The plan of the day is in the morning

Ladies and gentlemen, move quickly with the cap of the pen in your mouth, and outline a general outline in a few strokes

A little boy wearing a mask squatted on the ground. He was wearing a shirt and suit shorts, like the young master Jingui in a TV series. A dirty puppy was curled up in a cardboard box in front of him.

"Is this a sketch?"

Hongmao became interested, "Do you know how to draw?"

"I've been studying for a while."

Yi Xiaotian put down his pen and looked at his work with satisfaction.

"Let me take one let me take one."

Lu Mao actively took out his mobile phone to take pictures, "Since the boss left, I haven't seen anyone draw for a long time. I'll take a picture of this painting for him to see later!"

Boss?

Yi Xiaotian looked at them.

The red hair is the second brother, and the green hair is called the third. He has always thought that the yellow hair is the boss. From this point of view, the yellow hair may be the youngest.

"Your boss, shouldn't he have dyed blue hair?"

Yi Xiaotian finished the painting and was in a good mood.

"Hey what tone are you talking about,"

After Lumao finished pressing the phone, he said to him, "Our boss is not as amateur as you. He is a serious painter who graduated from a prestigious school! It's that famous academy of fine arts, what's it called?"

He got stuck while speaking, and looked at the red hair for help.

Hongmao smiled, "A is big."

"That's right! It's A University!! A school that can only be entered by the champion!"

Lu Mao raised her chest and looked up proudly.

"University A? Academy of Fine Arts?"

Yi Xiaotian sneered, "Come on, do you know the requirements for admission to the Art Academy of University A, so you dare to say University A?"

"You don't believe it! I still have photos here!"

Lumao became anxious when he heard that, and flipped through the photo album, "Ten years ago we sent the boss to school, and we took pictures at the school gate! And his admission letter!! Hey, I found it! Look! "

Yi Xiaotian approached suspiciously, and saw that there was indeed a photo on the screen, the pixels were very blurred, as if it had been re-taken with a mobile phone from a developed photo, and it was quite a few years ago.

In front of the eye-catching school gate in the photo, there are four young people standing side by side, three of whom can be vaguely identified as the current trio of red, yellow and green. In the photo, they have not dyed their hair, and they have three neat afro heads, only one The skinny young man was wearing a black coat and glasses out of place, with short hair soft and shy and young smiling, presumably he was the boss in Lumao's mouth.

Just looking at his face and attire, as well as his gentle and weak temperament, he doesn't seem to be worthy of the title of such a quack boss.

Yi Xiaotian stared at that person twice more, "What's his name?"

"Lin Yangqing."

Lumao was triumphant, "Boss is famous now, and he just went abroad for an art exhibition last month!"

"What, do you know each other?"

Seeing Yi Xiaotian's inexplicable expression, the red hair asked.

"do not know."

Yi Xiaotian shook his head, he had never heard of this name, but for some reason, he had an inexplicable sense of familiarity with this stranger.

"The boss also graduated from Huaguang back then, and he was your senior. His grades are very good, and he is always in the top ten of his grade every time."

Lumao put away his phone and murmured, "Now it's time for success. Back then when he said he wanted to learn painting, his father almost broke his leg. He fell out with his family. He still asked us for the money to go to Beijing for training and exams." Three borrowed it."

"Hey, boy, have you ever thought about taking this path in the future? I think you're pretty good at painting, aren't you getting bad grades, so why not change to painting, maybe you can get an A if you work hard. Daddy, then you can be with your buddy who wears a mask—oh why are you beating me again?"

"It's okay, don't fool around, other people know it by themselves."

Hongmao said and glanced at Yi Xiaotian.

Yi Xiaotian shrugged, "Let's forget about University A, as far as my grades in the cultural class are concerned, it will be brushed down directly."

When he said this, his original emotions seemed to have subsided again, and he put the cap on the pencil, carefully folded the cigarette papers and put them back in his pocket. He stretched himself and stood up. "Okay, let's stop here today, I have to get up early for school tomorrow. I'll go buy a bill first."

"Come on."

Lumao held him down and waved his hand cheerfully, "What do you want to buy? I've had a good chat today. This meal is my treat. I'll just bring my classmates to visit often~"

"Oh, what a shame."

Looking at the two backs who crossed their shoulders and walked away, Hongmao flicked the cigarette ash and muttered thoughtfully, "It can't be such a coincidence..."

He pondered for a while, took out his phone and sent a message.

-Boss, do you know a kid named Yi Xiaotian?

14, 14

Yu Chen felt it the moment the light in the small building opposite was on. The fountain pen twirled twice on his slender fingers, and he looked at the mobile phone that was placed aside.

In the next second, the phone buzzed, indicating that a message was connected.

There is an extra line of words under the ugly little sun profile picture:

- Are our students still working hard?

