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Lin Yue held a box of chalks in his hand, white, red, green, yellow, there were several colors.

"Does Su Kai want you to find out my truth? I will find time to meet him."

The last time Lin Jiamo and Zhao Ye were fighting football downstairs, Chen Xun's face was because he was stunned by a three-pointer when he came back, and Zhao Ye was uncomfortable because Su Kai sent out an instruction --- to figure out the three-pointer Whether it was thrown in by chance or due to strength.

"Borrow a chair." Facing Zhao Ye's astonished gaze, he pulled Zhao Ye's chair under the blackboard, stepped on it, and began to sketch the sailing diagram that Fang Hui had drawn before from the upper left corner of the blackboard.

Originally, with his height, he could touch the top of the blackboard, but because of his posture, it is better to step on a chair comfortably, and being comfortable... will bring about an increase in speed.

This kind of reminder is almost inconceivable in the eyes of the students in class one and one in high school.

"Look, look quickly..."

"Behind, at the blackboard."

"..."

Following the guidance of several students, other students in the class looked over one after another.

I saw Lin Yue holding a piece of chalk in each hand, drawing left and right on the blackboard behind, restoring the erased sailing chart at a very fast speed.

He doesn't even need an eraser, just use the surface of his hand to scrape lightly on the places that need to be painted, and he can express the gradient and simple shadow effect of landscape painting ink.

What a joke!

Doesn't he know how to draw board newspapers? What do these mean?

Everyone was puzzled. According to their logic, if Lin Yue could do a good job in the newspaper by himself, why should Fang Hui be involved? It must be a bad drawing.

What now? Judging from the speed of the drawing board, Fang Hui couldn't even lift his shoes.

"Fang...Fang Hui, look how similar he is." Lin Jiamo held Fang Hui's wrist tightly with one hand, and pointed at the blackboard newspaper that was gradually forming behind with the other.

Others may not understand, but Fang Hui knows better than anyone else that Lin Yue originally drew the sailing picture, and she was the porter who transferred the picture from the paper to the blackboard.

jingle bell~

When the class bell rang, Lin Yue had already finished drawing the sailing map, and began to write the seven regular characters of "Learning the sea is boundless and working hard to make a boat" in the middle with colored chalk, followed by an explanation of academic mottos separated by vertical lines.

Chemistry teacher Liu Kexi walked into the classroom and found that none of the students in the class looked at him, and all looked sideways at the back row.

Over there, Lin Yue threw only one-third of the used chalk into the groove under the blackboard, and patted the chalk dust on his hands.

"Do you know where I went just now? I went to the school gatekeeper. I know who did what happened yesterday, but I don't plan to expose it in public. Then you may not be able to stay in this school. Now, the erased blackboard drawing is restored I guess... that person probably won't try to wipe it off again."

Lin Yue returned the chair to Zhao Ye and walked towards his seat.

Lin Jiamo quickly took out a tissue from her bag and handed it to him.

Lin Yue thanked him, took it and wiped his hands, opened the chemistry textbook, looked at Liu Kexi with a weird face, and said, "Teacher, you can lecture now."

"Oh." The chemistry teacher glanced at the blackboard newspaper and opened the textbook in his hand: "Students, please turn the textbook to page 88. Today we will talk about..."

For the whole class, Fang Hui didn't listen to Liu Kexi's words, and looked back at the blackboard newspaper from time to time, and then at Lin Yue who was concentrating on reading, with a dazed expression.

She is not the only one who is at a loss.

Chen Xun, Qiao Ran, Kongbellcao, Lin Jiamo, and He Sha...all had mixed feelings and couldn't figure out how he did it.

Drawing with both hands at the same time, it almost copied Fang Hui's painting, and more importantly, it was completed in less than a big break. This kind of thing, the school's art teacher may not be able to do it, right?

...

After the chemistry class was over, Fang Hui walked to Lin Yue's desk and said, "Thank you."

"You don't need to thank me." Lin Yue said: "In the end, I got you in trouble."

She shook her head and didn't waste her saliva on this matter: "Why didn't you come back the night before yesterday?"

"Something happened on the road, and it was already 9 o'clock in the evening after I finished my work. I think the school lights are turned off, and I can't write on it when I come back. I think I have enough time, so I might as well write on Monday. Sorry, you didn't Are you waiting too long in the classroom?"

Fang Hui shook his head: "No."

"It's fine if you don't have one." Lin Yue knew that she waited until the lights in the teaching building were turned off before leaving, but she wasn't waiting here alone.

"Lin Yue, where did you learn to draw? You finished the blackboard newspaper brilliantly in a big break. You didn't see the expressions of Ren Gaoying and the group. If you put a duck egg in their mouths, I think it will be fine." Swallow it." Lin Jiamo said, waving Fang Hui's arm, not paying attention to Ren Gaoying's and others' displeased eyes.

"Oh, I learned from an old man in my hometown. He will give six or seven-year-old children in the village to copy copybooks, calligraphy and paintings, and the tuition... only needs two jugs of wine."

Lin Jiamo is not stupid: "You are a plot that can only be found in martial arts novels."

Lin Yue said, "Then where do you think I learned it from?"

