I Have a Secret

In general, Teacher Zhang and Teacher Liu take turns to the studio, and the two appear at the same time.

After all, they are university teachers themselves. The course is full of time and time. It is full of uncertainties. Aside from professionalism and rigor, these two questions are not answered. In terms of time, it is far less than the art teachers who only open the studio.

The high school students who came to this studio almost all rushed to the next year's exam questions, because the two teachers are said to be involved in the problem every year.

Can know the title before the exam, you can also see the teacher to do the fan painting, and then follow the painting one. This compares with other people who know nothing before the examination room, and has some advantages, at least not black eyes.

However, the polarization will be more serious, the painting will be better, and the poor painting will still be poor.

It is the so-called mud that can't help the wall.

In the morning, Mr. Liu came over. He still wore a long gown, cloth shoes, and which movie city was built on the streets of the Republic of China. He didn’t feel awkward, but he went into this messy studio and really didn’t take it.

There is a layer of pencil ash on the ground, and a garbage such as a peeled plastic bag is one west. There is a student whose bucket has turned over and there is a large piece of water.

Teacher Liu took the place and walked and asked, "Who was the day yesterday?"

No one responded.

Teacher Liu usually gives a very easy-going impression. In other words, it is good bullying. There is no majesty. He is not angry. He asks again. "I ask you, who was the day yesterday, no one knows?"

Xia Wei lifted his foot and raised it on the wooden board under the easel. The booties moved up and down. "Jiaojiao, is that you?"

Zhou Jiaojiao was the only one in the summer. She sang a gang of gangs and said with a slurred voice, "Teacher, I was not feeling well yesterday."

When she spoke, the buns in her mouth spurted out.

Hey, there are a few boys next to each other who can’t help but laugh.

Teacher Liu waved her hand and let her finish eating the food in her mouth. Don’t lie, "Who is today?"

Xia Wei said, "It is me."

Teacher Liu said, "Let's go outside and take the mop in, drag the water on the ground, and sweep the **** on the ground."

Xia Wei was stunned. "No, teacher, this is not yet in the evening. Isn't it all just after class?"

She grinned. "I am ready to start painting."

Zhou Jiaojiao snorted. "You didn't even take out the paper, draw on the board?"

Xia Wei said with only the volume she could hear, "Zhou Jiaojiao, you don't talk, no one treats you as dumb!"

Zhou Jiaojiao also used the same volume to return. "I want to tell you this sentence."

Xia Wei snorted, and turned to face Liu teacher laugh, she looks good, and today also painted a color lip gloss, this smile, really is the book people are more beautiful than flowers, "teacher, can I walk in the afternoon? Before cleaning?"

Teacher Liu shook his head, can't figure out what is the difference between cleaning and cleaning at night? He didn't care about it, "Go, follow you."

Xia Wei made a jeweled hand to the back of Mr. Liu. She proudly took out the red MP3, pulled out the headphone cord, and picked up "Don't want to grow up."

Zhou Jiaojiao smashed the last bun, "selling the hue."

Xia Wei smiled slightly and smiled very brightly. "You haven't figured it out yet."

She put on the earphones on one side of the ear. "Yes, Jiaojiao, is your nail polish bought for three dollars? It's too bad, you look at you, it will soon fall off, it's ugly, It's better not to paint."

Zhou Jiao's delicate hand trembled, whited the only eye in the summer, and moved his own easel to the yellow single.

"The dead summer only, she said that my nail polish is bought in three bottles of money. How could it be? It is obviously a bottle of money. She also said that I painted nail polish is ugly!"

Zhou Jiaojiao rubbed almost the same nail polish on her nails. "I have this hand to grow like this. What can I do? Then, the hand is fat, the finger is short. What is it, the hardworking and simple old man, you said right?"

"Xia Wei’s hand is thin and long. It’s the same as her face. It’s a natural hand, and it’s a hand that draws a pen. It’s a hand that draws, hey, the result is not a garbage.”

Seeing that there was no one in the side, Zhou Jiaojiao hit his elbow and hit him. "Hey, Shuran, have you heard me?"

Huang Dan just cut the pencil and broke it, "..."

Zhou Jiaojiao spit out his tongue and grabbed his pencil and knife. "I will cut it for you."

However, Zhou Jiaojiao's usual pencils are almost all her father's cuts. She cut the pencils of Huang Dan's pencil and broke the refills. This is a busy help.

Seeing that the pencil was getting shorter and shorter, I couldn’t hold it anymore, Huang Dan said, "Forget it, let me come."

Zhou Jiaojiao is embarrassed. He plans to take a yellow card from the pencil case of the toolbox and hear the voice of Xia Wei. "Shu Ran, give it to you."

Huang Dan took a look at the pencil in Xia Wei’s hand. It’s fine and looks very comfortable.

