embrace the moon

Gu Yu seemed to see a savior, and quickly stopped him: "Jian Qiao! Let me tell you about the composition."

Jian Qiao stopped immediately, but didn't look back: "It's not too late, is it?"

"Anyway, I'm fine," Gu Yu quickly pulled out his hand, put the picture album in Wen Zhu's hand, and walked to Jian Qiao's side in two or three steps, "It's just right for a break at noon."

"But I have something to do," Jian Qiao said, "I have to eat."

"I haven't eaten yet. It just so happens that Grandpa wants to talk to you, so I'll go with you," Gu Yu said, turning around, "Wen Zhu, do you want to come together?"

"Okay." Wen Zhu replied.

"I won't go," said Jian Qiao, "it's too much."

"Not redundant!" Gu Yu pulled him back, "Grandpa has something very important to tell you, and I'm redundant. I have the cheek to insist on following."

Gu Yulian dragged him to Gu Qianfan.They went out to find a home-cooked restaurant where the four of them sat at a small table.According to the rules, the old man was seated first, Gu Yu hurriedly sat next to Gu Qianfan, and Wen Zhu sat opposite Gu Yu.

The old man took the menu and handed it to Wen Zhu: "Xiaozhu order."

Wen Zhu handed it to Gu Yu: "Come here."

Gu Yu pushed the menu in front of Jian Qiao.

Jian Qiao was not polite, he opened it and read it, and asked, "What does Master want to eat?"

"It's all right, just watch it, I'm not picky eaters like you young people." Gu Qianfan said, stroking his white beard.

Jian Qiao tapped the table next to him lightly with his fingertips, and asked Wen Zhu, "What about you?"

"I can do it." Wen Zhu replied.

Jian Qiao nodded, and casually ordered a few home-cooked dishes, basically catering to the elderly and girls who might like them.When the dishes were served, Gu Yu picked up the chopsticks and looked at a table of dishes that he wouldn't normally eat. He didn't know what to do, so he could only silently lower his head to chop the rice.

"Jian Qiao, there is still half a month to go to the painting exhibition of Huazhoutang. I have seen your works and they are all very good. But, I want you to draw another freehand painting during this period of time. I will guide you as a The highlight of the art exhibition," Gu Qianfan said, "your name suddenly appeared in my art exhibition, there will definitely be a lot of people in the industry paying attention."

Jian Qiao nodded: "OK."

"Gu Yu has been in charge of the art exhibition for the past two years. If you have any other questions, you can find him." The old man turned to look at Gu Yu, "Xiaobao, do you have his phone number saved?"

"Don't be in front of others..." Gu Yu sighed halfway through speaking, let's forget it, "Little Treasure" is also very kind, "I haven't saved it yet."

He took out his mobile phone, opened the dial, and handed it to Jian Qiao.Jian Qiao put down his chopsticks, entered his number, pressed the dial button, and his cell phone rang soon after.

——Under the bridge in front of the gate!Swim past a flock of ducks ~ come and count them!Two four six seven eight ~ ~ ~

As soon as the phone rang, Gu Yu almost choked on a mouthful of food, and quickly poured himself a bowl of soup.

Jian Qiao glanced at him and hung up the phone.

Gu Yu took back his mobile phone and saved his number with a name, but it was not Jian Qiao, but "Goji".After saving, he pressed the number of "Goji", and the call was dialed again.

——Guga!Googling!There are so many!I can't count how many ducks, I can't count how many ducks~~~

Gu Yu finally couldn't hold back, knocked on the table and laughed wildly, the whole table was shaking with laughter.

Jian Qiao glared at him angrily, and hung up the phone.

"Eat yours! What's so funny!" Gu Qianfan gave him a chestnut.

"...I'm sorry." Gu Yu suppressed a smile and buried his head in the bowl.

They walked back after eating, and Gu Qianfan began to talk about his grand plans and great achievements again. Gu Yu heard these words since he was a child, and his ears were like cocoons.He had to hang out alone in front.

"Under the bridge in front of the door, a flock of ducks swam past. Come and count them, two, four, six, seven, eight~" Gu Yu sang softly to himself, "Cuckoo..."

He stopped, thought for a while, and sang again: "Guga, Guga..."

Gu Yu scratched his hair, kicked away the small stones on the road, and muttered: "Googling..."

"Guga..." Gu Yu closed his eyes and thought about it for a while, but he couldn't think of it, so he gave up and picked another song at random.

Jian Qiao walked behind, watched Gu Yu struggling to think of the lyrics, and sang silently in his heart: "Gu qua gua qua, there are so many ducks, I can't count how many ducks..."

After he finished singing, he quietly laughed.This phone ringtone was set by him a long time ago.For so many years, even if you change your phone or number, you will still use this song as your ringtone. It sounds silly, but it is also a testimony of the years.

