"All right." Gong Suhe put away the paper and looked at Zhai Xingchen outside the window. He found that he was still reading, and he was very devoted.

She turned her head to see Xiaoyan, and found that the color of the little girl's painting was very bright. At first glance, she was very happy after she got rid of the pain.

The painting bar here also provides customers with mounting services. Even if they have a crush on a guest, they will pay for it.

When I saw the boy painted by Gong Suhe, the staff was a little surprised and said with a smile, "would you like to sell the painting of my little sister to us?"

Gong Su He shook his head: "no, I'll take it as a gift."

The other side slightly regretted: "Oh, OK, but the painting is very good!"

Gong Suhe laughs: "thank you for your praise."

She picked up the pen and wrote today's date in the lower right corner, then turned to the back of the painting and wrote a sentence——

"It's said that you won the first place in the math contest. It's very powerful. Come on in the future!"

After writing, Gong Suhe rolled up the picture and handed it to the staff: "can you help to give it to the boy reading opposite in a moment?"

The staff then looked at it and immediately understood, "is that what you drew?"

Gong Suhe nodded: "keep it secret, don't tell who sent it."

"Good!" The staff nodded with a smile.

When Gong Suhe and Xiao Yan went downstairs together, Xiao Yan asked, "sister Suhe, why don't you let that brother know?"

Gong Suhe said: "he is my former classmate and has transferred to another school. I also know by accident that his grades have improved. I didn't know that his classmates were not friendly to his friends, so I sent him an anonymous painting to make him think it was from his classmates. "

Xiaoyan seems to understand: "Oh, what will happen if the students send it?"

"He may be able to feel the kindness of the people around him and be more cheerful." Gongsuhe road.

Zhai Xingchen used to be very quiet in his class. Gong Suhe knew that there were some bad students in his class, such as Han Wei, but there were also good students.

However, Zhai Xingchen completely closed himself up, refused malice, and also lost the chance to get goodwill.

She went downstairs with Xiao Yan and took a bus home.

At the same time, the staff came to Zhai Xingchen with the painting.

"Classmate?" She called to Zhai Xingchen.

Zhai Xingchen raised his eyes, and the bottom of his eyes was cold.

Staff a Leng, always feel that the young eyes in the painting gentle, seems to be different from the young in front of the moment.

She then said, "I'm from the painting bar. Your classmates asked me to give you this painting."

Zhai Xingchen frowned and his voice was cold: "no need."

When the staff saw that he was about to leave, they opened the painting and said, "look, she painted you!"

Zhai Xingchen raised his eyes indifferently. When his eyes fell on the painting, he was stunned.

It was really him, and it was so vivid that it was the way he had just read the book.

But, in the picture, there is a window made of wood frame, the painter's line of sight is looking in from the window.

Inside the window, the boy sat in front of the window. The lattice of the window blocked his lower body, revealing only his own sweater and the biological book in his hand.

He looked down at the book, calm and serious.

And the whole picture, because the view of the window is blocked, so we can't see the wheelchair under him, as if he was a normal person.

Zhai Xingchen looked at the painting, and suddenly he was moved.

He raised his eyes and asked, "who painted it?"

The staff sneered: "it's gone. She won't let me say it. But I think it should be your classmate! "