That student turned sex

After Ji Xiaohan handled the registration for the college entrance examination, he found a more reliable studio in Ancheng City to study.

Because after finishing the art exam, he still has to go to the capital to prepare for the school exam with peace of mind, so he won't be here anymore, so he didn't spend too much money here.

In the end, Ji Xiaohan only signed up for a one-month closed boutique class, eating and living in the studio.

The cost of accommodation plus tuition and all kinds of miscellaneous expenses is about 1 yuan.

For this amount of money, Ji Xiaohan's own savings from selling paintings is enough, so he didn't use the card his father gave him back.

Ji Xiaohan planned to wait until he was preparing for the school exam, and then spend the money on the card in the capital, which is more expensive and more important.

Save as much as you can now.

During the period of studying painting in the studio, his life was actually very boring——

Get up early and go to bed late every day, sit in the studio and listen to various classes, and practice various painting skills at other times.

For the exam, Ji Xiaohan did a lot of basic and systematic exercises to make up for his shortcomings in the exam.

After all, the requirements for drawing for exams and drawing freely are still very different.

Even talented players will be very restricted when facing exams, and they can't think too divergently.

This life is harder than when Ji Xiaohan was in school.

In the past, when he was in school, he would be able to listen to the teacher's lecture once, and he rarely stopped when writing questions, and he didn't waste his brain.

But painting is different. Even if you understand it in your mind, you still need to think about it slowly before you can draw the desired result.

Very useless.

This kind of constant and repetitive practice finally allowed Ji Xiaohan to experience the hard work of Yan Mo repeatedly brushing the questions in school every day.

Ji Xiaohan stays in the studio during the day and does not go home at night, so he lives in the dormitory provided by the studio.

There are eight people in a dormitory, and he is actually not used to it.

This studio is in the East District of Ancheng, quite far from his home.

The reason why Ji Xiaohan chose this place is because it is more reliable and the fees are relatively not outrageous.

And he chose to stay in order to save time traveling back and forth.

Otherwise, he doesn't really want to live here.

After all, he had never lived with so many people.

Before entering high school, he lived at home, and after entering high school, he lived in a four-person dormitory.

Now it's doubled all at once.

We must know that when there are too many people, the noise will be noisy. Everyone has different living habits, and there will be more conflicts when living together.

Especially during the daytime when they suppressed their emotions, kept repeating their homework, the environment in the studio was very stuffy, and the exam date was not far away. These students were all under a lot of pressure.

Therefore, in this case, conflicts are more likely to occur.

At the beginning of December, half a month before the exam, there was a quarrel in the dormitory one night.

The cause was that a roommate with yellow hair accidentally kicked over the paint bucket of another roommate with long hair when returning to his bed.

In the paint bucket was the dirty water used to wash pens that the owner hadn't had time to throw away.

After he kicked it down, the dirty water spread along the edge of the overturned bucket and spread all over the place, from the side of the long-haired roommate's bed all the way to Ji Xiaohan's bed.

In fact, this is not a big deal, just use a mop to mop up the water, and the yellow-haired roommate will be done after a good apology.

But Huangfa's roommate was already in a bad mood because of his poor grades in painting during the day.

So this time, he didn't feel sorry for kicking him. He even felt that the long-haired roommate put things in the wrong place, blocking him, and causing his kick to hurt.

He went back to his bed without saying a word.

However, the temper of the long-haired roommate is not tolerable, of course, the main reason is that he is not willing to bear it.

So, the two quarreled about it.

The other roommates around are not very familiar with them, they are just here to learn how to draw and not to make friends.

Everyone is upset, and no one has the mentality to deal with this matter.

Besides, the two of them just quarreled and didn't fight.

They also have nothing to do with themselves.

These two people are also funny, like elementary school chickens, you quarrel and scold you.

"You put it here on purpose to trip me up!"

"Fart! That's because you are blind and don't look at your feet!"

……

Didn't make a move after the noise.

They are all the weak ones.

Later, the long-haired roommates don't want to quarrel, so they just have a "fair" duel.

He got off the bed and kicked the yellow-haired roommate's keg.

——Treat the body of the person with the way of the person.

It's a pity that he didn't use his strength well, unlike the boy with yellow hair who just kicked the bucket down.

The bucket was directly cracked by his kick, and this time the water didn't spread on the ground, but splashed directly in the air.

