"Gu Weijing, you are not going to the studio today? It seems that the small public studio can no longer meet the needs of our Gu Da artists. You are so confident about the school recruitment fair that you don't even want to prepare a portfolio."
Miao Angwen stared at Gu Weijing's face and asked coldly.
"Um."
Gu Weijing nodded.
When it came to Miao Angwen, he was stunned for a moment.
He didn't know why Gu Weijing stopped going to the school's public studio this semester.
Being dumped by your girlfriend and falling in love? Or did you give up on yourself for not being picked up by Mrs. Sakai for a higher class?
Miao Angwen's words were originally meant to be ridiculing.
After waiting to sting Gu Weijing's chest, he would throw out two more sinister and lethal sarcasm.
Unexpectedly, the other party admitted it so brazenly.
"Then I'm looking forward to seeing Mr. Gu's masterpiece at the school recruitment fair. You look so confident. I think it will shock the judges. It's probably even easier to get offers from ten or eight schools. ." Miao Angwen sneered.
"Okay, please appreciate it then." Gu Weijing continued to nod.
Oh shit! So shameless.
The trash who was not even selected for Mrs. Sakai's promotion class admitted it so brazenly.
Get ten or eight offers?
You thought the admission notice at the school recruitment fair was just cabbage on the roadside!
Miao Angwen felt like a fist hitting cotton, holding a fire in his chest.
He really wanted the bad guys around him to deal with Gu Weijing severely and tear off the gentle and annoying mask on his face.
However, he can't do that yet.
Miao Aung Win has a mission today.
For some reason, Baldhead specifically told him that he hoped to invite Gu Weijing from school to his pool party.
"I'm having a party this Friday."
"Ok, I know."
"I haven't seen you sign up in the group. It's a seaside holiday village with sunshine, swimming pools and professional resident singers. You rarely have the opportunity to participate in such a grand party. Why don't you sign up?"
Myo Aung Win resorted to aggressive tactics: "Or, you can't even afford the admission fee of 150,000 kyats. Knowing that your family is poor, Gu classmates shouldn't be so shabby."
He knew too well the self-esteem of these former poor students.
The poorer the students, the more afraid they are of others laughing at them, so they often have to force themselves up even if they spend their last copper.
As Miao Angwen's words came out, the delinquents around him immediately burst into laughter.
“If you don’t even have 150,000 kyats, why should you go to Dewei?”
"The aristocratic school isn't that good either. This little money isn't even enough to buy a girl a drink at a bar."
"Poor and sour..."
Gu Weijing was silent for a moment. Contrary to everyone's expectations, he did not show any shame, but nodded as he should.
"You are right, our family does not have money, but I will not be ashamed of it. I have never pretended to be a rich man, nor have I made myself contemptuous because of it, nor have I ever tried to please anyone. Your party I can’t afford it, so I won’t go, it’s that simple.”
Gu Weijing doesn't think he is a rich man now.
In the past two months, he has indeed made a lot of money from painting.
However, the money has been donated by himself.
Gu Weijing is not the kind of moral saint who can eat chaffy vegetables for the sake of a better life for the children in the orphanage.
If he had a candlelight dinner with the girl he liked, he wouldn't care too much whether it cost seventy-five dollars or seven hundred and fifty dollars.
He is willing to give the best to the people he likes.
But Gu Weijing felt that this kind of unnecessary consumption was unnecessary.
The one hundred dollars given by grandpa is enough to pay for little girl Jasmine’s several months of AIDS cocktail therapy, or to give a child from Budao a professional stuttering correction class.
This would bring him greater satisfaction than going to Myo Aung Win's party.
Gu Weijing's words were so calm.
Open and aboveboard, candid and honest.
[I have never looked down upon myself because of this, and I have never tried to please anyone. I can’t afford your party, so I won’t go. It’s that simple. 】
Self-esteem is a wonderful quality.
Even the unlearned gangsters around him were suppressed.
They wanted to continue laughing and mocking Gu Weijing for being poor and embarrassed, but they could only laugh dryly at the boy's indifferent tone.
"Gu Weijing, do you look down on me so much?"
Miao Angwen's forehead was stimulated by Gu Wei's veins, and he thought that the other party was deliberately laughing at him.
"never mind."
