Fangzhong of the day

Fu Jianxi went back to school, ate in the cafeteria, and then entered the studio.I skipped an oil painting appreciation class.I can't talk about whether I'm in a good mood, but I'm not in the mood to sit in a crowded place.

There are three or two people in the studio, not necessarily from the same class, anyway, no matter where Fu Jianxi is, he doesn't know him, he doesn't even recognize the dozens of people in his class.

There are large expanses of blue on the drawing board, the azure sky, the blue sea of ​​the lake, and a trace of white interspersed between the two kinds of blue, which are sparkling waves and white clouds.Four hours passed, the sky was nothing but soft white clouds... and the sea was nothing but the seemingly dancing waves!

Two hours ago, Fu Jianxi felt that the ring finger of the hand holding the pen was twitching and numb. Holding the pen for a long time seemed abnormal. This feeling did not come at all abruptly.

The phone was placed on the side of the color palette, the screen lit up, and there was a message about Dajian.

Dajian: [Wait for me after school and have dinner. 】

Fu Jianxi: [Taekwondo gym! 】

Dajian: [Fuck! ! ! 】

In the deep sea, the waves danced slightly.Calm sky, white clouds move slowly.As far as the eyes can see, everything is so calm and indifferent, and everything is secretly turbulent.Once the sea is churning, the sparkling waves will turn into huge waves, which will sink and swallow all floating objects.Once thunder and lightning flash in the sky, the white clouds will turn into dark clouds, and the storm will wash and bury everything.

The brush strokes are bold and rough, but the tone has not changed, and there are only shades of blue and white.

It was close to five o'clock, and Fu Jianxi went to the Taekwondo club. There were very few people in the club at this time.The cafeteria and surrounding food streets are the most densely populated places.Coming out of the dressing room, Fu Jianxi put on an elastic vest on her upper body, a pair of loose and long pants on her lower body, and a pair of soft-soled shoes on her feet.Holding two pairs of boxing gloves in his hand, he walked towards a corner of the field.

"Pfft!" Dajian put his backpack on the ground, and the clothes he was wearing were of the same type as Fu Jianxi's but different styles. "I don't eat, I can't get up, you carry me out, let's visit your school's forum together tomorrow..." Dajian muttered, grabbing the boxing gloves on the ground and putting them on.

A few meters away from Dajian, Fu Jianxi slammed his fists on the sandbag fiercely, raised his legs and bent his knees, and quickly pressed against the sandbag, "Pfft, bang!" As if he didn't hear anyone talking to him behind him.The sweat on the back of the neck glued the hair into locks, and the bean-sized beads of sweat on the arms splashed on the ground as the body danced.The sweat-drenched vest bulged up with the frequency of the beating, and then fell back onto the sweat-soaked back.

"Hey!" Da Jian stood behind Fu Jianxi and yelled suddenly.The hands with the boxing gloves quickly made a defensive posture, and in the next second Fu Jianxi turned around and hit Da Jianmian's fist with his fist. "Fuck...fuck you to death!" Blocking Fu Jianxi's punch, when the opponent's fist was retracted, Dajian's other fist had already followed.

Dajian had to practice with him when he had no food, oh no, he was beaten. On the one hand, he felt that this kind of opportunity was once in a lifetime, but on the other hand, he was really annoyed because he was beaten by Fu Jianxi so helplessly.This kid seldom went insane for no reason. Most of the time, Dajian was the one who was educated by himself, and Lin Buyu was the one who educated him.

"Ah... that's fine, shit, just ask if you can eat first?" Dajian was sore and numb from the beating, and the corner of Fu Jianxi's mouth, which was scratched by his fist, was bloodshot mixed with sweat, which looked weird. "Don't fucking fight, let's eat." Dajian rested his fists on his knees, panting heavily, sweat dripping on the ground, and closed his eyes tightly to prevent the sweat from flowing into them.The glove was taken off, and it was still on the ground. There was a "bang!", and then he lay stiffly on his back on the floor.

"Tell me, who is unhappy with you? Uncle Fang? I heard from Yun Ge that he is abroad. Who? Your father?" Da Jian lay down on the floor with big characters, eyes closed, and his face flushed.

Fu Jianxi was sitting against the wall, her gloves were still in her hands, her head was hanging down, and her sweat-wet hair was scattered on her knees.

"Let's go today, right? You fucking tortured yourself, right?" Dajian asked and waited for a while before he got an answer, so he knew he had guessed right. "Fu Jianxi, can you tell me what's going on in your brain, don't let me play with you for [-] reasons?" Da Jian's tone calmed down.

"It's not masochism, at most it's an acceptance result." Fu Jianxi raised her head, her hair resting against the wall, her eyes were clear, the corners of her eyes were slightly red, the same color as her cheekbones.

"You..." What a pervert, Dajian swallowed the words back. "I never expected that!"

"Let him experience my feelings. This matter is not fair. Why am I always abandoned..." Fu Jianxi's tone was decisive, her expression calm.

