come from." The students said one after another.
Qiao Anchu couldn't help but sneered, and then pretended to say calmly, "Don't say that! Our classmate Yimo has never participated in this kind of competition. It is normal that I can't adapt to it for a while. My painting is also in the finals, not necessarily. I can win the championship."
Liu Ziang's eyes widened, a little shocked, this Qiao Anchu is indeed amazing.
"Then you don't need to try for the first time. After all, your math scores are obvious to all. Have a good competition and try to win a painting championship." Liu Ziang pushed his glasses and said.
Qiao Anchu nodded, smiling all over his face, "Thank you, teacher!"
After class, the classmates flocked to surround Qiao Anchu.
"An Chu, you have to cheer for the painting contest!"
"An Chu, you are too good, but unfortunately I have no talent. If I can paint, I will worship you as a teacher!"
Listening to the flattering of the classmates, Qiao Anchu looked at Qiao Yimo specially. She was in a daze in the corner, looking so pitiful. Genius remembers for a second
But the poorer Qiao Yimo is, the happier she is.
There was another hypocritical smile on her face, "Don't tell me, I'm very stressed!"
She actually thought about it a long time ago. The champion is none other than her. What kind of pressure is there. It's hard to beat her in a mere competition?
Yu Changze looked at Qiao Anchu's hypocritical smile and looked at Qiao Yimo, "Sister Mo, you can bear this white lotus!"
Qiao Yimo played the game blankly, and said lightly, "It's not always true who will kill you, just wait."
Qiao Anchu looked at Qiao Yimo again and found that she was talking with Yu Changze.
She knew that Qiao Yimo's calmness was pretended, and he might actually be scared to death, hahahaha!
On that day, when I returned to Qiao's house after school, Qiao Renshan had brought back the skirt he had bought.
Qiao Anchu likes it so much. After all, his father is very generous, and all he gave away are famous brands. This time the skirt will get a lot of attention in the painting contest! Just think about it.
Dong Yan glanced at the closed door of the room upstairs and motioned for Qiao Anchu to send another dress up, "An Chu, you take this one to Yimo."
Qiao Anchu nodded, "I'll go right away."
She walked upstairs quickly, walked to the door of the room, knocked on the door of the room, but no one answered.
Is Qiao Yimo away?
Qiao Anchu glanced around the corridor, confirmed that there were no servants, and sneaked in.
As soon as I opened the door, I found that there was no one.
This is the first time she has entered Qiao Yimo's room, and she usually closes the door tightly.
Humph! I see what baby you really have.
Qiao Anchu put his hands in his pockets, walked to the glass window, and placed a long table in the most conspicuous position.
There are painting materials on the long table and a painting that is about to be completed.
Qiao Anchu's doubts came to his mind, Qiao Yimo can paint?
How is this going?
She looked at the words in front of her, her heart stunned, vividly, the plum blossoms inside were stunningly beautiful, and the layout was perfect, it was a rare painting.
Could it be that Qiao Yimo painted it himself or bought it?
If you painted it yourself, there must be a deposit.
A thought flashed in Qiao Anchu's mind, and he began to rummaged through boxes and cabinets, and finally found a lot of completed paintings under the lattice of her dressing table.
Each one is amazing, with animals, portraits, landscapes and even buildings.
Immediately, a thought flashed in her mind.
Qiao Anchu craned his neck and glanced outside the door, there was no movement.
She picked out a few of them, secretly took them out, then sorted things out, everything went back to normal. JrNovels.com
Qiao Anchu explained, "Teacher, I will participate in the finals of painting on Wednesday, so..."
As soon as these words came out, Liu Ziang was shocked, "Classmate An Chu, are you saying you are going to participate in the Summer Painting Finals? Really?"
"Teacher, your message is so backward, what An Chu said is true, she is really good, everything is fine."
"Student An Chu is so responsible, anything will do! She's beautiful and envious."
"Unlike that Qiao Yimo, she is unwilling to let her win glory for our class."
"It's not unwilling. Maybe Qiao Yimo is afraid of embarrassment. After all, we insiders know how the test results come from." The students said one after another.
Qiao Anchu couldn't help but sneered, and then pretended to say calmly, "Don't say that! Our classmate Yimo has never participated in this kind of competition. It is normal that I can't adapt to it for a while. My painting is also in the finals, not necessarily. I can win the championship."
Liu Ziang's eyes widened, a little shocked, this Qiao Anchu is indeed amazing.
"Then you don't need to try for the first time. After all, your math scores are obvious to all. Have a good competition and try to win a painting championship." Liu Ziang pushed his glasses and said.
Qiao Anchu nodded, smiling all over his face, "Thank you, teacher!"
After class, the classmates flocked to surround Qiao Anchu.
"An Chu, you have to cheer for the painting contest!"
"An Chu, you are too good, but unfortunately I have no talent. If I can paint, I will worship you as a teacher!"
Listening to the flattering of the classmates, Qiao Anchu looked at Qiao Yimo specially. She was in a daze in the corner, looking so pitiful. Genius remembers for a second
But the poorer Qiao Yimo is, the happier she is.
There was another hypocritical smile on her face, "Don't tell me, I'm very stressed!"
She actually thought about it a long time ago. The champion is none other than her. What kind of pressure is there. It's hard to beat her in a mere competition?
Yu Changze looked at Qiao Anchu's hypocritical smile and looked at Qiao Yimo, "Sister Mo, you can bear this white lotus!"
Qiao Yimo played the game blankly, and said lightly, "It's not always true who will kill you, just wait."
Qiao Anchu looked at Qiao Yimo again and found that she was talking with Yu Changze.
She knew that Qiao Yimo's calmness was pretended, and he might actually be scared to death, hahahaha!
On that day, when I returned to Qiao's house after school, Qiao Renshan had brought back the skirt he had bought.
Qiao Anchu likes it so much. After all, his father is very generous, and all he gave away are famous brands. This time the skirt will get a lot of attention in the painting contest! Just think about it.
Dong Yan glanced at the closed door of the room upstairs and motioned for Qiao Anchu to send another dress up, "An Chu, you take this one to Yimo."
Qiao Anchu nodded, "I'll go right away."
She walked upstairs quickly, walked to the door of the room, knocked on the door of the room, but no one answered.
Is Qiao Yimo away?
Qiao Anchu glanced around the corridor, confirmed that there were no servants, and sneaked in.
As soon as I opened the door, I found that there was no one.
This is the first time she has entered Qiao Yimo's room, and she usually closes the door tightly.
Humph! I see what baby you really have.
Qiao Anchu put his hands in his pockets, walked to the glass window, and placed a long table in the most conspicuous position.
There are painting materials on the long table and a painting that is about to be completed.
Qiao Anchu's doubts came to his mind, Qiao Yimo can paint?
How is this going?
She looked at the words in front of her, her heart stunned, vividly, the plum blossoms inside were stunningly beautiful, and the layout was perfect, it was a rare painting.
Could it be that Qiao Yimo painted it himself or bought it?
If you painted it yourself, there must be a deposit.
A thought flashed in Qiao Anchu's mind, and he began to rummaged through boxes and cabinets, and finally found a lot of completed paintings under the lattice of her dressing table.
Each one is amazing, with animals, portraits, landscapes and even buildings.
Immediately, a thought flashed in her mind.
Qiao Anchu craned his neck and glanced outside the door, there was no movement.
She picked out a few of them, secretly took them out, then sorted things out, everything went back to normal. JrNovels.com
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