
Jiayu slightly laughed, she sneered, "Serra lives in the area where the school leader lives, but it's cheaper for her, but this cleanliness makes her dizzy."
Xiren's handwriting stopped, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Serra didn't go to military training."
Jiayu was surprised, "It wasn't for military training, did the instructor know about it?"
Xiren replied in a deep voice: "I found it, but he said it was hired by the school."
Jiayu was startled, "He doesn't have to participate in military training, even if he is the best student in the college entrance examination, he can't have such privileges!"
His tone was very sour. Today he stood in a military posture for a day, his waist and back ached, and Serra did not need to bear it.
Xiren is also unreconciled, "Maybe he is the perfect winner, so the school should like him, don't forget, Serra is the school's shareholder."
Jiayu rubbed the mop cloth hard onto the ground.
Why didn't he meet such a benefactor?
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At noon on Tuesday, it was time to hand over the painting.
There were many students in the conference room of the Painting Association. They had one painting in their hands and Serra had two paintings.
He sat on the chair alone and pulled out his cell phone to take a look.
Hendry came here too. In the past few days, he had spent most of his time painting, and he had never come to look for Serra again.
He did not want to fool himself in front of Serra.
"Fine."
After Hendry called, he immediately sat down on the chair beside Serra.
"Yes." Yeah." Serra replied politely.
Hendry's worried eyes fell on Serra's two paintings, "Can you finish this five-day painting?"
Serra took back her phone, "Don't worry, this painting won't take much time."
There was a belief in Serra's eyebrows and eyes, and Hendry believed Serra was inexplicable.
Heart's down.
Yuta entered, just as he heard Serra's words, he sneered in disdain.
Not much time?
Oh, he finished two paintings in five days, with regular class.
Sure enough, it was a layman.
Thinking that better painting could be done so easily?
He had no idea how high the sky was!
Yuta came to Serra's back, his footsteps stopped, "Serra, have you finished the drawing?"
Serra glanced at him without answering.
Yuta is upset with Serra's ignorance. He said strangely, “Serra Student, since he can paint well in a short time, you have to paint very well."
Serra nodded, "It's okay."
He's not humble. Together with his previous life, Serra could be said to have been painting paintings for over 20 years, and his speed was extremely fast.
Of course, although it was fast, the quality of his paintings did not drop much.
The two paintings he was holding right now were painted in his previous life, and were extremely familiar. It took them just over an hour to complete.
Yuta pursed his lips and sneered, "I hope as you say."
Serra did not glance at Yuta, she still used her strength to slap him in the face.
The more proud he is now, the more embarrassed he will be.
Yuta returned to the main seat and placed his own painting on the conference table. Aoli followed him, who was the vice chairman of the association.
Yuta glanced at the association members and said: “When I will hand over the paintings one by one, two vice-chairmen and I will check them out. If the painting fails, we can get out of the association. Our painting association does not lift waste.”
Speaking of this, Yuta glanced at Serra specifically.
Clearly, he felt Serra would definitely paint poorly, and then be expelled from the Painting Association.
Serra lowered her eyes. He was playing with his phone and did not pay much attention to Yuta.
Seeing Serra not listening to him, Yuta smiled coldly, seeing how proud he would be.
He said again: “We will choose later, and choose the three best paintings and give them to the school. Then the school will choose the painting to be included in the national student painting competition.”
The association members brought the painting to Yuta one after another. Yuta saw them one by one, and the other two vice-chairmen also helped.
Hendry frowned and said, "Ara, I always felt Yuta was after you."
Serra said nonchalantly, "Come, she can't do anything with me anyway."
Serra did not bother to deal with people like Yuta, but blamed him, as he stared at Farrel.
Serra is not allowed, her boyfriend is coveted by other women.
Hendry hesitated for a moment and asked, "Ara, how is the relationship between you and your boyfriend?"
When talking about these three girlfriend words, Hendry's heart was full of sour taste.
She did not want to believe that Serra already had a boyfriend and sent her subordinates to check on her.
The speed of the subordinates was very fast, and the results were sent to him the next day.
The above shows that Serra does have a boyfriend, and she now lives with her boyfriend.
Last time he saw the man who came to pick up Serra.
It's just that the information mentions that Farrel's biological father is not good, but Farrel has cut off ties with the Hanzou family. Scott's family treated him very well. The Scott family was also a wealthy family, only slightly worse than the Alexander family.
He wanted to grab Serra with Farrel, with almost no chance of winning.