Xia Weihehe, "Yes, I have been a teacher, but the master has entered the door and practiced in the individual. I only learned a little bit of the master. The pencil he cut is really beautiful, like art."

Lin Mao came over. "I can testify with Shen Liang. The master of Xiao Wei is not only good at pencil cutting, but also good at painting. I don't need any guidance from the teacher."

Zhou Jiaojiao does not believe, "Really, is it better than Shen Liang's painting? Then why don't you come to the studio with you?"

Xia Wei put the pencil on the small stool on the yellow unilateral side. "Without the teacher's guidance, do you still need to waste time here?"

Zhou Jiaojiao said, "He is the same class with you? When did you learn the art? Junior high school? Or did you start from a young age? If even the teacher's guidance is not used, then at least five or six years of painting foundation."

Lin Mao said, "He is a repeat student."

"As far as I know, people are the art that comes into contact with us at the same time. This is the gap between talent and talent."

Zhou Jiaojiao rolled his eyes and smiled at me. "So great, all of them are talented. How can I repeat it? Even if I didn’t go to the Academy of Fine Arts, I couldn’t even take the undergraduate exam?"

Xia Wei squinted. "He didn't sign up for any single school."

Zhou Jiaojiao knows that there is such a self-confidence, and the people who hang the sky are there. "Is there still a trick?"

This summer, Xia Wei did not speak. Lin Mao said, "On the day of the unified examination, he saw a car accident on the road. He fainted on the spot and missed the exam."

Zhou Jiaojiao listened to jokes. "Which people are confused when they see a car accident? I used to encounter a cat being crushed into meat by the car. The internal organs are rotten. I don't even stand by to eat and drink."

Her unintentional look is like changing a cat to an adult, and there will be no problem.

Huang Dan, who has never spoken, raised his eyes. "Xia Wei, Lin Mao, the repeat student you said in your mouth is very afraid of the car?"

"Yeah, he is very afraid of the car, has come to a kind, how to say it, is the abnormal level, the kind of medicine that needs to be taken."

Lin Mao said, while organizing the language, thinking that the method described is more in place. "He is usually a sly person, very arrogant, very difficult to provoke, but as soon as he sees the car, he immediately becomes like a person. Anyway, it’s a bit scary."

Xia Wei seems to think of something, a few white faces, "Well, terrible."

"I have been with him twice in the car. I haven't got into the car yet. He will be very nervous. When the car starts, it will stop. He keeps his eyes closed all the time, his body keeps shaking, his face is cold and sweaty. It’s the same as a ghost, really, I’m not exaggerating.”

Lin Mao spurted the star, "More ridiculous is that sometimes he used to talk to us, and when he heard the engine sound of the car, it would be wrong."

Zhou Jiaojiao turned his eyes and said, "He had a car accident before, leaving a psychological shadow, or his family had a problem. This situation is absolutely psychological."

Xia Wei rubbed his hand and said softly, "I asked my master, he said no."

Zhou Jiaojiao said that it is impossible. "Your master is definitely not telling you the truth. If it is not him, it is his very important and important person."

I found Xia Wei looking over, she shrugged. "It’s all played on TV. If you see your lover dying in a car accident, you will leave a deep shadow. You can’t overcome it. You are afraid to ride. The car, even afraid of hearing the sound of the car, is very miserable."

Xia Wei said, "Don't tease, my master didn't even have a first love."

Zhou Jiaojiao said, "Xia Wei, you are teasing, you are not his, why are you telling you?"

Xia Wei wants to say that she secretly investigated, the wrong master, the master is not a first love, and did not like the girl, but she did not say it, I feel that there is no need to tell this with Zhou Jiaojiao.

"He was the best in the studio last year. There are a lot of his paintings on the wall. The teacher thinks that he is a pity. He also said that if he had time, he would paint a painting for everyone."

Lin Mao turned and shouted, "You say yes, Shen Liang."

Shen Liang is facing them, facing the drawing board, taking the pencil in the line of the beer bottle, "Well."

Zhou Jiaojiao worshipped Shen Liang in his heart and felt that the paintings were very good. She saw Shen Liang admit it. This is what I believe Lin Mao and Xia Wei said.

"There is really such a kind of person, so pitiful, if there is such a problem, this year is already in the Academy of Fine Arts."

Xia Wei pushed the black-rimmed glasses without lenses up. "You can't pity, you can't turn your sympathy. You still improve your painting skills, lest you be approved by the teacher, your father's face. I don't know where to put it."

Zhou Jiaojiao glared at the figure of Xia Wei. "Shu Ran, Lin Mao, do you listen, is it a human speech in the death of Xia Wei?"

"She is talking about people, you are not."

Lin Maozhen, Zhou Jiaojiao glanced, "Why do you add a dead word in front of Xiao Wei’s name? You are not so familiar. Moreover, this is not a flirtatious relationship between couples. It sounds strange. weird."

