Shut up, I am really a pure love god of war!

Chapter 39 The Best Deskmate (Additional Update)
Painting is not something that can be achieved overnight.

Bai Yang was not in a hurry. He went to the studio to practice every day. He could not imitate Chun Yuwan's spirituality for colors, but he had a stupid method, which was to try his best to remember and imitate her use of colors.

As long as you have accumulated enough experience, even if you cannot draw spiritual paintings, at least you can “practice makes perfect”.

Talents like Chun Yuwan's are rare to find, so the path for an ordinary art student still requires more practice.

In these ordinary and regular days, half of September has passed.

"Tomorrow is the weekend again, what are your plans?"

During lunch break, Zhong Xilu was lying on the table, spinning a pen out of boredom.

"I have to go home." Bai Yang smiled at her and said, "Why? You want to go drink together again?"

"No! I'm just asking casually." Zhong Xilu snorted: "I'm busy on weekends too, okay?"

"What are you busy with?"

"Go shopping with my bestie, go to the movies or something."

Bai Yang raised an eyebrow: "You have a best friend?"

Although Zhong Xilu has a good relationship with her classmates at school, Bai Yang has not found any particularly close female friends of hers in the past half month.

Not only would boys feel restrained when talking to her, girls would also feel inferior, and not many people would be willing to play supporting roles.

"What are you talking about?" Zhong Xilu showed an expression of disbelief: "Xiaobai, in your opinion, am I a lonely person who doesn't even have any good friends?"

"I'm just curious about what your best friend is like as a beautiful girl like you." Bai Yang reacted very quickly.

Zhong Xilu likes to be praised, especially by Bai Yang, so she was in a good mood and said, "If you are curious, you can come together on weekends. My best friend is not from No. 1 Middle School. She studies in Xingcheng and only comes back occasionally on weekends."

She squinted her eyes and said, "She is prettier than me."

"Really?" Bai Yang looked expectant and wiped his non-existent saliva: "Unfortunately I have something to do. There will be another chance next time. You must introduce her to me."

"Bai Yang, get out of here!" The girl's face changed suddenly.

"I'm just kidding." Bai Yang pulled hard: "How could there be someone prettier than you in this world?"

"I'm telling you, it's no use." Zhong Xilu poked Bai Yang's arm with her white and tender fingers: "I've seen through your nature as a scumbag, Xiaobai. The organization believes that you are hopeless. Let's destroy you humanely."

Bai Yang was about to cooperate with the other party in the performance when he suddenly heard a call from the door.

Ye Guodong waved to Bai Yang.

"Are you causing trouble again?" Zhong Xilu asked in a low voice.

"Comrade Xiao Zhong, can you say something nice to me?" Bai Yang stood up and walked out of the classroom.

"Teacher Ye, what's the matter?"

"I saw your email in the mailroom just now, so I picked it up for you." Ye Guodong smiled, "Come to my office and pick it up."

"Sorry to trouble you, Teacher Ye." Bai Yang suddenly realized.

It must be the magazine sent to him by Jin Gu Chuan Qi that has arrived, otherwise Ye Guodong would not have been so excited. Not only did he go to get it, he even took the initiative to run to the classroom to inform him.

To be able to do it so promptly, Bai Yang even suspected that Ye Guodong would go to the mail room every day to check.

"It's just a coincidence." As if he had sensed Bai Yang's suspicion, Ye Guodong emphasized again, walked quickly to the office, and patted the email on the table: "I haven't opened it yet."

The mail package was quite large and square, and it was obviously filled with books.

Bai Yang didn't hesitate and found a pair of scissors to open the mail, revealing a brand new sample magazine that still smelled of ink.

The cover is a long sword, and the painting is quite textured. Unfortunately, the enlarged and bolded word "story" affects the visual experience a bit. Coupled with the colorful cover title, the quality of the whole book is suddenly reduced a lot.

"Hey! The Eleventh Knife? Is this what you wrote?" Ye Guodong was sharp-eyed and saw that the article was signed by Bai Yang on the cover title.

Bai Yang nodded.

Jin Gu Chuan Qi was quite generous and sent out three sample copies. Bai Yang picked one out and handed it to Ye Guodong, saying, "Teacher Ye, this one is for you."

"Then I won't be polite." Ye Guodong was in a good mood and said casually, "By the way, please sign your name on it."

"Ah?" Bai Yang was stunned for a moment: "This is not a single volume, it's just a combined issue of a magazine."

"Ahem." Ye Guodong was a little embarrassed. Asking his students to sign was indeed a bit strange and did not fit in with the image Ye Guodong usually presented.

Bai Yang reacted immediately. With his emotional intelligence, he didn't want to embarrass Ye Guodong. He quickly praised him, "I was inconsiderate. Thank you, Teacher Ye, for your attention and help. It's really not right to not sign this gift for Teacher Ye."

Ye Guodong suddenly felt relieved. He patted Bai Yang on the shoulder and said, "Don't say such nice words. As a teacher, it is my duty to take care of my students."

Then he handed me a pen.

