Being His Little Fox

Song Nuan was just a semester.

Very busy. When I first started college, I was cheated by some clubs and reported a lot.

It doesn't work if you don't go up.

I am so busy that I feel dizzy, and I still have to experiment with my chosen major.

I also applied for some sketching classes, and there are quite a lot of homework in the sketching class.

This day happened to be painting.

There is a male model sitting on it.

Song Nuan carefully sketched the picture.

When the work was about to be completed, Song Nuan found that he had painted a loneliness.

This sketch is clearly Lu Yan.

She rubbed her temples, it was crazy. Why is that man all in his head?

It's a dog.

The teacher valued her very much, and strolled over to see her results.

Because I watched her stop painting, I just passed.

"How is the painting? Teacher take a look."

Hearing the teacher's voice, she quickly put away her painting.

"Uh..." Song Nuan pursed his lips: "This time I didn't perform very well, so I don't need to watch it. I will draw another one and show it to you later."

If the teacher saw this, she would definitely say that she was half-hearted.

The teacher knew that he was a good boy and student, so he believed what she said.

"Then show the teacher what the painting looks like."

Song Nuan waved his hand: "I really don't need it. I'll show it to you again after drawing it."

"There is no way to take this out, so the teacher just don't look at my jokes." She laughed half-heartedly and said jokingly.

The teacher was not unreasonable, and she had no choice but to let her go.

"All right, then can you give it to me tomorrow night?"

"Yes." Song Nuan said.

The dialogue between them was heard by the model.

After the painting class is over.

Everyone wanted to take a look at her work, because her work has always been used as a model by the teacher.

Song Nuan: "No, I told the teacher just now that the painting is not very good."

"I'll show it to you next time."

Sometimes doing good things is neither not doing it nor not.

In the first place, it's love to show it to others, but it's duty not to show it.

This time I refused, but someone murmured behind him.

"Isn't it that I got the teacher's respect, what's so great, I thought it was a big-time guy if I didn't know it."

"Isn't it that the three-legged cat kung fu is better than us?"

"What's so great about this, what's so good about it."

Song Nuan's index finger touched his forehead slightly.

"Then you don't need to ask me to see it. If you don't show it, you won't show it. If you have any complaints." Song Nuan: "If you have the ability, you can record Baili, let us all refer to your work."

After Song Nuan finished speaking, he packed up his easel and left with his back on his back.

"Look at it."

"I heard that it's a young lady, Miss Qian Jin, she's favored at home, this is incredible."

"It's because of the money in the family. I think that teacher just thinks that their family is rich and powerful to give her some face."

"Don't say that. The paintings others draw are really pretty."

"..."

"You don't need to be so arrogant to look good. What can you be proud of? There are so many big guys in this world who paint beautifully."

"..."

These words came into her ears unevenly, and he was not interested in listening to what was said later.

In fact, few people nowadays say bad things in front of their faces. If they want to say bad things, they also say behind their backs. After all, they all want face, and whoever goes out doesn't want to be a decent person.

No one wants to be called a woman with a long tongue.

Therefore, there are usually more discussions behind the scenes.

It just happened to be met by her.

Also served.

Song Nuan sighed, and took out her cell phone to find that Lu Yan had made a lot of calls to herself, and she was about to call back, and someone behind her asked for her name.

Looking back, it was the model just now.

"what's happenin?"

The model looked at the little girl and smiled shyly: "I have heard all the words in the studio just now. I think what they said is too much. Don't take it to your heart."

"Everyone does not perform well. It's normal if you don't show it to them."

"Also I didn't mean to listen to you and the teacher, but the distance was too close, I did hear it."

"I heard that you have to hand in a copy to the teacher tomorrow night. When I have time, I can continue to be a model for you."

The boy touched the back of his head, and said with some embarrassment: "You didn't perform well this time. Is it because of me? The first time I was a model, I always liked to move, and I couldn't help it."

Song Nuan blinked his eyes, smiled sweetly, and said politely, "It's okay, it's none of your business, it's that something in my heart has gone wrong today."

"I have written down all the scenes, and you don't need to be a model for me, so I don't have to trouble you."

"Is that so? I thought you needed it." The boy smiled and said, "It seems that you have a good memory, so do you have good grades?"

"Girls with good grades and good looks are always jealous. Those people are jealous of your beauty."

"That's why I said that to you."

The boy was obviously looking for something to say.

Because he knew in his heart that if he didn't speak, the little girl in front of him would leave.

Song Nuan nodded slightly: "Actually, there is no sadness or sadness in my heart. You don't need to come to comfort me specially. I still have things to go."

"Classmate. Can I add a WeChat account? I also like drawing. If I don't understand anything in the future, I can ask you." He was a little shy and a little bit vague.

Song Nuan chuckled. In fact, this is a very common way to strike up a conversation.

She doesn't have the time to establish a friendship with someone.

What's more, the boy didn't seem to want to establish a friendship with her, but to establish a relationship with her.

"No, if you have any questions, you can ask the teacher." Song Nuan said, "I'm really busy, and I might not be able to answer your questions after adding WeChat, so I'm really embarrassed."

When the boy heard her say this, a disappointed expression appeared on his face.

"It's okay. People say that your painting skills are good. If I ask you, you can reply to me when you are free."

"I'm not in a hurry when I just started learning, and I don't want to bother the teacher. I think the teacher will think I am stupid."

He really wants Song Nuan's WeChat.

Because this girl looks clean.

Speaking quietly and well-behaved, very likable, the quiet temperament on her body seems to be able to exaggerate everything.

Working as a model in the studio is 30 yuan for two hours.

It was quite boring before, but this time I came to this studio and saw her, and I felt a lot of peace in my heart.

