A box of light gray blue

One movement suddenly pushed the distance between the two of them far away.

Fu Zhongzhou pinched the tissue in his hand, only to realize that Xu Wei seemed to be a little resistant to physical contact.

Usually when they are having a good time, they often hook their shoulders together, especially Qin Ping and Peng Peng, they can't wait to throw their whole bodies on each other every time.But Xu Yan never took the initiative to do these things, and would pretend to be impatient to avoid them when being hugged.Maybe it's because he doesn't think too much physical contact is cool enough, or it could be that he's simply not used to being intimate with other people.

But such a person allowed him to sleep in the same bed with him, hold his arm, rub his head, and even wear his clothes.Xu Yan would unknowingly compromise his coolness for him, that's why he was found to be cute.

When Fu Zhongzhou found out that this was different, that subtle emotion came out again.That feeling is like digging out a shining gem from the sand, which makes people feel happy.This gem planted a seed in his heart, and he didn't know what would grow.

Xu Yan was also embarrassed by his overreaction, and at this moment moved back to the table with some embarrassment.Fu Zhongzhou stuffed the paper towel into his hand, "Wipe it, there are still scallions on the corner of his mouth."

"……Oh."

Xu Chang took the tissue in embarrassment, and wiped it on his mouth indiscriminately.

When Xu Yun came back, the two sat facing each other, and the atmosphere was strange.

After dinner, Xu Yun wanted to visit the studio.The three bought watermelon juice on the side of the road and drank it while going back to school.

"Wow, it's so big here. I thought the training school was very small." Xu Yun was led by the two in the surrounding teaching building, looking at the paintings hanging on the wall, "The decoration is also great. Eh."

"I thought it was huge when I first came here," Xu Chang said, "but if the scope of activities is limited to this place every day, I will feel that this place is getting smaller and smaller."

The three walked into classroom 505 and found that there were many students who were doing their homework.

"Well," Fu Zhongzhou suddenly remembered something, "It seems that we haven't done our homework yet."

"Homework? Didn't you finish drawing yesterday?"

"It's today's homework," Fu Zhongzhou flipped through the messages on his phone, "It was assigned in the morning, five sketches and one head portrait. I didn't call you because you were sleeping so soundly, so I forgot about it later."

Xu Yun narrowed her eyes and glanced at the two of them, "Okay, then I'll sit by the side and watch without disturbing you."

When she said "look", she really meant "look".The two of them were sitting on their seats and doing their homework, while Xu Yun propped her head and stared at the picture carefully, asking two outrageous questions from time to time.

Xu Yan didn't have much confidence in painting, and Xu Yun kept staring at him, making it even more difficult to draw.This embarrassing feeling is like writing a half-written Chinese composition and being read aloud by classmates.

After Xu Yun asked "What is the black stripe in your hand", Xu Yan finally couldn't help it.

"You play your own game, don't always ask questions."

Xu Yun shrugged, "Okay."

Fu Zhongzhou heard the meaning of his words, and glanced at his painting quietly, but was caught straight.

"Whatever you look at, don't look at it." Xu Chang warned him angrily, but he lost his momentum at the end of the sentence, "...read after painting."

"You draw very well, why can't you see it?" Fu Zhongzhou continued to draw his own.

"I think so too!" Xu Yun interjected, "Although...although it seems that Brother Fu's paintings are better."

"...Can you two stop talking?"

"Be confident." Fu Zhongzhou stretched out his left hand, and pinched the back of Xu Yu's neck with his clean fingers.This time he was sitting in a corner with nowhere to hide.

His movements were very slow, and Xu Yu managed to calm down, ready to accept a bowl of chicken soup for the soul from the same table, but saw Fu Zhongzhou approaching his ear mysteriously.Xu Yun saw that they seemed to be talking about secrets, so she hurried up to listen.

"look……"

The heads of the three were crowded together, covered by two drawing boards.Fu Zhongzhou quietly pointed to a painting in front of him. "Look at this picture. The draft of the composition is not done well, and the whole head is almost out of the picture. At this level, the highest score in the exam is 75."

He pointed to a painting obliquely in front of him again, "Look at that picture, the facial features are almost in the right position, but the muscles are too obvious... It's as if... the person in the painting has no face. It's impossible to draw like this for the exam. Pass."

