20demayo Chapter 256 The Heroine's Control Group 5
Chapter 256 The Heroine's Control Group 5
After lunch, Luo Chen went back to practice dancing. She wanted to practice well.
There is a school-level dance competition in October, with competitions between schools.
Luo Chen plans to embark on the path of dance art starting from this dance competition and completely give up this art that is suffocating her.
After school started, Luochen was in the third grade of junior high school, and Wei Mengning was transferred by Xu Wentao to Luochen No. 1 Middle School to study in the first grade of junior high school.
The two had never gone home together. Luo Chen went to the dance studio after school, while Wei Mengning went to Xu Wentao's studio to learn painting after school.
Xu Wentao was in high spirits right now and had no idea what his daughter was doing, and he didn't care at all.
He really had unearthed a treasure. Wei Mengning's talent was much better than he had imagined. In just one month, he was able to draw a painting that satisfied him.
As a result, the two of them often studied until very late, which also resulted in Wei Mengning often failing to complete his homework and being criticized by the teacher.
In the previous life, because of the original owner, they learned it very late.
But Wen Ya remembered that her daughter was in the third year of junior high school, so she always made sure Luo Chen and Wei Mengning finished their homework before going to learn painting.
Then they would be reminded to go to bed at 11 o'clock, so Wei Mengning's grades have always been in the upper middle level.
No one cared about her studies in this life, and Xu Wentao only cared about whether she had learned painting well. As a result, Wei Mengning was transferred from an average student to a poor student.
She was often criticized by teachers and bullied by classmates, and she vented her inner depression through painting, which made Xu Wentao admire her paintings even more and think she was talented.
But he didn't realize that Wei Mengning had some psychological problems.
He felt that this mentality could create better paintings, so he asked Wei Mengning to maintain this state.
Finally it was October and Luo Chen signed up for a dance competition.
The competition was held in the art building of the Art High School, which had a very large stage where both the preliminary and final rounds were held.
Originally the teacher didn't want her to participate. Why did she need to participate in these things when she was already in the third year of junior high school? However, Luo Chen ignored him and signed up on her own.
The preliminary round lasted for two days and she entered the finals, which also attracted reporters. After a day of competition, she won with a score 30 points higher than the second place.
Reporters came to take pictures and interview her, and even the principal of the music department of the Art High School invited her to attend the Art High School directly next year, without looking at her scores.
Luo Chen thought it was a good idea, so he said a few words to the principal and then went back to class.
After the competition in October, there will be a city-level competition in March next year. Luo Chen is preparing to participate and will continue to go to the dance studio to practice dancing every day.
Her teacher noticed that although she focused on dancing, her grades were always among the top five in the class.
Just shut up and said nothing. Since she had the ability to take on multiple roles, he would just go with her.
Luo Chen's skills improved day by day, and Wei Mengning's painting skills also improved day by day.
In this life, without Luo Chen to compare with her, she lost her sense of superiority, and her grades were a mess, and she was already the last in the class.
The pressure she faces every day is enormous, so her paintings tend to be more and more dark in style.
Xu Wentao seemed to realize that this student had some psychological problems, so he relaxed a little and let Wei Mengning go out and play.
But Wei Mengning didn't have much money, so he could only go out and wander around the park.
Wen Ya was on guard against her in this life, and apart from a fixed monthly pocket money of 500 yuan, he had nothing else.
The paints, brushes, clothes and daily necessities that Wei Mengning needed were all included in the five hundred yuan, so she didn't have much money.
In her previous life, whenever Wen Ya bought things for Luo Chen, she would always get a share.
Because that five hundred yuan was her own pocket money, and she had to buy everything by herself in this life.
Seeing that Luo Chen was never short of money and had whatever he wanted, she felt that the Xu family didn't treat her as a family member at all.
Teacher Xu just loved her talent. Apart from painting, she had never been good at anything else.
The master's wife only had Xu Luochen in her heart. She told her to treat this place as her home, but she never cared about her food, clothing, housing and transportation.
The more I thought about it, the more wronged I felt, and I started crying alone in the park.
I cried until the evening and found that my eyes were red and swollen. I didn't dare go home for fear of being noticed, so I had to stay at my own home for the night.
When they returned the next day, Wen Ya didn't care, but Xu Wentao scolded Wei Mengning and asked her why she didn't go home so late at night at such a young age.
Wei Mengning felt even more aggrieved. Wasn't it because she was afraid that the teacher would see her red eyes from crying that she didn't dare to go home?
She was afraid that if the teacher asked her about it, she would not be able to help but express her grievances, which would put the teacher in an awkward position.
But the teacher treated her like this and she couldn't help crying with red eyes.
Xu Wentao looked at Wei Mengning, feeling puzzled. She wouldn't cry just because of a few words.
Thinking that she didn't go home at night, he suddenly thought of something and asked, "Did Xu Luochen bully you?"
Wei Mengning lowered her head and cried without saying a word. Xu Wentao nodded to indicate that he understood.
Just as he was about to shout out Luo Chen to teach him a lesson, he saw Luo Chen open the door and walk out with sleepy eyes.
Feeling Xu Wentao's angry eyes glaring at her, Luo Chen looked over in confusion and saw this scene.
Xu Wentao had a furious look on his face, while Wei Mengning lowered her head and sobbed.
Luo Chen walked over and looked at Xu Wentao unhappily: "Dad, what are you doing so early in the morning? You scolded me and made me cry.
She's just a little girl who's been here for a few days and you treat her like this."
Xu Wentao looked at the woman in disbelief. What did he mean by scolding her to tears? "What nonsense are you talking about?"
"I didn't say anything nonsense, look at you, your eyes are bigger than a cow's.
And she was standing in front of me and crying. If it wasn't you who made her cry, could it be that I made her cry?"
Then he put his hand on Wei Mengning's shoulder and said, "Mengning, tell me, was it this old man who made you cry? Tell me and I will vent your anger for you.
Although we have been busy with our own things these past few months and haven't had time to talk to each other, you have been adopted by my family.
He is my family member, and he cannot be bullied for no reason. Tell me, did he bully you? "
"No, teacher, sister, it's not like that, I went back to my home yesterday, I just missed my parents.
So I went back and checked, and forgot to tell the teacher, I’m sorry.”
Xu Wentao: "Why didn't you tell us earlier? Remember to notify us later. We are worried about you too."
Wen Ya came out with breakfast in her hand: "Alright, eat quickly. Meng Ning, if you want to go home in the future, just tell us. We are not forbidding you to go home, so you don't have to go back secretly."
Wei Mengning wanted to explain something, but Wen Ya didn't give her a chance and turned into the kitchen.
She didn't want to pay any attention to Wei Mengning now, and didn't say a word when asked. If her daughter hadn't reacted quickly, she was afraid that her husband would misunderstand her and think she did it on purpose.