After I finished the painting, I looked at the portrait on the paper and was slightly stunned. Is this person my mother? She is really beautiful. How do I look like her? The person I painted is even better looking!
Will she be able to find her mother in this life?
Ling Xiaowei slept with the portrait in her arms at night, and then she had a dream. In the dream, she dreamed of her mother. Her mother smiled at her tenderly, sang to her, and said she missed her very much.
She knew that her mother didn't really abandon her, but still missed her very much.
The next day, early in the morning, Ling Xiaowei packed her luggage happily and went out to school.
When she arrived at the bridge, she saw Wang Haohao and Shi Mingwei from a distance, waiting for her at the intersection.
"Good morning! You two." Ling Xiaowei greeted the two of them with a smile.
"Good morning Xiaowei!" Wang Haohao waved his hand and kept shaking his big head.
Xu Wang Haohao's brother went to the capital to work, and his salary has increased. Wang Haohao's hard equipment has changed recently. His clothes are no longer shabby. Today, he is wearing new clothes and his shoes have been replaced with brand-new white sneakers.
"Wang Haohao, are you very handsome today?" After wearing a new suit, I feel like a different person. Although I am still chubby, I look much fresher than before and no longer so greasy.
"Ahem!" Shi Mingwei felt very unhappy when he heard her praising others for being handsome.
But even though he coughed a few times, Ling Xiaowei and Wang Haohao pretended not to hear them. Wang Haohao adjusted the glasses on his face and asked: "Xiaowei, look, what's different about me?"
"You've become more handsome!" Ling Xiaowei praised without hesitation.
Wang Haohao laughed happily when he was praised, "There are other things that are different, you can take a look again."
"Ahem... different hair! What are you looking at?" Shi Mingwei forcefully inserted himself between Ling Xiaowei and Wang Haohao, preventing Ling Xiaowei from looking at Wang Haohao again.
Ling Xiaowei chuckled, stretched her neck and took a look and said, "I see, you are wearing glasses."
"How's it going? I look so handsome with glasses," Wang Haohao said excitedly. He felt like he looked like a cultural person after wearing glasses.
"Yeah, handsome! I feel much smarter." Ling Xiaowei laughed and said.
"Handsome Mao, what's so fun about being short-sighted? If you wear glasses, you won't be able to do a lot of things." Shi Mingwei attacked.
Wang Haohao asked nervously: "Damn! I can't do anything, I just want to look cool."
"It's too much, you can study it yourself." Shi Mingwei was too lazy to talk to Wang Haohao, but leaned towards Ling Xiaowei and asked Ling Xiaowei in a low voice, "What do you think of me wearing glasses?"
"What? Stop joking." Ling Xiaowei glanced at Shi Mingwei speechlessly, wondering what kind of nerves he was getting.
"Why are you kidding me? Aren't you handsome with glasses?" Shi Mingwei said after catching up with Ling Xiaowei.
Sure enough, he was childish enough, but he just praised Wang Haohao and became jealous!
"Wang Haohao is handsome if he wears it, but if you wear it, you are ugly!" Ling Xiaowei said deliberately.
This made Shi Mingwei very angry. Why was he so ugly? He was so popular in school.
Wang Haohao was overjoyed to be recognized, not to mention overjoyed. He felt that his whole life had been sublimated. He had a very firm feeling that this time he would definitely be admitted to Yanghua Middle School in the town.
The three of them arrived at school, and a day of student life began again. The girls still gathered together to tie scarves during recess. Now everyone has become accustomed to wearing scarves in the classroom. Then there are boys who are also doing it, and they even ask girls for advice.
Ling Xiaowei was doing questions in her seat! Although the high school entrance examination is not as good as the college entrance examination, it is still very important. Ling Xiaowei wants to seize the time to study more.
At this time, Shi Mingwei returned to the classroom with two or three boys who were playing well. They were all sweating, and they looked like they had just returned from playing basketball. A few of them stood at the back of the classroom and discussed the game together.
We were chatting happily when three or four girls in the class walked towards the boys together in a group.
Each of these girls had a bottle of soda in their hands, as well as some balls of yarn.
They were giving water to boys, and by the way, they were asking the boy they liked what color yarn he liked.
A girl approached Shi Mingwei. She was the daughter of our English teacher. Her name was Anke. She was pretty, good at studying, and most importantly, she could dance. She was a versatile and beautiful woman, and her personality was as her name suggests, quiet.
Pleasant.
"Shi Mingwei, give you some water!" An Ke handed the water to Shi Mingwei.
Shi Mingwei was originally unwilling to accept it, but he glanced at Ling Xiaowei and suddenly remembered what she said about him being ugly that morning, so he took the soda from Anke's hand by some strange coincidence.
An Ke was so excited that she asked by the way: "Shi Mingwei, what color do you like?"
Shi Mingwei looked at Ling Xiaowei, why didn't this girl look back? Look, how popular he is!
But Ling Xiaowei never looked back and was writing the question seriously!
"Shi Mingwei, I see you often wear black clothes. Do you like black?" An Ke asked Shi Mingwei to find a topic to talk to.
Although Ling Xiaowei didn't look back, she was at the very back. How could she not know what happened behind her?
You Shi Mingwei, you actually took the water given by other girls and asked other girls to knit scarves for you!
Ling Xiaowei felt very unhappy. She suddenly patted the boy in front of her on the back. The person sitting in front of her was the physics class representative of our class. She happened to have a physics question she couldn't solve.
Zhang Lei, the physics class representative in front of him, felt someone patting him and quickly turned around. When his eyes came into contact with Ling Xiaowei's smiling face, his face turned red, and the pimples on his face became more conspicuous. He shyly pushed
He pushed up his glasses and stopped talking.
"I have a question that I would like to ask you." Ling Xiaowei smiled.
The other party's face turned even redder, and he turned around quickly, concentrating on the question in front of him.
As soon as Shi Mingwei looked at the situation, he hurriedly returned the water in his hand to Enke, crossed his long legs, sat back on his seat, knocked on the table, and said to Zhang Lei: "Go back to your seat, her question
I'll figure it out."
Zhang Lei was afraid of Shi Mingwei, so he hurriedly turned around and went back.
Ling Xiaowei smiled and lowered her head in secret joy.
Shi Mingwei glared at Ling Xiaowei angrily and whispered: "You did it on purpose, right? Huh?"
"Who said that? I really don't know how to solve this question." Ling Xiaowei pushed the notebook in front of Shi Mingwei.
Shi Mingwei glanced at it. How could she not answer such a simple question?
The little girl did it on purpose. Shi Mingwei took the notebook and quickly solved the questions for her, and then left a sentence: "I like blue ones."
Ling Xiaowei took back the notebook, glanced at it, smiled slightly, then closed the notebook and said silently to Shi Mingwei: "No way!"
Fortunately, she hasn't started knitting a scarf yet and will go back to change it into a blue one.