Gu Xiqiao did not leave the school, but just followed the campus boulevard all the way to the end.
Because she was stopped by Wu Hongwen, she was delayed for some time. Before leaving, she stood upstairs and took a look. The Gu family's car outside the gate had already driven away, but today was Friday, and the school ended earlier than usual. It's class time, so it's not late now.
At the end is a small building, and underneath is a place where art students from No. 1 Middle School study.
At this time, the door of a classroom in the corner was ajar, and drawing boards scattered inside could be seen through the crack in the door.
Gu Xiqiao stood by the door for a long time. The air pressure around her was a bit low. The system in the virtual space covered her mouth, not daring to disturb her at this time. After a long time, she gently pushed the door open.
There was only a young man in a white shirt sitting at the drawing board by the window. Hearing the sound, his head turned slightly. When he saw Gu Xiqiao, he was stunned at first, and then frowned in disgust, "Why are you here?" here!"
Gu Xiqiao glanced at him and ignored him. She just found a seat farthest away from him and sat down. The drawing board was covered with a pure white canvas. She lowered her head and stretched out her hand to slowly touch the canvas. Her lowered eyelids covered her eyes. A hint of nostalgia.
A familiar feeling arises from the bottom of my heart.
In her last life, the Gu family had disabled her hands. She thought that she would never pick up a paintbrush again. She chose to disappear with the Gu family because she was too desperate.
Later, even though her soul was in the virtual space, she never picked up a paintbrush. The pain of breaking her hand was too unforgettable.
Gu Xiqiao's cold attitude made Zhong Yongsi even more unhappy.
He is a well-known talent in No. 1 Middle School. He is very accomplished in Chinese painting. He has won countless medals in the Youth Painting Competition in City N. He was recommended to the Art Department of University A before graduating from high school.
Gu Xijin is very talented in oil painting, but she also has good grades in cultural classes. She is regarded as the school beauty of No. 1 Middle School and has a good relationship with Zhong Yongsi in private.
However, Zhong Yongsi has no good impression of Gu Xiqiao, who came to the Gu family halfway. It is unfilial to abandon his adoptive mother and disrespect his biological father. It is disdainful to be greedy for vanity and nymphomaniac. He has been aloof and self-sufficient all his life. This kind of person is the person he hates most in his life. .
"Why, you're here to paint, but do you know what oil painting is?" Zhong Yongsi was about to leave, but suddenly he remembered something. He paused and glanced towards Gu Xiqiao.
"Did you see that Ajin was nominated for the N city's art exhibition, so you wanted to get involved? Do you have any sense of shame at all, or are you treating oil painting as child's play!" Zhong Yongsi suddenly felt a surge of anger. This kind of The artist has a weird temper and doesn't like people who slander noble art just for fame and fortune. He looked at Gu Xiqiao, his eyes blazing, and he strode towards her.
But when he was three steps away from Gu Xiqiao, he suddenly stopped, as if he encountered an invisible wall.
He obviously wanted to step forward and tear down her drawing board, but he couldn't move, which made him feel a strange fear in his heart.
Gu Xiqiao then raised his head and glanced at Zhong Yongsi slowly, "What do you want me to do?"
Sneer, oil painting exhibition? If she hadn't mentioned this person, she would have forgotten that there was such a thing. Is it because of Gu Xijin that she learned oil painting? Then we have to see if Gu Xijin has such a great reputation!
But she didn't want to explain to Zhong Yongsi. She was not a Taoist, and explanations would be useless.
[Trigger the mandatory task: the Chinese painting level reaches the master level or above, and 1,000 points will be awarded for completing the task. The system detects that the host has a high talent for painting and triggers a random task, asking the host to complete it perfectly! Unfinished punishment, level 3!]
[Ding! Trigger mandatory daily tasks: 1 hour of painting every day, task reward 1 point!]
Gu Xiqiao paused, his eyes clear with hope, "... tell me, you were actually wrong."
Isn't it time to trigger the oil painting task? What the hell is Chinese painting!
[Erqiao, Chinese painting is a spirit of the Chinese nation, please be sure to carry it forward! And your oil painting talent is so high, I believe that your Chinese painting talent is not too bad, the system has always been scientific in issuing tasks!]
"..." Now she really feels that the system is becoming more and more unreliable.
But she didn't speak anymore. The system's words touched her to a certain extent. Although art knows no boundaries, Chinese painting is their own thing. With the virtual space, she will never be short of time. Besides, she practices one of these tasks every day. She can get basic points every hour, and she is even less likely to refuse such a thing.
For now, just finish your own thing.
She lowered her eyes, picked up the brush and looked at the canvas, thinking of her adoptive mother's voice and smile.
In her previous life, that painting was only half completed, which has always been her regret and obsession.
Zhong Yongsi stood half a meter away and looked at Gu Xiqiao holding the paintbrush with her head lowered. She had her head lowered and her expression was very serious. When she picked up the paintbrush, her aura changed, and her whole person exuded a mysterious aura. .
He stayed for a while, and then even more disgust appeared on his face, "People like you have simply defiled art and insulted oil painting!"
There is no comparison between her and Gu Xijin, who is extremely talented!
Not enough words to speculate!
He slammed the door and left, shaking the glass windows.
Gu Xiqiao still maintained that posture, not affected by it at all. Most of the artists had weird tempers, and she was used to it.
But talking about art with her? I'm afraid he doesn't have the qualifications yet. He didn't know where she was when her oil painting won the international award in her previous life.
When it got dark, the system began to remind Gu Xiqiao that it was time to go home. It knew that if she went back too late, she would be embarrassed by her family. It didn't want to see this kind of scene, so it reminded her in time.
"Okay, I'm not in a hurry. Why are you urging me?" Gu Xiqiao slowly stopped writing. Only a blurry background image appeared on the canvas, not even a rough outline. After all, she had been exposed to it for a long time, and she was a little unfamiliar and didn't dare to Feel free to start.
It's better to go back into the space and practice your skills, there's no rush.
She took down the drawing board. She would have a weekend off tomorrow and would not have classes. However, she had a mock exam, so Gu Xiqiao decided to take the drawing board home and study it slowly.
"System, is there something that can hide the drawing board? I don't want to be seen by people who care about the house."
[What, Qiao Mei, you can consider upgrading it for me. Upgrade it to level 1. Then you will get a 10-frame bonus package. You can install as many drawing boards as you want! Moreover, the system will become more powerful after the upgrade!]
"We'll have points for this later, so there's no rush."
[…]
In the end, the system reluctantly agreed to use a cover-up when returning to the Gu family.
Gu Xiqiao picked up her drawing board and walked out of the school gate. It was getting late and there were fewer and fewer pedestrians on the road. It was too late to go home anyway, so she was not in a hurry. She turned her eyes and decided to go through the path of the private house. Walk back to the house.
This road is very quiet, there are basically no pedestrians, the lights are dim, and there are high walls on both sides, giving it an eerie feeling.
[Ding! The system detects a red dangerous person ahead. Do you want to avoid it?]
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