Shelf life love

Peppermint popsicles that cost one yuan each, not really mint, are full of essence and coloring, Qi Lin gnawed off half of it, and the other half gradually melted in the temperature of twenty degrees, it was already crumbling, but it was shattered when it was slapped like this , The ice slag either melted on the boy's shirt, or fell down the shirt.

"Brother Lin!" Jiang Yue was so frightened that he almost bit off the popsicle stick, "I said you can't eat this kind of stick, if you want to eat it, you can eat white ice! You must eat mint! Look how bright it melts! Blue and green Blue-green! There’s green in the blue, blue in the green! Damn we must be poisoned! Look at my tongue, isn’t it the same color as this buddy’s chest?”

As he spoke, Jiang Yue stuck out his blue-green tongue.

Qi Lin: "..."

Is this the time to discuss poisoning or not?

The girl who asked for directions ran away, and the last piece of ice melted on the boy's chest.

Qi Lin couldn't bear to look directly and looked away.

At any rate, Jiang Yue was right in saying one sentence, this is really blue with green, it is green with blue.

The surrounding air pressure seemed to be getting lower, Jiang Yue took out his mobile phone to take a picture of his tongue, and muttered blindly: "Oh, I'm really poisoned, Brother Lin, the heartbroken grass on TV is this color."

Qi Lin ignored him, wanted to wipe the boy's face, touched in his trouser pocket, but found that the paper he was carrying had been used up while eating cold noodles.

Grass!This is really a time to hate less paper!

But Qi Lin couldn't be troubled by this little trouble.

Ever since he was a child, Qi Lin didn't dare to say goodbye, but he definitely caused a lot of trouble.If there are too many troubles, the psychological quality will be better, and the ability to adapt on the spot will be stronger.

Isn't it just soiling other people's clothes?

He washes!

Working with paint is a must when learning to paint, and it is common for clothes to get dirty.

He has already washed out his experience, and even strong washing powder and bleach are placed in the classroom.

"Brother, I'm sorry." He smiled very sincerely, "I made your clothes dirty. Now, take off your shirt, and I'll wash it for you now."

The boy stared at him with an unclear expression, like looking at an annoying parrot.

Before he could continue talking, the boy frowned slightly and turned to leave.

"Hey, don't rush away!" Qi Lin hurriedly took a step and stood in front of the boy, "It's just dyed and easy to wash, I promise to wash it for you. Are you wearing a vest under it? Don't waste time, just wash it off." Difficult to wash."

The boy said coldly: "No need."

As soon as Qi Lin heard it, he understood that this man was angry and didn't want to talk nonsense with him.

But this matter is his fault, he has always been aboveboard and does not take advantage of others.

Don't you just feel that it is not clean?Okay, then don't wash it, and it's over if he doesn't pay for it!

How much is a white shirt?It costs 500 yuan.

His most expensive shirt was bought by Qi Han, and it was only 500 yuan.

Although he doesn't have much pocket money, he has been diligent and frugal since he learned to paint. In addition, after the Spring Festival, the small treasury has been particularly bulging recently, and it is not a problem to pay for a shirt.

"Sorry, I'm in charge of your shirt." Qi Lin raised his chin, his handsome face deliberately put on a tugging expression, "How much is it, I'll give it to you."

The boy's indifferent gaze stayed on his face for a short while, then he left without saying a word.

Qi Lin who was left in place: "...huh?"

What do you mean?Not even losing money?

"Hey!"

Qi Lin still wanted to chase, but was held back by Jiang Yue, "Forget it, brother Lin. They don't want your money anymore, so you still want to beat him up?"

Qi Lin was surprised, "Do I seem to be going to beat him up?"

I obviously apologized to him!

"Isn't it?" Jiang Yue imitated Qi Lin's way of raising his chin just now, "It looks like a fight."

Qi Lin stared at Jiang Yue's mean face, "Fuck, your expression is really awkward!"

"Didn't I learn from you?"

"You can't learn the expression of a handsome guy."

Qi Lin thought for a while, and understood why Jiang Yue said he seemed to be looking for trouble.

He was wild in junior high school, and there was no one on the school team who was wild, and he fought several times in group fights.

Group fights don't pay attention to skills, but to imposing manner, and when they meet each other, their nostrils are turned upside down, and it is written all over their faces-come on, I will fuck you to death!

It's natural to get used to it, he might be talking to that boy with this kind of momentum.

That's why people were scared away by him, and they didn't even want money.

Qi Lin scratched his temples, feeling that he hadn't done a good job in this matter.

But the person has already slipped away, and if he comes to the door again, he will be suspected of harassment.

"It's a good thing you scare people away." Jiang Yue's family is in business, and he is a small nouveau riche. He knows a little about clothes and shoes. "I just observed with my sharp eyes. That buddy's shirt is a famous brand."

Qi Lin was quite surprised, "Huh? How much?"

Jiang Yue held up three fingers, "Less talk is three thousand."

Qi Lin: "Huh?"

Jiang Yue sighed in relief, "So let me tell you, brother Lin, your murderous aura is just right, otherwise if he really asks you to pay, you will be miserable."

Qi Lin looked suspiciously in the direction where the boy disappeared.

Three thousand?

It's not that he can't afford to pay three thousand.

It's a little heartache.

"But he's good-looking." Jiang Yue himself was ordinary-looking, and he was full of yearning for handsome boys, wishing to take off other people's face and stick it on his own.

It is said that he came to learn painting in order to one day improve his painting skills and draw a Pan An face for himself.

Qi Lin couldn't understand this kind of psychology, and said as he walked, "I mentioned him to you last time."

It took Jiang Yue a long time to think of it, "Ah, that handsome guy who made a relationship with you?"

Qi Lin: "Yes."

