my little deskmate

Chapter 20 Message Book

Song Anping asked, "What method do you think is more appropriate to send them off?"

Liu Xiaoyang said, "Take them to dinner?"

Fang Yi said, "Shall I give you a gift?"

Bei Juncheng pondered for a while, and said, "As soldiers of the army, these are not suitable, and Gu Instructor and the others will definitely not accept them, too much exaggeration will cause bad influence, and we are a group of high school students , The money on my body is not enough to meet the high consumption. If you want to give a gift, you can give it in private, or you can buy a notebook in the public, and write our messages and blessings in the notebook."

Song Anping's eyes lit up, and he said, "Bei Juncheng's idea is good."

Xu Yixing said with great interest, "One page per person, full of blessings, and you can also post your own photo, just like a graduate classmate's record!"

Song Anping nodded and said, "Just buy a good-looking and compact notebook."

Liu Xiaoyang agrees.

Fang Yi shrugged his shoulders and did not speak.

After Song Anping left, Fang Yi whispered in Liu Xiaoyang's ear, "Song Anping likes this way of not spending much money. He doesn't have much money himself."

Liu Xiaoyang glanced at him, and said, "I don't have much money, it's all my heart anyway, if you don't think it's suitable, you can go and give the gift yourself!"

Fang Yi laughed and said, "I'm not talking about it in private."

Liu Xiaoyang pushed him aside and asked, "Have you washed your camouflage uniform?"

Fang Yi sniffed his clothes and said, "No, what's wrong?"

Liu Xiaoyang choked up, and said, "It's a sour smell, I've taken it to you for ten days, why don't you wash it off?"

Fang Yi didn't take it seriously, and said, "There are still four days left, throw it away after wearing it, why not wash it!"

Liu Xiaoyang pushed him again, and said in disgust, "Then don't stand next to me, it smells bad!"

Fang Yi smelled his clothes again, but he still didn't smell anything, and continued to be skinny and shameless.

Xu Yixing heard it by accident, stepped back three steps silently, patted his chest and said, "Fortunately..."

Fortunately, he has Bei Juncheng, who will wash his clothes for him, Xu Yixing looked at Bei Juncheng foolishly with a confused expression.

It just so happened that Bei Juncheng looked up and saw him, twisting his arms and walking forward, with the corners of his mouth raised, he said softly, "Silly!"

After the training, Song Beiping and Xu Yixing went to the stationery supermarket to search, but they couldn't choose a suitable notebook, either it was too formal, or it was too big.

It happened that Fang Yi came over to pick up something, saw them, and asked casually, "Have you chosen yet?"

Song Beiping shook his head.

Fang Yi took out a hard-shell notebook that was a little smaller than A5, and said, "Isn't this suitable?"

The outside of this hard-shell book is pure black, and the bottom is embossed with children holding hands. It is full of childish fun and easy to flip.

Xu Yixing said, "The inside is too white, there are no lines, it's not suitable..."

Fang Yi smiled and said, "This is not easy, just draw it directly. I don't know how to do other things, but I can still draw some flowers."

Song Anping said pleasantly, "You know how to draw?"

"I'm an art student, do you think I can draw?"

This was an unexpected surprise. They resolutely bought the notebook and ran to Fang Yi's dormitory to watch him draw.

Liu Xiaoyang was reading a novel while eating potato chips. Seeing them coming in together, he welcomed them, "Come, eat, eat."

Entering the gate of their dormitory, Xu Yixing smelled an indescribable smell, quite like tear gas, he touched his nose silently, and looked at Fang Yi who was already sitting at the desk.

Fang Yi's desk is full of drawing tools such as pens and paints of various colors, and there is also a big sketchbook, which is very messy, and some paints have already dried.

He spread the notebook on the table, and said to himself, "The first page and the second page must be for posting photos, so I won't draw, and I'll start from the third page."

Song Anping nodded.

Fang Yi picked up a black art pen, opened the third page, and wrote the two letters TO on the top. The two characters were written smoothly and playfully, which showed his skills.

He changed to a gray art pen and drew a few wavy lines for writing.

At the bottom, use an ordinary water-based pen to outline a Q-version image of a soldier. It is very cute, and the most important thing is that it is somewhat similar to Gu Feng's image.

Xu Yixing let out a wow in amazement.

so amazing!

Fang Yi said triumphantly, "Not bad, hehe, come on, give me a good compliment buddy!"

Xu Yixing, "..." Forget it, he didn't want to say anything.

Liu Xiaoyang also came to watch, patted Fang Yi on the head impolitely, and said, "What are you doing! Hurry up! Don't waste time!"

Fang Yi snorted, turned a page, drew a slanted blue envelope on the back, drew a few straight lines, and drew a circular postmark in the lower right corner, and added a shadow on purpose, quite For chic.

Even Song Anping couldn't help sighing that Fang Yi's strokes were smooth and smooth, with profound skills.

All kinds of eastern and western styles are at your fingertips, such as European style, classical style, simple style... some are complex and gorgeous, some are simple black and white, and most importantly, he also mixes military elements in it, such as national flag, national emblem, Guns, shields...

