The college entrance examination is the most important exam in life for senior high school students. Many parents send their children to the examination room early in order to avoid the rush hour of traffic. When Baitang and his party arrived, the examination room was already crowded with parents and candidates.
Bai Nan got out of the car behind her, and when she saw this scene, she smiled and said to her: "I'm scared, you didn't have so many parents in the year of your high school entrance examination."
Indeed, in the senior high school entrance examination three years ago, relatively few parents accompanied their children to the examination room. Baitang glanced roughly around, then turned to Shen Tingjun beside him: "Do you have the same feeling as when a sect opened a mountain to accept disciples?" When sects in the cultivation world recruit disciples, even small sects will arrange some small tests, and for cultivators For the yearning child, all the preparations will be decided in one day, which can be regarded as the same as the college entrance examination.
Shen Tingjun nodded in agreement, "However, the assessment of the sect is not so simple."
Baitang smiled, and Dad Bai came over after parking the car. He didn't tell the three of them what to do, but just told them to wait for him at the door to have dinner together after the exam at noon.
Half an hour later, the three of them followed the large group into the examination room. Papa Bai returned to the car, took out a magazine, read it and waited.
In the examination room, Baitang answered the questions in a leisurely manner. For her, if the Chinese test questions are knowledge points that can be memorized by rote, she can answer every word well; but if it is a question that requires brain analysis, she is still the same as three years ago. Relatively difficult to deal with.
Of course, if she and Shen Tingjun wanted to cheat in the exam, that would be the easiest way. Even so, Baitang would rather randomly write an incorrect answer on it than copy someone else's answer. It's not a question of aloofness or self-esteem, it's meaningless. She and Shen Tingjun took the college entrance examination in order to have a complete life track and stay here. Therefore, as long as the test scores are not too bad, it doesn't matter how many scores you get.
Compared with Baitang's calmness, Bai Nan still remembered what he told Baitang three years ago that she would have a younger brother who won the first prize in the college entrance examination, so she answered the questions very seriously, with a serious face on her face. expression.
After two days, Bai Nan's heart, which had been focusing on the exam, finally relaxed. Seeing him like this, Baitang said, "Don't you always get the first grades in school? Why, you have no confidence in yourself?"
Bai Nan is already immune to her little teasing: "Appropriate tension helps to better display one's strength."
Upon hearing this, Baitang reached out and rubbed his head, "Then I'll wait for your good grades."
Bai Nan pushed her hand away, and said with a smile based on her words: "If I come back with a top score in the exam, what reward do you have for me?"
"Didn't you always want to be a monk like us? If you come back with the top score in this exam, I'll let you breathe in." If it wasn't for the present, Baitang would have prepared to let Bai Nan breathe in. Further up, some are older, which is not conducive to cultivation.
"This is what you promised me," said Bai Nan, and turned a worried look to Shen Tingjun who was beside him, "Brother Shen, you have to be a witness for me, in case my sister breaks her promise, this reward will be handed over to you." I'm responsible for you."
Shen Tingjun naturally knew Baitang's plan, so he agreed.
"Dad, you heard it all."
When Papa Bai heard Bai Nan dragging him into the water again, he couldn't help laughing, "I heard everything, and Papa will also be a witness for you."
Only then did Bai Nan open the car door contentedly, let Bai Tang sit in first, and then sat down in the co-pilot's seat after the other party entered.
That night, the four of them had a good meal at the restaurant that Papa Bai ordered.
In the following days, Bai Nan seemed to be completely liberated, except for the time spent on cultivation, she spent all her time outside playing with her classmates and friends. After Bai Tang and Shen Tingjun finished their exams, they resumed their research on formations. Therefore, during the holidays, the siblings spent very little time together.
This day, just after Baitang came back from the formation, she ran into Bai Nan who had been waiting for her in the living room. Baitang was a little surprised, and the latter explained her confusion before she could speak: "Sister, do you know that the Internet company that Dad and the others have cooperated with a game company? I guess you definitely don't know, but this is not the case. It's important, it's important that they're bothering the voice of the character. I think—"
Bai Tang didn't understand what was said later, so he cut off Bai Nan's words directly: "You want me to apply for this spokesperson?"