Jiang Yue: "Then your beams are bigger now?"

Qi Lin thought about the interest class again, "Yuezi, help me find out which class that buddy is in."

"Are you still thinking about fighting? Come on, this is a university."

"Who wants to fight! I just want to know who he is."

A week passed, Jiang Yue didn't find out who the boy was, but brought another news.

The Academy of Fine Arts holds an art exhibition from the end of April to the beginning of June every year. All students of the Academy of Fine Arts and students in the interest classes of the Academy of Fine Arts can participate. Art lovers in the society are also welcome to sign up.

This art exhibition was originally an exhibition of graduates' works, one for each student, and it was arranged in the art gallery.Later, it evolved year by year and developed into the most grand event of the Academy of Fine Arts throughout the year.

The works of graduates are still exhibited in the Art Museum, and other particularly outstanding works can also enter the Art Museum, while the works of other junior students, students in interest classes, and social figures are exhibited in the South District Student Plaza.

There are not only well-painted paintings on the square, but also people painting on the spot, with a strong artistic atmosphere.In that atmosphere, even beginners often can't help but make a fool of themselves.

"Brother Lin, will you participate?" Jiang Yue asked.

Their class is a basic class. Everyone has only studied for half a year, and they are a little stage frightened. No one has signed up for the time being.

Qi Lin was the first one, "Participate, what are you afraid of?"

"There are a lot of bosses at the scene." Jiang Yue said: "I heard from people in the intermediate class that the bosses think that the art museum is not lively enough, so they like to gather in the square. Our paintings are in front of them, that is the graffiti of mentally handicapped children .”

"Tsk——" Qi Lin patted Jiang Yue's shoulder, "Who doesn't learn from the basics? Be confident, confident men are the most handsome, understand?"

At this time, a girl in the class looked at them.

Qi Lin immediately lowered his voice and said, "My sister is looking at us, do you know why?"

Jiang Yue was confused, "Why?"

Qi Lin: "Because our self-confidence is very handsome in her eyes!"

Jiang Yue tasted it for a long time, "Brother Lin is awesome, he has benefited a lot!"

For a long time later, Jiang Yue felt that he knew why Qi Lin became a top student in No. [-] Middle School—because Qi Lin was very confident.

It was only later that Jiang Yue realized that it was actually because Qi Lin was so handsome.

Another Friday has arrived.

After school, Chen Jinsi hooked Qi Lin's shoulder, "Brother Lin, how about going out for spring tomorrow?"

It is the peak spring season at the end of April, and flowers are flying everywhere in Yuecheng.It will heat up in May, and this is the last time for spring.

"Not tomorrow." Qi Lin said, "I have to learn painting on Saturdays and Sundays, and it's not like you don't know about it. And there will be an art exhibition at the Academy of Fine Arts tomorrow, so I signed up."

"Damn, why aren't you tired yet?" Chen Jinsi said, "Your passion lasted too long for these 3 minutes."

Qi Lin smiled, "So you lost, and I brought all 100 yuan, and I treat you to cold noodles."

"Then are you sure you won't go out with us tomorrow?" Zou Jiao leaned on the edge of the table, "Old Qi, you are leaving the organization."

Qi Lin also feels that they don't get along very well these days, and the iron-blood brotherhood has become a plastic brotherhood.

But he was unwilling to let him skip the art exhibition, so he said: "How about this, you come to the Academy of Fine Arts for spring, the lotus in Haichao Lake is about to bloom, and there is Youzi Mountain in the North District, and the peach blossoms on the mountain have not yet bloomed. I am a student Painting in the square, call me when you arrive, I will take you to eat the cold noodles at the door at noon, and go hiking together in the afternoon."

Zou Jiao thought for a while, "Are there many girls in the Academy of Fine Arts?"

Chen Jinsi immediately said: "Alright, alright, let's go to the Academy of Fine Arts!"

Qi Lin thought proudly, he is really a social talent, and he is worthy of both friendship and hobbies.

Qi Wenjiu and Cui Yi were both busy with work and were on business trips. On Saturday morning, Qi Lintian woke up at dawn, baked a milk cake for himself, brought a water bottle and painting utensils, and rushed to the Academy of Fine Arts.

Before nine o'clock, there were many people in the student square, and Jiang Yue also arrived.

It was the first time for their elementary class to participate in an art exhibition. They were all stage frightened and dared not go it alone, insisting on forming a small group.

Qi Lin didn't care, so let's do it, he put the drawing board on the edge of the small group, everything was ready, and he started to paint.

Zou Jiao and the others slept in late on weekends, and it was almost 11:30 when they arrived at the Academy of Fine Arts.

Qi Lin painted for more than two hours, and his clothes and hands were covered with paint. After receiving the call, he talked to Jiang Yue and walked towards Xiaonanmen.

But as soon as he squeezed out from the student square, Qi Lin caught a familiar figure from the back.

It was the boy whose shirt was stained by him!

Qi Lin didn't even think about it, and immediately chased after him.But there were too many people in front of him, so he squeezed for a long time, but the distance became farther and farther away. He saw the boy carrying the drawing board and walking towards the North District.

If you finally meet, you must chase after it.

Based on the principle of being responsible for people's shirts, Qi Lin squeezed and called Zou Jiao, telling them to eat cold noodles with their stomachs open, and he would pay for it later.

Zou Jiao: "..."

"What's the matter?" Chen Jinsi asked, "When will Brother Lin come?"

Zou Jiao: "Let's eat first, and he will pay the bill."

Chen Jinsi was silent for a long time, and suddenly said: "Fuck! Brother Lin must have seen a beautiful woman and was hooked away by her!"

At this time, Qi Lin had chased him to the foot of Youzi Mountain in the North District.The boy's shadow flickered and disappeared into the peach forest.