[Bai Zi Zhuo Cheng] It's nice to be young

20. The Troubles of Xiahou Jinxuan II - Sketchbook

After the problem of carrots and green peppers, Xiahou Jinxuan has every reason to suspect that her two roommates are both high IQ and low EQ.Or is it because I think too much?

Shaking his head, Xiahou Jinxuan decided that the former is more reliable.

Huangfuzhuo majored in architectural design. As we all know, one of the necessary skills for this major is painting.Huangfu Zhuo likes jade wares. Apart from collecting high-quality jade wares, he also likes to collect some good-quality uncut jades to design and carve for himself, which is also inseparable from painting skills.But no matter which one it is, it is very demanding to be able to depict the environment and materials in detail, but it does not need to be able to draw portraits.

Xiahou Jinxuan was with Huangfu Zhuo since childhood, and he often held all kinds of storybooks, while Huangfu Zhuo held a sketchbook.If Huangfuzhuo was in a good mood, he would introduce him to his paintings, but Xiahou Jinxuan's plan to persuade Huangfuzhuo to provide illustrations for his literary works never succeeded.

Xiahou Jinxuan came back from get out of class and saw a sketchbook lying quietly on Huangfuzhuo's desk. After thinking about it, it seemed that it was the one that Huangfuzhuo had been holding recently.Huangfu Zhuo never minded showing his works to others, or he was quite happy to do so. Xiahou Jinxuan was not too polite, he just picked it up and read it.

Because Huangfu Zhuo often took it with him recently, he thought it would be homework or something, but he just flipped through the middle page, and Xiahou Jinxuan was stunned.

It's just simple charcoal lines, without the complex and delicate patterns and complete and perfect background composition in Huangfuzhuo's previous works, and even the light and shadow are only painted very lightly.

As if he was having some kind of sweet dream, the corners of the lips of the young man who rested his chin and closed his eyes lightly curled up a little, peaceful and beautiful.A corner of the book pages spread out in front of him was blown up by the wind, and the sunlight coming in from the window quietly sprinkled on the young man's fingertips and hair tips...

I’ve always heard that works that incorporate emotions can touch people’s hearts the most. Even just looking at them, you can feel the delicate tenderness from the picture, as if the sun has passed through the painting paper and fell on yourself, it’s as warm as it is. Comfortable and quiet.

Xiahou Jinxuan couldn't help smiling, recalling that it seemed that the three of them were studying together in the library before, perhaps because the afternoon sun was too warm, and Jiang Cheng fell asleep while reading a book.Because I kept the posture of reading, I didn't realize what I had said to him for a long time. After I finished telling two stories, Huangfu Zhuo who was next to me told me lightly that Brother Jiang had already fallen asleep.Hmm... Huangfu Zhuo seemed to be holding this sketchbook at that time.I glanced at the date in the corner of the screen, and it was almost that time.

...Really... Thanks to all these years, I always thought that A Zhuo couldn't draw people at all...

Xiahou Jinxuan turned the pages slowly, each page was full of people, anxious, silent, dazed, smiling, absent-minded...

It turns out that using a paintbrush to describe a person is like this, vivid and delicate enough to move anyone... Suddenly I feel a little envious...

When Jiang Cheng entered the room, he saw Xia Hou Jinxuan leaning against Huangfu Zhuo's table and looking at something intently, he didn't even notice when he came back.A little curious, I leaned over:

"Jinxuan?"

Xia Hou Jinxuan was looking at it with fascination, and was taken aback by Jiang Cheng. When he realized it, Jiang Cheng had already moved over, staring at the person on the screen in a daze.

"Oops...what should I do..." Xiahou Jinxuan suddenly became nervous, feeling embarrassed that the little secret that caused his best friend to be discovered by the person he had a crush on was all due to his own fault.Xia Hou Jinxuan was thinking of all kinds of excuses to help Huangfu Zhuo get rid of him, while looking at Jiang Cheng, who was still staring at the painting in a daze, at a loss: It's better to say that this is A Zhuo's homework, right? My brother is a computer student and doesn't understand!

He was so anxious that he almost broke into a sweat, Jiang Cheng finally responded:

"...It's pretty similar..."

"..." What... Brother Cheng, is that all you have in mind? !That painting is you!

Xiahou Jinxuan reluctantly pushed the entire sketchbook into Jiang Cheng's hands, motioning him to read it for himself.Jiang Cheng flipped through a few pages with some doubts, obviously he didn't expect that the whole book was filled with his sketches, so he opened his mouth in a daze after a while:

"Hmm...Young Master Huangfu is indeed very powerful..."

"=口=!" What the hell is going on... I was nervous and shy and hurriedly pretending I didn't see anything and ran away?Isn't that what is written in girls' manga romance novels!Would a normal boy stare at his roommate every day and draw a whole book of sketches without doing anything? !No, when a normal person sees someone drawing a whole book of their own portraits behind their backs, would they only react like 'the picture is very similar' and 'the artist is so good'!Xiahou Jinxuan felt a little dizzy.

"That... Brother Cheng, what do you think of A Zhuo?"

"Master Huangfu? You are a very nice person, you study hard, you are good at painting, and you are very considerate...PvP is getting sharper and sharper, Yunfan sometimes loses to him..."

"No, no, I didn't ask you this." Xiahou Jinxuan interrupted Jiang Cheng with spirit, and reflected for a moment that he shouldn't have asked such a vague question, "I'm asking if you like him or not."

"I like it." Jiang Cheng glanced at him, and added a little awkwardly: "I like you, Jinxuan, too."

Seeing Jiang Cheng as a matter of course, you are a little surprised if you are looking at yourself with a sick expression, Xiahou Jinxuan feels that he really has no way to continue communicating with him.

Jiang Cheng went to class, and only Huangfu Zhuo and himself were left at the long table in the library. Seeing that Huangfu Zhuo was drawing something in his "Jiang Cheng's Exclusive" sketchbook, Xia Hou Jinxuan poked Huangfu with the end of his pen Zhuo:

"Azhuo, let me ask you, tell me the truth, do you like Brother Cheng?"

"Huh? I like it." Huangfu Zhuo continued to smear without raising his head.

...I always feel that what he said to me is completely different.Xiahou Jinxuan asked persistently:

"I mean the way boys like girls."

Huangfu Zhuo raised his head and looked at him with disgust, as if he saw something strange:

"Brother Jiang is not a girl, why should I like him like a girl?"

"..."

The words are correct, but why do you think they are not the same thing...

Xiahou Jinxuan crawled feebly on the table for a while, then suddenly remembered something, blinked and said to Huangfu Zhuo:

"Azhuo, haven't you played games recently?"

"Well. The student union is going to start planning Christmas activities, and it's been a bit busy recently."

"Oh, then you probably don't know each other."

"what?"

"Recently, there is a new Qixiu trumpet in the gang. Brother Cheng takes the upgrade every day to do tasks from level 1 to 80. There is also a hand-in-hand teaching of YY voice. I have listened to it. The girl's voice is very gentle. It sounds pretty good XD～”

Crack, the charcoal pencil in Huangfu Zhuo's hand was cut in half.

After Xiahou Jinxuan buried his head in the book again, he still said that the effect was more obvious.

Sure enough, it's not that I'm overthinking, it's that the two of them have problems with their emotional intelligence.Xiahou Jinxuan thought contentedly, it has nothing to do with me anyway, you two can get along slowly... Speaking of Christmas, what gift should I give Xia...

TBC