My 1991

Seeing Ye Run's reaction and the director's reaction, Li Mengsu felt as if she was in a dream. What if she was just making bold guesses before?

So now we are 80% sure that Lu An is the mysterious painter in the news reports.

And she realized clearly that Lu An got some inspiration in the library yesterday, and then he didn't go back to the dormitory last night and hid somewhere to draw.

Otherwise, the director would not be so calm if the person was lost.

Otherwise, Ye Run would not have gone back to the classroom to look for the key immediately.

Thinking of the key, Li Mengsu felt a desire in his heart, a desire to be so close to Lu An like Ye Run, a desire to help keep the key like Ye Run.

The desire to be able to freely enter and exit his personal living space like Ye Run.

If her relationship with him could reach the level of Ye Run, she would be sure to turn Lu An into her boyfriend and the man of her life.

Thinking of the word "man", the desire in Li Mengsu's heart quickly retreated, replaced by a touch of shame, which reflected on his face, on his neck, on his entire body, so obsessed, so intoxicating.

Xiang Xiu, who was next to him, noticed something strange and couldn't help but ask: "Mengsu, have you been drinking? Why are your face and neck so red?"

"ah?"

With a sound, Li Mengsu, who was immersed in his own world, was suddenly interrupted, and was really shocked.

Su Mi had actually noticed her best friend's abnormal behavior early on. Through the "ah" just now, she vaguely knew why Mengsu blushed?

It’s just that she didn’t understand. Mengsu had good personal and family conditions. He was quick-thinking, had his own opinions, and would not blindly follow others. Why did he fall in love with Lu An? So fast?

Why did it sink so deeply?

She calculated that from the time they got to know each other, it only took more than a month. There was not even a gentle slope in the middle. Mengsu just put all his feelings into it. This made Su Mi puzzled?

Recalling the way Lu An looked at him when they first met in the library, and how he would accurately and immediately focus on him every time they met, although Lu An did it very secretly, maybe unconsciously, but as a The person involved, Su Mi, was keenly aware of this situation.

Thinking of this, she felt indescribably depressed.

I can't help but feel a little worried about my friend.

Because judging from Ye Run's previous remarks, although Lu An is versatile, he is by no means a good match. From her own feelings, she can 100% conclude that he is a playboy.

One is Peking University, and the other is Shanghai Medical University. This is obvious.

There may be many more behind it.

Su Mi felt worried for his friend just thinking about it. Although this was a road leading to the abyss, there were many competitors and it was not easy to walk.

However, her guess was just a guess, but she would not point it out or stop it.

Because reason told Su Mi that Mengsu, who had already invested all her emotions, had left no way out for herself. At this critical moment, she absolutely did not want to hear any discouraging words or words that would shake her determination. After all, good advice is hard to hear, and it is also against the will of others. Heart.

What's more, love is a very mysterious thing. If you don't give it a try and fight for it, you will definitely regret it for the rest of your life.

Even if there is only a glimmer of hope, if you give up, you will definitely feel that if you had worked hard, you would have succeeded.

This is the idea that human nature is asymmetrical in emotion, which is very paranoid and very scary.

Therefore, she did not dare to persuade him, fearing that the two of them might turn against each other.

But she was still confused, what kind of magic did Lu An cast to make Mengsu, who was in such good condition, so dizzy from a distance?

Seeing everyone around him looking at him, Li Mengsu said, "My skin is a little itchy. Maybe I'm allergic to the fish I ate at noon today."

Su Mi smiled slightly and pretended not to hear this clumsy lie.

the other side.

Ye Run's mind went blank as she was running on the campus road. She didn't know what to do at this moment. How to do?

In addition to being anxious, I was still anxious.

She had already thought about it, if that bastard was still alive in the studio and spent a whole day and night painting in the studio, she would definitely scold him, not eat, and not say a word to anyone. Do you want to become an immortal?

I don’t know how long I have been running. Ye Run has come to the teacher’s apartment quite a few times, but this time is definitely the fastest one.

Go up the corridor, turn left, and quickly come to the door of the room on the far left.

After standing still, Ye Run passively took several breaths, then did not dare to delay and inserted the key in her hand into the keyhole. She was now inexplicably angry and wanted to scold him for being angry.

The key is in, turn it right when it is in place, and the door opens.

Pushing the door open with his right hand, his eyes quickly glanced inside. He almost didn't need to look for it, and he immediately saw the figure standing in the center of the living room.

His hair was slightly fluffy, his face was a little pale, and his eyes were bloodshot. But the person is very energetic, his eyes are fixed on the canvas, and his eyes are bright and clear.

Seeing that this man was well, for some reason, Ye Run's anger disappeared instantly. After staring at him for a few seconds, she gently pulled out the key, gently closed the door, and walked gently into the house.

The reason why she didn't close the door tightly was because she knew that the director was behind her, and she was afraid that he would knock on the door and interrupt his creation later.