"Look at that picture again..."

The masters of those paintings are still sitting in the classroom drawing.Xu Yan listened to him carefully analyzing the paintings with a dark face, for fear that if he spoke louder, he would be surrounded by those people and beat him.

"Look at yours again," Fu Zhongzhou tapped on his drawing board, "How beautiful it is. It's only seven or eight points worse than mine."

Xu Yu was amused by him in his heart, but he still asked in a low voice with a cold face: "Are you coaxing the child?"

Fu Zhongzhou imitated Xu Yun and shrugged, "I don't mind bringing two children today."

"You'd better shut up and draw, thank you at the same table." Xu Chang picked up the pen again and stopped talking to this childish ghost.But even though he didn't say anything, he was still very grateful to Fu Zhongzhou in his heart.

Xu Yun was probably too sleepy from the train ride in the morning, so she fell asleep soon after sitting in the corner.

A group of people sitting not far away were playing folk songs on the classroom speakers, which made Xu Yan feel drowsy.Just when he almost bumped his face into the painting, Fu Zhongzhou called out to stop him.

"Xu Yu," his tone was still as gentle as usual, but his attitude was very serious, "What I just said was the truth, you really draw well."

"Ah."

"But don't slack off. Although many people's paintings are not as good as yours now, you won't know until the last second about things like training camps."

Seeing that his tone became serious, Xu Chang couldn't help turning his head to look at him.

The classroom is very noisy, some people are drawing, some are chatting, and some are playing music.But Fu Zhongzhou's voice seemed to come from the whole world.

"After September, you will find that everyone is very hardworking. Painting does require talent, but some people know that they have no talent, but are willing to spend several times more time and energy than others, just to catch up with those who have talent. Talented people. Some people work hard and it's really scary."

"Are you mocking me for my lack of talent?"

"No. I want to prepare you well. Maybe one day, you will suddenly find that some people who used to be at the bottom of the class suddenly become very strong."

Xu Chang's back suddenly began to sweat coldly.He thought of Lou Zhuo who always got high scores every time, Qin Ping who stayed up all night drawing in the corridor, and those classmates who were a little strange but worked hard.

How can this make people not anxious.How many people will he have to beat in this exam battle before he can get an ideal result?

"Set a goal." Fu Zhongzhou saw his uneasiness, "You are too confused, you will never know whether your efforts are enough, so you are always torturing your body."

"Target?"

Xu Chang glanced at him, and a strong desire welled up in his heart.He does not have an ideal school for the time being, nor does he have an expected score, but he just thinks that the higher the test, the better.But now, he was aroused with a strong desire to win by the person in front of him who worried about him.

"...I don't want to compete with them, I want to compete with you."

"I hope that I can surpass you in the entrance exam."

Fu Zhongzhou raised his eyebrows in surprise. "Better than me in the entrance exam? Okay. But you can set a small goal first, such as getting a good score in the monthly exam in July."

"There are still three weeks," Xu Wei picked up the pen, "wait and see."

After having dinner in the cafeteria, Xu Yun was about to return to City X.

"She's a child, wouldn't it be safe to go back by herself?"

In the train station, Fu Zhongzhou looked at Xu Yun's back with some concern.

"Don't worry," Xu Yan was very calm, leaning on the railing and waving goodbye to Xu Yun in the distance, "Don't look at her always dressed cutely, she is actually a Taekwondo practitioner since elementary school."

"So strong?" Fu Zhongzhou smacked his mouth, "Your family is really interesting. The little girl is going to learn Taekwondo, and you come to learn painting."

"Isn't it possible?" Xu Yu snorted coldly, turned and walked out of the station, "Why can't I like it?"

"Of course." Fu Zhongzhou didn't expect a joke to make him unhappy, and quickly chased after him to coax him, "You can do whatever you like."

It was already eight o'clock in the evening when the two walked out of the train station. The lights outside the train station in City C were just turned on, and the bustling crowd was shuttling in the square, and the rollers of the suitcases collided with each other on the rough and rough concrete floor, making a lot of noise.

Xu Huang, who was walking in front, turned his head and gave Fu Zhongzhou a brief but unclear look.

Of course you can't do everything you like.

Thinking so, he walked towards the bus station.