On the first day in Yan City, Qiangqiang was still beaten up.
After dinner, Uncle Xia and his family went to rest. At around four o'clock, the energetic Qiangqiang woke up first, so Xia Mian took him to the Academy of Fine Arts on bike to pick up Xiaofeng.
As Xiaofeng grew older, Professor Zhu's requirements for his painting skills gradually increased. Although he went to class every other day last summer, the classes were basically only half a day each time. This summer, he will have a full day of classes starting from now.
Professor Zhu lived in the small blue brick building assigned to professors by the Huaguo Academy of Fine Arts. He was not there when Xia Mian went there. Professor Zhu's wife said with a smile, "Pick up Xiao Feng and go to the studio. His senior brother has taken him away."
Xia Mian was not surprised. Professor Zhu had a lot to do and was recently involved in the design of new banknotes. Xiao Feng often hung out with his senior brothers and sisters. He spent the most time with his eldest brother Sun Shuming, because Sun Shuming was also an associate professor at the Academy of Fine Arts and Xiao Feng was often taken to his studio by him.
Xia Mian went to the teaching building with Qiangqiang again. The studio where Sun Shuming had classes was on the first floor. It was an old-style building, and Xia Mian could have a clear view of the studio from the window outside.
She saw Xiao Feng at first sight; the little guy was so conspicuous.
It was not because he was the only child in the class, but because he was sitting on a chair on the podium like a little teacher, surrounded by several students and no one knew what he was doing.
Xia Mian was not in a hurry to go in. He just watched what they were playing through the window. Qiangqiang simply moved a brick and stepped on it, and also poked his head out of the window.
Xiao Feng didn't notice them, but smiled at the students in front of him.
I originally thought he was acting as a model, but I saw the students surrounding him suddenly put their hands together and bowed to him, then put a candy or a chocolate into the small box he was holding, muttered something silently, and then dispersed one by one.
This cult-like ritual left Xia Mian completely confused: What kind of activity is this
Until a lively boy came forward, made several exaggerated greeting gestures, and shouted, "Painting God bless me! I can pass this time!"
Then he took out a handful of candy and put it in Xiao Feng's paper box. "This is my tribute. Please accept it, God of Painting! Please bless my painting to pass!"
Xiao Feng was so amused by him that her mouth opened wide and she kept laughing while shaking her legs.
The boy said excitedly, "See? The God of Painting is smiling. I will definitely pass this time!"
The students below said, "Wei Yuanhang, be quiet. Do you want to call Professor Sun over?"
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Is it really a superstitious activity
Qiangqiang stared at the box in Xiaofeng's hand and said enviously, "Miangu, does Xiaofeng receive so many candies every day when she comes to paint?"
"Of course not," Xia Mian laughed and pulled him, "Let's go pick him up."
When the two walked to the teacher's door, they happened to meet Sun Shuming coming out of the office with a cup of tea. Seeing Xia Mian, he smiled and said, "I guess it's time for you to pick up Xiao Feng."
Xia Mian was about to speak when he saw Sun Shuming making a gesture to keep quiet, but he was still discovered by the students who were watching.
Xia Mian saw from the window at the back door that the tall boy in the first row quickly picked up Xiao Feng and placed him in front of the child's small easel;
The other boy quickly put the candies, chocolates and other things in his box into his small school bag.
Xiao Feng cooperated with them obediently throughout the whole process and quickly picked up the paintbrush as if she was painting. It was obvious from her skillfulness that this was not her first time.
Xia Mian was watching from outside and didn't know whether to laugh or cry. Sun Shuming also laughed and scolded, "Every day, you don't work hard normally, and now you are acting weird."
He walked into the classroom, looked at Xiao Feng who was pretending to be serious, and said, "Xiao Feng, your aunt is here to pick you up."
Xiao Feng's eyes lit up and he turned to look outside the door.
Xia Mian waved at him, and Qiangqiang also jumped and waved.