Bai Yang opened the magazine and wrote on the blank page:
Teacher Ye, I wish you good health and all the best.

Gift from Poplar.

It was a standard blessing, but Ye Guodong smiled even brighter and said, "The handwriting is good."

After all, he still had to maintain his position as the class teacher, so Ye Guodong was embarrassed to continue talking about the magazine, so he changed the subject and said, "That Chen Youde didn't cause you any more trouble, did he?"

"Thanks to Mr. Ye, he never contacted me again."

"That's good." Ye Guodong made a rare joke that went beyond the rules: "If he gets beaten again, Teacher Wang will have to make trouble for me."

Bai Yang smiled awkwardly and didn't want to say anything.

"Mr. Luo, who teaches art, has been looking for me a lot recently. I don't know much about painting, but your level does seem pretty good. As for the matter of transferring to an art student—" He paused: "You decide for yourself." "I'll think about it carefully."

Bai Yang nodded, "Then I'll go back to the classroom first."

After Bai Yang walked out, Ye Guodong couldn't wait to pick up the magazine. He didn't open it right away. Instead, he took out his mobile phone and took a picture of the cover and Bai Yang's signature.

Then transfer it to the computer and send it to the school’s teachers’ QQ group.

Added a sentence: "A student in the class insisted on giving me a copy of a short story he wrote. Alas, children nowadays have a lot of messy hobbies and don't like to study hard. It's hard to teach them."

The QQ group that was refreshing messages sporadically suddenly became quiet.

It took a while for the news to come out.

"You are the Bai Yang you mentioned before, right? You really didn't lie. You published it right away?"

"How can I lie? I see Bai Yang writing in the computer room every day. This kid is very hardworking and I think he will have a bright future."

"I heard that the fee for one article is over 2,000? Wow, kids nowadays are incredible."

"Legends of the Past and Present? I went to the newspaper today, why didn't I see this issue?"

Ye Guodong quickly replied: "I don't pay much attention to these, probably because these are samples sent specifically to the authors, and they haven't been put on sale in the market yet."

"I am a loyal reader of this magazine. Is Mr. Ye in the office? I would like to borrow it."

"Come on, but you can't take it away."

Ye Guodong was secretly pleased and stressed, "It's just this one book. After all, it's a token of my student's love. I can't lose it."

The teachers in the teaching group were relatively reserved, but the students in the classroom were in a state of chaos.

As soon as he entered the classroom, a sharp-eyed classmate saw the magazine in Bai Yang's hand. Due to Bai Yang's usual appearance, most people didn't dare to ask him. But Wu Bo was different. He took two steps forward, took a look, and shouted:
"Brother Yangzi, the novel you wrote is really on sale!"

"What a legend! It looks so grand!"

With Wu Bo creating a lively atmosphere, the curiosity of other students was immediately vented and they all gathered around.

"Let me see, let me see!"

"Martial arts novels? They're my favorite!"

"Which one did Bai Yang write?"

“Did you really make more than two thousand?”

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Bai Yang was immediately surrounded by noisy voices. Bai Yang had no choice but to stand up and said, "I just wrote a short story. Luckily it was included. If you are interested, you can take a look at it."

"But don't read them during class. I only have these two books, and I'd be sad if they were confiscated."

He handed the magazine out, but Yang Liangqing snatched it away.

"Hey! Let me see it first!" Wu Bo was furious. "I want to be the first one! Bring it over!"

Yang Liangqing immediately became timid: "Then I'll be the second one."

"I'm third!"

"me and you togather."

Everyone's attention was diverted and Baiyang finally had some peace and quiet.

"Congratulations." Zhong Xilu said with a smile: "You have successfully taken the first step towards becoming a famous writer."

"I don't want to be a famous writer." Bai Yang showed a lazy expression, "I'm a bit vulgar. It would be great if I could do nothing and just eat, drink and have fun every day and have endless money."

"I know." Zhong Xilu said anxiously, "Your dream is to be with a rich woman."

"Why, you want to introduce one to me?"

"That won't do. I can't help the evildoers." Zhong Xilu said with a smile: "Xiaobai, you better rely on your own efforts."

"What a pity." Bai Yang shook his head: "I wanted to give you this very commemorative sample issue."

Bai Yang shook the magazine in his hand: "It's an out-of-print autographed book!"

"Tell me, what kind of rich woman do you want? I'll ask my mom. She should know a lot of them." Zhong Xilu's attitude changed instantly.

"Comrade Xiao Zhong, your bottom line is too flexible." Bai Yang exclaimed: "As the squad leader, you actually tried to introduce a rich woman to an underage boy? My phone is about to automatically call the police!"

Zhong Xilu rolled her eyes immediately: "Don't blame me, it's up to you to give it to me or not!"

"Send it, of course."

Bai Yang signed his name in a flamboyant manner and said with a smile, "As for the matter of the rich woman, let's put it off until I become an adult and then I can slowly choose one."

"You are beautiful!"

Zhong Xilu snatched the magazine and looked at the signature message on it.

"To the best deskmate, the treasure girl in my life."

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