"Wow!"
"Wow-"
"Really or not? Elizabeth!"
"Elizabeth's latest painting sold for 50 million U.S. dollars... If I learn from her, the paintings I paint in the future can sell for at least 1 million yuan, right?"
"Oh my god, I'm so envious!"
This time, there was an endless stream of envious voices.
Zhao Xiaolu was suddenly surrounded by everyone.
"Xiaolu, is this news true? Did the teacher tell you?"
Zhao Xiaolu felt that there was nothing to hide, so she nodded and said, "It's true."
There was another uproar of envy.
"Wow, this year's rewards are too good..."
"I guess the seniors in the senior year class are going crazy. This is a good opportunity to become famous, and it was actually given to us in the sophomore class."
"I really don't know what kind of shitty luck Zhao Xiaolu got..."
Someone whispered the last sentence, but Zhao Xiaolu still heard it.
This jealous tone did not make Zhao Xiaolu feel angry, but instead made her feel happy.
Zhao Xiaolu was thinking about her notebook and decided to go back to her dormitory.
"I'm a little uncomfortable. I'll go to the school doctor's office. You can continue drawing. I won't disturb you anymore."
With that said, she got rid of everyone and left the art room.
Fortunately, the whole school is in class now, and there are not many people on the school road.
Zhao Xiaolu walked very fast, not knowing what she was thinking about, and she looked very anxious.
When passing by the outdoor basketball court, someone was playing basketball. He seemed to recognize her, pointed at her and shouted, "Hey, is that the Zhao Xiaolu mentioned on the forum? She does look quite innocent."
"Hey! Zhao Xiaolu! Can you also draw a picture for us?"
"Hahahaha, stop teasing me. She has a crush on Young Master Jie. Why do you think so?"
"Master Jie, doesn't he have Mu Xiaoxiao? It's impossible to like her. I'm not bad either, Zhao Xiaolu. How about you change your mind and like me?" "Fuck you, will a man only like one woman? Thinking about it, I know it’s impossible. You’d better stop flirting with me, or she’ll become Master Jie’s girlfriend in the future.”
Hearing this, the frivolous boy fell silent.
Zhao Xiaolu's heartbeat was so fast that she even changed to a trot to get away from the basketball court as quickly as possible.
Finally, she returned to the dormitory.
She took out the hidden notebook, panted and sat on the chair, looking at the notebook in her hand.
This book is from Mu Xiaoxiao...
If this book is returned to Mu Xiaoxiao, the truth will be exposed.
Everyone will know that the paintings on the forum were not painted by her.
The school will also take back the place given to her.
Zhao Xiaolu's eyes were red, and the hand holding the notebook was trembling.
If she destroys this notebook, there will be nothing to prove that those paintings were drawn by Mu Xiaoxiao.
There are only a few pictures posted on the forum without any signatures or marks. Even if Mu Xiaoxiao insists that the painting is hers, she can't provide evidence, can she
So, just destroy this book...
Zhao Xiaolu's breathing became rapid and his chest heaved violently.
However, Mu Xiaoxiao's text message came to mind.
Mu Xiaoxiao novel, she just wants the book back, this book is very important to her...
Zhao Xiaolu opened the book and looked at the paintings on it.
Young Master Jie with different expressions is so handsome and charming...
No matter which angle you look at, you can see that the artist put a lot of thought into it.
When Mu Xiaoxiao paints, he must be very serious and focused.
In her heart, she must be thinking about Master Jie very happily...
(End of chapter)