"This is a fairy game. Is there anyone more suitable than you, sister? Besides, Dad is one of his own, so it won't hurt you to help me." Bai Nan continued to encourage, "Don't you think it's time to revisit it here? Is there a special feeling about the Xianxia style in the past?"
Seeing Bai Nan trying so hard to persuade her, Bai Tang laughed: "Who could have benefited you?" Bai Nan shook his head resolutely, "This is a problem with Dad's company. What kind of spokesperson do you need? The company will make decisions."
Bai Nan saw her unmoved, sighed in compromise, and explained resignedly: "Actually, I overheard it. You were not there that day, and I came back early. I heard my father and uncle talking about this matter." Something happened. It seems that there is something wrong with the actress we talked about, and Dad and the others couldn't find a suitable replacement in a short time."
"That's not the right time to go over and help."
Bai Nan lowered his eyes in disappointment. In fact, he still really wanted to see what Bai Tang looked like in a fairy costume, and it was to make up for him not being able to appreciate the elegance of the cultivation world they talked about right now. "Okay then. By the way, in a few days, someone from our class will organize a trip to another city. Do you and Brother Shen want to join us?"
"No, just pay more attention to your own safety."
"Well, I will."
Bai Tang thought that the matter that Bai Nan mentioned was over, but he didn't expect that Papa Bai also mentioned this matter to her the next day.
Bai's father saw her doubts, and showed a somewhat lonely look: "It's a little selfish of my father. You have been there for more than a hundred years, and my father has not been by your side, so I want to keep it as a souvenir." Originally, Bai's father didn't think about Baitang. During a small chat with Gu Yan, the other party accidentally mentioned that among the people he knew around him, Baitang was also suitable, so he gradually came up with this idea.
"If Dad wants to keep a souvenir, I can take a few photos to keep. As for the endorsement, it's not suitable for me." At that time, the overwhelming publicity photos will be spread, not to mention how Shen Tingjun will feel when she sees her, she herself is not very sure like.
"If you don't like it, dad won't mention it." Bai's dad was out of guilt for his daughter growing up alone in another world, and didn't care much about whether Baitang could speak for him. "However, you promised Dad about the photo."
Baitang was taken aback for a moment, seeing Papa Bai's expectant expression, he could only write down this matter.
Shen Tingjun learned about this incident from her after a few days, and he really frowned as Baitang expected. After a while, he said slowly: "Since Uncle wants to keep a souvenir, I'll draw you a picture as a present for him." Baitang in the photo will never have the expression Papa Bai wants to know What she really looks like in the cultivation world. Shen Tingjun understands Papa Bai's mentality, but besides him, who else can draw the real Ah Tang
At this time, Shen Tingjun naturally ignored Qingxuan who also had a good skill in Danqing and also knew Baitang as well.
But Baitang thought of the portrait hanging in the stone room in the cultivation world, and had to admit that the other party painted her very vividly, so she didn't refuse. In fact, after staying there for a long time, she was really not used to taking pictures with the camera.
After the matter of the photo was settled, Bai Tang prepared all the materials Shen Tingjun needed. The other party is used to this kind of delicate requirements, and prefers to make ready-made ones by themselves than those sold on the market.
After everything was ready, Baitang quickly got the portrait drawn by Shen Tingjun. Unfolding the painting scroll, apart from her current face which is completely different from before, no matter it is the purple gauze dress on her body, the hairstyle and hair accessories on her head, or the background behind her, they are all familiar to her.
Suddenly, Bai Tang let out a soft "Huh", Shen Tingjun leaned his head over, and heard her voice: "The eyes here seem to be a little different from those in the stone room."
In the portrait in the stone room, the expression on it is very light, but you can see a smile on the corner of the mouth, but the eyes that seem to be smiling along with it are somewhat indifferent. That was the image of Baitang that often appeared in front of outsiders in the following decades.
In the portrait in front of me, there are not many expressions on the face, but there is not only a smile in the eyes, but also a bit of tranquility and tenderness. When Baitang saw it for the first time, she was in a daze, she almost forgot that she still had such a time.
"Compared with the one in the stone room, I believe my uncle will be more satisfied with this one." At first, Shen Tingjun also wanted to keep this expression on the painting, but later he chose the former. He doesn't need the tenderness that Atang treats his disciples, and he prefers her expression that others think is unattainable and difficult to get close to. In this way, no one will want to get close to her.