However, Ji Xiaohan's bed was next to his yellow-haired roommate, and half of the water splashed onto his bedside.

Ji Xiaohan's pillow and quilt were all stained by dirty water - mottled with mixed colors.

Now the two of them stopped and didn't speak, the air seemed to freeze.

The others also looked at Ji Xiaohan one by one.

Ji Xiaohan gave them a different feeling from the first day.

They have all been studying in this studio for several months, and Ji Xiaohan only came in the last month, and as a result, the teacher gave higher marks than them in every test.

In addition to this, in their eyes, although Ji Xiaohan is very delicate and beautiful, he has a very cold temperament, and he is not easy to get close to at first sight, and he does not feel like a very talkative person.

Every day when I go back to the dormitory after class, I wear earphones to do my own business.

There is a little bit of deafness to what is going on outside the window.

They didn't dare to provoke him, and usually they didn't automatically avoid him.

This will be because of such a small conflict, the quarreling person has nothing serious to do, but wets the sleeping place of others.

It's so cold today, how do you sleep at night?

Both the long-haired roommate and the yellow-haired roommate watched quietly.

Everyone in the dormitory quietly waited for Ji Xiaohan's reaction.

Ji Xiaohan didn't say a word, his face was calm as if nothing happened. He was sitting on the bed against the wall and playing with his mobile phone.

This will take out a few paper towels from the paper drawer next to the pillow at the head of the bed to absorb water for the quilt and pillow.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief when they saw his action.

The yellow-haired roommate didn't grab the long-haired roommate either, and said that he should pay for his bucket, and went back to his bed silently.

The long-haired roommate did something wrong, so he came over and apologized: "I'm sorry."

After apologizing, he was still thinking about how to deal with the aftermath, but he didn't hear Ji Xiaohan's voice, so he looked at Ji Xiaohan carefully again.

Ji Xiaohan wore earphones and didn't speak——

"What's wrong? Why is your pillow suddenly wet?" Yan Mo's voice was coming from the earphones he was wearing, a little worried and a little angry: "Is someone bullying you? Splashing water on your quilt!?"

Hearing his voice, Ji Xiaohan was slightly stunned, and looked at the phone in his hand, the video was actually connected.

Just now, after the long-haired roommate quieted down, Ji Xiaohan suddenly received a video invitation from Yan Mo. He was holding his mobile phone and was about to convert it into voice as usual.

Ji Xiaohan went to draw the paper, maybe he accidentally touched the connection, which resulted in this result.

Ji Xiaohan shook his head: "It's nothing, don't think too much about it. I'm dead."

As he said that, he was about to click off.

Yan Mo was happy that Ji Xiaohan had finally picked up his video, before he could speak, he saw that Ji Xiaohan was splashed with water in the video, and he was angry, but Ji Xiaohan was about to hang up the video.

He didn't care about anything else, and hurriedly shouted "Ai ai ai ai ai": "Hanhan...don't hang up, don't hang up! I haven't seen you for a long time, why don't you just video with me for a while!"

"I miss you so much! You don't even want to look at me..."

"It's fine if you don't want to look at me, so why don't you let me see you!"

Ji Xiaohan listened to his voice, as if Yan Mo was talking to him right next to his ear, but he didn't hang up for a while, he withdrew his finger, raised his head and said to his long-haired roommate who was still standing by his bed: "It's okay. You pack yours."

The long-haired roommate heard this and knew that he didn't care about it, so he quickly smiled at him and cleaned up the garbage on the floor before going back to his bed.

Although Ji Xiaohan didn't turn off Yan Mo's video, he didn't say anything. After absorbing most of the water with a paper towel, the pillow and quilt were half dry.

He turned the quilt upside down, turned the pillow over, and lay down again.

"Have you finished reading it?" Ji Xiaohan said to Yan Mo: "After reading it, I'm going to bed and hung up."

Although Ji Xiaohan's tone was a bit cold, he was actually quite happy in his heart.

He just didn't want Yan Mo to find out.

Yan Mo cheated on the other end of the video: "I didn't finish watching... You really didn't even read mine..." After speaking, his tone became aggrieved.

Ji Xiaohan picked up the phone and glanced at the screen helplessly: "I saw it, okay?"

"Then say good night to me again," Yan Mo asked aggressively, "I'll hang up after you say good night."

Ji Xiaohan: "..."

