The first bamboo horse: spoiled little green plum

Chapter 135 0135. What should I draw? (5)

Zhuang Xinian would go into the studio for an hour or so every day.

But every time he came out, there was no good expression on his face.

Obviously, the painting was not successful.

A painting for the competition made Zhuang Xinian feel like he didn't want to think about food and tea. He looked even skinnier now when he was suffering from strokes.

But I feel sorry for Zhuang's father!
"Nian Nian, why don't Dad tell them that we won't compete?" Zhuang's father looked at the little girl poking the rice grains in the bowl with an expression of "I have no appetite", really anxious.

Zhuang Xinian didn't agree, she squeezed her small mouth tightly and poked the rice in the bowl expressionlessly.

Recently, Jiang Shaoheng was pestered by Mu Qingyun to compete, so Mu Qingyun stayed at school to eat. Zhuang Xinian couldn't get used to school food, so he went home to eat alone.

The result of going home alone is even more boring.

It would have been better if Jiang Shaoheng was with her, at least Jiang Shaoheng would coax her.

But now she's just digging into a dead end by herself, and what Zhuang's father said won't help much.

A pretty and healthy little girl just lost a lot of weight.

In the end, Dad Zhuang had no choice but to go to Jiang Shaoheng.

"Shaoheng! Why don't you go home for dinner recently?" Zhuang's father went to look for him from the balcony.

Jiang Shaoheng stopped doing his homework and looked at Dad Zhuang, "Recently Mu Qingyun pestered me and said that he wanted to learn Taekwondo with me, and forced me to go away, that's why he let Niannian go home alone, but please come along A classmate of hers took care of her, did something happen to her?"

Jiang Shaoheng guessed right.

"Uncle won't hide it from you anymore, Nian Nian, something happened recently, it made me unable to eat anymore, and I looked like I lost a lot of weight." Zhuang's father's tone was full worry and distress.

Jiang Shaoheng was confused when he heard it, and frowned and asked very puzzled: "I asked Nian Nian if she could go home alone, and she told me yes, how could it be...?"

"It's not because of this, it's my uncle who signed up for a painting competition for Niannian, but what about Niannian? She has never participated in a competition before, and she is too nervous. Not coming out..." Zhuang's father stopped talking, he knew that Jiang Shaoheng must understand.

The child was precocious from an early age.

Jiang Shaoheng nodded, expressing that he understood, "So uncle, you want me to persuade Niannian, right?"

Zhuang's father nodded.

"If it wasn't for uncle's helplessness, he wouldn't have come to delay your study!" Father Zhuang sighed, and looked at the several exercise books on Jiang Shaoheng's desk.

Jiang Shaoheng simply tidied up the exercise books and homework on the table, and then said: "Then uncle, let's go and have a look at Niannian first, at least let her eat something first."

"Hey! Good!" Father Zhuang excitedly led Jiang Shaoheng home.

At this moment, Zhuang Xinian stayed in the studio again staring at the canvas in a daze, the paintbrush in his hand was already dry after being stained with paint.

Obviously it's been a while.

Zhuang's father and Jiang Shaoheng worked together in a division of labor. Zhuang's father went to cook some noodles, while Jiang Shaoheng went into the studio to persuade Zhuang Xinian.

"Nian Nian." Jiang Shaoheng opened the door and walked in, his voice was gentle and gentle, as if he was afraid of disturbing Zhuang Xi Nian's painting.

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