born stubborn

Liang Yue dragged Yuan Yang, and both of them came down from the stairs with cold eyes, and walked to the welcome hall angrily.

Just as Yuan Yang was about to walk towards the door, Liang Yue suddenly stopped and dragged him to the counter.

"You pay for them?" Yuan Yang asked him angrily.

"I'm so idle!" Liang Yuemin glanced at him, then turned to look at the counter waiter who was looking at them wonderingly, "Do you have any cigarettes? The most expensive one."

"Yes, there are expensive ones." The waiter saw the business, and hurriedly replied happily, "Would you like a box?"

"One box? Count as many as you have, wrap them up for me!" Liang Yue said with his eyes wide open.

The waiter was startled, he had never seen such a young and handsome little tycoon before, his hands were shaking with excitement, and he hurriedly turned around to find a cigarette, "Okay, I'll pack it for you right away."

The waiter packed four or five packs of cigarettes and handed them to Liang Yue, and offered the price with a smile on his face: "Handsome guy, the total is [-]..."

"It's all counted in the account of that luxury private room." Liang Yue interrupted him, picked up a cigarette and dragged Yuan Yang out.

A gust of cold wind rushed in from outside, and the excited two hugged each other tightly.

"Liang Yue, you are not allowed to smoke anymore." Yuan Yang reminded Liang Yue distressedly.

Liang Yue snorted, "I don't smoke. These two days, Chen Xing asked me for a thank-you gift for the notes. I was worried about what to give him."

Yuan Yang hummed, but didn't speak again.

Liang Yue's expression was very bad, Yuan Yang knew that the pain in his heart would not be relieved so easily, even if he was optimistic by nature, no one would be able to bear such a thing if he was optimistic.

The two walked to the place where they held their bicycles and saw the Bentley parked in the parking area.

Yuan Yang suddenly let go of Liang Yue, picked up a brick from the ground, stared at him, swung his arms and threw the brick on the front window.

There was a muffled bang, and the brick was thrown far away. The glass of this car was not easy to smash, and it didn't move at all.

"Fuck! Do you think it's so easy to smash?" Liang Yue was amused by Yuan Yang's violent temper, "Yuan Yang, your quality has declined."

"I don't fucking believe it!" Yuan Yang spat on the ground, ran back to the entrance of Nanying Hotel, grabbed a fire extinguisher and ran over.

"I'm just so fucking incompetent, fuck you!" Yuan Yang gritted his teeth, and threw the fire extinguisher, there was a cracking sound, and the window glass shattered into spider webs.

"Hey, what are you doing?" An uncle who was watching the car ran over in panic, pointed at them and shouted, "I saw you two smashing someone's car!"

Liang Yue took out a cigarette from his bag and tossed it to Uncle Che, "Uncle, what did you see?"

The uncle who watched the car looked at the cigarette in his arms, his eyes lit up, "I didn't see anything."

Liang Yue smiled in satisfaction, grabbed Yuan Yang and ran away.

When the two returned home, Liang Yue threw the things in the living room and walked towards the bedroom without saying a word while taking off his clothes.

When Yuan Yang walked into the bedroom, Liang Yue had already entered the bathroom.

He just took a shower before eating, and now he is in the bathroom again, and he must still be in a bad mood.

Yuan Yang also sighed irritably, didn't say anything, and started packing the painting tools for preparing for tomorrow's exam.

There was the sound of rushing water in the bathroom, and Liang Yue had been in for more than half an hour, but he still hadn't come out.

"Liang Yue!" Yuan Yang stood outside the bathroom door and knocked on the door very worriedly.

Liang Yue rushed under the hot shower, his red and slender body leaning against the wall, his eyes tightly closed.

Hearing Yuan Yang knock on the door, he replied in a muffled voice, "I'm fine."

Yuan Yang frowned, "Liang Yue, come out first, I have something to tell you."

"Let's just say that." Liang Yue responded indifferently, feeling a little annoyed.

Yuan Yang had nowhere to vent his anger, so he suppressed his irritability and whispered, "Can you come out?"

"I'm not going out!" Liang Yue finally yelled out of control

"You!" Yuan Yang's pent-up anger broke out completely, and he couldn't help yelling at him, "Can you fucking do it?"

After Yuan Yang yelled, he heard the rustling sound of getting dressed in the bathroom, and a moment later, the bathroom door was kicked open with a bang.

Liang Yue stood at the door, his face covered with steaming drops of water, staring at Yuan Yang, his Adam's apple trembled, "What the hell are you doing?"

