Chapter 1141

At the end of summer and early autumn, it is still a piece of green, dotted with a few red.

There was a gentle breeze.

Ziyi looked at it carefully for a while, and finally got it in his chest. He took up his brush and began to paint.

……

It was quiet, only the wind rustled across the grass.

All the students focused on their paintings.

But by four or five in the afternoon, the storm changed.

The wind howled and the rain poured down without warning.

"Come on The teacher was frightened by the sudden rainstorm, and quickly yelled, "pack up the easel quickly, find a place to shelter from the rain, don't rush down the mountain, be careful of slipping!"

Needless to say, the students also began to pack their things, and their faces were not very good-looking.

Ji Siyu painfully rolled up the painting paper and put it into the tube. He complained in a low voice: "it's too annoying. My paintings are all wet."

"Yes, yes, an afternoon's hard work was almost ruined." "And I haven't finished drawing yet," echoed the student next to him

The people carried the easel on their backs and followed the teacher to take shelter from the rain under the tree. According to the reason, such a heavy rain would not last too long, so they decided to wait for the rain to stop before going down the mountain.

"Count the number of people. Are they all there? Monitor The teacher called out, "name a roll!"

"Good." Ji Siyu answered quickly and began to call the roll. Class of more than 20 people, the list of her already familiar with the heart, and soon all of them were ordered by her.

"Heziyi!" Ji Siyu arrives at last.

No one answered.

Ji Siyu's heart suddenly burst out, because she remembered that he Ziyi was not with them.

"Teacher, Hezi is not here!" Ji Siyu said aloud.

The teacher was shocked: "heziyi? What about her? "

"Teacher, I know where she is. I'll call her." Ji Siyu volunteered.

"Go, go, get her back!" The teacher's face turned pale.

He just led a team. If he lost the eldest lady of the he family, he would not be able to bear it.

Ji Siyu gives the easel to his classmates next to him and rushes into the rain to find Hezi Yi. Two boys follow her.

They didn't have umbrellas, so they had to hold their coats high over their heads. The three were soon drenched in the heavy rain.

Fortunately, they soon saw Hezi's easel.

Ji Siyu is very happy. She was about to call people, but she found that the easel was empty, and he Ziyi was not there at all.

"Ziyi?" She exclaimed, "Hezi?"

The two boys also called heziyi's name, and no one answered.

Ji Siyu's heart sank.

"Is she going to shelter from the rain?" One of the boys guessed that he couldn't open his eyes because of the heavy rain.

"No..." Ji Siyu's face turned pale. She was staring at the easel. Most of the finished painting had been washed away by the rain. She couldn't see its true colors. "If she went to shelter from the rain, she would certainly put it away."

Ji Siyu knows that he Ziyi cherishes her works. She can't bear to see her works washed and abused by the heavy rain. Therefore, even if she wants to avoid the rain, the first thing is to put away her paintings.

"What now?" The boy asked aloud.

"Look for it!" Ji Siyu firmly said, "Ziyi must be around here. Her easel is still here, so she must not have gone far. "

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