During the lunch break, everyone was in the lounge, some were sleeping, some were chatting, and some were playing with their phones.Xu Shuilan looked around in the lounge, and chose a cute and kind-looking one that he dared to approach. He walked over and said, "Chuyang, can you help me see what's wrong with my drawing this morning?"

Chu Yang looked up at him, smiled and nodded: "Okay."

He was getting up when Wang Yuanqi called him at the door: "Chuyang, Master is looking for you!"

"Ah? What's wrong?" Chu Yang asked.

Wang Yuanqi leaned on the door frame, poking his head in: "It's about the art exhibition."

"Oh," Chu Yang responded, and retracted his foot that was about to run out, "Don't worry about it, I have to go to Master's place first."

"It's okay, I'll wait for your return." Xu Shuilan said.

"I don't know how long it will take." Chu Yang looked around for a while, then pulled Yi Xianghan over, "Let Elder Sister take a look for you, she is super powerful!"

Yi Xianghan was gnawing on the bread. After Chuyang ran out, she turned around and asked, "What are you looking at?"

"...Ah?" Xu Shuilan was at a loss for a while, "It's nothing."

"It's nothing, just look at the painting, right?" Yi Xianghan said, taking a big bite of bread and stuffing it into his mouth.

Xu Shuilan hurriedly walked towards the door: "...Yes, yes, yes."

Yi Xianghan also followed him out, and stopped at the door of the studio: "Wait a minute, I'll talk about it after I finish eating."

Xu Shuilan responded, and turned to stand with her at the door.

"Why are you standing so far away? I don't eat people." Yi Xianghan smiled, picked up the bread and continued to eat it.

Xu Shuilan went to the main hall to pour a glass of water and handed it to her, and carefully stood beside her, separated by a comfortable distance.

"Sister, do you just eat this?" He asked.

"I was busy with the art exhibition just now, so I don't have time, and Gu Yu won't serve us today." Yi Xianghan took the water glass, raised his head and took a sip, "Thank you."

Xu Shuilan quickly waved her hand: "You're welcome...you're welcome."

Yi Xianghan quickly finished eating the bread, swallowed the water, and walked into the studio.Xu Shuilan followed her silently, watching every step she took.

Yi Xianghan found Xu Shuilan's seat and sat down, looked carefully at the paintings on the table, laughed, and turned to look at him: "I heard that you came to the painting boat hall for me?"

Xu Shuilan stood there in a daze, without speaking.

"Courage is commendable. Since you are a brother of the same school, I wish you to surpass me as soon as possible." Yi Xianghan picked up a small leaf tendon and dipped it into the brush washer.

Xu Shuilan wanted to say something, but she couldn't say anything.Beyond... These two words clearly cannot explain what he wants.

The afternoon sun came in through the window, coating her hair with a layer of bright gold.She hangs her head, sitting upright and writing, just like the elegant red makeup in the painting.

"Your fine brushwork is good, very correct." Yi Xianghan said.

Xu Shuilan smiled, stood aside and looked down at her profile, and said, "Thank you."

His pursuit of Yi Xianghan dates back to many years ago, when he was just a young boy who didn't know much about the world.

In fact, the first time he met her last week, he had already said "Long time no see", but unfortunately no one heard it, not even himself.

A summer was buried in his memory, a steaming hot summer with the noise of cicadas and frogs.At that time, the leaves were flourishing, so green that the whole sky was full of vitality.The summer is over, his childhood has been suspended, and there are many, many things that have been sealed up along with it, leaving him with an unspeakable loneliness in the end.

"I've seen your works in the exhibition," Yi Xianghan said without looking up, "It's not bad, but it can be better."

"Painting Zhoutang has a tradition of elder brothers and sisters leading younger brothers and younger sisters. Usually, there is a support for creation. I take Wen Zhu, Leng Qing takes Chuyang, Zhao Mishan takes Wang Yuanqi. Now you and Jianqiao are here, choose a little master ..." Yi Xianghan thought for a while, and felt that what he said seemed inappropriate, "No, Jian Qiao doesn't need someone to take care of him, he had a very good foundation before."

Xu Shuilan responded blankly, not knowing how to answer.

"The last one who was called a young artist was the famous old Chen. This one is Jianqiao who can paint everything beautifully. The next one is probably not born yet. These people are all made of special materials, you don't have to compare with him." Yi Xianghan said.

"...Oh," Xu Shuilan nodded, "Then who do you think I should be better with?"

Yi Xianghan thought for a while, and said, "Lengqing is a mute, Zhao Mishan is a piece of wood, you seem to be too...you follow me and Wen Zhu, just need an easel when you go out to sketch."

Xu Shuilan couldn't believe it, she was stunned for a while before she realized it, and nodded quickly: "Okay!"

Yi Xianghan nodded, put down his pen and stood up, and said casually: "Then pack up, you're going out this afternoon."

