Learn about the human body

Nearly a hundred students participated in the painting of the graffiti wall.There is no limit to the style and theme, but the design draft needs to be reviewed by the person in charge to ensure that the content is positive and healthy.

The persons in charge are all school cadres, and Tang Qizhen only knew Fu Yansheng, so he had to report to him.

His design draft is Fairy Tale Town.

When I was a child, I watched my father design the Dream Town, which was so beautiful that even a boy could be moved by him, but thinking about it now, I still feel itchy.

After passing the review, when Tang Qizhen was about to say goodbye to Fu Yansheng, he sent a sudden message: I'm on your team.

ha?Tang Qizhen slowly sent a series of question marks.

He replied: I am busy with my studies and have no time.

Isn't this a free prostitution?Tang Qizhen could feel the other party's righteous appearance through the screen.

He cursed in his heart.

However, he obediently reported his spare time to Fu Yansheng.

On the day when the graffiti wall started, both of them happened to be free.Tang Qizhen just woke up from the hypnotic spell of art history, and went straight to his destination.

Fu Yansheng was already there, directing the scene with other seniors and distributing paints.As soon as he approached, he was greeted by a pungent smell from the other party before he even had time to say hello.

"Cough—" he choked violently, the tip of his nose was covered with chemical reagents, as if he could peel off a layer of skin.

Fu Yansheng squeezed out from the crowd, and glanced at him lightly: "Come?"

The taste is stronger.

"What does it smell like?" He quickly covered his nose.

"Formalin."

Tang Qizhen was taken aback for a moment, his impression of the name was only on the freshness of the corpse.

"You... just finished anatomy class?"

"Hmm." Fu Yansheng lowered his head subconsciously when he heard the words, fiddling with his slender fingers, as if he still had something to say.

That must have touched the body.Tang Qizhen's mind was full of his hand-drawn anatomical diagrams, and he couldn't care less about the pungent smell: "Do you have a diagram? Let me see..."

Before he finished speaking, the other party's icy eyes came over.

"Photography is not allowed in the anatomy classroom."

It can give people a chill down their backs in broad daylight.

"No, no," Tang Qizhen quickly explained, "I want to read your anatomy report. That time I accidentally saw the senior's drawing, it's like a textbook on the human body."

Fu Yansheng snorted when he heard the words, and didn't know what question he was answering, then he took a few steps forward and stood beside him.

"Is that wall okay?"

Tang Qizhen walked in the direction of his finger and reached out to touch it.The walls are all painted uniformly, there is no distinction between good and bad.

"Okay, that's fine." He nodded.

"Then let's get started. I have class in the afternoon." Fu Yansheng kicked the paint aside, then brought the folding ladder, "Shaping first."

"You want to climb up?" Tang Qizhen moved a little to the side to make room.

Fu Yansheng looked up and down the wall for a while, then nodded casually.

"Let me do it, it's not easy to compose such a large wall."

"No," he resolutely refused, "I don't want to send you to the hospital again with your hands and feet."

Tang Qizhen was taken aback for a moment, and then he realized that this guy was talking about his twisted foot, and he felt guilty.

"Uh, that was an accident." He scratched his head dumbfoundingly, "It's considered a devotion to art."

"But I don't want to be responsible for you." Fu Yansheng's eyes still fell on the wall, as if he said something casually, but he was full of disgust.

"..." Tang Qizhen shut up obediently, stood beside him awkwardly for a while, and asked, "Why did you paint on it first?"

"Climbing heights is risky, so it's best to paint during the day."

That's right, Tang Qizhen nodded in approval when he heard the words, and heard him say: "I'll draw the second quadrant first, and you can give me the screenshot of the original manuscript."

"Ah?" Hearing the mathematical terms, Tang Qizhen didn't react immediately.

Fu Yansheng didn't say much, picked up the tape measure and pencil from the ground, stretched them with a stab, and pressed one hand on the wall to trace along the ruler.

"Use it as the origin to build the system." After completing a series of actions, he pointed to the thick point in the center.

Only then did Tang Qizhen understand, he quickly took out the tablet, built a reference line with a simple version of PS, divided it into four pieces as he said, and sent the picture over.

