"How's Jing?" Principal Fang muttered the name for a few words, then nodded in realization and said, "Okay, you've asked the right person. She is the one who has the deepest impression among the students I remember.
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Principal Fang paused and asked, "But, what do you want to ask?"
"Just say something if you remember something, no matter what it is."
Principal Fang laughed twice, glanced at Liangchen with ambiguous eyes, and asked, "Are you her boyfriend?"
Liangchen smiled sheepishly, said nothing, just lowered his head and took a sip of wine.
Principal Fang drank a lot and talked a lot, but his thoughts were very clear. He took a big sip of wine and after tasting the taste, he spoke: "Well, that girl, when I met her, she was just
Four years old."
"Her mother sent her to school for preschool. At that time, there were no kindergartens. Preschools only accepted five-year-old children. At that time, I said that they were too young to accept children. But her mother insisted on sending her. We are all villagers. It's not good.
I gave you the favor and then took it away. Guess what the result will be?"
"There were more than 30 children in a class at that time, all older than her, some one year old, some two years old. But when the parents left, she was the only one who didn't cry and was very well-behaved."
"I remembered her at that time. She was very thin, one year younger, not tall. Standing among those children, she was short and inconspicuous, but she was very beautiful. She inherited this from her mother, who was
A famous beauty in our town."
"Although she is young, she is very smart and sensible. She is the only child in the family, but she is not squeamish at all. Her classmates like her very much, and she is also very helpful. Well... she especially likes to draw... said
At this point, I remembered, wait a minute, I will get you something."
With that said, Principal Fang stood up and walked into the back room. After about five minutes, Principal Fang came out with a box in his arms. He opened it, rummaged through it for a long time, pulled out a painting, and handed it to
After seeing Liangchen, he said: "This painting was painted when Hao Hao was eight years old. At that time, he even won the special prize in the town's children's painting competition. Take a look."
This painting is a bit old, some of the watercolors on it have faded, the painting technique is a bit childish, and even some of the curves are a bit distorted.
However, for an eight-year-old child, this painting is already very good.
The scenery is well painted, it is a glass room, the outside is full of flowers, there is a hammock, a table and a pair of chairs inside, and the rest are flowers.
There is a wind chime hanging at the door of the glass house, and there is a birdcage on the window with two thrushes inside.
This painting is not a good-looking painting, but Liangchen was particularly fascinated by it.
Principal Fang drank to himself and continued: "I gave this painting a good name at that time, and called it the most beautiful house in my heart."
"However, it sounds good, but I remembered a funny thing, that is, although she is good-looking and good at drawing, her composition is mediocre."
Principal Fang started rummaging through the iron box again. After a long time, he picked up a test paper and handed it to Liangchen: "You can see for yourself, this is a composition written by her."
The title of the composition is "My Dad".
Just after reading the first sentence, Liangchen couldn't help but curl his lips.