Zhou Jiaojiao wrinkles her nose. She has an apple face. Although it is not as beautiful as Xia Wei, it looks very cute. When she is not happy, she will not cause resentment. "You are a county, also a school. , definitely stand on her side."

"Shu Ran, we have a trick."

Yellow single silk does not move, I don't know what I am thinking.

Zhou Jiaojiao is speechless. "Lin Mao, Shu Ran is not right since yesterday. I don't know what is going on."

Lin Mao touched his chin. "He is leaps and bounds, using his brain too much, and he needs to vacate anytime and anywhere. You can't understand people who don't have to live with their brains."

Zhou Jiaojiao, "..."

Lin Mao suddenly snorted. "Fuck, I almost forgot about the business. I quickly asked Shen Liang to go to the teacher and talk about the changes in some of our paintings. I can't let the **** succeed."

He pulled Shen Liang and went outside. "Go and go, let me talk."

Shen Liang broke away. "Why don't you say it yourself?"

Lin Mao’s eyes are always small. When he laughs, there is only one gap left, giving a feeling of being like a bad thought and a small abacus. “Where can I compare with you?”

"Shen classmate, I painted so badly, looking for a teacher to talk, certainly no play, you are different, the total score of each test is the first, sketch gouache sketching is also the first, the teacher is very important to you, there is a Whatever you say, the teacher will be attentive."

When Shen Liang heard this, his lips were raised, "Let's wait."

The studio is next to the studio, and has three things in common with the studio. One is small space, the other is environmental chaos, and the third is poor sanitation. There are plasters, paintings, and a lot of paintings on the table.

Teacher Liu sat on the carved wooden chair and listened to Kunqu. He held a cup of tea in his hand. When he saw Shen Liang coming in, he asked what was going on.

Shen Liang told him about the change of the painting.

Teacher Liu is not strange. He also had a student age. "Are you sure the door is locked?"

Shen Liang said that he was not guilty of this time. "Zhang Shuran was the first to come to the studio this morning. When I came over, he waited at the door and the lock was hung on the door."

Teacher Liu put the celadon teacup on the table. "Does this teacher know?"

Shen Liang said that he did not know.

Teacher Liu asked, "Why didn't you tell Teacher Zhang yesterday?"

Shen Liang licked her lips. "We...we thought that this kind of thing would not be the next time. I didn't mention it to Teacher Zhang. After all, it was a person in the studio. It was not good or too bad. I didn't expect that person to actually Still dare to do this."

Teacher Liu looked at the students in front of him. "So, what do you think is the people in the studio?"

Shen Liang grabbed the back neck. "I thought it was a college student at first, but I think if the other person is bored, deliberately whole, we should not use the same method for the second time."

Teacher Liu did not ask any more. He called everyone in the yard.

Let’s talk about these two days briefly. Teacher Liu is carrying a hand. “Since you have chosen this studio, you must learn to paint. I don’t care if the people in it are jealous or because of what, it’s not right. I hope that everyone will supervise each other in the future, and don’t let anyone add any trouble before the exam."

His voice sank and his face was raised. "If there is another time, I will severely punish!"

When the big guy returned to the studio, he began to whisper, guessing who made the trick, and those who suffered from it were definitely excluded. Who is the most suspected in the rest?

To say that, the painting that destroys Shen Liang can still be understood, and the other few... are completely unnecessary.

No, the one that has been oversized in these two days is worthy of being envied. As for Xia Wei, where is the painting, it is to come to the show, Zhou Jiaojiao and Lin Mao are also difficult to say, anyway, it will not be tested next year.

Huang didn't say anything in the morning. He got a pencil ash on his hand and went to his nose. He didn't know it.

When Lin Mao saw it, he laughed and said that Shuran, how did you become stupid?

Like everyone else, Huang Dan writes the initials and the date of the day in the corner of the drawing. "What?"

Lin Maozhen painted his paintings. "Sure enough, God is fair. You paint is awesome, but people are becoming dull."

Huang Dan, "..."

Lin Mao said, "Go back and teach me, let me follow and comprehend."

Huang Shan said, "Yes."

Lin Mao saw him stand up, pushed the stool inside and then turned and left. For a long time, he couldn’t believe it. "Shu Zhang Shuran, I just talked about it, you really agreed, so loyal..."

Shen Liang slowly said, "Do you think others are as selfish as you are?"

Lin Mao shot his shoulder. "Who is it? Who is selfish?"

Shen Liang put the watch on his hand. "Whoever heard it, whoever said it."

Lin Mao gritted his teeth. "Those girls still say that you are a gentleman like jade, hey, you are a hypocrite who has a heart and a heart, and a human heart!"

Shen Liang coldly looked down. "I walked Lin Mao. It’s not that your goddess chased me before. Did you give me a self-respect for what I refused? Is it necessary to remember now?"