Xiao Feng saw him react for a moment, and when he recognized it was Qiangqiang, he was immediately overjoyed and quickly lowered his head to start packing up the drawing board.
The girl next to him helped him pack his things. Xiao Feng ran out with his schoolbag in one hand and his drawing board in the other, and said happily, "Auntie, Brother Qiangqiang!"
Xia Mian took the things in his hand and said with a smile, "Are you enjoying drawing?"
Xiao Feng tilted her head back and nodded, "Everyone hand in your homework today."
No wonder.
It turns out that no matter what era, college students would engage in feudal and superstitious activities before exams and major assignments.
Sun Shuming touched his head and said, "Tell your aunt to keep all the candies when you get home. Don't eat them secretly, or you'll get a toothache."
Xiao Feng subconsciously looked back at the students, her eyes wide open with an expression that looked like "What should I do if I'm discovered?"
His brothers and sisters were all melted by his cuteness. They were just joking. Of course they knew that Professor Sun acquiesced, otherwise they would have been scolded the first time.
But the little guy was serious. Xiao Feng glanced at them, then turned around and waved mysteriously at Sun Shuming.
Sun Shuming leaned over and listened to the little guy whispering in his ear, "Big Brother, when the brothers and sisters are in a good mood, they can draw well."
Sun Shuming paused, touched his head for a while, and said with a smile, "Okay, Senior Brother knows, don't scold them."
Watching Xiao Feng skipping away, Sun Shuming walked into the classroom. Wei Yuanhang asked curiously, "Professor, what did Xiao Feng tell you?"
Sun Shuming smiled and said, "Tell me not to scold you. Praying to the gods can make you feel good, and when you feel good, you can paint well."
"Don't you feel guilty about letting a child coax you into drawing?"
Everyone was stunned. Wei Yuanhang covered his chest and said with emotion, "I always thought we were just teasing him, but it turned out that it was Xiao Feng who was teasing us? Woo woo woo..."
Although he was just joking, what he said was the truth, and the students were surprised and touched.
Sun Shuming laughed and scolded, "Why don't you hand in your homework to me quickly? Just for Xiaofeng's good intentions, how can you not draw well?"
Xia Mian also didn't expect that Xiao Feng was responsible for coaxing students while painting in the studio. She thought he was so cute and warm-hearted, and no matter how much she loved him, it was never enough.
Qiangqiang didn't have so many thoughts. He was only thinking about the candies and chocolates in Xiaofeng's schoolbag. "Do you collect so many every day?"
Xiao Feng opened the bag and let him choose, "No, they will give it to me when they have a lot of homework."
Seeing Qiangqiang's hesitation, the child reached out and took out a chocolate and a candy and gave them to him, "These two are delicious."
Then he put the others away, "Don't eat too much, it will cause toothache. Eat two a day."
Qiangqiang said, "So many of them will go bad."
"It won't go bad." Xiao Feng said, "Aunt Huizhu, Brother Chenchen, give the rest to Ding Sijin. Her grandma can eat more."
Qiangqiang didn't know who Ding Sijin was, so he started to care again, "How can such a small amount be divided?"
Xiao Feng smiled and said, "Aunt Huimei is getting married, and there is a lot of candy at home."
Qiangqiang's eyes lit up and he felt relieved.
Xia Mian rode a 28-meter-long backpack, carrying a child on his back and back, and returned home. Mao Huizhu and Mao Zhishan had already returned.
Mao Huizhu played a little girl in the crew today with makeup on her face. Usually at this time, she would keep her makeup on until going to bed at night.
Seeing Xia Mian and the others arriving home, she trotted over to greet them, raising her chin proudly.
Xia Mian smiled and said, "Oh, she's pretty. What's the show today?"
Huizhu pretended to be casual and showed her makeup to Qiangqiang, whom she met for the first time, "It's okay, playing the role of a young lady."
As expected, Qiangqiang was attracted by her. He jumped out of the car and looked at Xia Mian in confusion.