She walked to him quietly, first watched him paint for a while, and then focused her attention on this man. I have to say that he is very charming when he is focused on what he does. No wonder he can charm a group of girls.

Her eyes scanned his body like infrared rays. After confirming that there was nothing wrong with him, Ye Run's tight string suddenly relaxed and then moved to the canvas again.

She couldn't tell whether the work was good or not, but she just felt that the oil painting was so real, as if the real world was trapped in the frame.

A few minutes later, the director came.

He seemed to have predicted something and walked more carefully than Ye Run.

After entering the door, he first nodded to Ye Run with a smile, and then stood behind Lu An consciously, not daring to make any noise or appear in his sight.

The director first watched "Ye Yu".

With just one glance, he felt the charm in the canvas, lifelike. The world in this painting seems to be alive. You can hear the sound of rain and thunder, and you can feel that everything in the dark night is so energetic.

The painting is obviously a dead object, but it makes the viewer involuntarily immersed in it, as if they are truly living in it.

After a long time, the director took a deep breath. He is an ordinary person and not a professional painter, but he learned what charm is from this painting for the first time.

Awesome!

These three words floated through the director's mind.

Although he is not a professional, his eyesight is more or less good, and he can clearly feel the shock brought by this painting. The painting he saw before was really a painting, and the oil painting in front of him is a vivid In the real world, this is awesome.

amazing!

After reading it again, the director changed three words in his mind.

"Night Rain" is not yet finished, and Luan is finishing it.

After the director watched for a while, he focused on another painting next to him. He was surprised at first, then said "Huh" in a voice that only he could hear, and then stared at the "Untitled" oil painting and forgot about it.

The vast world has the same origin and root, literature can cultivate the Tao, and painting can convey the spirit.

When a work reaches its peak, ordinary people can feel its emotions.

"Untitled" is such an existence.

The director looked at the oil painting in front of him, and his whole body fell into it, as if he had been walking in a desperate world, but with the thunder strike in the dark night, the cry, dawn, and dawn, one by one, people gained strength. There is hope.

good!

After more than 10 minutes, the director straightened up. He didn't know how to express his feelings at this time, so he could only sum it up with the word "good".

After reading the painting and looking at the people, the director felt that the young man in front of him was full of treasures, not only a treasure of the business school, but also a treasure of NTU, and more likely to be a treasure of the country in the future.

The director was observing Lu An, but Ye Run was quietly observing the director. After seeing the admiration on the latter's face, she felt a little happy, and then left the room quietly.

This bastard looks like he's been hungry all day.

On the way to the vegetable market, Ye Run put the word "bastard" on his agenda again. He should be scolded anyway, so it would be easier to get angry.

He loves duck, so he bought half a duck. He likes all kinds of meat, so he bought some lean meat. He also likes to drink soup. After thinking about it, he bought the simplest seaweed and eggs, so that the dish can be cooked faster.

Finally bought several kinds of peppers.

When she was about to go back, she considered that the director was there, so she went to the nearby grocery store to buy a few bottles of beer and a bottle of Erguotou. Looking back, she entered the vegetable market again and bought some raw peanuts. Before leaving, she asked the chef to weigh a pound of braised vegetables. .

There were various braised vegetables, but she only ordered the most delicious ones, pig ears and pig head.

When she returned to the teacher's apartment, she found that Lu An was still painting. The director was like a child, standing behind and observing obediently. He had been working for more than an hour without feeling tired.

Without disturbing the two of them, Ye Run carried the dishes into the kitchen alone. In order not to disturb him, she closed the kitchen door this time as she didn't like closing it.

But she didn't dare to make a sound, nor did she dare to cook. She just made some preliminary preparations.

Such as washing vegetables, such as cutting vegetables.

And I didn't dare to chop vegetables hard, so I used a blunt knife. I put the blade on the meat first, and then pressed it into slices. There was no movement during the whole process.

After about 15 minutes, all preparations were completed. Ye Run opened the kitchen door and returned to the living room, watching him finish and waiting.

While waiting quietly, another half hour passed unknowingly.

At a certain moment, Lu An finally stopped writing, and the expression on his face that had been stern all day changed.

After waiting for a long time and seeing that he stopped writing, the director suddenly asked: "Is the inspiration for the work the rain yesterday?"

"right."

Lu An said yes, as if he had just noticed someone behind him now, and turned to ask the director: "Teacher, what do you think of this painting?"

The director did not use official words to explain, but said sincerely: "This is the best painting I have ever seen."

Lu An asked Ye Run again: "What about you, how did you feel after watching it?"

Ye Run truthfully said what was in his heart: "It's true."

Lu An nodded, started to move the painting aside, and said to the director: "Teacher, I am in a good mood today. Let's have a drink later."

"To accompany you."

Through today's two paintings, Lu An's status was once again elevated in his heart, and of course he agreed very generously.