Ji Xiaohan put his hand on the red circle on the screen.

"I'm hanging up!"

"...Don't be like this!... Just say something! I haven't been able to sleep well at night recently! Say good night, and I can sleep well tonight."

Ji Xiaohan: "..."

Ji Xiaohan, who was forced to become a humanoid sleeping pill, sighed: "Good night."

Then he stopped listening to Yan Mo, turned off his phone, and procrastinated, not knowing what Yan Mo had to say.

The noisy roommates that night were just a trivial matter, Ji Xiaohan felt that there was nothing to take to heart, so he turned his head and let it go.

But a few days later, the studio suddenly changed him to a single dormitory and asked him to move there.

The cost of accommodation in a one-person dorm is eight times that of an eight-person dorm!

The place is the same size, but it is only for one person to live, and no one can share the accommodation fee equally, so it is so expensive.

No one chooses this way to save money.

Besides, there are not many single dormitories themselves.

After Ji Xiaohan moved in, when he sent WeChat with Yan Mo that night, he asked him if he found someone to do it.

There will be no one else except Yan Mo.

Yan Mo did not hide anything, and directly admitted: "I think you must not be used to living in a crowded place, and your roommate bullies you, and you will not tell me. I was busy and tired during the exam preparation, and I have to I'm afraid it will affect your state due to these troubles! So I called and asked the person in charge of your studio if there is any vacant single dormitory, and he said yes, so..."

Don't listen to the rest, Ji Xiaohan said: "I will stay here for more than half a month and then leave here, it would be a waste of money to change dormitories."

"..." Yan Mo said: "Oh, but I have already paid the money, and they won't refund it. If you don't stay, isn't it more wasteful? Right?"

"Just live! You live alone, and you can have a good rest at night."

"Don't say anything about giving me the money, then I will be very angry!"

……

Anyway, Yan Mo is right, Ji Xiaohan can't speak against him.

So Ji Xiaohan stopped talking.

"Why are you ignoring me again?" Yan Mo turned on the voice while writing the paper - because Ji Xiaohan hung up the video, so he switched to the voice.Listening to Ji Xiaohan's soft breathing, he asked.

"I don't want to talk to you."

As Ji Xiaohan said, he took a look at the new dormitory.

There are also many advantages to finding that the new dormitory is empty, at least it is quiet and clean.

Ji Xiaohan thought for a while, sat on the stool, opened the easel again, took out his drawing paper, and drew.

He can only practice in the classroom during the day, and he will go back to the dormitory, so he can draw what he wants.

When he was still in No. [-] Middle School before, the painting of Yan Mo and the others playing on the basketball court that he drew in the physical education class at school, because the small things at that time only started, and then shelved.

Now he plans to paint it in gouache again.

Yan Mo was stunned by him, and he didn't speak for a long time.

In Ji Xiaohan's earphones, he could hear the rustling sound of the pen tip rubbing against the paper when he was writing the question.

And his even and powerful breathing.

Ji Xiaohan draws with this voice.

Time passed before I knew it.

"Are you talking to me now?" Yan Mo turned off the lights, and he lay down on Ji Xiaohan's bed, covering himself with the quilt and getting ready to sleep.

Only at this time did he continue to disturb Ji Xiaohan.

Ji Xiaohan was about to turn off the lights here, so he put away his things and lay down on the bed. Hearing Yan Mo's voice, he said "um", and before Yan Mo could say another word, he said: " Good night. I'm going to bed."

Hang up when you're done.

Yan Mo: "..."

Yan Mo thumped out of the bed twice, then, facing the eyes of the other two, took off the earphones of the phone, and tapped the screen of the phone.

Yan Mo——[[Crying and chirping][I am a poor little boy]]

What a pity.

Ji Xiaohan glanced at it, then ignored it, closed his eyes and fell asleep.

...

Half a month passed quickly.

Not long after Yan Mo took the third monthly exam, Ji Xiaohan passed the joint exam.

Although it takes two weeks to get home and wait for the result of the exam, Ji Xiaohan still has some confidence in himself.

So he has already found a studio in the capital on the Internet to sign up, and he is going to rest at home for a day before packing up and leaving.

But in fact, on the rest day, Ji Xiaohan didn't stay at home, but he didn't go to school either.

In the next half month, he finished the watercolor painting and packed it in something to bring it back like other intact drawings.