Lin Mao erected the **** against Shen Liang.

When he turned his head and found that Zhou Jiaojiao was watching Zhang Shuran's painting while changing his own, he took a face. "Jiaojiao, are you as far as?"

"Do you think I think? It's all forced."

Zhou Jiaojiao wiped out all the hard lines cut out, and repainted according to Zhang Shuran. With such a change, she felt that the boundary between the light and dark lines and the reflection was much better. It was still easier to copy, and it was too difficult to draw.

"My dad said that the exam at the end of this month cannot enter the top twenty, so I will not give me pocket money."

Lin Maozhen, "Uncle is really lucky, and you can save a sum of money by the end of the year."

Zhou Jiaojiao blows off the rubber scraps on the paper and says impatiently, "Go and go, don't bother me to paint."

Shen Liang stretched his neck and saw, "You can't even draw the lines and change the lines."

Zhou Jiaojiao’s attitude is quite different from that of Lin Mao. He laughs like a red apple. “That taught me.”

Shen Liang put his hand in his pocket. "No teaching, only practice."

Lin Mao looked at Zhou Jiaojiao and he was happy. He rushed Shen Liang and said, "You help me change."

Shen Liang turned back to the easel, took the picture on the drawing board, placed it on the long table in the corner, and put it together with his other paintings. "Can't change."

Lin Mao screamed, "What is the spirit, he came in the afternoon, I let him change it for me."

Shen Liang arranged the movements of the painting. "Don't he not come to the studio?"

Lin Mao is taller than Shen Liang, and easily put his elbows on his shoulders. He said jokingly, "Why, I am afraid that he will grab your limelight, Shen Liang, I really don’t mean you, so I can’t see others in school. Even if you are a good devil, everyone here worships you, but you must hide your jealousy, or you will be embarrassed."

Shen Liang slammed his elbows away without a word.

The force was very big, and Lin Mao was too late to prevent it. When he stepped back, he stepped into the bucket. He screamed wildly. "Fucking, this is what Bonzi bought for less than a week."

In the pool, Huang Dan washes his hands with soap, and washes the pencil ash on his nose. He sees Xia Wei not far away, and is wearing a paper towel with water to wipe the booties.

The boots were beige, and there was a piece of black in front. It was the gray of the pencil, and it was difficult to wipe it clean.

The water in the hands of Huang Shanyu, from his point of view, saw Xia Wei’s side face. I don’t know if it was the reason for the white dress on her body, or what makeup she painted, always felt her face. Very white.

Xia Wei noticed Huang Dan’s gaze and twisted his neck and asked, “What are you looking at?”

Huang Dan did not get caught in the embarrassment, he stepped forward, "the pencil ash is not easy to rub, go back and use the washing powder bubble."

Xia Wei said that he was so annoying that he hated painting.

Huang Shan searched the memory of the original master and found no relevant information. He asked in a casual tone, "Why do you want to learn to paint?"

Xia Wei got rid of the shredded paper on his boots and stood up and said, "I don't want to take classes in class."

Huang Dan stunned, he thought that Xia Wei would say that he was forced by his family. He hoped that she would take an undergraduate course, or her own cultural class, and had to take another road of art to fight for it. I did not expect this answer.

Art students spend less time in culture classes than Prudential.

Huang Dan’s eyes were awkward, and he found that Xiu Wei’s face was whiter at such a close distance, and his face was filled with vitality and a confident smile.

Xia Wei smiled and bent his eyes. "Review?"

She snorted and her fingers touched the big earrings on her ears. "I know that I look good, but you keep staring, I will be embarrassed."

Huang Dan’s eyes are slightly stunned, “You...”

Xia Wei smiled unchanged, thinking that there would be a confession, she thought about how to refuse, and sent a good person card to do it myself, "Hmm?"

Huang Shan said, "You have a bug on your neck."

Xia Wei screamed, "What?"

Huang single pointed at her neck. "Bug, the match head is small, sucking blood on your neck, don't you feel pain?"

Xia Wei knows what to do, she panicked to grab the neck, screaming in her mouth.

The bug didn't know where to go. There were several scratches on Xia Wei's neck. They all had blood. She grabbed it herself, and the skin was still in her nails.

Huang Dan did not have a mobile phone, Xia Weiyou, he borrowed the Internet and searched and handed it over. "If I am not mistaken, it is this grasshopper."

Xia Wei knew what the worm was, but she was not so scared. She buckled her nails and went to the pool to wash it. "Disgusting death."

Huang Dan asked, "Would you like to go to the hospital to see?"

Xia Wei said nothing, she screamed, "It’s disgusting, Shuran, can you help me with the bag hanging behind the drawing board?"

Huang Shan went to get her.

