Back To My Youth

And it's not just Song Zhuoran, Guo Jingyu sometimes gets up early, and runs to Li Tongzhou's house to cook him small wontons. Li Tongzhou sees what color sweater he is wearing, and after taking a look, he also goes back to his room and changes to a similar one.

If the three of them had met each other at school, the two of them would be fine. Squad leader Song greeted with a smile, Li Tongzhou still had a straight face, and only Guo Jingyu was too embarrassed.

Guo Jingyu never thought that one day he would be so embarrassed that he didn't want to go to school because of his embarrassment.

What's going on here? Triplets!

On Tuesday, art students returned from field training.

The Disciplinary Office of the school has been very busy for a while. Among the art students who have been out for more than two months, many art students have let themselves free, those who have their hair dyed, those who have nail polish, those who have pierced ears... The teachers of the Disciplinary Office have a dark face. They were brought over one by one, regardless of men or women, they were given nail polish remover to make them clean their nails, there was no way for them to pierce their ears, and the flesh would not grow back, so they could only order them not to wear jewelry. Pressing to go to the school gate for 5 yuan a time, the small barber shop was remodeled and turned into a student head with special rules.

Guo Jingyu applied for the art class and went to the studio to report.

The school divided two classrooms for the art students to make studios. Guo Jingyu paid for the painting materials and received tools such as easels and drawing boards. As soon as he went out, he met Song Zhuoran.

Song Zhuoran was a little surprised, but for the first time he didn't take the initiative to speak, and only limped along.

Guo Jingyu was a little nervous. When he was studying in the Academy of Fine Arts, there were two foreign students chasing him. They were adults at the time. The other party seemed to be the kind of person who only played and didn't talk about feelings, so he just refused. Song Zhuoran, a good student, was suddenly so affectionate, and seemed to be reluctant to speak. Guo Jingyu was a little confused.

How many times have they met in total?

Why did you see him?

Guo Jingyu always felt that something was not right in his heart. He was chased by others, and it was definitely not the way he liked someone. If nothing else, he and Li Tongzhou were called true love, and they could find each other at first glance across the crowd. Just like installing a radar, you can't hide it.

Song Zhuoran is obviously not, but he is really looking at himself.

The other party followed him all the way, Guo Jingyu couldn't help but asked him, "Monitor Song, are you going to the studio too?"

Song Zhuoran said: "Well, go to the studio."

Guo Jingyu laughed, "Really, that's a coincidence."

After a while, Song Zhuoran suddenly said, "I'm quite familiar with your neighborhood. I used to live in the neighborhood opposite you."

"Oh, really?"

Guo Jingyu thought to himself that he had never seen Song Zhuoran once, nor had he ever met him on the bus.

"I've seen you waiting at the bus stop twice before," Song Zhuoran said with a smile, "Are you curious that you haven't seen me once? I'm used to going there early in the morning, taking an hour-long self-study class and leaving early. , and also read evening self-study at night."

Guo Jingyu said: "Amazing, now take the third year of high school and strictly demand yourself, and time will definitely reward you."

Song Zhuoran smiled, looked at him and said, "He said the same."

Guo Jingyu didn't feel good anymore. In fact, his suspicions never went away. Most of the topics he shared with Li Tongzhou came from life and their common experiences for so many years, but if he really wanted to talk about the topics that Li Tongzhou liked, he always He felt that the top student, Squad Leader Song, could talk more. He didn't know much about the competitions and the sciences that Li Tongzhou liked.

Guo Jingyu subconsciously compared himself to Song Zhuoran.

The more sour.

Song Zhuoran took him to see the classroom, walked around with him, and said, "This location by the window is good. You can bask in the sun and draw. It should be very comfortable."

Guo Jingyu deliberately contradicted him, supporting the easel in the corner at will, "It's okay, I'm afraid of getting sunburned."

Song Zhuoran was a little surprised when he heard such remarks for the first time, "But your skin is very fair...Are people with fair skin afraid of getting tanned?"

Guo Jingyu said, "That's it."

He's relying on this face now.

He is a scumbag compared to his grades, but he has never been afraid of anyone compared to his face!

Chapter 29 The little genius in the studio

Guo Jingyu had just placed his belongings in the studio when he heard a commotion outside the door, laughter from far to near, and soon a group of students pushed the door in.

There are mostly girls in the class, and the one who maintains discipline is also a female teacher. She looks in her twenties, with shawl hair and a pair of gold-rimmed glasses. She looks very gentle and speaks softly. . Seeing Guo Jingyu and the others in the classroom, the female teacher asked politely, "Are you new to the art class?"

"Teacher, this is a new classmate, I'm not." Song Zhuoran pointed at Guo Jingyu, introduced her, and then smiled: "I am from the student union, the director asked me to come over and ask about your studio. Enough is enough, our student union is just next door, we can help to free up a classroom, everything is mainly on your side, and try our best to meet the learning needs of the students."

The female teacher smiled and said, "Thank you so much. Two studios are enough. There are few people in our class. There are about forty students, and two studios are enough."

Song Zhuoran spoke very politely, and asked some other questions. Seeing that the classmates in the class were putting up easels, they also helped them together. He is still a little lame when walking, and his foot injury has not yet healed. After going around in front of Guo Jingyu twice, Guo Jingyu can't sit still a little - Squad Leader Song is swaying back and forth in front of him, he can't see the front at all, don't Speaking of talking to the teacher, Song Zhuoran simply blocked him tightly, unable to communicate with others.