Chapter 690 692 [Passing Three Levels (Part 1)] (Addition for book friend W Hurt City)
"Qian Sanyi, what you said is too pessimistic." Jiang Tianhao thought for a while and said, "I think everyone has infinite possibilities. Lin Miaomiao is not without merit. She is enthusiastic, optimistic, and righteous. Moreover, she is versatile and has good grades in liberal arts. I think she will have a bright future."
"That's right." Deng Xiaoqi nodded, "Miaomiao can draw, write articles, broadcast, and has such a cute personality, why are you calling her worthless?"
"Thank you, Haozi! Thank you, Xiaoqi!" Lin Miaomiao said moved. She was about to be demoted into the mud by Xiang Nan, but fortunately she had two good friends who were willing to cheer for her.
"Yes, my strength is in liberal arts." She immediately looked at Xiang Nandao proudly, "I can write articles and draw very well, and the teacher also said that my broadcasting is very good."
"What you said can only be regarded as an interest. To ordinary people, it is considered a talent, but can you be a professional?" Xiang Nan curled his lips and said, "Is your painting up to the standard of the Academy of Fine Arts? Can your articles be published Can it be a magazine? Can you get special approval for university admission? Can your broadcasting help you get a job in a radio station or a TV station?"
"I can't do it, can you?" Lin Miaomiao said angrily.
"In this case, let's gamble again." Xiang Nan smiled, "If you win, I won't care about you from now on, you are willing to dawdle. I won, and you will listen to me from now on, every day Finish the homework I assigned, and if you can't finish it, hit your palm."
"What are you betting on?" Lin Miaomiao was taken aback for a moment, and then asked.
"Aren't your strengths writing articles, drawing pictures, and broadcasting? Let's compare these three. For articles, we write an article and send it to the magazine. Whoever can publish it will win."
Compared to painting, each of us draws a picture, which will be judged by the whole class to see who can draw better. It's even simpler than broadcasting. Broadcasting pays attention to clear words. Let's fight tongue twisters and see how each other speaks? If you win any of these three things, I will count you as the winner, how about it? "
Seeing him speak so boldly, the students couldn't help but feel excited.
"Bet!", "Bet!", "Bet!" They knocked on the table together.
Encouraged by this, Lin Miaomiao slapped the table excitedly, "Okay, I'll bet with you. But if I win, you have to obey my orders."
"OK." Xiang Nan nodded, "High-five as a vow."
Snapped! Snapped! Snapped!
The two immediately clapped their hands three times, officially confirming the bet.
"What's the fuss? The class bell is ringing. What are you doing here? Go back!" At this time, Zhao Rongbao walked into the classroom and said.
The students quickly sat back.
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"Miaomiao, do you really want to bet with Qian Sanyi?" Deng Xiaoqi asked with concern.
"Hmph, I don't believe it if I don't fight for steamed buns. I can't win any of them." Lin Miaomiao said angrily.
"It's hard to say, I think Qian Sanyi looks very confident." Deng Xiaoqi smiled and said, "He dares to bet with you, I think he must be sure."
"Oh, are you my boss or his boss?" Lin Miaomiao said speechlessly, "How can you build up other people's ambitions and destroy my prestige?"
"Of course I'm your boss." Deng Xiaoqi said quickly, "You are my best friend."
"It's not too bad." Lin Miaomiao nodded.
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After school on Friday afternoon, on Saturday and Sunday, for two consecutive days, Xiang Nan and Lin Miaomiao were preparing for the bet.
Back to school on Monday, the classmates surrounded the two of them.
"Qian Sanyi, Lin Miaomiao, have you all brought the paintings?"
They have been paying attention to this gamble.
"Of course!" Lin Miaomiao said confidently, and then took out a painting from her schoolbag.
Students gathered around curiously, and saw Lin Miaomiao unfolding slowly proudly.
"Wow! So beautiful."
"Miaomiao, please draw one for me."
"Miaomiao, your drawing is so beautiful~"
The students could not help but praise.
What she took out was a watercolor painting, and the painting on it was a rose, which was very similar.
Xiang Nan smiled, and took out his own painting, "Don't worry, wait until you finish reading mine."
As he spoke, he took out what he had drawn.
After slowly unfolding, the students were all stunned when they saw it.
Seeing that Xiang Nan painted an ink and wash landscape painting.
The mountains are stacked, the rocks are jagged, the trees are lush, the waterfalls are cascading, and the water is gurgling...Majestic and majestic, the atmosphere is myriad.
"I'll go!" Lin Miaomiao was a little dumbfounded when she saw it.
Compared with Xiang Nan's ink and wash landscape paintings, her rose is really far behind, it's just a beginner's level.
"Qian Sanyi, did you really draw this painting? Don't you ask someone to paint it?" She questioned.
"I knew you would doubt it. Look, I recorded the painting process, if you don't believe me, watch it for yourself." Xiang Nan curled his lips, took out his phone and said.
Sure enough, there was a two-minute fast-forward short video, recording the whole process of Xiang Nan's painting.
"Hmph!" Seeing this, Lin Miaomiao couldn't help pouting gloomily.
"Everyone, you can comment now. Do you like me or Lin Miaomiao?" Xiang Nan laughed.
"Of course it's yours." The students replied in unison.
"Qian Sanyi, your painting is too good, I think it is comparable to those great ancient painters."
"Yeah, this landscape painting is so good, my God, I don't even know how to describe it."
"Qian Sanyi, draw me one if you have the chance."
They all praised.
"Qian Sanyi, can you give me this painting?" Deng Xiaoqi asked.
"Take it." Xiang Nan said generously.
"Thank you." Deng Xiaoqi was overjoyed immediately.
"Hmph!" Lin Miaomiao couldn't help rolling her eyes when she saw that her good sister betrayed her again and chose Xiang Nan.
"Lin Miaomiao, let me tell you one more thing. I have already written the article and sent it to "Sprouting" magazine." Xiang Nan reminded again, "Has your article been written yet?"
"Don't worry about it." Lin Miaomiao said angrily.
"Sprout yay, wow!"
"Qian Sanyi is really confident."
"It would be great if I could log out."
The students were surprised.
"Sprout", "Reader", "Aphorism", "Yilin", "Youth Digest", etc., are all magazines they often buy. But they read a lot, but no one has written for them yet.
If Xiang Nan's manuscript is really published, it will be really amazing.
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Although Lin Miaomiao spoke tough, she was actually in a panic.
Her article has not been written yet.
"Xiaoqi, what do you think I should write?" She asked Deng Xiaoqi for advice.
"How do I know that my Chinese performance is not as good as yours." Deng Xiaoqi waved her hand and said, "In my opinion, Miao Miao, you should just admit defeat. Otherwise, it would be too shameful to lose all three battles."
"Wow, are you still my good sister when you say this?" Lin Miaomiao said depressedly.
"It's a good sister who persuades you." Deng Xiaoqi persuaded, "Don't forget, Qian Sanyi always writes in classical Chinese."
"Hmph, I don't believe it, he's really that powerful." Lin Miaomiao insisted.
(end of this chapter)