Baitang looked at it silently for a long time, then rolled up the scroll. "Thank you." She originally thought of Papa Bai's years very simply, but now that she heard this sentence, she knew the difference.
"What else do you need to be polite between you and me?"
Baitang smiled at him, "Sometimes, saying 'thank you' is not polite, but knowing that you take my concerns to heart, it's just a feeling in your heart."
Shen Tingjun's heart moved when he heard the words, and he said, "Why don't you draw a picture for me too?"
Baitang was taken aback for a moment, and agreed.
In the evening, when Baitang handed his scroll to Papa Bai, Bai Nan was also there. Before Papa Bai could open it, Bai Nan snatched it up and opened it. As soon as he opened it, he and Papa Bai were stunned.
After regaining consciousness, Bai Nan looked back and forth between Baitang and the portrait, sighed a few times from time to time, and finally returned the portrait to Papa Bai, shaking her head and sighing: "Sister, you didn't accept the game endorsement, It's too wasteful." As soon as he finished speaking, there was a sudden sound, and he took out his mobile phone and pointed at the scroll to take several pictures.
"Don't share the photos." Baitang didn't stop him from taking pictures, but just reminded him.
"do not worry."
Papa Bai had been watching the painting in silence all the time, and raised his head after reading it, "Is this painted by Shen Tingjun?" Seeing Bai Tang nodding, Papa Bai's eyes showed a complex look that she couldn't understand, "Before , I am actually not at ease in handing you over to him." Although Shen Tingjun's performance has always given him a good feeling, the inner nature of the other party always makes him worry that Tangtang will not be suitable with him.
"Say 'thank you' to him for Dad." Dad Bai rolled up the scroll.
Baitang nodded without asking why.
Back in the room, Bai Tang thought of his promise to Shen Tingjun, took out a blank scroll and spread it on the table. Picking up the pen, Baitang recalled the various images of this person in front of her, memories of the past unexpectedly jumped into her mind, and before she knew it, the pen in her hand had already dropped.
Danqing, Baitang not only learned it, but also taught Shen Tingjun, the only disciple. It's just that at that time, I didn't know that the other party had already maxed out all kinds of skills. I just thought that this disciple was a talented person, and he could understand everything with a single click.
At that time, she was forced to learn it by the brother in charge, saying that it was for her to learn to meditate.
Baitang slowly restrained his mind, writing down strokes one by one, gradually forming an outline on the paper. On the way, Bai Nan knocked on the door and came in. After noticing that Baitang was concentrating on drawing something, she quietly closed the door and left.
Putting away the last stroke, Baitang put down the pen and walked to the window. She suddenly wanted to know what Shen Tingjun was thinking when he was painting her. In the second half of the painting just now, fewer and fewer images flashed in her mind, but each one became more profound. Looking at the increasingly clear portrait on the paper, she realized that she cared far more about this person than she thought. And every side of this person has long been engraved on her heart.
After a while, Baitang smiled at his own reflection on the window, with smiles on his brows.
Early the next morning, Bai Nan, who had made an appointment with her classmates to go on a trip, said goodbye to Bai Tang with her luggage on her back: "Sister, I'm leaving. If you have any souvenirs you want to bring, please call or text me."
Bai Tang nodded, waved his hands and watched Bai Nan get into Dad Bai's car and leave. Not long after they left, Bai Tang went to Shen Tingjun's place.
"If you're tired, you don't have to come every day."
Baitang didn't answer him, but just took out the sealed scroll and gave it to him. Shen Tingjun didn't expect that her promise would be fulfilled so quickly, so he was a little too slow to react and took the scroll and opened it.
In terms of artistry, Baitang's painting was several times worse than Shen Tingjun's, but Shen Tingjun couldn't put it down, and even stared at Baitang in disbelief. He himself is very good at Danqing, and he has poured his emotions into the paintings. He knows best whether there are emotions in a painting, and what kind of emotions it is.
Shen Tingjun could clearly feel her feelings for him in Baitang's painting, and it wasn't just a little bit that he always thought. Such a result was no less than a pleasant surprise to Shen Tingjun.
"A Tang, I'm afraid I won't be able to hold back this portrait of you."