The sketching mentioned by Yi Xianghan is a common activity in their daily studies. Going out to draw natural scenery is to "learn from nature".They often go together in pairs and settle down in a satisfactory position to put down the easel.Mr. Gu usually doesn't follow this kind of activities, because he can't stand the trouble when he is old, not to mention seeing all the mountains and rivers, Xiaofeng and Xiaoquan don't pay attention, and often only look at the finished products of the students.

At two o'clock, a group of people went out with ink easels on their backs.Gu Yu was the one who ran errands on behalf of his grandfather, buying bus tickets for everyone, helping everyone find seats, telling everyone where to meet at what time and so on.For many years, he often felt that he was doing chores for everyone.

"Let's go to Qingshan in the west of the city today, and we will all get on the first car later. I will remind you when we arrive at the station." Gu Yu handed out the subway cards to everyone one by one, "You must get off when you arrive at the station." , There is a car at Station D to pick us up."

Worry about the big nurse so earnestly.Jian Qiao looked at him and secretly laughed.

When the subway came, the car was already full of people, and when the people at their station squeezed in, there was no place to sit, and people had to stand in a crowded way.When the subway started, Gu Yu couldn't stand still, so he quickly reached out and grabbed the handrail next to his head. This grab just scratched the back of Jian Qiao's hand who was standing next to him.Jian Qiao frowned and turned to look at him.

Gu Yu smiled apologetically, and immediately moved his hands aside: "Sorry, I forgot to cut my nails."

His nails are not long, but they are there anyway. When he was a child, his grandfather always used his good-looking hands as an excuse to persuade him to learn to draw and play the piano. Unfortunately, Gu Xiaobao didn't learn anything, and he was fair and slender finger.In childhood, apart from using it to eat, wipe buttocks and drink soda, the only thing that has a little connection with art is probably playing with mud.

Jian Qiao turned her head back and ignored him.

The car stopped at the next stop, the body swayed, and Wen Zhu who was next to him couldn't stand still and almost fell.Gu Yu quickly grabbed her, "If the armrest is too high and you can't reach it, you can just grab my arm. Be careful."

Wen Zhu nodded, moved closer to him, and reached out to hold his arm.

Jian Qiao took a look, then suddenly stretched out his hand to pinch Wen Zhu's sleeve, and pulled her hand in front of him, letting her hold his arm.

Both Gu Yu and Wen Zhu turned their heads abruptly, looking at him with question marks on their faces.

Jian Qiao turned her head, cleared her throat, and explained in a low voice: "I wear long sleeves."

"Oh." Gu Yu didn't think much, nodded vaguely, and turned to look at the platform information on the car.

Wen Zhu tugged at Jian Qiao's sleeve, clenched his fingers a little tighter.She looked up at Jian Qiao, while he just looked at the rapidly receding scenery outside the car window calmly.

Wen Zhu stood between the two of them, and the atmosphere was a little inexplicably awkward, but there was nothing wrong with it.Fortunately, after a few stops, there was an extra seat next to it, so they let Wen Zhu go and sit down.Gu Yu and Jian Qiao stood side by side, their shadows reflected on the car window.

"Did the eldest sister tell you about the assignment?" Gu Yu asked suddenly.

Who is the eldest sister?What the hell is the allocation object? ?It took Jian Qiao a while to understand what he was talking about, and replied, "She said I don't need someone to take her."

"Oh, it's not a question of whether to bring it or not. When you go out, two or three people can take care of each other. What if you get lost by yourself? What if you encounter danger? Even if you don't want to... you, you... what if you run out of paint? " Gu Yu said a long list, which frightened Jian Qiao into a daze.

"Then who do you think I'm going with?" Jian Qiao asked.

Gu Yu thought about it, the elder sister had already brought Xu Shuilan with her, Zhao Mishan's steel straight man and Wang Yuanqi's frisky thing were completely unbearable, although Leng Qing was a dumb man who cherished words like gold, but staying with him It's also clean, and if you want to talk, the cute Chuyang is always there.So he said: "Calm down, he also studied oil painting before, maybe you have a common language."

Jian Qiao's mood dropped all of a sudden, and even his tone suddenly became cold: "I have nothing to say to him."

"Chuyang is also there," Gu Yu added, "he has a very good temper and is kind."

Jian Qiao didn't speak, and stared at the ground with lowered eyelids, as if in a daze.

Gu Yu felt that he didn't really want to do this, he didn't know if Jian Qiao didn't want to be with anyone, or if he didn't want to be with Lengqing Chuyang.He let go of the hand holding the railing, and patted Jian Qiao on the shoulder: "I know you guys, don't you, you like quietness, enjoy solitude, and your inspiration comes from pain. But you can't be alone, I have to treat you responsible for their safety.”

The subway stopped on the platform, the car body was shaking, Gu Yu let go of the handrail and suddenly lost his footing, and fell to the side.

The author has something to say: Grandpa who catches ducks, with a white beard, sings and sings hometown operas, and can tell jokes~~~

Guga, Guga, there are so many~