Yuan Yang grabbed Liang Yue's clothes, dragged him from the bathroom door to the middle of the room, pointed to the scattered painting utensils all over the floor, took a deep breath, and said in a low voice, "What tools do you use for the exam tomorrow, I'll help you tidy."

Liang Yue laughed, and swayed towards the bed, "Do whatever you want."

"Stop!" Yuan Yang stretched out his hand to grab him again, "Liang Yue, listen to me, from now until the end of the exam tomorrow, you don't have to think about anything. After the exam, after the exam, whatever you want is up to you." OK!"

Liang Yue glanced sideways at Yuan Yang for a while, then raised the corners of his mouth and smiled, "Is it possible?"

"Liang Yue!" Yuan Yang closed his eyes uncomfortably, and said in a rough voice, "Liang Yue, I don't know how to coax people, I know you are uncomfortable, but you can't let them ruin you! If you are angry, just spit on me." , you can scold me, beat me, pinch me, kick me and kill me, as long as you feel happy!"

Liang Yue didn't speak, and stood still without moving.

"Liang Yue, we have overcome so many difficulties. You have always been optimistic, smart, and positive. You have always been a beacon in Yuan Yang's heart. If you are down, where can I find my way?" Yuan Yang was worried. There was crying in the voice.

Liang Yue's fingertips trembled, "Yuan Yang, Liang Jingheng slapped me on the left cheek before the coming-of-age ceremony, and Su Xinwei slapped me on the right cheek in the joint exam tomorrow. I don't want my whole face. I can't be a lighthouse. I can't light up."

"Okay." Yuan Yang nodded aggrievedly, sniffed, and squeezed Liang Yue's arm.

"Okay, anyway, we are together. If you fly, I will fly with you, and if you land, I will accompany you to land. Heaven doesn't want us, so I will accompany you to hell!"

Liang Yue turned to look at Yuan Yang, "What are you planning?"

"Nothing." Yuan Yang raised his eyebrows, and said with a laugh: "My boyfriend doesn't want to take the exam, so I won't take the exam. At worst, if I can't find a job in the future, I will set up a breakfast stand. I will fry fried dough sticks, you Make soy milk."

"Fuck..." Liang Yue laughed unbearably, "You don't even give me the fucking right to be sad, do you?"

"After the exam, after the exam, I will accompany you to grieve to the end!" Yuan Yang said with staring eyes.

"Forget it, I'll tidy up." Liang Yue frowned, smiled relievedly, turned around and walked over to start tidying up the painting utensils.

Yuan Yang also hurriedly got busy with him.

The two seemed to be back to the way they were before, talking and laughing, as if the previous incident had never happened.

But in the middle of the night, lying on the pitch-black bed, the two of them were affected by the quiet atmosphere around them and felt a little lonely.

At this time in the past, they should be rolling passionately together doing warm-up exercises.

Today, no one touched anyone.

Liang Yue faced the side of the wall, and kept his eyes open in a daze. After a long time, he was silent: "Yuan Yang, my optimism is all fake."

"Yeah, I know." Yuan Yang turned to face him, "Liang Yue, I'm just pretending to be cruel, we are a match made in heaven to pretend to be tough."

Liang Yue originally wanted to take advantage of the atmosphere to be sad, but when Yuan Yang said this, his mode of preparing to be sad instantly changed into a mode of smirking.

Liang Yuele, who always had a low smile, shook his shoulders, "Tell me something that will make me cry?"

"Okay." Yuan Yang leaned closer, hugged Liang Yue tightly in his arms from behind, and said with tears on purpose, "I'm so pitiful. Once my boyfriend is upset, I lose my sex life. There are still people in this world Am I such a poor person?"

"Fuck!" Liang Yue twitched with a smile, turned around, and twisted Yuan Yang's face, "Yuan Yang, you've changed, you've become so funny."

"I learned from you." Yuan Yang couldn't help laughing, he pulled Liang Yue's hand into his palm, "Liang Yue, you always tease me like this when I'm sad, have you forgotten?"

Liang Yue pulled out his hand and hugged Yuan Yang tightly, resting his forehead on his shoulder.

"Yuan Yang, I'm disgusting, that bastard kissed my neck, I feel so dirty."

"Oh." Yuan Yang patted him on the back, and said nonchalantly, "Then tomorrow I'll buy a stick and rub it on my neck, then we'll be equally dirty."

"Pfft... that's fine, I don't feel bad anymore." Liang Yue stuck in Yuan Yang's shoulder and couldn't stop laughing.