Xia Wei quickly cut off her nails, and she let out a sigh of relief, thanked Huang Dan, and then responded to other people who heard the news.

Xia Wei’s smile is very beautiful at this moment. Standing in the crowd is a star that attracts the attention of others. It seems that she was not yelling at her.

Huang Dan took back the line of sight and temporarily kept the messy information.

He remembered the person that Xia Wei and Lin Mao said, the nerve endings shook slightly, I don’t know if it was...

Lin Mao felt that the reason why Bonwe was suffering was that he was so bad. He didn’t play in the other house at noon, and he was in a fire.

Huang Dan is going to take a nap, Lin Mao is going to take him out to play.

The campus of the University of Agriculture is very large. There are only a few people on the basketball court who are passing the ball and sweating. Huang Dan is pulled in by Lin Mao and accompanied by watching the ball.

Lin Mao looked at itchy feet and itchy feet. "There is a small supermarket over there, I am going to buy basketball, do you want a game?"

Huang single shook his head, "Don't come."

When I used to go to school, he used to read books in his spare time. He didn't like to make himself a stinky sweat.

Lin Mao snorted, "Zhang Shuran, you want to let me pigeons? A few days ago, I said that it is not you who want to compete with me?"

Huang Danxin said, not me.

Lin Mao waved his hand. "If you forget it, Chen said that he will stay here for two days. I will play with him."

Huang Shan knows that Lin Mao said that he is very reluctant to paint, very afraid of the car. "Is he born in Chen?"

Lin Mao said, "It’s not Chen, it’s Erdong Chen, time is up."

Huang Dan screamed, "know it."

Lin Mao saw a boy jumped up in the ball frame and dunked with one hand. He excitedly stood up and jumped a few times, shouting in his mouth.

Huang Dan didn't mind watching the ball. "What is he doing here?"

"Going relatives."

Lin Mao sat back on the steps and gasped and said, "Rely, if Laozi is better, the bounce is also very general. Hey, unlike Chen Shi’s kid, he jumps up and throws the ball, and Laozi can’t cover it. ""

Huang Dan also wants to ask more questions, Lin Mao people have rushed to the playground.

In the afternoon, Lin Mao did not talk to Shen Liang. He had a special vengeance and a small heart. He did not seem to feel that he had any mistakes in the morning.

Huang Shan was not in the studio at the time. It was not clear what happened between Lin Mao and Shen Liang. He asked Zhou Jiaojiao. The other party only said that it was because of a goddess, and the brothers turned against the eyes. It was a big drama.

There are several sets of still lifes in the studio. Most of the fruits placed on them are fake. A few are true. From fresh to dry, thrown away and replaced with fresh ones, sometimes they are stolen.

Lin Mao stole a small orange and found a fake instead. He quickly destroyed the corpse and pulled his drawing board to the yellow one. "Sure, how?"

Huang Dan took a brush in the bucket and took a look at it. "The color is dirty and there is no inherent color."

Lin Mao grabbed her hair. "Rely, you can help me change."

Huang Shan said, "The paint is a bit difficult to cover. I will try it when your paintings are dry."

Huang Dan only changed the string of grapes to Lin Mao. He jumped in his painting, and everyone with a clear eye could see the famous one.

Lin Mao’s eyes slammed, and the small abacus knocked up. “If you change one, you might as well not change it. The teacher will come over later, I know I am not painting.”

Zhou Jiaojiao probe, "Don't worry, the teacher will not look at it, afraid of blinking."

Lin Mao, "..."

Zhou Jiaojiao let Huang Dan see the painting, "Shu Ran, look at my afternoon painting, isn't it?"

Huang Shan said, "There should be some violets in the reflection of the dark part."

Zhou Jiaojiao's understanding is not bad. When she says it, she can understand it. When she understands it, she can master it. She hooked up the violet to move a few strokes in the reflection, "Get it."

Throwing the pen and the palette into the bucket, Zhou Jiaojiao spoiled her dad. "Dad, my stomach is hungry. Go and buy some food for me."

Zhou’s father said with a sigh of relief, “I know to eat all day long.”

Having said that, he did not delay to leave the studio and buy food for his daughter.

Xia Wei sighed, in the use of pure white paint highlights, ordered a large piece, "Jiao Jiao, I really envy you, my dad can ignore my life and death."

Zhou Jiaojiao's action on the ponytail stopped. "Envy me? What a joke, my dad made me a crime every day||The person stared, can't go here, can't go there, you didn't see it?"

Xia Wei began to hook a white in the reflection of every thing, and it was impossible to flash. "I don't know how to be blessed in the blessing."

Zhou Jiaojiao said, "I really don't know who is in the blessings."

"Look at it yourself. There are a few horses in the studio that can be used by Marley. The white paint buys more than a dozen bottles at a time. It doesn't matter who used it, and your famous brand, basically no heavy clothes, Xia Wei, Don't think I don't know what you think."

