Some people focused on Mu Xiaoxiao.
Some people's focus is on Zhao Xiaolu.
Later, someone revealed that because of the previous paintings, the art class teacher thought they were painted by Zhao Xiaolu and gave her a spot to participate in the international painting competition.
Later, I also explained the value of this international painting competition, as well as this year's heavyweight rewards.
For a while, curses came one after another.
Especially those who had praised Zhao Xiaolu before and said all kinds of good things about her, this time they all turned around and attacked her.
Called her a liar and a thief.
"Why is a student with such a bad character qualified to participate in an international painting competition? Her place must be withdrawn!"
"The teacher in the high school art class was blind, so he gave her a spot."
"For a long time, the quota for this competition every year has been given to seniors, never to sophomores. Who knows if there is any dirty deal behind it?"
Zhao Xiaolu almost fled back to the dormitory. She knew that there would be all kinds of abuses at her next.
However, no matter how you guess, it is still less than one percent of what you can bear in reality.
She hid in the dormitory for a while, trying to calm herself down.
However, after the truth spread, her mobile phone received many abusive text messages, and many people called her and said many unpleasant things.
So much so that later, she didn't dare to answer the phone.
"Bang bang bang—"
Suddenly there was a knock on the door.
Zhao Xiaolu was like a frightened bird. She was so frightened that she looked at the door tremblingly, but did not dare to open the door.
She is finished...
How will she survive in Shangde in the future
Zhao Xiaolu cried, feeling aggrieved and sad. She just had a thought, and finally stopped at the cliff. Why did God give her so many hardships
She really knew she was wrong! "Hey, Xiaolu, Xiaolu, are you in the dormitory?"
People outside yelled many times before Zhao Xiaolu came back to her senses and recognized that they were classmates in her class.
Judging from his tone, he probably wasn't here to cause trouble for her.
She thought for a while, then chose to get out of bed and walk to the door.
"What's the matter?" she asked tremblingly.
The other party said, "It turns out that you are really in the dormitory. The teacher has something important to ask you. We couldn't get through to you on the phone, so we guessed that you might be in the classroom. Let me call you. Go to the teacher's office quickly."
Zhao Xiaolu was silent for a moment.
She could probably guess that the teacher came to her to revoke her place in the competition, right
She had also been mentally prepared for it.
"Tell the teacher that I won't participate in the international painting competition. I'm not qualified to go... I need to take a few days off recently... Can you ask the teacher for a few days off for me? Please?"
She returned to bed and curled up into a ball.
The classmates outside were still banging on the door, "How can this be done? If you don't go, the quota will go back to the third grade of high school. Xiaolu, you'd better come out first and talk to the teacher. Although the picture on the forum is not yours It’s a painting, but you can still participate in the competition, as long as you get a ranking, isn’t that enough?”
Zhao Xiaolu smiled bitterly, looking very frustrated.
"I... I can't go to the competition. Even if I go, I won't get a ranking. I will just be laughed at. I'm not as talented as Mu Xiaoxiao... "
By the way, Mu Xiaoxiao.
Zhao Xiaolu suddenly thought that she could make up for it.
"The quota for this competition should be given to Mu Xiaoxiao!"
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(End of chapter)