"Is it really not uncomfortable?" Yuan Yang asked.

"Well, it's not uncomfortable." Liang Yue said with a smile.

Yuan Yang held his face out, leaned forward and kissed his lips.

"Liang Yue, no matter what happens in the future, let's carry it together."

"En." Liang Yue closed his eyes and responded.

Yuan Yang stopped talking, opened Liang Yue's soft lips, stuck his slippery tongue into his mouth, and wrapped it gently in his mouth.

Liang Yue's breathing became rapid along with Yuan Yang's.

A young body is full of energy. The two of them had just exercised vigorously not long ago, and a wet kiss just started made them excited again.

"This time, you fuck me." Liang Yue gasped.

Yuan Yang paused for three seconds, then suddenly smiled, hugged Liang Yue tightly and said, "The exam is tomorrow, don't worry about it today, go to sleep."

"Okay, then sleep." Liang Yue calmed down for a while and fell asleep peacefully.

This sleep was fairly solid, Liang Yue woke up in Yuan Yang's arms.

The two checked the time and hurriedly got up.

"I'll make breakfast." Yuan Yang jumped into the kitchen.

Liang Yue pushed him, "Let me do it."

"If you want to fight a battle, whoever wins will do it?" Yuan Yang raised his eyebrows and asked.

"Don't do it, let's do it together!" Liang Yue said with staring eyes.

"Okay, okay, Liang Shaoxia is number one in the world, I will listen to you." Yuan Yang gave in with a smile.

Yuan Yang took four eggs from the refrigerator, "Two for each person, do you eat boiled or fried?"

"It's fried, I'll fry it." Liang Yue rolled up his sleeves and prepared the hot pot.

"Can you fry it? The last time I heated up milk, it turned into a chocolate crust." Yuan Yang said doubtfully.

Liang Yue stared at him, "Don't keep mentioning my black history, okay? Cooking skills are all learned."

Yuan Yang chuckled, "Okay, then you can cook eggs, I'll cook noodles."

The oil was crackling in the hot pan, and Liang Yue waved the spatula, jumping around to avoid the bursting oil.

Four eggs, three of which were fried into Oreos, and one that was dripping with soup that looked like chicken shit.

Yuan Yang couldn't bear to turn off the fire for him, and pointed at the kitchen door angrily, "You, get out!"

"It's getting hot, it's getting hot, can't I fry it again?" Liang Yue sincerely begged for mercy.

"Get out!" Yuan Yang pushed him out mercilessly, "If you mess up again, delay the exam!"

Liang Yue sat down at the dining table and waited obediently, then raised a chopstick and knocked on an empty bowl next to him.

"Are you an idiot? Are you disgusted by your boyfriend? You can't even fry an egg. What else do you think you can do?"

"You can still get a high score!" Yuan Yang came out of the kitchen with a plate and bowl, and sat down in front of Liang Yue to have a bowl of steaming noodles.

Liang Yue looked at the four golden fried eggs on the plate in the middle of the table, and flattened his mouth in dissatisfaction.

"What's the big deal, isn't it just an fried egg? I can't during the day, but I can at night."

"Pfft...cough cough." Yuan Yang just stuffed a mouthful of noodles back into the corner of his mouth in an instant, "Liang milk bun, do you fucking eat it or not?"

"Eat, eat." Liang Yue suppressed his laughter, and hurriedly started eating with his bowl in his arms.

I ate breakfast happily and had plenty of time.

The two of them took their painting tools and rushed to the examination room without any haste.

After practicing for so long, success or failure depends on this day.

The gate of the Nanying Academy of Fine Arts still faces south, but there are a bunch of people yelling at the gate.

The third middle school's art examination room was set up here, and Li Xinze was waiting at the door early in the morning, while Hao Tian and the others were talking around him.

Li Xinze saw Yuan Yang and Liang Yue from afar, waved his hands and shouted at them, "This is it!"

Yuan Yang and Liang Yueshou rushed over with their painting tools.

"Have you two had breakfast?" Li Xinze asked concerned, then pointed to a large incubator by the wall.

"I brought buns and eggs, I'm afraid you might not have time to eat."

"We have eaten at home." Liang Yue said.

Li Xinze nodded reassuringly, and the hands that patted the two of them on the shoulders did not know whether they were excited or nervous, but they were shaking quite badly anyway.

"Don't be afraid, you two don't be nervous, draw slowly and don't worry..." Li Xinze didn't know what else to tell him, and he kept repeating these few words, "Don't be nervous, don't be anxious, don't be afraid."

