Willingly ABO

(Workshop electrician who loves painting x foreign language student who loves romance)

In the 80s, illiteracy was eradicated, spare time schools for employees sprung up like mushrooms after rain, and many employers organized young workers to attend night classes collectively.

Many workers lack interest, and most of them have not even finished middle school before they come out to earn a living. Now they are required to work during the day and attend lectures at night, which is more torturous than asking them to work for three hours in the workshop.

"No, no! Unless the teacher is a pretty girl, then I'll go—"

"That's right! No matter how bad you are, you have to be a young boy! I'm with this group of old men during the day. They are all alphas, and I can't pick out a few high-quality ones. You can come to our workshop later, and there are those The pheromones are mixed together and have a strong taste, so you can throw up whatever you eat!"

The factory manager is not the answer either. Everyone is a young man with a lot of vigor, and he has his own "pursuit".

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"Enter."

When the factory manager heard the knock on the door, he yelled casually, looked up and saw a tall young man, at most 20 years old, who looked very shy.Although his overalls were washed white, they were clean, and he was very neat with a cropped head.

The young man pursed his lips and touched his head, and said embarrassedly: "Director, I am Xiao Qin, an electrician from Workshop 5 in the mechanical area. I would like to ask, we organize to go to night school, can... Can I take it as an elective?"

The factory manager was taken aback, why, the classes arranged are enough for others to enjoy, so why does he need to add extra classes?

"I have to ask about this. I guess I have to pay for it myself if I take an elective course - what do you want to learn?"

Xiao Qin's eyes lit up after hearing this: "I want to learn painting...art! I have loved painting since I was a child, but my family has no money, and I have no chance to work after graduating from junior high school. Now that I can go to further studies, I want to systematically Learn."

The factory director sighed and shook his head: "That's not good. If you want to learn some other cultural knowledge, you can consider it, but art and music are not in the scope of teaching given this time, and the night school is not a specialized school. You learn."

The two beams of light in Xiao Qin's eyes went out instantly, he tugged at his clothes quietly, thanked the leader, turned around and left the office.

The factory manager didn't pay much attention. He thought about the teacher, so he went to talk to the leader and the people in the night school, hoping that the one who gave non-professional classes to their workers would be a younger lesbian.

"Ah? This is a bit difficult. The teaching tasks have been arranged." The person in charge of the night school pushed his glasses and frowned, "He is a male student in the third year of a junior college, majoring in foreign languages. He signed up for a part-time night school independently and taught you a little bit. Basic English, you guys are an omega, it's not easy to endure you alphas, don't pick and choose."

The leader took a sip of tea and agreed: "That's right! If you are asked to go to night school for further study, you talk a lot of nonsense! Pick and choose! Don't be ashamed to throw it away!"

After the factory manager went back, he thought, omega can also be made, anyway, those rough old men just want to see that it is different from this kind of big bathhouse that doesn’t hurt when you take a bath, omega, isn’t it all Tender and raw, how bad could it be?When they are fresh, drinking and smoking are the most refreshing, who cares what the teacher looks like, don't they all have two eyes and one mouth.

He really had a good idea, but this omega college student is not only not bad looking, but also very beautiful, well-groomed, a first-class beauty.

Yes, great beauty.

As soon as this beautiful woman walked into the classroom, all the alphas present stared straight at her.That face is the flower of wealth in the world!That figure is a beautiful hibiscus!That temperament is a green lotus that emerges from the mud but is not stained!

The workers all wanted to rush up and recite "Ai Lian Shuo" to him backwards. This is simply a masterpiece written especially for him.

Xiao Qin in the back seat was also stunned.

What a beautiful person.

He stared at the beauty's graceful body looming under the close-fitting white shirt, the slender legs wrapped in washed blue jeans, and the white and tender nape exposed under the isolation ring.

"Hello, comrades. I am a third-year student majoring in English in the School of Foreign Languages. My surname is Chen. I will be in charge of your English teaching today."

The beauty introduced herself with a smile, revealing two shallow dimples. After finishing speaking, she repeated it in English.

Xiao Qin didn't understand a single letter, but just listening to that delicate tone, he was intoxicated.He couldn't help swallowing, his face was hot, and he lowered his head shyly.

It turns out that there are still such beautiful people in the world. Lang Yan is unique, and Li Taibai's pen made a sensation in Luoyang City, and the white jade boy who watched the peach and plum blossoms on Dongmo must be like this.

As he thought about it, he unconsciously picked up the pen, stared at the beauty on the podium, scribbled and drew in his notebook, and completely forgot to attend the class.

Over and over again, the electrician Xiao Qin not only completely became the love captive of the beauty teacher Xiao Chen, but also became addicted to painting each other.

He not only painted in class, but also went to pretend to attend other people's classes, and occasionally went to Xiao Chen's school when he was not in class, squatted behind Guohuai, and sat by the lake watching with fascination. The dream lover of foreign novels.

At this time, his inspiration is like a spring, and as time goes by, he has drawn at least a hundred of Xiao Chen's various portraits, and he has treasured them in a folder.

The most beautiful one is that Xiao Chen and his classmates had a picnic on the lawn on weekends. He was sitting on a rock, still wearing a clean white shirt, holding an acoustic guitar, playing and singing a foreign folk song in the bright sunshine.

Finally, one day, when he put the drawing paper on the file folder to create selflessly, he was caught by his beauty.

"...Comrade Xiao Qin, what are you painting?"

Xiao Qin was so shocked that he almost fell backward and fell into the fountain of the Foreign Language Institute.

"This, that... I..."

Xiao Qin flustered, and before he could put away the imaginary Xiao Chen in the painting, he was pulled away by Xiao Chen.

"Wow, is this me?" Xiao Chen exclaimed, "Have you ever learned to draw?"

Xiao Qin scratched his head, and replied in a low voice: "No, I... I drew it by myself..."

Xiao Chen was very pleasantly surprised when he heard this: "Then you must be very talented in painting!" He patted Xiao Qin on the shoulder and invited: "If you like painting, how about you come to our school's art interest group? There are professional teachers to guide you—by the way, are you interested in Western art and culture? I like foreign classical poetry very much recently, and the boat you painted has the atmosphere of foreign poetry..."

Xiao Qin didn't hear much, just smirked and looked at Xiao Chen who was chattering.His smiling eyes and shallow dimples made my heart flutter.

He carefully took out a painting from the file folder, and handed it to his beauty as if offering a treasure, hesitating: "I, I still have something to do in my factory, first... let's go first."

Saying that, holding the painting utensils, he ran away in a hurry.

"Eh? Why are you leaving! Let's see you at night school!"

Xiao Chen waved his hand at him, thinking, this person usually looks dazed in class, he can't spell a few words, and he didn't expect his paintings to be so beautiful.

He spread out the picture, it was a sketch, it showed a teenager reading a book, he could tell who it was at a glance, his heart was pounding.

In the lower right corner of the painting is written a line of small characters——

"Dedicated to Antinos in my heart."

The author says:

This is a story about an infatuated boy who loves to paint and falls in love with a free and romantic beauty.Although Yuaner's dad ran away with someone who was rich on the list, he was a first-class beauty when he was young, and his charm still exists even when he is old.He and Qin Yuan's father came together by accident, loved, and were sweet, but no matter in terms of background or personality, they were destined to end in tragedy. After all, life is not always a romantic dream.