Little Terrified Bun

Little Terrified Bun Chapter 85

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The two upperclassmen also felt embarrassed; they thought Wei Jing was merely a sacrifice chosen to fulfill the headcount requirement, but he turned the tables and ended up better than the two of them.

“Have you learned oil painting before?” With her round eyes, the senior sister looked at the young teenager with curiosity.

“En.” Wei Jing nodded frankly.
“I have been learning oil painting for four years, but I don’t draw that well, so my teacher often yells at me.”

Senior sister and Le Chen: “…” Hehe! You will be punished for showing off, you know that?

The teacher’s current mood could be said to be feeling at ease.
She patted Wei Jing’s shoulder with gratification and spoke proudly, “Ok, you guys can head to class now! Just leave the drawings to me.
Wei Jing, you have to continue to work hard and not be too relaxed.
Try to aim for third place or better.”

After looking at the other two people’s drawings, Wei Jing had regained some confidence.
“I’ll try my best.”

The teen art competition first collected all the oil paintings around the country, then filtered them each round to come up with the top 100 paintings.
Then the contestants would draw in-person and the judges would choose the top 20 drawings, and finally pick one out of the 20 to be the winner.

As the three of them exited the office, they walked beside each other in the school hallway.

Le Chen’s white face turned slightly red, with the hair on his forehead covering his eyes, and his thin lips pressing tightly together.
He felt extremely embarrassed upon thinking back to how he comforted Wei Jing earlier.
How did he have the courage to tell Wei Jing to just try his best with his own drawing level?

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“Wei Jing, you are so good.
I’ve also learned oil painting for a long time, but none of my artworks were as good as yours.” The senior sister started to compliment.
A bright smile appeared on her white and shiny face, along with the fragrance of her black, long hair as the wind blew.

“A! But senior has learned so much stuff already – piano, dance, and chess…oil painting is just one of them.
I’m not as good as you.
Drawing already takes up all my energy, so I can’t learn anything else.”

The teenager’s voice sounded sincere and honest, even Xia Susu, who was so used to those compliments, felt ecstatic.

She waved her hands and smiled shyly and reservedly.
“Nonono, you are more gifted than me.
Good luck! I’m waiting for you to become an artist one day!”

It was the first time Wei Jing had heard someone calling him…gifted.
He blinked his eyes and looked at the girl with his pretty cat eyes, bright and innocent.
“I’m…gifted in art???” He subconsciously asked with carefulness as his fists tightened and his palms filled with sweat.

“Of course.
You’re only twelve years old and you can already draw something like this, you will definitely draw better in the future.” Xia Susu backed it up with reason.
Then, as she examined the teenager from top to bottom, she furrowed her eyebrows and gave Wei Jing’s back a hard slap, “Hey! Twelve is the halcyon days of youth, how can you be so gloomy like an elderly person.
Lift your head up, straighten your back, and stand tall.
You have good grades, a nice family background, and draw well…what are you …ugh, not confident about.”

Xia Susu finally found the appropriate word after a while.

Hmph! Although this junior also looked nice being melancholy and shy…confident ‘men’ are better looking.
No?

“Pft.” Wei Jing broke out laughing with his hands covering his mouth.
His eyebrows curved downwards, adding on to his handsome appearance.
“Senior sister, you are slightly different than I thought.”

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“What did you think I was like?” Xia Susu raised her eyebrows as if she was saying “If you dare to say something bad about me, I’ll go full on to diss you.”

Wei Jing tilted his head to contemplate.
“Gentle and virtuous, a fairy above the material attractions of the world.”

This time it was Xia Susu who started laughing, she laughed so hard that her public image was nonexistent.
“Oh my god! You are so funny, you probably watched too many romantic dramas! Go eat more walnuts and gain some IQ.
I pity you child, you look like you are easily tricked.”

Wei Jing: =-=

“Enough, stop teasing him.” Le Chen had regained his composure on the way.
“Control your laughter.
If it gets seen by others…”

Just as he finished the sentence, Xia Susu immediately returned to her usual expression.
The morning sun shone on her body, surrounding her with a warm halo.
Xia Susu wore a long, white over knee dress, revealing her delicate legs.
The corners of her eyebrows revealed faint levity, making her appear gentle as water.

Two boys who happened to pass by them suddenly blushed and secretly peeked their way.
“Senior Xia…” They mumbled.

One could tell that they were Xia Susu’s fans with just a glance.

Wei Jing: =-=

Omg! The contrast is so big.
Can’t we have more sincerity and less gimmicks?

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Le Chen also put up an indifferent expression and walked straight past the girl to stand beside Wei Jing.
He used his actions to show — I do not know her at all.

Xia Susu humphed and curled her lips.
“What’s so weird? You dare to say that you don’t have a different side?”

Wei Jing became speechless by the question.
Who doesn’t have their own secrets? But…senior, your difference is too big, I almost couldn’t handle it! Wei Jing took a deep breath and told himself to remain calm.
The spoiled Nie Ning who had Princess syndrome had already become the authority of her elementary school.
How high and vigorous spirited.

So…Xia Susu is completely normal!

But…have my knees.

Probably because Wei Jing showed his shock so explicitly, Le Chen patted his shoulder understandingly as they were about to go their own ways.
“Let it go, I almost got fooled by her before too, but thank god I found out about it in the end.”

Wei Jing: “…”

Do you think you’re the monkey king who subdued Lady White Bone thrice?

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Inside the Yan residence.

A grown up Wei Zhe sat on the black leathered couch, with a lukewarm smile on his face and his long phoenix looking eyes narrowed.
“Sorry, I have to go home tonight.”

The originally lively atmosphere suddenly quieted down as everyone all turned in unison to look at the Grandpa Yan who sat in the center seat.

Grandpa Yan was already seventy years old, his hair turned white and his face showing wrinkles caused by aging.
He currently wore a loose Tang suit, with a string of prayer beads on his wrist.
“What do you have to do? You rarely come here, yet you’re not even willing to stay for one night?”

“There’s a child at home.
I’m worried about leaving him alone.” Wei Zhe said as he gently took a sip of the hot tea.

“That illegitimate child???” Grandpa Yan furrowed his eyebrows and the rest of the guests also revealed their discontent.
He was still Wei He’s illegitimate child after all, how could the crowd allow that? “Although the incident has passed, that doesn’t mean you can raise his illegitimate son.
Have you heard of  “to nourish a tiger is to court calamity”?”

The death of his daughter almost killed Grandpa Yan.

He protected her in the palms of his hands! His daughter who he cherished for so long was gone all of a sudden, how can he not be sad or heartbroken?

“Wei Jing is only twelve.
Mother’s passing has nothing to do with him.” Yan Xiaoya passed away when Wei Zhe was three.

Of course, Grandpa Yan knew, but he still felt upset when he saw anyone from Wei He’s bloodline – except Wei Zhe.
“You want to see the child? Then just bring him along.” He let out a cold humph and answered unwillingly.