Xia Wei smiled, "Jiaojiao, this time I finally admit that you are jealous of me."

Zhou Jiaojiao's face was red, and she said with anger. "Nervous disease, too lazy to care for you!"

Surprisingly, Huang Dan was next to him. He came over yesterday. So far, I have seen these two girls appear similarly on many occasions. From time to time, they are ridiculous, but no one really turned over.

Lin Mao and Shen Liang are also, there is no real movement.

Between these few people, it seems that in addition to the relationship between painting in the studio, there is still a connection, so that they will not be completely ruined anyway.

After a while, Xia Wei’s cell phone rang. She took the phone and went to the bag with one hand. “Is it at the station? I will pick you up. Nothing is ok, I have finished painting. Really, what do they do? Ah? Can I go alone?..."

Lin Mao came back from the toilet and rubbed his shoulders with Xia Wei. When he heard her words, he ran in and shouted Shen Liang. "Walk away, go to the station to pick up Chen!"

Shen Liang was holding a knife to scrape the paint that had been dried in the paint box. He said, "Do you take him as an ancestor? Going to you, I will not go."

Lin Mao took his knife down. "What awkward things, and I have to go down to the restaurant at night."

Shen Liang was walked outside by Lin Mao with his shoulders. "I have no money on me."

Lin Mao said, "When the time is flat, your share of me is out, it means enough. If you are a brother, don't force it anymore."

The sound of the yellow single sounded behind, "Lin Mao, your bag didn't take it."

Lin Mao heard the words and immediately ran back to get the canvas bag. He was the one who said that the brain was hot. "Shu Ran, are you going?"

Huang Shanzheng wants to speak, Zhou Jiaojiao rushed in front of him and said, "That is your school, Shuran does not know, he will not go to join the fun, if you are not good, take a hot face and paste cold ass, is it Shu Of course."

Lin Mao said, "That line, I will first..."

Huang Dan interrupted Lin Mao. "My gouache is finished, and there is nothing else."

Zhou Jiaojiao watched the two of them go out together and couldn't help but say to her dad, "The repeat student must be very proud, why are you going to go, isn't it a pleasure for yourself?"

Zhou said, "It’s not a bad thing to make friends."

Zhou Jiaojiao did not agree with the grin, changed the painting paper and began to paint practice.

There is a long way from the Agricultural University to the station. Shen Liang proposed to take the bus. Xia Wei refused to say that the person had already arrived at the station. He did not know when to take the bus.

"Don't talk nonsense, I pay for the car."

Xia Wei said this when he went out. He also thought that it was unnecessary to take a taxi, and he was bored. Lin Mao and Shen Liang, who were not comfortable with the bus, closed their mouths.

Huang Dan was rushing to get together, he did not participate in that discussion.

At the school gate, a taxi was stopped at the roadside. Xia Wei sat in front and the yellow single went to the back seat.

"Big sister, go to the station."

Xia Wei called and said, "We have already set off, and we will be there soon. No, I will pick you up. So, you can't run away."

The back seat is very quiet.

Huang Dan and Shen Liang are sitting by the door. Lin Mao sits in the middle of them. When the car bumps, the head may hit the roof. He is a hedgehog, and he will finish his hair after a while.

In the car, only Xia Wei’s anxious voice, “How come?”

Driving a middle-aged woman, she joked, "Classmate, I am a four-wheeled car, no wings, can't fly in the sky."

Xia Wei’s face is red, “Online says it’s just over twenty minutes.”

The middle-aged woman smiled and said, "The National Day is not over yet. If there is more cars, it will be easy to jam."

Xia Wei has nothing to say.

The middle-aged woman looked at the road. "Students, is this going to the station to pick up a boyfriend?"

Xia Wei said no, there is no other to say.

When she arrived at the place, Xia Weichong was at the forefront. She ran up, her long hair behind her shoulders fluttering, and the two long legs in black stockings were very eye-catching.

Lin Maozhen, "She thought, but Chen Shi was not interested in her."

Huang Dan did not hear clearly, "What do you say?"

Lin Mao put his hand behind his head. "The flowers are intentional and the water is ruthless. It is said this, Shen Liang?"

Shen Liang stretched his face from the car. He walked in the end and his footsteps were very slow. "Well, that's what I said, meaning you know better than me."

Lin Mao snorted.

The yellow singles waited at the door. After a short time, they saw Xia Wei coming out from the inside and there was another boy around.

The boy is tall, with wide shoulders and long legs, wearing a simple white shirt and jeans. He has a pair of basketball shoes on his feet. He has a single-handed pocket, and he bows his head and talks with Xia Wei. The broken hair in front of the forehead is covered and the eyebrows are covered. Meek.

But at the moment when the boy looked up, the suffocating and sharp shots came out, and the meekness was just an illusion.