Miao Angwen repeatedly reminded himself that the most important thing was the most important thing. He took a few deep breaths, forced a smile, and waved his hand: "I'll pay for your drinks when I'm a classmate. I'll treat you as a free treat." .”
"Sorry, I won't go." Gu Weijing shook his head.
"Why?"
Miao Angwen gritted his teeth and asked with eyes wide open.
"I don't have time, I have to work to make money."
On Friday night, there were still some final finishing touches to the little prince's painting that needed to be discussed with Mr. Sloth. Where did he find the time?
"Okay, okay, okay."
Myo Aung Win's face was distorted, but he still asked patiently: "Where do you go to work? Serving dishes at Pizza Hut or working as a cashier in a coffee shop. Can you earn 1,000 kyats an hour? I will give you 5,000 kyats. That's it." Please come to the head office."
"You give me five thousand dollars and I'll go."
Gu Weijing was also a little impatient with Miao Angwen pestering him. He was not a pretty girl, so he had to do something by himself.
He could also hear the unfriendly feeling in Miao Angwen's tone.
This made Gu Weijing even less interested in attending any pool party.
Considering the time it takes me to draw a knife painting now, and the quotation given to me by Scholastic Group. Five thousand dollars is really not a big deal for a lion.
Miao Angwen's face turned green when he heard this.
It’s five thousand dollars to go to the party. What did Gu Weijing think he was, a bullshit Victoria's Secret supermodel?
"You ungrateful animal."
The bad guy next to him spoke up at this time: "Brother Miao, let's teach him a lesson and make sure he becomes honest."
lesson?
Miao Angwen suddenly laughed, and he realized something.
Gu Weijing no longer has the female student union president who took good care of him at all times, and he is no longer the transparent person who relies on a rented dress to support the scene.
Regarding the tasks assigned by that adult, Miao Angwen had already done everything he could to be kind and righteous.
Since this guy is so shameless, it doesn't hurt to give Gu Weijing a little lesson now.
even……
"You want to do something for me?"
An uncontrollable thought came to Miao Angwen's mind. This idea just came to me, and it grew like weeds in the wilderness.
He pulled his head aside and asked in a low voice in the other person's ear.
When they split up, they saw Miao Angwen looking like he wanted to give some important instructions, so he immediately nodded excitedly.
"Brother Miao asked me to punish him. This kind of student boy is very easy to deal with, so I'll take care of him."
Brother Miao obviously had a problem with this middle school student, and he was the best at dealing with people who seemed to be good students.
They split their heads and stared at Gu Weijing's face, as if looking at a shining golden certificate of submission.
"Tame him, hehe, I don't want to tease him. Just break one of his fingers today, and you can mess with me from now on."
Miao Angwen smiled and gave instructions lightly.
These bad methods of teasing people are bad enough, but not cruel enough.
Even if they behave very socially, they still remain in the minds of students. Blackmail, bullying, and humiliation are all too childish.
Miao Angwen, whose hands have actually been stained with blood, is much more "adult" than them.
He didn't care how much he humiliated Gu Weijing.
Miao Aung Win did whatever he wanted to do, he directly wanted one of the opponent's hands!
Sense of crisis!
Miao Angwen didn't know why the adult valued Gu Weijing so much, nor did he know that Gu Weijing had already rejected Brother Hao's invitation.
There was always a sense of crisis in his heart.
Miao Angwen hated Gu Weijing, and he was even more afraid of Gu Weijing.
He was afraid in his dreams that his chance to do things for Brother Hao would be replaced by Gu Weijing in front of him.
Miao Angwen may not even care about the past grudges between himself and the other party, but he cannot help but be afraid that Gu Weijing will steal his position in front of Brother Hao.
The rich second generation in those schools can at best be prestigious on campus.
And if you can do something for Brother Hao, you will be able to dominate the entire city.
Power and wealth are things that you can never forget once you have tasted them for a moment.
Block people's money and kill their parents.
Whoever dares to steal the opportunity for Miao Anwen to develop, he will not mind using evil hands to destroy the other party.
"Break off a finger. This is the campus of Dewei. It won't be good for Brother Miao if word spreads..." He parted with some hesitation.
He is a bad boy,
But I also know that breaking an art student's finger is not as simple as the humiliation of not being able to detect the injury.
The split doesn't care if it ruins a student's future.
But for this kind of thing, he felt that the school management of Dulwich College would never let it go as he did before when he extorted dozens of dollars.