Yuan Yang and Liang Yue weren't nervous at first, but Li Xinze's serious order made their hearts twitch.

"Don't worry, Mr. Li, we are sure." Liang Yue comforted him thoughtfully.

"Ah, Liang Yue's psychological quality has been relatively stable in the exam." Li Xinze praised him, and then looked at Yuan Yang worriedly.

Yuan Yang smiled confidently, "Mr. Li, my major is fine."

"Ah, all right." Li Xinze was finally relieved, "As long as there's no problem, I'll make the most of your fusion and breakthrough skills, and the teacher will cheer you on outside!"

The two were taken aback and almost laughed out loud.

In the morning, sketch and color were tested first, and the content was still life plus portraits. Yuan Yang and Liang Yue sat next to each other, feeling extremely at ease.

Originally, the two of them always sat together in the studio of No. [-] Middle School, but now it is a serious examination room, and it feels the same as usual.

Participating in the training class is not for nothing. They are very familiar with the style and key points of the works admitted by the UK and the United States, and they have mastered the key points of the rigorous training.

After overcoming all kinds of difficulties, my mentality is completely relaxed, and my attention is all focused on the work.

In the morning's two items, everyone performed well. Before handing in the works, they looked at each other and gave each other a thumbs up.

At noon, I had lunch with Li Xinze. Li Xinze drank a large bottle of beer happily when he heard that they played well.

"Afternoon is for sketching and free play. You must pay attention to the time when sketching, only 20 minutes."

Yuan Yang and Liang Yue looked at each other and smiled, they drew all 90 sketches in half a day, 20 minutes was a piece of cake.

Before entering the examination room, Liang Yue lay on the railing of the corridor, looked at the candidates coming and going downstairs, and asked casually, "Yuan Yang, how are the people in the same examination room as us this morning?"

"I didn't look closely, but they all seem to be quite good." Yuan Yang also said lying beside him.

Liang Yue nodded and pursed his lips, "Yuan Yang, your profession has always been excellent, so you don't have to worry."

"Who says I'm not worried." Yuan Yang looked at Liang Yue and smiled, "Actually, I'm quite nervous, but with you by my side, I'm not afraid of anything."

Liang Yue gripped the railing and frowned, "Actually, I'm nervous too, I can't calm down."

Yuan Yang was stunned. Liang Yue was confident in every exam in the past. It was the first time he heard him say that the exam was nervous, Yuan Yang couldn't believe it, "Liang Yue, you're fine."

"Who knows." Liang Yue lowered his head and smiled, "I may be getting less and less confident."

Liang Yue obviously hasn't gotten rid of what happened yesterday, Yuan Yang felt a pain in his heart, he didn't care if anyone around them was looking at them, he reached out and grabbed Liang Yue's hand, "Liang Yue, don't think so much, as long as When we're together, it doesn't matter what happens."

Liang Yue smiled comfortably, "It's okay, I'll just talk casually."

A chunky figure passed behind them, suddenly took a few steps back, tilted his head and looked at them.

"Hi, Yuanyang Liangyue!" The man excitedly raised his hand and patted them.

The two looked back, "Erhu!"

I didn't expect to meet my roommate during the training camp, and the three of them were very excited.

"Erhu, why didn't I see you this morning?" Liang Yue said with a smile.

"I'm in the examination room at the top." Erhu pointed to a studio at the end of the corridor, "Hey, how did you two paint this morning?"

"It's okay." Yuan Yang said.

"You two must be fine, you drew so well during the intensive training class," Erhu nodded in praise, "Oh, yes, my invigilator in the morning is Teacher Yan Yan."

"Really?" Liang Yue was very pleasantly surprised, "I haven't seen Teacher Yan for a long time, and I still miss him, are you still so serious?"

"It's still the same, the country is easy to change and the nature is hard to change." Erhu smiled, "I'll go there first, I hope we can all be admitted to Britain and the United States."

After the erhu left, Yuan Yang and Liang Yue lay on the railing for a while, until the bell for entering the examination room rang, and they punched each other confidently and entered the examination room with a smile.

As soon as they entered the door, the invigilator followed behind.

When the two turned their heads, they were taken aback at the same time. The invigilator looked too familiar and kind.

A warm smile filled with warm brown eyes was reflected, it was none other than Lin Mu who was jealous of them.

Lin Mu raised his eyes and saw them, and his eyes became warm and joyful for a moment, especially when he looked at Liang Yue.

