This special feeling came to me once yesterday.

What is Zhao Peng talking about? Is he talking about value? Everyone has their own value. Is that what he means?

He said I have value too.

Does drawing really bring value?

This is just my personal hobby. I don’t even dare to tell my mother. It seems that no one has a good life because of painting. Only by studying well can you become promising in the future.

Isn't that true?

But why did Zhao Peng say that? He also gave me money, 10 yuan for a painting, which was my living expenses for two weeks.

I can change my life for two weeks just by painting a painting?

Those two paintings lasted only a month.

Four paintings, two months.

If I draw 24 pictures, wouldn’t it cover a year’s living expenses!!!

Every time my mother paid for living expenses, she was particularly embarrassed. She couldn't make any money at all. How could she have any money if she worked hard in the fields to dig food?

She didn't want her mother to work so hard all the time, so she studied hard.

If painting can make my mother and myself live a better life, then why don't I dare to accept it?

It should be no problem.

"Zhang Xiaoqiu, I promise you that as long as you keep on painting, you will definitely thank yourself for not giving up now. You must firmly believe that you are outstanding in learning, and your talent in painting is extraordinary. You can't

Not living up to his talent."

Zhao Peng suddenly realized that he was really good at deceiving people.

It's a bit like the whirlpool Zhao Peng.

This is a bad thing about middle-aged men. He likes to be a teacher. He is also a middle-aged man at heart, so he always subconsciously tries to reason with others.

I don’t know if others are willing to listen, so I just output it.

But the effect of today's verbal escape was obviously good. Zhang Xiaoqiu reached out and took the 50 yuan, mustered up the courage, and said seriously to Zhao Peng: "Then you are my boss, am I working for you?"

"Don't~" Zhao Peng quickly let go of Zhang Xiaoqiu's shoulders and laughed dumbly, "We are classmates, at most it is a transaction. You sell your most precious things, and I spend money to buy them. If you want to stay like this with me for a long time in the future,

If there is a relationship, then we can make long-term plans."

"Okay, then I'll listen to you. Zhao Peng, don't lie to me."

"Don't worry, I won't lie to you. Let's go eat ramen. Now you can honestly accept my treat. Our relationship is not what it used to be. It has improved a lot."

"Pfft! You're so good at talking. Let me treat you to a meal. You've already treated me to two meals." Zhang Xiaoqiu pursed his lips and smiled, then walked to the opposite side first, swinging his two small arms back and forth, looking very nervous.

A brisk look.

Zhao Peng looked at her back with relief, just like an old hen looking at her chicks.

…

After the exam in the afternoon, everyone gathered at the school gate as agreed.

The minibus that brought them here and Cao Deqing appeared again.

Cao Deqing was wearing a gray short-sleeved shirt and his face was red, as if he had just eaten a bowl of exquisite soup made from animal parts.

Especially when she saw Zhang Yun coming out of the gate of Qingcheng No. 1 Middle School, her eyes immediately shone with enthusiasm.

Zhang Yun saw Cao Deqing's appearance from a distance and subconsciously slowed down. When she came to the front, she stood directly behind Li Wei, trying to avoid Cao Deqing's gaze.

"How did everyone perform today?" Cao Deqing asked with a smile.

"It's just so so, the question is a bit biased." Li Wei said with a smile, but looking at his calm and unhurried expression, he didn't know whether he did well in the exam or was just being humble.

"I think it's okay. It's not particularly difficult. It should be no problem to score over 80 in each subject." Liu Haoran was very confident.

Wu Qian was very low-key, smiling and saying nothing.

Zhang Yun is a little troubled. She only has one subject, mathematics, and her grades are usually good. But today, her best friend's affairs made her brain confused. She was still thinking about things for a long time in the examination room and did not perform well.

Thinking of the source of the crime, she glared at Zhao Peng again.

Zhao Peng stood on the far left side of the team. Yun Danfengqing was originally there, but he suddenly felt an unkind gaze. He turned around to see Zhang Yun staring at him angrily, a little confused. He didn't know when he would offend this young lady again.

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When asked, he smiled implicitly and said: "The results are not important. What matters is the process of participation. As long as we are here, even if we don't get good results, it is already considered a victory."

Liu Haoran, Zhang Yun: "...??"

A thought suddenly occurred to me: "You are really faking it."

Wu Qian and Li Wei smiled.

Li Wei, in particular, patted Zhao Peng on the shoulder: "You should think openly. I agree with your idea. Participating in the competition is just an attempt. You can get a ranking, but you don't have to worry too much if your results are not good."

"Li Wei, your results must be great and you will definitely get a ranking, so don't be humble. You should be like a big peng that rises with the wind in one day and soars to 90,000 miles. I am just a little chicken, I can only bend down and lower my head on the ground.

I keep pecking at pebbles to fill my empty belly."

"Haha, classmate Zhao Peng, I never found you so humorous before."

Li Wei has a gentle and cheerful personality, but he was slightly offended by Zhao Peng's jokes, almost losing his gentle persona.

Zhang Xiaoqiu, who was hiding behind Zhao Peng, couldn't help but cursed when he heard Zhao Peng talking nonsense again, "That's because you haven't seen him being more troublesome, I don't know how annoying it is.

Cao Deqing only asked symbolically. He did not ask about Zhang Xiaoqiu's results.

Zhang Xiaoqiu qualified for the competition by finishing third, even though her grades were already among the best among the 500 or 600 students in the class, and she was one of the best students in the class.

but--

Looking at her poor look, she was too lazy to pay any attention to her.

"Then let's get on the bus?" Cao Deqing smiled and asked everyone to get on the bus.

Just as everyone was about to get on the bus, three young students who looked like students suddenly came in front of them. They seemed to be about the same age as Zhao Peng and the others, but they were quite energetic and seemed to be asking for trouble.

"Which one of you is Zhao Peng?"

Zhao Peng was stunned for a moment, why did he have enemies here?

Judging from the other person's expression, he definitely didn't invite him to tea.

He stood up a few steps and asked nonchalantly: "I am, who are you, and what do you want from me?"

The leader of the three men stepped forward, put his arm around Zhao Peng's neck, and prepared to pull Zhao Peng aside.

Zhao Peng was not very strong, so he struggled to escape, and immediately became angry.

Damn it, if you have something to say, then take action as soon as you come up. This is going to be a fight!

He hit the opponent on the neck with his backhand elbow, and then while he was in pain, he pressed his arm down and quickly pressed the front of the minibus with his backhand.

"Didn't your parents teach you not to fight easily?"

Zhao Peng's little bit of capture skills came from the instructor during military training in college. After the instructor left, he felt that it was very interesting. At least he could barely fight against those thieves without daggers, so he signed up for a capture class.

I studied for about more than a year.

When it comes to how well I have learned, it is actually average. Apart from doing some show-offs with students in the boxing gym, I have never really used it in reality.

Unexpectedly, when I met these young people today, I suddenly used it.

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Chapter completed!