Probably sitting on a train, the boys' faces were pale.

Huang Dan was originally on the same steps as Lin Mao and Shen Liang. When he saw the coming person, he stood up and stared at it, using a kind of inquiry.

Lin Mao ran across the yellow single and talked with Chen Shi, "My roommate is here too."

When Huang Shan heard Lin Mao calling his name, he stepped closer and stood in front of the boy. When he looked up, his eyes could only fall on the other's throat and had to look up.

The voice of the boy whispered at the top of his head. "Sure, yes, hello."

Huang Dan looked at the hand that stretched over. He reached for the hand and touched the rough touch. He forgot to release it.

Lin Mao and Xia Wei are not known next to each other.

In the end, Shen Liang slowly came over. Chen took back his hand and put it in his pocket again, which broke the weird atmosphere.

The group found a restaurant and had a meal.

The boys have a large amount of food, four people eat a lot, Xia Wei eats the least, and the money is secretly paid by her.

Chen Shi’s eyebrows, “Xia Wei, didn’t you say that I paid?”

Xia Wei smiled, "no money."

Lin Mao’s dog’s smirk, “Xia beauty, accept me as a younger brother, I promise to be your head.”

Xia Wei said, "You must open your eyes first."

Lin Mao gave her a blank eye.

When Chen was on the side, he found the teenager looking at himself. He rubbed the cup of the glass. "From the station, you look at me like this. Why, have we seen it?"

Huang Shan said, "No."

He recalled the scene of leaving the station. There were a lot of cars parked outside. The boys showed obvious changes. The other hand he placed was put in his pocket, which was the shape of a fist.

After getting into the car, the situation of the boys is even worse than that described by Lin Mao.

Huang Dan is sitting next to the boy and doesn't dare to talk to him because he is on the verge of collapse and will go crazy at any time.

After eating the mouth dish, Huang Dan went to see it again. At this moment, the boy was like a strange person, and the corner of his mouth was lazy and he was judged by the car.

I found that the eyes of the teenager were very complicated. When Chen was a cigarette, the familiar cockroach took a sip on his mouth. "Lin Mao, your roommate is very cute."

Huang Dan noticed the boy's small habits. He would hold a cigarette case, turn two turns on the table, and then buckle the lighter.

Lin Mao thought that the roommate would be upset. After all, no man likes others to describe himself with cuteness, but he seems to be mistaken. "Shu Ran, are you not angry?"

Huang Shan said, "Not angry."

Lin Mao’s chin is falling off the table. "Looking, you are really... even I want to bully you."

Huang Shan said, "You can't bully me."

Lin Mao listened to his serious tone and didn't close his mouth for a long time.

Xia Wei inserted a sentence, "Lin Mao, what are you doing with bullying? How good is he."

She changed the white dress at noon, wearing a red plaid shirt, a collar and a loose hair to cover the scratches on the neck, but the face was still very white.

At this time, since Chen appeared, there was very little Shen Liang who put a fart.

The food on the dinner table was not withdrawn. Two of them had just been on for a while, and they were braving the heat. The fart was too out of date.

Xia Wei pinches his nose. "Who?"

Lin Mao also jumped up, "Shen Liang, is it you put it?? Rely, it is your kid!"

Shen Liang no change color, "a fart only, nothing to dare to admit, but the fart is not what I put."

In addition to Chen Shi, Xia Wei and Lin Mao both turned their attention to the yellow single sitting with Shen Liang.

Shen Liang also looked at it, holding his breath.

Huang Shan said, "There will be."

When he finished, he stood up from the chair and walked not far.

The next moment, the voice of Yan was sent out from Shen Liang's position. This time there was no yellow single. It was his own, and it was impossible to pull a personal back.

Under the gaze of Xia Wei and Lin Mao, Shen Liang ironed his stomach and went to the bathroom with a blue face.

Lin Mao curiously asked, "Shu Ran, how do you know that Shen Liang will put one?"

Xia Wei is also curious and feels incredible.

Huang Dan said that he was guessing. He didn't have enough confidence. "He ate his stomach. When I was in the toilet, I heard him put a few in the cubicle."

Xia Wei and Lin Mao, "..."

Chen Xiaoxiao, who was opposite, said, "It's really cute."

After dinner, Lin Mao proposed to go online.

Chen Shi leaned against the back of the chair. "Go to tomorrow night. I am tired of getting in the car today. It doesn't work."

Xia Wei said, "Let's go to our studio, just sketch at night."

Chen Shi smashed the ash into the glass. "Okay."

The yellow light of the yellow single is not easily detected and recovered from the face of Shen Liang.

In the evening, it is a model of Xia Wei.

Teacher Liu also took a picture board painting, and everyone else sat around him, making it easy to see both eyes.

