In the same way, Lin Mao has also been doing farm work since he was a child. He has calluses on his hands and is stronger than his peers. Then he used all his strength, with anger that was nowhere to be seen.
Unprepared, Huang Dan was pushed back by Lin Mao, his back hit the corner of the easel, he hissed in pain, and bent down in discomfort.
Lin Mao was panting heavily, his face panicked. There was cowardice and selfishness in his son, occupying a large position, so he subconsciously avoided responsibility, "It's your own instability, it has nothing to do with me."
Huang Dan's painful lips trembled and he was speechless.
The easel fell to the ground and made a bang, startling Shen Liang who was immersed in his thoughts. He raised his eyelids and looked at the crying boy crouching on the ground. It happened that the clothes on the other side's back was red and bleeding.
Seeing that he saw it, Shen Liang didn't take any action. His attitude was indifference that it had nothing to do with himself, and there was an imperceptible schadenfreude.
Nosy fool, Shen Liang sneered in his heart.
When Zhou Jiaojiao came in, she saw the chaos in the studio. She stuffed her dad with the buns she didn't eat in her hand, ran over and squatted down. She wanted to touch the boy but didn't dare to touch him. There was blood on his clothes and he was injured.
"Shu Ran Shu Ran, how are you? Do you want to go to the hospital?"
Huang Dan also knew that he had an injury on his back. He was in so much pain right now that Taiyang twitched, "I'm fine."
Zhou Jiaojiao said nervously, "But you bleed a lot."
Huang Dan cried and said it didn't matter, he would be in more pain when he went to the hospital. It was like this in his impression, and it would be in pain for a long time, so it's better to endure it.
Zhou Jiaojiao's eyes turned red, she turned her head and asked loudly, "Lin Mao, Shen Liang, did you hit Shu Ran?!"
Lin Mao stared at Zhou Jiaojiao, like a big cock with a pinched neck.
Shen Liang still had that attitude, a "don't look for me" refusal.
Zhou Jiaojiao bit her lip, her eyes moved from Lin Mao to Shen Liang, and then back to Lin Mao, "Lin Mao, how does Shu Ran usually treat you, you don't know, he is injured, you can't even see take a look?"
Lin Mao's tone was sharp, "It's none of your business."
Zhou Jiao was coquettish, she was about to lose her temper, and the person in front of her had already gotten up and left.
Huang Dan walked out of the small courtyard crying, and found a bench in the woods not far behind to sit down. With his back to the intersection, he cried silently.
Zhou Jiaojiao was about to chase her out, but she didn't pay attention, she almost fell on a group of still lifes, and was supported by Zhou's father in time, "How can you be so frizzy when you do things?"
"No, Dad, Shu Ran cried a lot, and her back was bleeding. I'm going to see him."
Zhou Jiaojiao was worried and ran outside as she spoke.
Father Zhou dragged his daughter back, "Don't go, let him take it easy."
Zhou Jiaojiao didn't understand, "Why? Now Shu Ran is alone, he will feel better when I go."
Father Zhou said, "Student Zhang didn't want people to see him crying, so he went out. Don't go to him at this time."
Zhou Jiaojiao was suspicious, "Really?"
Father Zhou nodded, "Yes."
Zhou Jiaojiao pouted, "Every time I cry, I wish there was someone by my side to talk to me."
Father Zhou's eyes dimmed and he stroked his daughter's hair.
Zhou Jiaojiao scratched in her pocket, but didn't catch the candy. She remembered that the coat on her body was not the one she wore yesterday, and the candy was inside it.
"I wonder if Shu Ran is any better..."
After muttering, Zhou Jiaojiao turned her head to look, only to realize that the drawing boards that had been placed on the ground before she left last night were all thrown aside and buttoned upside down in a mess, she showed a surprised expression, "Who did it?"
Lin Mao turned his head in a guilty conscience, pretending not to hear, and he secretly gave Shen Liang a wink.
Shen Liang folded his arms and did not intend to give any response.
Zhou Jiaojiao saw that neither of them paid any attention to her, so she scratched her head angrily and bent over to find her drawing board.
The drawing boards are all the same, and almost everyone in the studio will make marks. Zhou Jiaojiao is no exception. There is a pattern of a rabbit head in the lower left corner of her drawing board.
Zhou Jiaojiao turned over the drawing board and found that the painting on it was gone, and there were some ashes next to it, with a few pieces of shredded paper sandwiched in it.
She turned the other drawing boards over, and the drawings were gone.
This looks artificial.
Father Zhou gave the bun in his hand to his daughter, "Eat breakfast first, and talk about it later when the teacher comes."
Zhou Jiaojiao said she couldn't eat it, so she put her drawing board on the easel, and went to pick up the yellow sheet, "Really, there are so many things in the early morning, I regret coming here to paint."
Father Zhou frowned, "Jiaojiao,