I don't know warm water

Zou Yan didn't know how the paintbrush ended up in Han Yike's hands, and Han Yike was in charge of coloring.

She asked Zou Yan: "What's the matter? Teacher Zhuang is so inhumane, you want you to finish it alone?"

Zou Wei stood beside him awkwardly.Fortunately, he doesn't have scars, the scars on his face are completely invisible, and he just took off his mask yesterday.

Zhang Zhirui didn't know when he came over, stood next to Zou Yu and watched Han Yike step on the chair to draw a frame, and then smiled and embraced Zou Yu: "Hey, why, I was wearing a mask a few days ago because I was afraid of inhaling chalk dust." ah?"

Zou Yan was stiffened by the embrace, and hurriedly pushed Zhang Zhirui away: "Don't move your hands."

Zhang Zhirui was delighted: "You are quite shy. Teacher Zou, didn't you say you want to teach me how to draw?"

Han Yike didn't talk to Zou Zou anymore, and quietly took the paintbrush to trace the rose-shaped edge of Zou Zou's painting little by little.

Zhang Zhirui just smiled: "Alright, alright, then, Mr. Zou, when will you teach me how to draw?"

Han Yike finally spoke: "If you really have a lot of time to spare, then lay the groundwork."

Zhang Zhirui's attention was immediately attracted, and he answered yes repeatedly.Zou Yan then watched as several people were painting and coloring together.

As soon as Li Zhefei returned to the classroom, he saw three people drawing on the left side of the blackboard at the back, so he smiled and said, "Why are you huddling together? Keeping warm?"

Zou Yan immediately distanced himself from Zhang Zhirui.

It is impossible for Zhang Zhirui to be too far away from Han Yeke, and Zou Yan didn't think about it that much at all.Who knows that Han Yike said: "If you are fine, you can draw the right side with Zou Yan."

Zou Yan hurriedly looked up at Han Yike, as if begging: I dare not stand so close to him.

Li Zhefei seemed to have this intention: "Okay, my primary school watercolor pens are famous for their beautiful paintings."

Zou Yan lowered his head and imagined what Li Zhefei said, it was really cute and funny.

"Zou Yan, come here and take me." Li Zhefei had already rolled up his sleeves and stood on the right, holding a paintbrush and not knowing what to do.

Zou Yan turned his head and patted his hot cheeks, and then went over, and handed the palette to Li Zhefei: "You just paint according to the color."

It took Zou Zou three or four days to paint by himself, but now four people are coloring, and the painting is finished after two lunch breaks.

Originally, Han Yike picked up the pen to color on the next day quite consciously, and he looked more active than Zou Yan. Naturally, Zhang Zhirui was because of Han Yike.Zou Yan took the initiative to ask Li Zhefei: "Do you want to draw together today?"

Li Zhefei took it for granted that he was going to agree, but when he moved his gaze from the book to Zou Zhe's face, he found Zou Zhe was blinking quickly, and his face was blushing.He smiled and asked, "Why are you so reserved? I haven't taught you mathematics for a long time, and we are rusty again?"

Zou Yan seemed to want to raise his head but held back: "No, thank you."

Li Zhefei joked, "Thank you? I didn't promise to paint."

But Zou Yan took it seriously, remained silent for a few seconds, and said, "It's okay, thank you for your help yesterday." Then he turned to leave.

Li Zhe said happily, "Hey, are you so dishonest?"

Zou Yan turned his head and looked at Li Zhefei in a daze, his cheeks turned even redder.He asked suspiciously, "What's wrong with me?"

Li Zhefei couldn't keep teasing anymore, so he stood up and brushed past Zou Yan: "Come on, let's speed up."

Zhang Zhirui was still there asking Han Yike seriously, Han Yike couldn't be called gentle, but he calmly and patiently answered his childish questions that seemed a little out of words.

Zou Yan and Li Zhefei stood side by side.Usually, when Zou Yan looked at Li Zhefei, he felt that Li Zhefei was tall, but he didn't expect that Li Zhefei would be so standing beside him... making people want to lean on him.Zou was so nervous yesterday that he didn't think much about it.

"Do you look better in painting or Zou Yan? Why do you only paint?" Zhang Zhirui didn't know how to chat, and asked a question that made Zou Yan feel awkward.

Li Zhefei coughed: "Zhang Zhirui, what's the matter with your mouth?"

Before Han Yike could speak, Li Zhefei winked at Zhang Zhirui: Are you stupid?Offend two people with one sentence?

Zou Yan followed Lu Yueping, and he knew how to look at people without a teacher.Seeing that Li Zhefei was in such a hurry to smooth things over, he couldn't help but turned his head and smiled, but when he thought about Li Zhefei, was it... to avoid Han Yike's embarrassment?

It's also pretty good.It is rare to see young boys who can take care of other people's emotions like this.

Zou Yan didn't know why his nose was a little sore, he tried to open his eyes wide, but the eye sockets were still sore.

Fortunately, Li Zhefei turned his head back, did not pay attention to him, and continued to color with a pen.

Han Yike understood it, and actually smiled, and dabbed some paint again: "In terms of talent, I can't compare with Zou Yan. His colorful paintings are very tasteful."

Zou Yan opened his mouth subconsciously: "Have you seen my paintings?"

Han Yike didn't speak, but it might be that Zou Yan's voice was too low, she didn't hear it.

Only now did Zhang Zhirui understand why he couldn't speak like that just now, and couldn't help but be astounded by Han Yike's answer.

Soon, the coloring work of this blackboard newspaper was also completed.Han can also ask: "Zou Yan, where is the text in the middle? Who do you think is better?"

Zou Wei thought for a while and said, "Who wrote it before?"

Han Yike turned his neck: "Didn't I tell you to take responsibility this time?"

Zou Yan looked at Han Yike very seriously: "Then you write."

Han Yike replied with a half-smile, "My calligraphy is ugly."

Zou Yan said "Oh": "Then I didn't let you color..."

Han Yi laughed: "Isn't my color ugly? Is it lightening your burden?" As he spoke, he suddenly approached his ear, "Besides, there are Li Zhefei and the others."

Zou Yan stared at Han Yike with wide eyes in horror.

Li Zhefei got up from his seat for some reason, walked towards Zou Yan and asked, "How about I write it?"

Zou Yan stared at Li Zhefei with his frightened deer-like eyes.

Li Zhefei's handwriting is beautiful, relaxed and upright, but every stroke still has the sharp taste of thin gold body.Zou Yan is not a class representative, and he has never seen the homework of everyone in the class, but he thinks that Li Zhefei's handwriting must be the most beautiful in the class.

Han Yike was a little surprised: "Are you going to write it? It will be finished before class exercises tomorrow morning."

Li Zhefei shrugged: "It's okay, isn't there a physical education class this afternoon?"

"Aren't you going to PE class?" Zou Yan was shocked.When will Li Zhefei not play golf?There are only three physical education classes in a week, and the physical education teacher is often "sick" the week before the exam, which makes Li Zhefei waste his precious activity time on these erotic things in the class, which makes Zou feel inappropriate.

Li Zhefei took a chalk and wrote a few words on the blackboard, and then asked, "Can you take a look?"

Zou Yan didn't need to look at it and wanted to ask: Why not?Li Zhefei Of course you can take the initiative to help me.

Han Yike seemed to smile, walked around Zou Yan and returned to his seat.Zou Yan then said to Li Zhefei: "Are you really willing?"

After asking for a while, I was nervous.It's like asking "Will you marry me?"

Li Zhefei raised his eyebrows: "Why don't you want to? It's okay, isn't the school coming to check tomorrow?"