Fu Yansheng said "hmm" again, took out a pair of medical gloves from his pocket and put them on unhurriedly.

Is this guy a glove ATM?Tang Qizhen slandered secretly, and also took out a box of chewing gum from his pocket, peeled off a piece, stuffed it into his mouth, and began to chew briskly.

This is his habit, he must eat chewing gum when painting, otherwise he will feel bored.

The senior was standing next to him, he was a little embarrassed to chew hard by himself, he hesitated for a few seconds, and he handed it over: "Senior, would you like a piece?"

Hearing this, Fu Yansheng pulled his eyes away from his fingers, and glanced slowly from the corner of his eye.

Then he seemed to be choking on something, and coughed lightly.

"What?" Tang Qizhen looked down, but also fell silent.

The slogan of this chewing gum is "Peppermint Adventure, Cooler and Longer Lasting", but because he covered the part with his fingers when he handed it, only the words "Great Adventure" and "Longer Lasting" were left exposed.

Coupled with the simple and abstract blue, white and black lines, it looks like at first glance...

Even if Xiao Tang has never used it, he has seen it before, shrank his neck in embarrassment: "That..."

"I don't eat chewing gum." Fu Yansheng reacted quickly, enunciating the words clearly, with the accent at the end, "Hurry up and start."

Tang Qizhen was still a little embarrassed, but then turned into anger: The senior's reaction just now was definitely wrong at first glance.

Damn, is my pure boy, Tang Xiaozhen, this kind of person in your eyes?

But Fu Yansheng slowly climbed up the ladder and sat down as if nothing had happened.

Tang Qizhen also blew a bubble, picked up a pencil and lay down on the wall to draw.

The cat tossed and turned for a while, he felt a little dizzy, and only after he regained his thoughts did he hear someone else gossip.

"It's so beautiful, the senior sitting there is a painting, I'm still drawing a fart!" "Who is that person next to him, I'm so sour, I also want to cooperate with the senior."...

Many people cast their gazes at him, to be precise, they should all be looking at the person sitting on the ladder next to him.

Tang Qizhen took advantage of the situation and glanced at him, only two legs hanging on the stainless steel ladder were in his field of vision at the same level as his eyes.

Yellow leather sneakers, dark blue jeans, and a long-sleeved shirt with a thin black and white checkered top. The hem is tucked into the waistband of the trousers, making the legs look a little longer.

The pencil was held high in his hand, and he drew lines on the wall with gentle and graceful movements.Despite the noise around him, he still carefully sketched with half-down eyes, as if he was polishing a work of art.

It turned out that he had learned sketching.

Tang Qizhen's eyes trembled, and he almost swallowed the chewing gum.

This may be the case for excellent people, even if they stand there still, their bodies are still shining.

He lowered his eyes again, and found that there was still a length of white sports socks exposed under the dark trousers, which tightly wrapped his ankles.

After all, he is a medical student, and he pays so much attention to every detail.

Tang Qizhen couldn't help being envious, his heart was empty again, and he continued to draw lines with his head buried.

The second time was interrupted by the vibrating ring of the mobile phone. He subconsciously touched his pocket and found that there was no movement.

"Don't look, it's mine." Fu Yansheng was condescending, easily captured his every move, took off a glove, and flicked across the screen.

"I'm going to class, it's up to you."

After finishing speaking, Fu Yansheng had already climbed down the ladder.After sitting on it for a long time, his legs felt a little numb, and when he landed, his body tilted slightly.

"Senior, be careful!" Tang Qizhen subconsciously wanted to help him.

Unexpectedly, his fingers were not even touched, so he turned sideways to avoid it.

"You?" Tang Qizhen was speechless.

"Your hands are dirty." Fu Yansheng frowned in disgust, and slowly took off the other glove with his palm sideways.

This, this, this!Tang Qizhen lowered his head and looked at his hand. From the outer side of the little finger and ring finger to the wrist, there was finely crushed lead powder, which was pitch black.

He laughed helplessly—he was forced to get used to these things as early as the training camp.

Lead dust covered the ground in one hand, multicolored mud in between the nails, holed slippers as a pen holder, more than just tears.

Being an art student is really hard.