Lin Jiamo stopped talking because it sounded outrageous, but it made sense logically, because the grip of chalk and brush is very similar. It is not difficult to transfer Xingkai from paper to blackboard, but only those who are good at copying calligraphy and painting can do it Quickly copy Fang Hui's sailing chart.

"But your hand... like this..."

Her two hands are constantly gesticulating, which means that ordinary people can't draw with their left and right hands at the same time.

Lin Yue felt helpless about her determination to break the casserole and ask the end, so he changed the subject and said, "How about going to the school basketball team's indoor training ground with me tomorrow afternoon?"

"The school team's indoor training ground?"

"Yes, go to the school team's indoor training ground."

"What are you doing there?" Fang Hui was stunned for a moment.

Qiao Ran, who seemed to be sitting in front of him, but actually eavesdropped on the conversation of the three, couldn't bear it anymore. He looked back at him and said, "Are you joking? As far as I know, those people are not very friendly to you."

"Do you think I'm joking?" Lin Yue said, "If I don't go to the school team training ground, your good brother will have a headache."

"..." Qiao Ran knew what he meant. Zhao Ye talked with the two of them about the three-pointer that day in private, and said that Su Kai gave him a task.

"I'll go with you, just to see how good the school team is that Zhao Ye has been talking about." Lin Jiamo was in a panic.

The whole class is still safe and sound so far, went to the sophomore office to discuss with the English teacher, and finished the blackboard report by herself... and even dared to go to the school team's indoor training ground despite prejudice, she couldn't find any suitable words except "I am so impressed" to describe your mood.

...

"Is this really drawn by a class of students?"

"In a cramped classroom, the indifference of the clouds, the thickness of the mountains, the beauty of the water, and the loneliness and bitterness of learning to sail in the sea are presented, both in form and meaning."

"The writing is also very good, the brushwork is smooth and natural, and the content is closely related to the theme of the board painting."

"..."

The three art teachers who were in charge of the board newspaper evaluation said as they walked, that there were twenty classes in the school from the first year to the third year, and the one that had the strongest impact on them was the first class in the first year.

"I remember that the last time Class One and One was the last one in the grade."

Another art teacher flipped through the folder in his hand: "Yes."

"Who drew it this time? Is it the classmate from last time?"

"Fang Hui, Lin Yue."

"Lin Yue?" The art teacher in charge of the second grade shook her head and smiled wryly, thinking that it was this thorny head again.

...

Classes are over in the afternoon.

After dinner, Lin Yue took Lin Jiamo to the indoor training ground of the school basketball team. The school team had been practicing for a while, and there were running or jumping figures everywhere, and the sneakers creaked against the floor.

Lin Jiamo originally wanted to bring Fang Hui with her, but was pried away by Qiao Ran, because she had agreed to go to the flower garden behind the teaching building to see lilacs.

Su Kai was fighting against a player. After running and changing directions, he broke through the defense suddenly, made a handsome delivery, and the ball went into the basket smoothly.

When running back, a player touched his arm and pointed to a man and a woman standing at the entrance of the stadium.

"Stop it all, stop it."

He stopped the practice, took the towel thrown by the player to wipe off his sweat, and trotted all the way to Lin Yue.

"You are Lin Yue, right?"

Lin Yue said, "Yes, it's me."

"What do you think? Our school's training environment is good." Su Kai brought the topic to the school team as soon as he came up.

"Captain Su, I came to the training ground this time for no other reason than to say that you don't want Zhao Ye to test my strength. I did play basketball before, and my skills are not bad. Waste of time on this sport so you don't have to follow me."

It was straight to the point, and in one sentence, everything Su Kai wanted to say was boring back.

"Lin Yue, I've heard people talk about your background, and I know that your family is not very good. Our school team has subsidies. Whether it's for the college entrance examination as a sports specialty student or to improve the quality of daily life, I think you should think about it carefully. , don’t rush into a decision.”

Lin Yue said, "No need, I've made up my mind."

After answering, he turned to leave, Su Kai put his hand on his shoulder.

"Lin Yue, if someone from the school team has said anything nasty in front of you before, I'm here to apologize to you."

Not to mention, this guy has a really good personality, but it's a pity that his snobbish father delayed his later life.

"They did have bad things to say, but I never took it to heart. I appreciate your kindness. Let's forget about joining the team."

Speaking of this, Su Kai naturally couldn't continue to persuade him to stay, so he let go of the hand holding his shoulder.

Lin Yue took Lin Jiamo outside.

"Captain, why are you asking him so humbly? He's the only leader, 1.8 meters tall? Even a defender thinks he's short."

"That's right. Based on what he did to Zhao Ye, we shouldn't have invited him. If we really want to recruit this kind of rural transfer students, there will be conflicts in the future."

"..."

People from the school team tried to persuade him, Su Kai saw the scene of Lin Yue making a three-pointer, but they didn't, and even if his three-pointer was really amazing, there was no need to accommodate one person like this.

Lin Yue didn't pay attention to what they said, because his real purpose of coming to the indoor training ground was not to make Su Kai stop trying to recruit him, but because he didn't want to drink, but... this time, he often walked by the river. Wet shoes.