In the past few days, he had not come to see Serra. Another reason was that he did not dare to face Serra and wanted to calm himself down.
He wanted to suppress his feelings for Serra.
Until now, her eyes were covered in red blood, and under her eyelids there was darkness.
Obviously, he didn't rest well.
The corner of Serra's lips provoked a smile, "He's very kind and takes good care of me."
Hearing this, Hendry's eyes dimmed rapidly, and the hands on his feet clenched tightly.
He said lowly, "Really?"
He did not let Serra hear these words.
Yuta and the other two vice-chairmen moved quickly. It didn't take long for them to finish reading the 20 paintings, and fewer students were around them.
Yuta looked at Serra and urged: "Serra, where is yours?"
He couldn't wait to see Serra feeling embarrassed.
Hendry frowned, “Didn't there still be a lot of students who haven't checked? Why do you always pay attention to Ara? Are you afraid Ara won't get away? ”
Many people noticed Yuta.
Yuta chokes and cannot help himself. He insisted: “I just almost met people. When I see Serra looking at the phone, I'll remind her.”
Hendry narrowed his eyes, “You asked Ara to paint two paintings. Are you sure you didn't target him? Even if Serra didn't come through the interview, wasn't one painting enough to test the level of Ara's painting? Make two pictures a day, are you sure it's hard for someone to do it? ”
Yuta slowly tightened his hands under the conference table.
Many members of the association stared at Yuta with strange eyes.
Hendry put his hand behind the chair, "You're aiming at Ara like this, and you're not sure by looking at your position as a school flower in Ara."
Aoli stood up and spoke for Yuta, “Hen, what is Serra's identity, is it worth to pay attention to Yuta? Yuta has good grades, beautiful, good family background, and versatile. Can Serra be compared to Yuta? Does Yuta need to target Serra? ”
His tone was full of humiliation.
Hendry sneered, “Yuta is indeed no match for Ara. That's normal for Ara. "
"you!"
Aoli wanted to say something more. Right now, Serra said loudly, and she took back her phone, "Thank you brother, don't worry about them, don't they want to see my painting?"
Serra took out two paintings in her hand and came to Yuta.
The corner of Yuta's lips was almost invisible, and it was mocking.
Can really do it.
He slowly opened one of Serra's paintings, and what caught his attention was a scrap of ink, “Serra, ink painting is very difficult. You can paint. If you want, you have to be good at it. "
Yuta now seemed to praise Serra very highly.
The higher he stood, the more sick he fell.
Yuta wants to make all the members of the association see Serra embarrassed. Today's incident will definitely spread throughout the school. At that time, Serra would definitely not be better.
Soon, the whole picture was revealed.
Aoli's eyes widened in disbelief, "Is this your painting by Serra?"
Yuta's eyes were also fixed on the painting, and he suddenly stopped.
Ben, the other vice chairman of the association, was amazed, “Serra, I never thought you would be able to paint such a painting in five days. This painting can be likened to the paintings of some famous painters.”
This painting mainly depicts a waterfall descending from a high mountain.
The fog still exists.
Just looking at it will make people feel calm.
Aoli suddenly frowned. He took the painting in Yuta's hand and looked at it seriously.
So familiar.
This style of painting, as well as the painting technique, is very similar to the painting in its impression.
It's just that he can't remember it for a while.
Yuta does not believe that Serra will paint such a painting, and he hastily opens another painting by Serra.
This couple is not an ink painting.
Serra drew two puppies in a frame on the grass, and a child beside her, with a smile on her face.
Both paintings have different styles, but can encourage similar emotions.
These two paintings could be said to have almost no flaws.
Ben sighed again, “It's absolutely perfect."
Yuta's brows tightly clenched together. He did not believe that Serra could paint such a perfect picture in just five days.
"Serra's student, are you sure you painted this?"
Serra raised her eyebrows, "You doubt me, this is being replaced by someone else's painting."
Seeing Yuta's reaction, Hendry knew that Serra's painting was not simple. Hendry's rippling peach eyes stared at Serra's side face.
The fingertips are squeezed.
How many surprises will he give her?
Yuta was very vigilant. He intuitively felt that Serra was waiting for him by saying this.
He did not dare to say anything for now.
Yuta notices that Aoli has been staring at Serra's ink painting.
“Aoli, you why?”
Aoli continued to stare at the painting, and replied: "I always felt that this painting was very similar to the one I had seen, but I couldn't remember its owner."
"Who?"
Yuta becomes suspicious, "Think about who he is."