After hearing the conversation between the two, Ye Run cleared the table, put stewed vegetables, beer, and Erguotou on the table, then went to the kitchen to get two bowls and two cups, and greeted softly:

"Teacher, just drink as you please. The other dishes will be ready soon."

The director asked: "Do you want help?"

Ye Run said no, "I've already washed and cut the vegetables. It'll be quick."

When she got into the kitchen, the director looked away and said, "This girl is good."

The word "daughter" is the director's recognition of Ye Run.

Lu An answered: "That's right, that's right. He's pretty fierce when he rolls his eyes."

The director burst out laughing. He didn't ask what the relationship between the two was. Each person took a bottle of beer and said, "Drink this first to rinse your mouth. Later, you can drink Erguotou. That one is delicious enough."

"Sure." Lu An's attitude was very natural. He didn't regard the other party as a director at all, only as a person at the dinner table.

After a while, a stack of fresh, crispy peanuts came out of the oven. The two of them stretched out their chopsticks to pick one, and their mouths were full of powder, and the aroma was overflowing.

"The heat was properly controlled, and the peanuts were fried to a high level." The director praised.

Lu An said: "I like this kind of crispy one, with less oil and more flavor."

At this time, Ye Run brought out two bowls of rice, placed one bowl in front of the director, and handed the other bowl to him.

He told me: "You have been hungry for so long. Eat some rice pad to fill your stomach first. Don't drink it up."

"okay."

This is the truth. Lu An, who suffered from gastrointestinal pain in his previous life, did not dare to be willful at all. He picked up the rice and ate several big mouthfuls in a row.

The two deliberately slowed down their eating pace, firstly to chat, and secondly to wait for Ye Run to eat together.

It only takes a few minutes to stir-fry the meat with chili, and the seaweed and egg soup is faster. The dry-pot duck took a while, but it was still faster.

Today, Ye Run impressed the director and took the initiative to bring her a bottle of beer, "Here, you can drink some with us."

He knew that people of all ages and genders in Baoqing could drink, so he skipped the question of "do you know how to drink?"

"Um."

Ye Run was not used to blowing bottles. It was unsightly and suffocating.

During this meal, the director was more enthusiastic than ever. He chatted with Lu An until 8 o'clock in the evening before leaving. If he was not worried that the other party's health would collapse, he could still chat.

During this meal, Lu An first finished two bowls of rice, and then he dared to drink alcohol unscrupulously.

Ye Run didn't drink much. He only drank two glasses of beer with him and then calmed down. He sat aside and listened to the two of them chatting, occasionally chatting with each other.

Thinking of something in the middle, she went to the teaching building and told Meng Jianlin and the others: Lu An was fine and was with the director.

Liu Jiaquan asked: "What is Lao Lu doing after not seeing anyone all day and night?"

Seeing many people around him looking at him, Ye Run didn't panic. He shook his head lightly and said, "I don't know very well. The director may know something."

Being tight-lipped, Huang Ting and Jiang Wan looked at each other and labeled Ye Run.

Long Yan came over at this time: "It's fine, monitor. You should go to class and don't affect classroom discipline."

Ever since they found out that the Communist Youth League secretary was the boss's daughter, these people were very considerate.

Originally, he was very generous before, but now he is even more generous. Everyone turned around and started reading.

Long Yan came outside and asked Ye Run alone: ​​"Are you and Lu An friends?"

Ye Run smiled and asked, "Do you think he will like me?"

Long Yan laughed and said, "I know there is something wrong with my attitude, and I apologize to you. I am careless and confused."

Ye Run asked: "Who are you asking for?"

They are all smart people. Long Yan did not play in vulgar taste and said very bachelorly: "My cousin."

Ye Run curled his lips and said, "Let me tell you a little tidbit. He only likes beautiful women, and they are big beauties."

This is a kind of counterattack and an attitude on her part. The purpose is to tell Long Yan that no matter who of you likes him, don't influence me.

Ye Run left.

Watching her leave, Long Yan thought to herself that the women around Lu An were quite unique. Then she thought about "only liking big beauties". What standard is this?

My cousin is a beauty, there is no doubt about it.

But how beautiful is a beauty?

Does Huang Ting's behavior count?

Does she have to be like Su Mi, with the best looks and temperament to be considered a great beauty?

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I read your comments yesterday, and I am autistic. I need to explain: I put my character on the knife in March, and I basically don’t like broken chapters, because I also hate broken chapters when reading novels.

The reason why it stopped there yesterday was for two reasons;

First, I don’t think it’s cool. After all, the director and Ye Run already knew that he could draw. Second, it was 10 o'clock at night. At this point every day, no matter how much I write or how little I write, I have to stop typing. I have to send it out in time, otherwise some big guys will fall asleep and won't be able to read the second chapter.

What a misunderstanding. Please pay attention in the future. Thank you for your support. The numbers are calculated and there is no charge.

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