2487 The script is mu Xiaoxiao’s (3)
She had seen someone say, ” so what if young master Jie proposed to mu Xiaoxiao? Someone as fickle as young master Jie might secretly eat her behind mu Xiaoxiao’s back one day.
He was not even eighteen years old yet. It was too far away!
If they were to start a poll, 99% of the people would definitely not believe that Yin Shaojie could be with mu Xiaoxiao forever.
Men were all fickle-minded. They all liked the new and hated the old.
This was especially true for a man like young master Jie, who was rich and handsome. He could obviously try different women, so why did he only love one?
This was a very realistic thing.
Zhao Xiaolu fell into deep thought. Would it really be like this?
She was also very conflicted.
On the one hand, she hoped that young master Jie was a man who was deeply in love with her. On the other hand, she also had a glimmer of hope that it was impossible …
The balance between justice and darkness had always been wavering.
In fact, Zhao Xiaolu also wanted to be honest and say that she did not draw these paintings.
How could she keep something that didn’t belong to her?
But …
His little vanity was at work.
When she read the posts on the forum, she couldn’t help but think of herself.
She even thought that it would be great if these paintings were really painted by her.
Therefore, she did not deny that she was not the owner of these paintings at once.
However, she had never expected that things would develop like this.
However, the b.u.t.terfly effect that Zhao Xiaolu did not expect was …
She entered the teacher’s office.
The teacher’s att.i.tude towards her had never been so good. He put on a friendly smile and said, ” Zhao Xiaolu, I saw your paintings on the forum. I didn’t expect you to improve so much. Although I know that emotional factors also have an influence, I have to say that your painting is very good. So I recommended you to the school to partic.i.p.ate in this year’s international painting compet.i.tion.
Hearing this news, Zhao Xiaolu revealed an expression of disbelief.
“The National, international drawing compet.i.tion … Me? Are you saying that the school recommended me to partic.i.p.ate?”
This compet.i.tion was an important milestone for art students.
However, not every student could partic.i.p.ate.
Each school only had one recommendation.
Generally speaking, this spot would be given to the third-year art cla.s.s students because they had a better foundation in painting.
All these years, this spot had never been given to a second-year high school student.
As a result, the students in their cla.s.s could only be envious in silence. They had never thought of fighting for this spot.
Therefore, when the teacher told Zhao Xiaolu this news, she felt as if she had been hit by a pie that fell from the sky. She was stunned.
If … If she could partic.i.p.ate in this compet.i.tion and get a good ranking …
Not only would she get a huge bonus, but it would also be of vital help to her future development.
Zhao Xiaolu was stunned for a long time and had not recovered from this surprise.
The teacher patted her shoulder and said with a smile, ” yes, you didn’t hear wrong. This is a rare opportunity. You must grasp it well and not let the school down.
“I … I …”
Zhao Xiaolu found her voice with great difficulty and looked at her teacher with tears in her eyes.
The teacher said, ” you don’t have to be too nervous. As long as you follow the drawings on the forum and take them seriously, I guarantee that you will definitely get a good ranking.
The paintings on the forum …
Upon hearing this, Zhao Xiaolu’s originally excited mood suddenly turned cold.
She did not draw those paintings …
She asked in a daze, ” teacher … Is it because of those paintings that the school recommended me to go? ”