A box of light gray blue

"Hurry up and draw," Brother Sheng paced back and forth in the studio with his arms folded.It was meal time, and the smell of the food outside the window mixed with the strong smell of grilled skewers from the roadside stalls rushed into the studio.A group of students who are still practicing color have already worked overtime for half an hour. They are so hungry that their chests stick to their backs, and their saliva is about to drip out.

Xu Chang didn't intend to finish his meal, so he leaned on his seat and practiced sketching after completing the task.

Lou Zhuo was still not at ease. After drawing for a while, he took out his mobile phone and kept sending messages to Song Qinghan.Seeing her nervous look, Xu Yan comforted her and said, "Don't worry too much, what can happen if you have dinner with your classmates."

Before he could speak, Song Qinghan's phone call came in.

"Hello, Qinghan." Lou Zhuo answered the phone. "Well, have you seen your classmate?"

Xu Yan was not far away, and the sound of an emergency car came from the receiver of the mobile phone.His heart tightened, and he found that Lou Zhuo's face became very ugly.

On the phone, Song Qinghan whimpered and tried her best to control her emotions. "Wuuu... I just walked outside the school, and a group of people I didn't know came to trouble me. Fortunately, a teacher helped me..."

"Then how are you? Are you injured?" Lou Zhuo put down the things in his hands and was about to go out, but was stopped by Xu Huang.

Xu Yan pressed her shoulders to calm her down first.

"I...I'm fine, but the teacher who rescued me was injured. You don't need to come. I'm in the ambulance now and accompany him to the hospital." Song Qinghan was almost frightened, but still comforted Lou Zhuo calmly. "I'm fine, I'll come back to the dormitory to see you at night."

"No," Lou Zhuo was distressed and angry, "now video call me."

After a burst of noise, Song Qinghan's crying face appeared on the screen.She was sitting in the car, and there seemed to be a person lying behind her, and two medical staff beside her were helping to stop the bleeding.

"Look, I'm really fine."

She turned her face left and right, except for scratching her skin, there was nothing serious.

"That's good..." Lou Zhuo let out a long breath.Xu Chang saw the camera flicker, revealing the face of the person behind Song Qinghan.

"This is……"

Xu Chang almost cried out.The man lying flat on the stretcher had long hair hanging messily by his side, his face was covered with blood, and he still had the familiar briefcase by his hand.

However, Song Qinghan didn't notice anything strange about them.She hung up the phone, leaving Lou Zhuo and Xu Huang staring blankly at the blacked-out screen.

10 minutes ago.

Lu Changming's choice to take this path home was not a whim.Since a few days ago, he has noticed that a black car is always parked here.Once he pretended to look into the car inadvertently, and saw five ruffian young men secretly waiting for someone.He has a strong sense of security, and soon realized that this group of people might be looking for trouble.

The end of this road leads to Yimei, so they are probably looking for a teacher or student of Yimei.

At this moment, he finally verified this point.

Song Qinghan struggled and was dragged by a group of people to the car door.She clasped her fingers tightly on the opened car door, refusing to go in without saying anything.

"What are you doing?"

Lu Changming stepped forward with a briefcase in hand, and asked questions very restrainedly.

The guy in the lead raised his eyebrows, "Who are you?"

"Her teacher."

Song Qinghan's eyes were empty, and the tears couldn't stop flowing.

"Teacher? What's the matter, teacher, we are from a sports school, can you, a painting teacher, manage our affairs?" The man snorted, and then he seemed to think of something, "Oh, by the way, Brother Zou's family is still yours. The school's benefactor, it's just a matter of moving your fingers to get you fired later!"

Lu Changming ignored him at all.He reached out and grabbed Song Qinghan's wrist, "I'm sorry, although I don't know what conflicts you have, it's obvious that my students don't want to go with you."

The man opposite him gritted his teeth angrily when he saw his rigid expression.

"Then I'll subdue you first!"

Lu Changming frowned, and while the group of people let go, he pulled Song Qinghan behind him.The leader picked up the stick and turned around, Song Qinghan screamed in fright, Lu Changming had no self-defense, so he turned around and hugged Song Qinghan violently, and used his back to carry it forcefully.

The piercing pain spread from the spine to the whole body with the impact of metal.Lu Changming was already in poor health, and this stick directly made him dizzy.The person on the other side probably didn't expect him to be so desperate, but before they could react, Lu Changming picked up the briefcase and swung it at the man's nose.

A thick "colour material for the entrance examination" was placed in the bag, and its power was comparable to a brick, and it gave the man a nosebleed with just one blow.

"Go outside." Lu Changming let go of Song Qinghan and pushed her on the way.Song Qinghan was so frightened that she ran back as fast as she could, but she hadn't run far when she felt something tripped under her feet, and she fell down uncontrollably.

Lu Changming barely carried it, and ran over to try to pull Song Qinghan up, but found that she couldn't stand up because of her sprained feet.He was already dizzy and couldn't hold Song Qinghan at all.In an instant, the group of people behind him chased after him again. Lu Changming had no choice but to grit his teeth and hugged the person into his arms again, enduring those violent punches and kicks.

He was in pain as if his body was about to separate from his soul, but he hugged the trembling girl tightly and remained motionless.Finally, a hard blow hit him on the head in the confusion, and he passed out in the fierce melee.

After listening to Teacher Lu's description, Xu Yan couldn't help but shiver, and the half-peeled apple almost fell to the ground.

