The joy of rebirth

After spending a whole day preparing painting tools and packing his luggage, Xue Yan boarded the train to S City in the early morning of the third day.

Because the time was staggered from that of general art candidates, there were not many people at the train station.

The Academy of Fine Arts in City S is where Xue Yan used to teach.Xue Yan sat by the window, watching the scenery outside the window change little by little, as if so many years were passing by little by little.

City S is Xue Yan's hometown in the past, low-key and introverted, just like Xue Yan.Even if it gives you a flashy and cheerful appearance, you must not ignore the stories behind the sun.

Arrived at two o'clock in the afternoon.After getting off the train, Xue Yan realized that China is indeed a populous country.

There are students carrying painting tools everywhere, some are clean and fashionable, and some are shabby.These people are already leaving S city to go to other places.

Standing at the exit, Xue Yan heard shouts from behind——Don't squeeze, don't squeeze!My paint is falling off! ——suddenly smiled, this is the life close to him.

After getting on the bus, Xue Yan went straight to the Academy of Fine Arts.

When the car passed by the neighborhood where he used to live, Xue Yan didn't dare to turn his head to look at it. He laughed at himself in his heart. It was really a loss. He had saved enough money to buy the house at that time!

Now the family with this status can only be considered a well-off family. Although his mother told him not to save money, Xue Yan still adhered to the principle of saving if he could, and resolutely refused to take a taxi if he could take the bus.

I didn't bring many things with me, except for a few changes of clothes and travel expenses, the rest was only painting tools.After getting off the bus station, Xue Yan walked to the Academy of Fine Arts.

At 03:30 in the afternoon, there were not many people wandering outside the school.

Xue Yan walked to the admissions office with ease.The people there were already about to "close the stall". They looked up and saw Xue Yan, and asked, "What do you do?"

Xue Yan knew this person. He was a colleague back then. He was a very weird person, but he was absolutely amazing professionally.

"Hello teacher, I am a college entrance examination candidate this year, and I want to know about your school's admissions exam."

The teacher frowned, "Don't you know? The exam is over."

"I'm sorry, I may have come at a wrong time, but I have really admired your school for a long time." Xue Yan tried hard to moisten his eyes.

"Admiration for a long time? Can you remember the exam time wrong?" The person opposite gave him a sideways look.

"No, in fact, I have been fighting with my family for a long time..." Keke, it lasted quite a night, "They don't understand, and they don't want me to be an art student, but I have always been, in Secretly studying art! I have been struggling in my heart for the past few days, and I finally came to take the exam by myself!" Xue Yan found that he seemed to have a talent for acting..."Maybe my art skills are not good enough, but my The teacher said that I am still very talented, so please give me a chance!"

"..." Someone was speechless, and then said after a pause, "...This is against the rules.".

"I heard... if you get a letter of recommendation from a professor, you get extra points... Could you please watch me finish a painting and hand it over to a professor? If he says I'm not good enough , then I will give up!" Xue Yan stared into the eyes of the opposite teacher with great sadness.Xiao Mian, do you think that if I change my skin, I won’t know that you are a professor? !

"Uh...this."

"please……"

The teacher thought about it, but he just looked at the child's painting anyway, so he nodded.

"Okay, but there is a time limit. You can draw whatever you want, and I will only wait for an hour." The teacher sighed softly, "Oh, I really am a soft-hearted person."

Xue Yan: =. =...Are you still soft-hearted when you shortened three hours into one hour? !

An hour later, the teacher looked at the painting in his hand and was surprised.

"Uh, this one you drew is...me?"

"Yes."

"……not bad."

"Thank you. Then, please."

……

After communicating with the professor about the exam, Xue Yan decided to find a place to stay first.

He intends to stay outside for about 6 days.If you live in those better chain hotels, it costs at least 170 yuan a day, so it will cost more than 1000 yuan for six days.

Xue Yan could imagine his father in pain, so staying in a good hotel was not an option.

There are also some small private hotels near the Academy of Fine Arts, where you can only rent a bed.Xue Yan sighed, and decided to live in this "quaint" shop in front of him.

"You are also a student who came to take the exam?" The owner of the house is an old lady.

"Yes."

"Ah, it's not easy for you, I'll give you a 40% discount. It's [-] yuan a night, okay?"

"Yes, thank you!"

Follow the aunt into a room, there are four beds in total, the one by the window seems to be occupied, and there are painting utensils on the small cabinet next to it.

Xue Yan then chose another bed by the window, thanked the aunt, and saw her go downstairs with a smile.

"Oh, Liang Zai, the two children who live here today are so beautiful!" The aunt's loud voice came into Xue Yan's ears from downstairs, and the corners of Xue Yan's mouth twitched, wondering if he should feel honored.

After tidying up his things, Xue Yan sat by the window and took out a book from his schoolbag to read.

After a while, the door opened again.Xue Yan frowned slightly, but immediately recovered his calm expression.

"Hello." The person who walked in closed the door casually, noticed Xue Yan's painting tools, and said, "Are you also an art candidate?"

"Well, yes. You too?" The person in front of me is indeed "beautiful" as the aunt said, and it's not cowardly and beautiful, but - wanton handsome?

"That's right." The tall man kicked off his shoes casually, and slumped down on his own bed, "I'm exhausted."

Xue Yan glanced at him, "Does it mean that today's exam is very tiring?"

"Tch, what's so tiring about the exam?" The man grinned, "I walked from the east of the city to the west of the city today..."

Xue Yan didn't ask, but just looked at him in surprise.The other party turned his face from the pillow to look at Xue Yan, and explained with a smile: "It's nothing, just pretend I have a convulsion."

Xue Yan said silently, well, in fact, this can be regarded as an explanation.

"Where did you buy that?" Xue Yan's attention was suddenly attracted by the other party's bracelet.

Very simple gray rope, the wood carving is a bit rough, but very...natural?A little monster with closed eyes.

"This?" The boy waved his hand indifferently, "I made it myself."

"You did it? It's amazing."

"I'll give it to you if you like it." The boy took it off and threw it on Xue Yan's bed.

"Uh, thank you, I will take good care of it." The boy on the opposite side was too open, and Xue Yan didn't want to get tired of it. "Hey, this is for you." Xue Yan dug out a... stone from his backpack.

The boy took it with a half-smile, "What is this?"

"What does it look like to you?"

"An egg?"

… Xue Yan coughed, "This is the best material for drawing dolls. It was not easy for me to come across it, so I will leave it to you."

The boy laughed, "Okay, I'll use it to draw dolls."

"I haven't asked your name yet?"

"My name is Guo Hao, how about you?"

"Xue Yan."

The two went out together to find something to eat, and it was almost 8 o'clock when they came back.

"Hey, where are you going next?"

"Well, I plan to wait for the notice from the Academy of Fine Arts first, and go to City T tomorrow afternoon."

"Oh, well, I'm leaving early tomorrow morning."

Xue Yan's phone rang suddenly.

"Hello."

"I am the teacher of the Academy of Fine Arts who received you today."

"Oh hello, any news?"

"Come to the admissions office at 8 o'clock tomorrow morning and prepare your painting tools. I will give you another chance, and I hope you will seize it."

"I see, bye."

"Hmm." The teacher curled his lips and hung up the phone. He wanted to give him some pointers, but who knew he was so eager to "goodbye".

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