"Of course this has nothing to do with me. Remember, you accidentally broke the other person's finger during the 'fighting' process."
"But……"
Miao Angwen glanced hesitantly.
"You have done this job for me, and you are my brother. If you want money, give money, and if you want women, give women, and you will definitely get a lot of the wealth in the future. Why... for you, at most, at most It's just a detention or a demerit, you don't care about that, do you?"
They were silent for a few seconds, and the hesitation on their faces gradually turned into fierceness.
Brother Miao is right.
At most, it's just a demerit, a detention, and asking the parents.
A bad boy like him doesn't care about demerits.
Even if the worst happens, even if Dulwich has a tougher attitude, he will be expelled from No. 1 Middle School.
It's worth it to have a solid connection with Miao Aung Win.
Miao Angwen saw that Fang Tou seemed to have made up his mind, so he patted Fang Tou's shoulder and said sullenly: "Go ahead, remember to choose one from your right hand, thumb and index finger...forget it, there is no difference between one and two. All the fingers must be broken, try to twist them as much as possible."
Also an art student, Miao Angwin knows better how to destroy a painter.
More than 30% of the functions of the human hand rely on the thumb. After the thumb is injured, it cannot even perform normal grasping.
The index finger plays a positioning role when holding the pen.
If you lose your index finger, the pen tip will become unstable.
Torsion injuries and animal bites are among the most difficult orthopedic injuries to treat, causing significant damage to the bones and Achilles tendon.
This Gu Weijing is even if Picasso is still alive.
After suffering such an injury, I need to rest for a few years. If I'm lucky, I might be able to hold things and carry a plastic bag, but forget about painting.
"Got it. I'll smash all the bones in my hand by the way."
They nodded their heads and pressed their noses with their thumbs like Bruce Lee in the movie, with a ferocious smile on his face.
Imp.
Don't blame your brother for being ruthless, I can only blame you for your bad luck.
Who said that if I destroy you, I can make a fortune?
They walked forward separately, without saying anything, and let the younger brother grab the other person's shoulders, and then kneed Gu Weijing on the stomach.
He reached out and grabbed the boy's right hand.
"Stop! What do you want to do!"
A girl's voice, so angry that her voice became particularly sharp, came from a distance.
Mona, who had just come out of the public art studio, threw her schoolbag aside and ran quickly towards this side.
She noticed that Gu Weijing was in trouble when she saw someone in a student social chat group forwarding a photo of the group of unscrupulous people at No. 1 Middle School at the school gate.
Mona thought that she was too lazy to care about Gu Weijing's affairs.
If he doesn't come to the studio to study every day, maybe he has provoked some people in society and is surrounded by the bad delinquents of No. 1 Middle School.
It's your own fault!
She put away her phone and prepared to finish the work on the drawing board.
After Mrs. Sakai pointed out the errors in her work, Mona was redrawing her "Self-Portrait" and was now halfway through coloring it.
However,
After putting down her phone, Mona was always restless. She even added the wrong medium oil, and the resulting paint was impossible to see.
This damn boy is really annoying.
"Forget it, let's go and take a look. I am the president of the student union, and it is my duty to prevent possible campus bullying. Even if other people in the school encounter this kind of thing, I should also go take a look. ...It’s not because I care about this guy.”
Mona struggled for a few seconds, biting her lower lip, and finally convinced herself.
"Let me make it clear then that I only came here to take a look out of my duties as a student union."
"Be a little colder and don't let that guy have unwanted thoughts and get involved again. If we break up, we'll break up."
She was thinking about how to face Gu Weijing for a while, and packing her painting tools for a while.
Then he picked up his small schoolbag and ran towards the green corridor in front of the school.
Mona ran faster and faster.
When she ran to where the photo was, she saw Gu Weijing being kneed in the stomach.
"How dare you...how dare you...this is a school!! Where is the school janitor! Where is the teacher!"
She suddenly became anxious. All the words and reserve she had originally thought about disappeared, and only a blank was left in her mind.
Mona clenched her hands tightly and ran quickly, her dark pupils flashing with extreme anger.
I have worked hard to take care of Gu Weijing for so many years, how dare you bully him like this under my eyes!
Her lips turned white and her whole body trembled.
The president of the Girls' Student Union has never felt so angry.
I have to go to the hospital tomorrow, so the update may not be stable, sorry.
(End of chapter)