So I really want to make friends with her.

Song Nuan smiled and said, "You don't want to trouble the teacher, why bother me? This is the first time we have met."

The words were gentle, and the little girl's face was also raised with a smiling face, so speaking of such unfeeling words, it did not make people feel that it was angular and thorny.

But it is true that there is a sense of alienation.

The little girl turned him down on the ground.

"Ok."

He is not the kind of stalker, he pays attention to fate.

Anyway, they are all in the same school, so I can still meet each other in the future.

If there is fate.

"Will you often come to this teacher's class in the future?"

Song Nuan: "Then let me arrange the time, I'm leaving."

"Goodbye." The boy looked at her from behind.

Until his back disappeared, he still hadn't taken his eyes back.

A boy next to him came over and patted him on the shoulder.

"Going to play, I just called you for a long time and didn't hear it. What are you doing? Which fairy sucked your soul away?"

The boy laughed: "I saw a very quiet girl in the studio just now. It's so pretty."

His friend also laughed, raised his eyebrows slightly, and said badly: "Like her? Want to chase? Do you need help from your buddies?"

The boy shook his head slightly.

"I just want to make a friend first. It doesn't mean that I like it the first time I meet. It doesn't seem right."

"Hey." The boy clapped the basketball inside and said casually: "What age are you from? Now you are all about fast love. There are a lot of people who have flash marriages. Love at first sight is also very easy."

"Go away, can you say something nice, am I that kind of person?"

...

Song Nuan has no class tonight, so he plans to read a book in the dormitory for a while.

When he first arrived in the bedroom, he was going to call Lu Yan back.

At this time, his call came again.

Song Nuan answered the phone and smiled and said, "Captain Lu, why are you calling me so many calls today?"

"Are the players in the team not enough for you to practice?"

The man smiled inside the screen, wearing a pair of black clothes, the whole person looked particularly calm and atmospheric.

Hearing what the little girl said, the smile on the corner of her mouth deepened.

The voice slowly said, "Don't you know what it means to make so many calls?"

Song Nuan held a lollipop in his mouth, and opened the book in his hand.

There are some casual inquiries: "What do you mean?"

These actions of the little girl were clearly seen by the man opposite.

"Think of what you mean to be impatient."

"I want you to answer the phone, I wonder what you are doing, and don't answer my call."

"I can make up a big drama right now. Is there any affair? Abandon me?"

Lu Yan looked at her: "Look, now my little girl ignores me, or is the book in her hand more fragrant than her boyfriend?"

Song Nuan held up and raised his eyes to look at him: "Do you remember what you said when you were in love?"

Lu Yan pursed her lips and looked at her with some doubts: "What?"

"You said you want me to focus on study, let me study hard and make progress every day." Song Nuan watched Lu Yan: "What about now?"

"You are messing up my heart, how can I study hard every day?"

Song Nuan rolled his eyes and began to complain: "I went to a sketch class today to draw other people's models as you."

"The teacher still wants to see my paintings. Fortunately, the teacher believes me, so that I will have to draw another one for the teacher tomorrow night." Song Nuan: "I have to work extra overtime."

"Annoying."

She mumbled.

Lu Yanle was happy.

"Miss me so?"

"Why didn't you call me? On the contrary, you didn't answer any of my calls."

Song Nuan sighed, "I mute it during class, how can I get it back?"

Why did he become more clingy while talking about love?

"I found that your recent behavior is very abnormal, very wrong." Song Nuan squinted.

She said, "I think you are going to see a psychiatrist. Why do you become so clingy?"

Lu Yan: "What do you think in your heart if I don't cling to others anymore, stop calling you, and stop taking the initiative?"

He analyzed: "Do you think this old man doesn't like you anymore? He doesn't even say hello or say hello on the phone."

"Is it possible that I still have to wait for me to go to him if I am not busy?"

"Just say, would you think so?"

"My current purpose is to send you a message regardless of whether you are free or not, and if you have time to reply to me. This is called a sense of existence." Lu Yan: "Lest you run away with Xiaoyou someday, Who am I crying to?"

Song Nuan supported his chin.

Thought for a while.

This is quite reasonable.

Proactive contact is to prove that the other party cares about you.

When I wake up, I see unread messages and missed calls, and I see people I like sending myself a lot of interesting things to share.

Will always fill my heart.

This is unintentional sweetness.

If one day suddenly did not receive these things, my heart would always be empty.

This is the security of a long-distance relationship.

"All right." Song Nuan laughed: "Aren't you on night shift tonight? What do you eat when you go home tonight?"

"I don't want to eat that much." Lu Yan said, "I have no appetite."

"Ok?"

Lu Yan pursed his lips and smiled, the expression on his face was very attractive, and his voice was low: "I think the leftovers are delicious now."

"What?" Song Nuan was puzzled: "Will you have dinner overnight?"

"No." Lu Yan shook his head, and said solemnly: "I think the leftovers are delicious."

"Suddenly the little girl next to me went far away, and there was nothing left for me to eat from time to time."

Song Nuan laughed, sweethearted: "Don't you always tell me it's shameful to waste food?"

"It's not a waste if you give it to me, I think it's delicious."

"You're just talking about being upright." Song Nuan smiled and picked up his other mobile phone: "I'll order you a takeaway."

"Ok."

"Should I eat in the team? Or go home to eat?"

Lu Yan: "Go home and eat, I'll go back soon."

"Some braised pork ribs for you."

"What do you eat by yourself?" Lu Yan asked.

"I just want to eat a bowl of fried noodles." Song Nuan said, "the fried noodles here are delicious."

"Then I want to eat miso noodles."

Have a thought.

I think they are eating together.

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