Huizhu and Qiangqiang are two people who are well-known to each other but actually unfamiliar with each other. The last time they met was more than four years ago.
Xia Mian carried Xiao Feng down and said to Qiang Qiang, "This is your Aunt Hui Zhu."
"Huizhu, this is Qiangqiang. You are the host, please treat him well."
Mao Huizhu probably hasn't gotten over the role of a young lady yet. She stood straight and nodded modestly, "Don't worry."
Xia Mian was amused to death by her. Looking at the three children running out, Xia Mian suddenly thought of something and quickly walked into the main room.
Sure enough, I saw that Uncle Xia and his family all looked like they were dreaming.
When Xia Chuan saw Xia Mian coming in, he widened his eyes and accused, "Xia Mian, you are really good at hiding things. Long Wentian is really played by your uncle!"
"When I asked you that, you said no."
"Don't wrongly accuse me," Xia Mian said, "I didn't say it wasn't, I said maybe it was, but you didn't believe it."
Xia Chuan thought about it carefully and found that it was true.
Xia He still had an expression of disbelief, "So my uncle is really a big star?"
Xia Hai still felt it was unreal, "We can see our uncle on TV every day."
Mao Zhishan's unique appearance makes his acting career relatively smooth, and his age is suitable for him. Which TV series doesn't have middle-aged and elderly supporting roles
There was relatively little competition for this kind of supporting role, and he was particularly good-looking. After he had starred in several dramas, he had been offered many film offers.
It has always been lukewarm, but it is also familiar to the people.
As they were talking, Mao Zhishan came in with a plate of lychees. Everyone, including Uncle Xia, sat up straight unconsciously.
After all, in the eyes of ordinary people, celebrities are different from ordinary people.
"Second brother, Zhishan, please stop being polite." Uncle Xia said politely.
Mao Zhishan smiled gently, "Brother, these are lychees from the south, shipped here by air. I specially got some from my colleague. You can try them. They are very sweet."
Mao Huizhu ran in, hugged his legs and said, "Dad, I want to eat lychees too."
Mao Zhishan laughed and said, "I'll leave it for you. Go ask your second sister for it."
Mao Huilan also called out from outside, "Dad, do we need to soak this pineapple in salt water?"
"Okay." Mao Zhishan said, "Dad will do it later." Then he went out.
Uncle Xia's family collectively breathed a sigh of relief. Xia Hai said, "When facing the children, I recognize my uncle again."
"The changes are really huge." Xia Chuan said to Xia Mian slyly, "When my uncle first came in, I thought my second aunt had changed my uncle because she had opened a factory and had become rich."
It is understandable. After all, the gentle, handsome, confident and generous Mao Zhishan today is completely different from the timid and inferior Mao Laoer back then.
Xia Mian laughed loudly, and Uncle Xia glared at him, "What nonsense are you talking about?"
Xia Chuan said unconvincedly, "That's right. Dad, your eyes widened just now. Weren't you going to scold my aunt?"
Xia Wenyue came in with a sliced pineapple and asked with a smile, "What are you scolding me for?"
Xia Chuan naturally refused to say anything. Mao Huizhu poked her head out of the door and said, "They thought you replaced my dad and they wanted to scold you."
Xia Wenyue laughed, "Now I have to worry about him replacing me."
Mao Huizhu added, "Don't worry, Mom. My dad definitely won't replace you. Today, that little snowflake in the crew kept talking to my dad, but my dad ignored her."
"Who is Xiao Xuehua?" Xia Wenyue wondered.
The word "又" is very spiritual.
Mao Zhishan, who came in, looked helplessly at the leaky little cotton jacket and explained, "He's a newcomer. He thinks I'm a veteran actor, so he asks me about things he doesn't understand."
"But I am just a supporting character, how can I know so much? I will ask her to ask the leading actress, they should be able to communicate better with each other."
Xia Mian laughed. She would like her more even if she was introduced to the male protagonist.
It turns out that my second uncle is an expert at identifying bitches without even realizing it.
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