Now it's time to hang it in the gallery, and if it is sold, it will be able to return Yan Mo's accommodation fee.

At three o'clock that afternoon, he arrived at the gallery.

I almost didn't recognize it when I walked to the door of the gallery.

I don't know what happened to the gallery.

The yellow wood fragrance flower that bloomed very vigorously at the door, now there are only a few bare green branches left. It looks very miserable, and it looks like it was pulled by someone.

The shelf on the other side of the door where the spider plant was placed was also knocked down, the spider plant fell to the ground, and a mess of paint was splashed on the wall.

The gallery door is also closed, Chen Yin will not be here.

Ji Xiaohan sent Chen Yin a WeChat message, but Chen Yin didn't reply him.

He didn't know what happened, but he couldn't go back first, it would be too time-consuming.

Ji Xiaohan turned around and planned to find a place to stay, waiting for Chen Yin's reply.

There is nothing to go near the gallery, and after much deliberation, the only place to go is the milk tea shop.

Sitting in a milk tea shop and waiting for someone is more convenient, Ji Xiaohan thought, if Chen Yin didn't reply him by four o'clock, he would go home first and come back after the school exam.

The owner of the milk tea shop was very impressed with Ji Xiaohan. Although he hadn't seen him for a month, he recognized him immediately.

This is normal, after all, no one who sees Ji Xiaohan can forget his face.

Anyway, there are employees doing the work in the store, and the boss was in a panic, so he ran to Ji Xiaohan's side and acted as a temporary waiter, and asked, "Long time no see! Do you want something to drink?"

Ji Xiaohan put the painting on the empty seat aside, face down, covered it and put it away.

"Well," Ji Xiaohan originally wanted to say that he didn't drink, but it seemed inappropriate to stay here without ordering anything.

The image of him buying milk tea for Yan Mo a long time ago popped up in his mind.

After thinking for a while, Ji Xiaohan said: "It's still the one from last time, that is, the milk tea I ordered alone at the end."

The store owner obviously had a good memory. She returned to the bar, and after a few minutes, she came over with a cup of milk tea in a white porcelain cup.

The milk tea cup was placed in front of Ji Xiaohan, and she took advantage of the opportunity to sit opposite.

Ji Xiaohan gently pinched the handle of the cup, picked it up and took a small sip.

The taste is not as bad as imagined, it has a mellow and silky taste.

Ji Xiaohan took another sip, feeling the gaze being watched, he looked up and found the shop owner looking at him: "What's wrong?"

The shop owner smiled and waved his hand: "It's okay, it's okay, I just saw that your posture of drinking milk tea looks good, so I took a second look, don't get me wrong."

"Hey, by the way, aren't you going to school today?"

The boss is very curious.

This Wednesday, normally, student parties like Ji Xiaohan should be in class.

Ji Xiaohan said: "Well, I won't be in school for the time being."

"Oh", the store owner suddenly understood: "You are taking an art test, right?"

"I heard that art is going out for an exam. No wonder."

"Hey, then, is this a painting you drew?" The shop owner finished answering thoughtfully, then pointed to the painting next to him and asked, "Can I have a look?"

Ji Xiaohan nodded, picked up the painting casually, and turned it over.

"Wow, the painting is really good." The boss clasped his hands together and praised.

Although she only runs a milk tea shop, she also has her own aesthetic and appreciation vision.

In this painting, the colors are clear and eye-catching, and the layers are distinct.

Even if she is not a professional, it can be seen that the painting is indeed very good, very beautiful, and has an artistic atmosphere.

"Oh, you are here to sell paintings today, right?" The shop owner understood now.

Ji Xiaohan didn't deny it, and was still drinking milk tea with his head down.

It turned out that Yan Mo liked to drink this kind of taste.

Such a sentence suddenly popped up in his mind.

Then he bowed his head and took a few more sips.

"However, it's not a coincidence that you came today. I see that the gallery here has been vandalized in the past two days. I guess it won't be open for business today."

The shop owner advised him: "You will come back in a few days."

"Have been sabotaged?" Ji Xiaohan's attention was shifted all of a sudden.

He knew something was wrong when he looked at the entrance of the gallery just now, wondering if something happened to him.

Hearing what the shop owner said, he immediately remembered what happened to his family.

Being splashed with paint or something.

But my family met those people who violated the law, and I don't know who the gallery met.

The author has something to say:

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