"Hey, okay. You have to pay it back when you come out to hang out. They weren't as good as you back then..." Guilt, "He plotted against you, you pay him back. Since his skills are inferior to others, he has the posture of losing. Everyone can't see it. If you don't want to leave, let's send him away, no matter what."

"I don't want the ones that weren't given to me, and those who want to come back and miss me, I can't let him." Fu Jianxi said vaguely.

He didn't give him a home, he didn't give him the love of his parents, he didn't give him a sense of security, etc. These things or emotions that most children in the world should have, he lost them.Someone grows up with him and paves the way for him.He didn't care how or why they left.

Whether you don't ask, but it doesn't mean that they can still appear by his side at any time.

It is easy to leave, but there is no way to come back!

No matter where they are in the world, what kind of environment, just don't appear in front of me again.

Only!

The weather is getting hotter, and the May Day holiday will soon come, and the students are dressed refreshingly enough.Looking at the crowded streets, there is a youthful atmosphere everywhere.

"Sweet!" Dajian sucked a large chopsticks of hot and sour noodles into his mouth, raised his face and gasped, "The corner of his mouth is broken, you still insist on eating this, you are so fucking self-abuse." Dajian looked up The corners of Fu Jianxi's mouth are already swollen due to her own achievements.If this kid hadn't been absent-minded, he wouldn't have lost his appearance.In the end, it’s still not ruthless and thorough, and I hate it to death, which is very good!

"Don't talk nonsense." Fu Jianxi immersed herself in eating a bowl of noodles, slapped her chopsticks on the table, and squinted her eyes at Dajian.

Dajian felt that the soreness from being beaten had just dissipated, but when Fu Jianxi saw it, they all came back immediately. "If you have something to say, say it quickly, the eyes can't stand it!"

"Are you wearing my trousers?" Fu Jianxi squinted her eyes and asked, "Put them back in the closet without washing them, do you owe me enough to smoke?"

"Yeah! Didn't you wash it? Which pair? Levi's jeans, I washed them." Da Jian said with an innocent face, and found that Fu Jianxi's face became even colder. "Fuck, lie to me, insidious!"

"Beef pie, Saturday, do you have any comments?" Fu Jianxi picked up the bowl and took a sip of the soup, then put down the bowl and said.

"You must not dare to have it. Eat, eat, eat, eat, eat, my mother told you to eat." Da Jian said boldly as he patted the table. "One more thing, good thing!"

Fu Jianxi looked up and glanced, Da Jian smiled brightly, his expression was undisguised, it seemed to be a good thing. "Um?"

"Brother Li, I want you to talk about it. I read his new contract, and it's almost the same as your request. It's only one point, and the commission is two points more. Think about it, if you want to go after school tomorrow, you can go there." Da Jian explain.

"I haven't paid attention to the commission, how much is two points missing." Fu Jianxi asked.

"I signed [-]%, and I'll give you [-]%." Da Jian looked at Fu Jianxi for a moment, wondering if this master would flip the table on the spot.

"Ha, it's really dark, are you sorry?" Fu Jianxi twitched the corner of her mouth, smiling coldly.

"Then... you?" Da Jian didn't understand for a moment whether Fu Jianxi's reaction was willing or not.

"Go and have a look, we'll talk about it later." Fu Jianxi focused on the last two words.

Since, if you talk to him later, then he is not worthless.

talk, why not talk?

Now that he is short of money, it is unrealistic to sell paintings.

Although he doesn't like being a model, in the short term, it is the only way that works.

Riding Dahei to go home along the Qinghe River, passing No. 48.Fu Jianxi glanced at the place where she and Fang Yu were standing that day, and suddenly pinched the brakes with both hands, her upper body leaned forward with inertia, and then straightened.Stopping the car, with one foot on the ground, he looked at where the two people were standing before.In a daze, he saw Fang Mata hugging him, and Fang Mata leaning on the stone railing with his back arched and one hand covering his stomach.Fu Jianxi took out her mobile phone and took a photo in that direction.

Find Fang Mata and send the photo.

Fu Jianxi: [Remember! 】Attachment: photo.

Fangmata's message came back soon.

Fang Mata: [Sweet as a candy]

Fu Jianxi looked at these four words, and after two seconds, she got up and left.

The night breeze can still be cool for more than a month, and it won't be so comfortable even at night in summer.Except for a few special occasions, Fu Jianxi almost never left the city.

He is too familiar with Zichou Yinmao in spring, summer, autumn and winter here.

From noon to now, for more than eight hours, Fu Jianxi felt that she was in a state of concentration.

The one who saw Fu Tianyu was himself with a vengeful mentality.For four hours in the studio, he was tangled and contradictory himself.He in the Taekwondo club is his crazy and restless self.Facing Fang Mata, he didn't know whether he was repelling or seeking himself.Eat, ride, talk...so much of him.

Which him?Is that right him?

The author has something to say:

Uncle Fang will be back in the next chapter!

Wait for the babies who are fighting each other, take the small bench, bring the melon seeds and mineral water, and wait in line at the door!

I wrote these two... really hey!

Even if you kneel down, you have to fill the hole you dug yourself!

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