On the opposite side, the lights in the room facing the second floor were also on, and a familiar silhouette fell on the window. Yu Chen could almost imagine someone leaning against the bay window at this moment, with one foot dangling lazily.

He messaged back.

- watching a video.

-Yi Xiaotian: What video? ?

-Yu Chen: Basketball commentary.

-Yi Xiaotian: Be good!pat head.jpg

Yu Chen smiled, and was about to put the phone back when it buzzed again.

-Yi Xiaotian: Xueshen, let's discuss something?

-Yu Chen:?

-Yi Xiaotian: When you are free someday, how about we go and see that little silly dog?

Yu Chen froze for a moment.

Xiaosha was an abandoned puppy that he and Xiaotian picked up in the park seven years ago, and they found a new owner for it. The name was originally called by Xiaotian, and the new owner didn’t change it because he thought it was interesting. .

Yu Chen is allergic to dog hair, and Xiaotian is afraid of dogs, so they had to hide it from the family. Before finding a new owner, the two little kids had to go to great lengths to save the dying Xiaosha, so that they sent him away later. It's always a bit reluctant.

In the first month after sending Xiaosha away, the two of them ran to its new home as soon as school was over, and then Yu Chen stopped Xiaotian who wanted to find Xiaosha for three days.

They were still young at that time, Xiaotian couldn't understand his thoughts, but he always followed him, Yu Chen said that he didn't want to go anymore, no matter how reluctant Xiaotian was, he obediently didn't bother Xiaosha in his new home life.

Then seven years passed in the blink of an eye.

In fact, Yu Chen left the contact information of Xiaosha’s owner back then, and now he also has the other party’s WeChat. From time to time, he can find some photos of Xiaosha in Moments. He knows that he is doing well now, but he has never said anything about these things. I mentioned it in front of Xiaotian.

He came back to his senses and replied on his phone.

-it is good.

The person on the other side returned quickly, as excited as a primary school student about to go on an outing.

-Yi Xiaotian: Then, should we prepare some canned dog snacks?

-Yi Xiaotian: I'll ask Fat Tiger later, his family has a border shepherd with experience.

-Yi Xiaotian: Tsk tsk, you said it has been so many years, can the little white-eyed wolf still recognize us?Back then, feeding it a handful of feces and urine was like raising a child, and it even peed all over me!

-...

The phone buzzed non-stop for a long time, one message after another, someone read it like a hard-working old mother, Yu Chen was so funny watching it.

The other side was quiet for a while, and the next one popped up again:

-Yi Xiaotian: If you don't make a sound for a long time, you must be holding back your laughter, right? #Slanting eyes Yu Chen pursed her lips.

-No.

- come on , i don ' t know you

- When the little silly dog ​​pissed on me, you held back your laughter like that, and even told Aunt Chen that I peed my pants. Let me tell you, I hold a grudge.

-Tell me, you saw the little silly dog ​​couldn't walk, but you picked it up and threw all the milk and poop at me. You are so embarrassed.

-swearing.jpg

Yu Chen could feel the resentment from the distant past through the screen, he thought about it, and slowly went back to the past.

-I made milk powder money.

- Yi Xiaotian: ...

-Yi Xiaotian: Thumbs up.jpg

This is no excuse.

Back then, due to various reasons, even though their family was well off, neither of them had much pocket money, but they had to spend money to buy milk powder for Xiaosha’s medical treatment. In the competition, the urgent need was solved with bonuses.

This was the beginning of their self-reliance without telling their family members. At first, they were forced to do so, but after the first time, they were inspired. Later, Xiaotian wanted to learn painting, and the tuition fee for registration was less than the prize money for the morning competition. Paint, paper and pens all cost money, and Xiaotian’s father couldn’t let Xiaotian’s father know about buying these things, so he still couldn’t ask his family for money. During that time, Yuchen, who had always kept a low profile and didn’t like being surrounded by people, participated in several competitions.

Of course, the paper can't cover the flames, their parents found out about this not-so-small move, Yu Chen was fine, Xiao Tian was beaten up by his father and almost went to the hospital.

……

Of course, Yu Chen was not the only one who recalled these things, Yi Xiaotian clicked his tongue, and subconsciously straightened his back, as if he could still feel the burning pain on his back from being whipped by a stick.

The light in the opposite window was already dimmed, and a student god must have fallen asleep.Yi Xiaotian jumped down from the bay window, opened the bottom drawer of the desk, and took out the key to the studio.

The studio is in the attic, the door is locked, and when you open it, there is a strong smell of paint.

In Yi Xiaotian's memory, this smell has been with him since he can remember, almost equal to his mother's smell.

Yi Xiaotian's mother is a studio teacher. She graduated from the Academy of Fine Arts of A University. After graduation, she met his father and got married not long after working in the studio.

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