Fu Yansheng obviously couldn't accept it. He took out a sealed bag from his schoolbag and threw the gloves into it. Then he took out a palm-sized hand sanitizer from the side and rubbed his fingers slowly.

"..."

Excuse me, do you still have cleanliness when you are a doctor?

Tang Qizhen was also very disgusted: "You love cleanliness so much, what will you do if you encounter an emergency patient covered in blood? Die?"

Fu Yansheng didn't answer, leaned over to fiddle with the bicycle, and unlocked the chain with a click.

"Then you still think I'm dirty!"

"I am here to cure diseases and save people, not to bathe cats."

Fu Yansheng stepped on the bicycle with one foot, and rode away without looking back without saying a word.

What cat takes a bath?Tang Qizhen wanted to scratch his head in doubt, but when he saw the dirty paws, he made a sudden movement and understood something.

Fuck!Whoever steps on a horse is a little wild cat! ?

Give the cat a bath, I'll go to you#￥%Gobi!

Your uncle's!

Tang Qizhen rolled his eyes fiercely, and the goodwill he had cultivated with great difficulty was instantly wiped out.

You wait for me, believe it or not, I will draw you into an emoji!

Furious, he ran off to have dinner, and returned to work on the graffiti wall.

It's still good to draw.

By the time the line draft was finished as originally planned, it was already dark.The students left one after another, with only a few scattered shadows behind them.

Autumn in City C is particularly short. At the end of September, there is a chill in the wind, sandwiched between two tall buildings, with a fierce momentum, whistling past.

Tang Qizhen glanced back and was a little frightened.

After all, his main activities are mainly in the dormitory, dining hall and teaching building. The graffiti wall is close to the medical school, and the surrounding environment is very strange to him.

"It's getting late, everyone go back." A voice suddenly came from outside, and a silhouette pushing a bicycle came from behind the light.

It's Fu Yansheng.Tang Qizhen was already proficient at judging his voice.

But thinking about him makes me angry.

Seeing the seniors start to tidy up their things, Tang Qizhen kicked his hands in his pockets for a long time, and took advantage of his unpreparedness to sneak up from behind and patted him on the shoulder.

"need my help?"

"Anything you want." Fu Yansheng didn't lift his head.

In fact, Tang Qizhen was exhausted for a long time. Hearing what he said, he didn't show any politeness, and grabbed his schoolbag and ran away.

Fu Yansheng put all the sundries into the east warehouse, and rode back to bed.

The other three roommates arrived earlier than him.He went straight to his seat and put down his schoolbag, and was about to take off his coat, when he turned around and bumped into three roommates from the corner of his eye.

Looking at each other for a few seconds, he frowned: "What's wrong?"

The other two looked at each other, only Fei Zhibai gave him an embarrassed smile: "There is a note behind you."

Fu Yansheng blinked suspiciously, stretched out his hand to touch his back for a while, and pulled off a post-it note.

A cartoon cat with a hideous face was drawn on it.

dragon roaring

There is also a line of correct small characters below: If I turn into a cat, I will scratch you into the hospital! !

This fierce tone...

It goes without saying that it is Xiao Tang's masterpiece.

The corner of Fu Yansheng's mouth twitched, subconsciously kneading it into a ball.

"I didn't expect that, he also has such a time." "Shouldn't he fall in love..." the roommate whispered gossip.

He ignored them, and took the time to take off his clothes to give them a cold sideways glance.

The three shut up immediately.

After sitting down, he stared at the ball of paper for a long time, picked it up with his slender fingers, and slowly flattened it.

Since he was a child, he has always had a straight face, with a majesty and calmness beyond his peers.I have seen a lot of love letters, but those who dare to stick notes on themselves...

This little thing has made an inch of it.

What happened last time when he twisted his foot was really cheap for him.

You must know that as a school-level cadre and a top ten person in the medical department, such a mentally retarded work mistake is simply a shame.

Fortunately, there was still a teacher up there, and the president didn't do anything to him in the end.

Itchy skin is a disease and must be cured.Fu Yansheng lowered his head and snorted coldly, folded the note in half and then in half, flattened the edges and corners, and stuffed it into the pencil case.