Teacher He likes Wu Mei very much, and asked her to come to the Children's Palace next week to learn painting, and said that she can be tutored alone, as if she is the top seed player, Wu Mei has not received such treatment in the two lifetimes combined, and she can't help but feel a little apprehensive in addition to surprise.

After paying the tuition, Wu Mei and Xiong Mumu said goodbye to Teacher He and left, Xiong Mumu saw that she looked like a master as soon as she came out, and couldn't help but say, "Why are you still unhappy?" Wouldn't it be you who regretted it again? ”

"Of course not, I don't know how happy I am, I'm just worried about ......" Wu Mei hurriedly denied.

"What are you worried about? Don't worry, you won't be in a hurry to repay the money you borrowed from me, it's just two dollars. Xiong Mumu said with a grin.

Wu Mei glanced at him, "I will be able to pay back the money next week, I am worried that I will not study well and live up to Teacher He's expectations, I have no confidence at all." ”

Xiong Mumu was happy, and said loudly: "Aren't you asking for trouble, learning to paint is fun, don't take it as a serious thing to do, learning well is God's appreciation, if you don't learn well, you should have fun, why do you care so much?" ”

Wu Mei looked at his disapproving expression, and inexplicably surged into a fire, and shouted angrily: "Of course I care, you scholars will never be able to understand the pain of our scumbags, for you to easily do the topic, but I can't do it even after racking my brains, they all say that success is 99% sweat and 1% talent, but no one knows, the most important thing is not sweat, but that damn talent!"

God treats you well and gives you a smart and perverted brain, even if you play it, you can succeed, but I'm different, I'm just an elm pimple, I can't learn anything well, even if I pay 200% of the sweat, I can't learn well, you don't understand my suffering at all, I can't fail anymore! ”

Thinking of the cold eyes of the former teachers and classmates, Wu Zhengsi's disappointment, and He Biyun's scolding, tears couldn't stop flowing, Wu Mei squatted down and buried his face in his lap, afraid that Xiong Mumu would see it, it would be too embarrassing.

Xiong Mumu was still a little cynical, but when he listened to it, he became serious, Wu Mei was right, God did treat him well, he never worried about learning, and even felt that those elm pimples were the product of the failure of the creator and would be eliminated by society.

But now after listening to Wu Mei's words, his thoughts have changed unconsciously, maybe Elm Pimple They don't want to be Elm Pimple themselves, right?

"Hey, don't cry, or others will think I'm bullying girls!" Xiong Mumu was a little helpless.

"Who cried? I'm sand lost. ”

Wu Mei wiped away her tears with her sleeves, stood up with red eyes, and turned her back to Xiong Mumu, very embarrassed.

Xiong Mumu smiled dumbly: "Yes, the sand doesn't have long eyes, you turn around, do you know that this is very rude?" ”

Wu Mei turned around awkwardly, lowered her head and still refused to look at Xiong Mumu, Xiong Mumu patted her head funny, "Feel embarrassed now?" Okay, don't worry, God is still quite good to you, and he has a lot of things for you. ”

"What did he give me? How I didn't see it! Wu Mei didn't think so, if God wants to be really good, why don't you change Wu Yue's brain to her?

Xiong Mumu smiled: "You look like you are still middle-looking, although you are a little worse than me, and your painting talent is not bad, otherwise Teacher He would not be so optimistic about you, her vision is very high, with these two, what else do you have to worry about?"