Chasing after that warm male brother

In November, the Academy of Fine Arts of W University held this year's oil painting competition according to the previous rules.

This time the theme is autumn scenery.

After class, Xiong Weiming passed by Joan's place and said in a low voice, "This time I won't let you play tricks and snatch my championship."

At this time last year, Qiao An won a moderate ranking in the school's design competition, but Xiong Weiming, who firmly believed that he could win the award, failed. Works, and even hired a few punks to surround Joan.

Qiao An became very angry when he thought of this incident. Even though this incident made him know Weinan, getting involved in a troublesome matter for no reason is enough to make people upset. He took two steps back in fright, and ran away in a panic.

Cut, really cowardly.

In fact, after getting to know Wei Nan, Qiao An's temper has become very good, and he usually doesn't fight easily, but there are always some little people who still don't want him to be happy. Qiao An threw his schoolbag on his back and left the classroom angrily.

In order to prepare for this competition, Joan began to retreat and draw again.

The theme is autumn, and most people think of golden fallen leaves, harvested fruits and other scenery, but in fact, people and things can be used as materials for painting.

After the teacher said the theme, Joan suddenly had an inspiration.

It's a pity that it became even busier because of this. It happened that Wei Nan was also busy with his academic papers during this time, and the two couldn't communicate for a while. Although they had called, the boys didn't talk that much, and He hung up after talking for a few minutes.

Joan couldn't help but feel sorry.However, there is another Wei Nan in his room, which is placed on the easel beside his bed. Every time he looks at Wei Nan who smiles at him, it seems that it is not so regretful not to meet him.

On this day, Joan was sketching in the park again, using charcoal to simply outline the scenery in front of him.

He decided to use the scenery of this park as the background of his oil painting for the competition.

However, the draft has been drawn more than ten times, and the details have been considered a lot, but every time Qiao An feels dissatisfied, and always feels that something is missing.But after much deliberation, he didn't know what he lacked.

The day before the submission of the manuscript was getting closer and closer, and Joan was hesitating whether he should continue.

As soon as he was distracted, the charcoal made a big bend on the canvas, messing up a line, and made him rub it with his hands in a hurry, but he heard a voice saying, "Hey, is this hand drawing wrong?"

Joan frowned.

He just felt that someone was watching behind him, but he didn't intend to pay attention to it. This kind of situation often happened when he was sketching. It will disturb, so Joan usually ignores these sights.

Unexpectedly, this person took the initiative to talk to him, and what he said was that there was something wrong with him and he had to say that the way of talking this time was quite skillful.Joan turned his head and said in a bad tone, "What's wrong?"

It was a gentle-looking boy who was speaking, wearing a plaid sweater and a plain scarf around his neck. He probably didn't expect that Joan would respond to his soliloquy, and waved his hands in a panic, "Ah, I am just looking around."

"I'm asking you something. What's wrong?" Joan said.

So the boy said, "What you painted is the hands of farmers, because there is soil in the hands and they are holding fruits, so it can be seen that they are farmers... However, although the painting is of farmers, some details are not well reflected. Compared with a person working in the fields, these hands are too slender and complete, without any scars or blood stains, and the blackness and roughness alone are not strong enough to give people the impact."

Then he rubbed his head again, "What I said is not accurate, if you want more reference, you can read David Alejandro's work "The Gleaners."

Joan paused.

It turned out to be the case.

In fact, Qiao An has never seen the hands of farmers. The scene he is drawing now is based on his own imagination and the pictures he has seen on the Internet. He thought that what he drew was realistic enough, but it was not real enough in the eyes of others.

The boy suddenly stretched out his hand, "My name is Shen Yanqing. I'm from Z Academy of Fine Arts next door. I haven't seen you before. You must be from W University."

After Qiao An understood his shortcomings, he planned to leave like this, but when he saw the other party's initiative to show his favor, he hesitated a little.

Wei Nan told him that sometimes he has to learn to treat other people's kindness with kindness, and don't be too indifferent to everyone.

He stretched out his hand and briefly shook hands with Shen Yanqing, "I'm Qiao An."

"Joan." Shen Yanqing grinned, "Do you also like to come here to sketch? I used to come here often, but why haven't I seen you? And are you a student of W University? You haven't told me just now. I……"

Unfortunately, it turned out to be a chatterbox.

……

After a few days, Qiao An gradually got used to Shen Yanqing chattering beside him while he was painting.

Shen Yanqing is a person who can't stand loneliness. He chatters like a bird. This kind of person is probably very suitable for Wei Nan. Sometimes Qiao An can't help but feel envious. If he is so talkative when facing Wei Nan Enough.