He hummed while drawing, and said, "Come on, little Xingxing, brother will leave you a separate page."

alone?

Xu Yixing looked at him suspiciously, forgetting to correct Fang Yi's address.

Fang Yi outlined a circle in the upper left corner of the white paper, and there was a Q version of a person lying inside. This Q version of the person propped his head with his hands, his eyes were ignorant and obedient, and the other hand was holding his red skirt, revealing Two short and thick thighs, as if they are about to lift up the skirt, ready to seduce.

Xu Yixing stiffened.

And Song Anping and Liu Xiaoyang laughed at the same time.

so fun!

Fang Yi smiled evilly.

Xu Yixing gritted his teeth and said, "Fang Yi, I'm going to kill you!"

Fang Yi showed an expression that you can come if you have the ability.

Xu Yixing was furious, and had nothing to do with Fang Yi, so he took out an art brush and drew a big cross on Fang Yi's face.

Fang Yi was stunned for a moment, blinked, winked at Xu Yixing, and said, "Baby, feel comfortable~~~ Come~~~ I want my right cheek too~~~~ Hurry up!"

Before Xu Yixing was happy for a second, he was startled by Fang Yi's expression and shivered, looking at this man who had no lower limit.

At this time, a hoarse voice came from the door, saying, "It's so lively."

When everyone turned around, it was Bei Juncheng who came. Song Anping smiled and said, "Bei Juncheng, you are here too. Take a look at Fang Yi's painting of Xu Yixing, it's so cute."

When Fang Yi saw Bei Juncheng, the playfulness on his face became less, and he sat in a well-behaved manner.

Bei Juncheng walked over and stared at the Q version of the villain and couldn't help being stunned, it was indeed well drawn, vividly showing Xu Yixing's cute and immature face, he nodded and praised, "The drawing is not bad. "

Fang Yi laughed and said, "Bei Juncheng, I will draw one for you too."

He turned over the back page and drew a circle at the same position. Inside, the figure in Q version was sitting on a gorgeous king chair, like an emperor, also propping his chin with his hands, but he had an evil look on his face smiling, as if responding to Xu Yixing's seduction.

Everyone was amazed at the same time, Bei Juncheng looked at this small Q version of himself, a little distracted, while Liu Xiaoyang shook Fang Yi, and hurriedly said, "Fang Yi, draw me one, and draw me one too!"

Fang Yi was not in a hurry, like an old man, he said, "Take it easy, my shoulders are about to be shaken off by you, wait for me to turn the cards slowly."

When Fang Yi took out this notebook the next day, it had taken on a completely new look and turned into a brand new guestbook.

Song Anping quickly arranged for everyone to leave a message.

There were dark shadows under Fang Yi's eyes, he leaned on Liu Xiaoyang, and said sleepily, "At first I thought it was too low to give a guestbook, but now I think this gift is not ordinary, it's so fucking good Let me put in so much effort myself."

Liu Xiaoyang chuckled.

It may be that the end of the military training is approaching. Instructor Gu treats them better and better. He often trains the basics and organizes various activities.

The penultimate day was the day of the parade. Everyone tried their best to perform their best to express their reluctance and hard work in the past ten days.

Stand at attention, take a rest, turn left, turn right, take off your hat, salute, squat down, stand up, stand still, walk in unison, walk forward, start running...

Every instruction is full of memories.

Instructor Gu stood on the stage as straight as when he first came, but with more smiles.

After the inspection, it was time to take pictures.

Seven NO.80 people stand full.

"Squat in the first row, half squat in the second row, sit in the third row, stand in the fourth row, stand on the stool in the fifth row, hurry up!"

Xu Yixing and Bei Juncheng squatted in the second row. After a while, their feet became numb from squatting.

At this time, Zhao Feiming who was assisting at the side said, "That Xu Yixing and Bei Juncheng, you are short, squat in front."

Xu Yixing and Bei Juncheng had dark faces, but they had no choice but to go to the first row and squat down.

Bei Juncheng gritted his teeth and said, "I will never be short in the future!"

Xu Yixing laughed, and said, "You're not short."

Bei Juncheng raised his eyebrows.

Xu Yixing continued, "You're just not tall."

Bei Juncheng's face turned darker, and he secretly pinched Xu Yixing's waist, Xu Yixing let out a sensitive ah, and hid aside.

"Don't pinch, it's itchy."

Bei Juncheng asked, "Are you still calling me short?"

Xu Yixing shook his head, and hurriedly said with a muffled smile, "Don't say it, don't say it! I won't say it!"

Bei Juncheng snorted, obviously still remembering the low sound.

Zhao Feiming was still yelling loudly, "Short people, hurry up and come to the front, when you stand behind, you can only see the top of one head, who will recognize you!"

Bei Juncheng was choked again.

Instructor Gu sat in the middle, Jiang Hao and Zhao Feiming sat on both sides of him, Xu Yixing in the center secretly stretched out his right hand, and made a gesture to his chest with a bright smile, while Bei Juncheng next to him frowned, like It seemed that she was very unhappy, and she just secretly glanced at Xu Yixing.

With a click, the picture was permanently frozen on the photo.