Lin Mao let Chen Shi change his shape, Chen did not agree, "You painted Xia Wei as a man, I can't change it."

"Where is it like a man, I don't have any of her big earrings drawn?"

What Lin Mao discovered, he took the eraser to wipe the face of Xia Wei, and then he realized that he painted the face of the other person's face into a national character face.

Chen Shi stunned the young boy next to Lin Mao. He moved and tried to change two strokes, but he resisted it. He just pointed his finger at it. "Xiao Wei’s eyes are hooked inside."

Lin Maozhen||昧笑, "The observation is so careful."

Chen Shi raised an eyebrow. "She doesn't know how many times she is a model."

Xia Weichang is beautiful and confident in her appearance. She has the most number of models, whether it is this studio or at school.

Huang Shan noticed that Xia Wei’s line of sight swept over here, not falling on him and Lin Mao, but locked Chen Shi, who had clear worship in his sight.

Seeing the juvenile holding a pencil, he did not move. Chen then lifted one leg forward and touched his back. "In a daze?"

Huang Shan said, "No."

He listened to the footsteps, the boys had already left, and moved to a chair behind his legs and sat down to smoke.

Three hours later, each person's paintings were placed on the ground, put together, who painted well, who painted poorly, and saw it at a glance.

Teacher Liu made a comment one by one. When he arrived at Zhou Jiaojiao, he smiled and shook his head. "If you are not there, I thought that your painting was stepped on."

In the laughter of everyone, Zhou Jiaojiao’s face was burning red. “It’s dirty.”

Teacher Liu said, "But it looks like a little Xia Wei."

Zhou Jiaojiao is proud of it.

Everyone knows that Zhou Jiaojiao's usual shape is very inaccurate. No matter which model she is, she draws almost the same. This is an exception.

Xia Wei looked at the painting and looked at Zhou Jiaojiao. He also felt incredulous. "Jiaojiao, are you staring at my face every day, so you didn't paint me like this?"

Zhou Jiaojiao's pencil on the handle is smeared on the trousers. Anyway, I don't have to wash it myself. "Some people, narcissism is gone."

Xia Wei lazy to care about her.

Everyone is painting the same model, and the faces they draw are all kinds of. The image that can be painted is already good. The most fear is that the person who looks at it is a person’s face. I don’t know who it is.

When Mr. Liu gave Zhou Jiaojia a picture, Lin Mao still laughed a lot. When Teacher Liu said that he painted something like himself, he could not laugh.

Zhou Jiaojiao said, "You and Xia Wei are the same classmates, it is Shuran."

Huang single is absent-minded, "Well?"

Zhou Jiaojiao snorted, "When I didn't say it."

Shen Liang's painting method is a way with Mr. Liu. In many places, the traces worn by the fingertips or toilet paper can be seen. The lines are very delicate and soft.

Teacher Liu’s evaluation is quite high. “The chin is a little shorter, and it’s better to refine the hair on the neck.”

Shen Liang seriously wrote down, and there was no arrogance.

The painting of Xia Wei's □ □ is the painting of Huang Dan. The treatment in the corner of the eye is very good. After Chen Shi’s guidance, it is a Xia Wei.

Even Xia Wei feels like this, she said happily, "Shu Ran, except Chen, you are the one that I painted the most."

Teacher Liu’s painting is on the side, and Xia Wei said that he did not show any expression changes.

Because of the small details in the corner of Xia Wei, he did not catch it.

Whoever paints is more like, everyone can see it, although Liu’s paintings are not all comparable to the current ones, but the shape is indeed one point worse.

After painting, the big guys are gone together.

Xia Wei and Lin Mao, I asked Chen when he was a sentence, where did he live at night, and he would not come to the studio tomorrow, and he would meet the Internet cafes tomorrow night. The problem is very much.

Huang Shan walked behind, Shen Liang was next to him, silently exuding a gloomy breath.

"Have he given your painting a pen?"

The sound is ringing in the ear, and Huang Dan returns to God. "No."

Shen Liang smiled. "I think about it too. He doesn't put others in his eyes. Whoever makes him change his paintings has to look at his feelings, which is bigger than the teacher's."

Huang Dan Emei, I feel that Shen Liang and Yin Yang are strange, but he did not say anything.

Shen Liang looked at him. "I told you, you won't tell Lin Mao? Tell me that it's okay."

Huang Shan said, "Why are you telling me?"

Shen Liang shrugged. "Who asked him to give me only tonight, if it weren't for him, the painting would be a lot worse tonight."

Huang Dan, "..."

He thought that Shen Liang is an embarrassment that admits that his skills are not as good as people and can't be controlled.

Tonight is the door that Teacher Liu personally locked. He carefully examined it before leaving the studio, and did not let go of a corner to make sure that no one was hiding behind the drawing board.

The pot was blasted in the studio the next day, because all the paintings on Xia Wei had no face.