An hour after the incident, Brother Sheng came to the hospital with a group of followers who were worried about Mr. Lu.Lou Zhuo was purely worried about Song Qinghan, while Xu Chang followed as his deskmate.

As for Fu Zhongzhou...

"I'm good at taking care of people." Fu Zhongzhou looked calm in the face of everyone's doubtful eyes. "Mr. Lu has no relatives in City C, so he just needs someone to take care of him."

"Don't fart," Brother Sheng rolled his eyes at him, and tucked the quilt for Teacher Lu who was lying on the hospital bed, "Go back to me after ten o'clock, and make up the sketches left behind in evening class."

The ward was very quiet, and everyone sat around Teacher Lu's bed, not daring to speak too loudly.

Song Qinghan was fine, but Teacher Lu was seriously injured.His back was bruised, and the back of his head was wrapped in gauze, so even his long, silky hair had been cut around.

"Have you seen the faces of those people clearly?" Brother Sheng couldn't bear it, and cursed angrily, "Damn it, go back to their school to find someone, and let me put everyone in a trap!"

"It's not necessary..." Teacher Lu opened his mouth weakly, "They are also students, but they just went the wrong way now."

"Student?" Brother Sheng jumped up from his chair and knocked over the apple in Xu Yu's hand.This time the apple was not spared, and it rolled around twice, stained with dust all over the floor.

"Only saints like you know that they are students!" Brother Sheng stomped his feet angrily, "How can any student dare to beat the teacher like this? Don't teach them a lesson now, and kill them and set them on fire later?"

Xu Chang stood behind him, picked up the apple and threw it into the trash can, feeling sorry for Teacher Lu. "Brother Sheng is right," he couldn't help but said, "It must be Zou You who wants to make trouble again. If Song Qinghan is really taken away by them this time, why not... woo woo!"

Before he finished speaking, Fu Zhongzhou blocked his mouth with a peeled apple.

"What are you doing! This is for Teacher Lu!"

Fu Zhongzhou took another apple and began to peel it, "It's okay, you can eat one to relieve the fire first. Brother Sheng, do you want to have one too?"

Brother Sheng looked back at the two "handymen" speechlessly, and waved to the two girls beside him. "You go back to class first, just leave two men to help."

"We won't be idle," Fu Zhongzhou said, taking out two sketchbooks from his bag, "It's the same for sketching here. Brother Sheng, do you want to train us individually?"

"Go to the lounge next door to draw," Brother Sheng waved his hand irritably, "Come back after you finish painting."

Xu Chang didn't expect him to be prepared for this, and felt extremely admired for a moment, so he followed out silently.

But aside from these things, he really cared about Mr. Lu's condition and came here.Although Mr. Lu usually spoke sarcastically and didn't like to work overtime, and even let him and Fu Zhongzhou's deskmate career come to an end, he still admired this teacher from the bottom of his heart.His abandonment of high-paying jobs, his willingness to let himself fall from a pinnacle of painting, and his devotion to his profession and his students made his character shine.

Xu Chang likes such idealists, which makes him feel that it is very meaningful to live in this world.

"What are you thinking about?"

Fu Zhongzhou leaned forward and handed him the sharpened pen.

The lounge is a cubicle for the patient's family members to spend the night. The two of them moved chairs and sat by the bed, leaning their notebooks against the edge of the bed to draw sketches.

"Teacher Lu, he is very powerful." Xu Chang replied.

"I heard it mentioned by the color teacher who took me last year," Fu Zhongzhou said while painting, "Although Teacher Lu leaves after class, he is the kind of person who devotes himself to the cause of education in his bones."

"So...even if he was sent to the hospital, he still thinks that those guys with a bleak future can become the pillars of the motherland?" Xu Wei felt a little inconceivable.

Fu Zhongzhou pushed his glasses to his forehead, and brushed up the broken hair that blocked his sight.

"Probably, Teacher Lu's ideal in life is that all young people can receive equal education. I heard that all the money he earns from teaching students is donated to left-behind children in mountainous areas."

And such a selfless teacher was beaten up by the flowers of the motherland in order to protect his students.

Xu Yan sighed silently, rubbing the pen tip repeatedly on the character's unformed face.He hesitated for a while, stopped writing and asked:

"So, what is your ideal in life?"

"Me?" Fu Zhongzhou was stunned for a moment, and then jokingly said: "I got rich overnight, I only need to sit at home and draw pictures every day, and play games to sleep when I am tired."

"Be serious." Xu Yu glanced at him coldly, but didn't think the joke was funny.

"Um……"

Fu Zhongzhou's smile dimmed immediately, replaced by a gentle and kind eyes.He slightly lowered his eyes to look at the painting in his hand, and the corners of his mouth curved slightly.

"I hope that I can become a giver." He looked up out of the window, and Xu Chang followed his gaze, only to see the brightly lit outpatient clinic on the opposite side, and dense crowds shuttled back and forth, like ants in an ant nest.

"We are all going to die. I hope that before I die, I can give a lot to other people in the world." He tapped on the edge of the bed with a pen in his hand, "Tenderness, love, and the wonderful power of paintings. These are what I feel I want to use my way to give to everyone.”

Xu Chang looked at his narcissism, and saw his side face under the bright lights of the hospital, as pure as day.

So, my dear giver, will you give me your love.