Of course, occasionally Shen Yanqing would calm down, that is, when he was planning to paint, the two of them would be very quiet at this time, sitting on the chair motionless and staring at their canvas.

Shen Yanqing's painting skills are great, especially the mastery of color and that insight, which is beyond the reach of ordinary people, and he doesn't mind sharing his experience with others. Whenever Qiao An asks him any questions, he will answer them readily.

Thanks to Shen Yanqing's help, Qiao An's first draft was completed quickly.

"I won't come tomorrow." Joan said as she packed her things one night.

"Ah?" Shen Yanqing was a little disappointed. These days, he has been running to this park to draw with Joan every day, and it has become a habit. Although Joan has a bad temper, he speaks very sharply, and many questions hit the nail on the head. The red heart also benefited him a lot.

"Why." Shen Yanqing puffed up his mouth, he looked so cute, people couldn't help but want to agree to all his requests, Shen Yanqing's face was indeed always invincible at times, it's a pity that Qiao An didn't like this.Push his big face away.

"I've been absent from class for a few days, so I can't be absent again." Despite being a little impatient, Joan still explained to him in this way. He took Shen Yanqing to heart.

"Then let's exchange numbers." Shen Yanqing took out her mobile phone and smiled stupidly.

Qiao An really couldn't see that someone could change his face in an instant.

Just now he looked sad, but now he can laugh so silly in an instant.

He rolled his eyes, and reported his number to Shen Yanqing. Shen Yanqing called Qiao An, and then forced Qiao An to save his number.

There are only a few calls in Qiao An's mobile phone, parents, brother, the teacher in the class and a few class committee members, and then Wei Nan.

Now there seems to be another idiot.

……

Wei Nan moved the hybrid rose he cultivated into the school's greenhouse. This time, the rose that took him almost a year to serve was a variant of the neptune rose. It was light golden red and had more than [-] petals, compared to the original species. Neptune has a high survival rate.He intends to submit the results of this rose as his academic paper for this year.

"Flower farmer." Gao Yi was waiting for him outside the door. "Your teacher is about to bother you. You have been paying roses for three years in a row. Is it okay to plant a turnip once in a while?"

"I planted them for you to eat?" Wei Nan poured enough water on his roses to ensure that they could get enough sun the next day before taking off his gloves, "These roses can make money, Professor Yanji talked to me today , he wanted me to stay and go to graduate school directly.”

"Then continue to squeeze your labor?" Gao Yi was a little dissatisfied. "You're not a gardener."

"Ha, I don't care anyway." Wei Nan smiled, "Cultivating new varieties of flowers is also my hobby. Besides, the definition of plant cultivation and gardening is very vague."

"Yes, yes, it doesn't matter what you are." Gao Yi sighed, "So, you plan to follow your advisor's advice and go directly to graduate school? Didn't you consider doing anything else?"

Wei Nan turned off the light in the greenhouse, and walked out with his schoolbag on his back, "Gao Yi, just say it directly if you have anything to say, I don't think we need to beat around the bush."

Gao Yi followed his footsteps, "Then let me be blunt. In fact, when we went to the suburbs to play a few days ago, Bozhou and I talked about you. He said that he wanted to start a foreign trade company recently. So much time to manage Shenglan's business, so if you have time, help him take care of this aspect."

"Okay, just ask what he wants me to do." Wei Nan said, "It happens that my thesis is almost finished, and the rest is just waiting for the results to come out..."

"Wei Nan, did you hear me clearly?" Gao Yi raised his voice a little and interrupted him. "What Bozhou means is that he wants to hand over all of Shenglan's business to you. He doesn't just ask you to settle accounts for him, to manage people, but to take over completely. Moreover, you should probably give up and run every day What are those part-time jobs in those stores? They don’t make much money and they work so hard. Don’t forget that we founded Shenglan together, and you also have a part in it.”

Wei Nan didn't speak for a while.

"I don't want that money, and I don't find it hard." He said after a long time.

Although this answer did not directly reject, it did not mean agreeing. Gao Yi understood that Wei Nan's words were almost equivalent to a disguised refusal.

Gao Yi sighed in his heart, what Wei Nan was thinking, sometimes even these friends who grew up together couldn't figure it out, this guy didn't care about anything on the surface, and sometimes he was stubborn to a terrible degree.Sticking to the house that doesn't feel like home, planting those meaningless roses, like an idealist, ignorant of the future and destiny.

Confusion, hesitation, I'm afraid it doesn't matter to him.

Ah, sometimes this guy is so hopeless that people can hold him and cry.he thought so.