There are actually quite a lot of examination rooms in Britain and the United States, and there are also a lot of invigilators, so it is really a coincidence that we can bump into each other.

Liang Yue happily waved his hands to Lin Mu, and whispered hello: "Teacher Lin."

Lin Mu nodded and reminded them in a low voice, "Hurry up and prepare for the exam."

The first scene is sketching, which is already easy for them.

The prescribed time for the exam was 25 minutes. The two of them each picked a corner with feelings, moved their pens quickly, and successfully completed the work in a short time.

The second round is free play. The so-called free play is a test of the art students' personal strengths.

There is no doubt that Yuan Yang is good at traditional Chinese painting.

As for Liang Yue, he also prepared all the tools for oil painting yesterday.

Because the works drawn by the two were different, they separated in the examination room, and Yuan Yang went to the place with tables and chairs in front.

Spread out a piece of felt, unfold a piece of rice paper, put out various types of brushes, and adjust the required Chinese paints.

With a brush dipped in ink, Yuan Yang skillfully swiped a brush on the rice paper with a well-thought-out mind, quite a bit of the demeanor of Weichu Xia.

Liang Yue sat at the back with an easel, picked out the most suitable one from a row of brushes, dyed it, and quickly swept the color blocks on the canvas.

The two of them had practiced their free-hand works repeatedly before, and now they just draw again based on their proficiency.

Lin Mu walked around among the examinees admiring the works, sometimes smiling gently, sometimes nodding.

When he walked up to Yuan Yang, Lin Mu tilted his head and took a closer look.

Yuan Yang used dry ink to rub out the remaining leaves one by one, and then used thick ink to draw a few vigorous branches willfully.

Lin Mu still can't tell what he is painting, but judging from the blank composition and brushwork of the picture, it is still full of charm.

Lin Mu nodded with a smile, and turned to another place.

Liang Yue painted very quickly, a white paper plane was flying in the blue sky, and a little boy was running on the green grass.

Behind the little boy... was supposed to be a loving man and woman holding hands for a walk.

Liang Yue had painted this painting many times at home, and it could even be said that he had painted it for many years.

But today, when he was writing to fill in the couple, he suddenly felt a throbbing pain on his cheek.

The left cheek, the right cheek, his face, were slapped by this couple, like the oil that bursts from frying eggs in the morning, it hit the heart directly, and the pain was so hot that it was so painful.

There was such a fuss in front of Su Xinwei yesterday, it is estimated that Su Xinwei will not want him again.

It's hard to say whether Liang Jingheng wants him or not.

On the surface, this couple looks very beautiful, but they are extremely irresponsible married men and women. They don't know which muscle is wrong, and Liang Yue is born out of nowhere, but what they give him is endless loneliness and sadness.

The exam time passed by every minute and every second, but Liang Yue was holding the pen, staring at the blank space on the painting, motionless and dazed.

When Lin Mu turned to him, he was still in a daze, and he didn't even notice that there was someone standing behind him.

Seeing that Liang Yue's painting was an oil painting, Lin Mu stood closer to him, bent down and took a closer look at his painting.

Liang Yue's colors have always been top-notch, and Lin Mu appreciates him very much, but he has never seen Liang Yue paint oil paintings, and this is the first time he has seen them in this exam.

As the head teacher of the British and American oil painting department, Lin Mu knows late autumn when he sees a leaf. After seeing Liang Yue's colors in the intensive training class, he imagined that his oil paintings must be good. This time, after a closer look, Lin Mu did not disappoint.

Liang Yue's technique is quite characteristic, and the composition is also very particular. Coupled with rich colors, there is a small piece of blank space in a work that looks very good overall.

Lin Mu squinted his eyes, glanced at Liang Yue, and squinted again, only to realize that Liang Yue was in a daze.

If it wasn't an examination room, Lin Mu might ask him why he didn't continue to draw if he needed to avoid suspicion.

But now he can't ask, the empty piece on the painting makes him feel very uncomfortable, Lin Mu put his hand on Liang Yue's shoulder, and squeezed it lightly.

Liang Yue came back to his senses after being pinched by him, and turned to look at Lin Mu.

Lin Mu lip-synced to him, "Draw quickly."

Liang Yue hurriedly nodded, changed the pen and dipped it in another color, and added another running little boy in the empty space.

It was supposed to be a work of a family of three, but now it has become a little boy chasing a paper airplane, while another little boy is chasing the boy in front.

Lin Mu watched him finish the painting, smiled with satisfaction and reassurance, and then turned and left.