can i borrow your white paint

"Brother Yi, have you read the news in the group?"

When Fang Hengzhi poked his shoulder, Cheng Yi was discussing his grandma's condition with Lai Xiao on his mobile phone.

"No, which group?"

"It's the class group of our class." Fang Hengzhi handed him his mobile phone to read, "Brother Bai sent a notice in the group, let us think about the selection of subjects during this time."

Hearing this, Cheng Yi suddenly felt a headache.

In Jiangsu's current exam reform, the liberal arts and sciences are not divided into subjects, and a 3+2+1 policy is adopted.

To put it simply, there are three main subjects, one of which is physical history, plus two of four are selected for geography, biopolitical chemistry.

Fang Hengzhi is the better choice, just deal with it directly.

But each of Cheng Yi's courses has ups and downs, and it's really confusing to choose.

He pressed his temple: "It's still a while before I leave school, I'll think about it again."

Fang Hengzhi took back the phone: "Actually, you can choose the same one as me, so that I can help you make up lessons in the future."

"You can pull it down." Cheng Yi sighed, "Choose things with you, kill me."

It’s not that you can’t learn materialistic life, but for art students, the time to study cultural courses is really pitiful, and not everyone has finished high school knowledge like Fang Hengzhi, even if he hasn’t finished studying, he can still study by himself .

Cheng Yi boasted that he didn't have such a brain.

Fang Heng touched his chin, not knowing what he thought of, so he didn't speak again.

The early summer studio training camp is quite a distance from here. In order to completely cut off the contact between the students and the outside world, their training camp was built in a very remote suburb, and it takes nearly an hour to drive there by car.

When Fang Hengzhi knew the address, he asked Liao Chengfan to find out if there was any good food nearby, but the result made him very desperate——

Laughing to death, let alone delicious food, you may not even be able to find a single person in a radius of one mile.

He sighed, and gave up the possibility of running out to improve the food in the future.

When the car wobbled to a stop, Cheng Yi had also caught up on his sleep.

He rubbed his sleepy eyes, completely unaware that the door was opened by Fang Hengzhi, and he was naturally escorted out of the car.

"Why is it so deserted?" When he got out of the car, he couldn't help shivering, looked around, and found that there was nothing but trees.

"Can you still expect this place to be like the city center?" Fang Hengzhi has resigned himself to his fate, and has recovered well after a short life without love. In the training camp, only a few teachers come to visit occasionally, and there are not many people.”

Cheng Yi sighed and followed him into the gate of the training camp.

This place is really... perfect for high school seniors.

It's nice to be isolated.

It is said to be a training camp, but when you walk in, it is actually similar to an ordinary school.

The investor of Chu Xia's studio should be very rich, and he directly leased the entire six-story building and the big playground outside.

Standing in front of a huge mural in the hall, Cheng Yi grabbed Fang Hengzhi's clothes and said, "Didn't the door be locked here during the holidays? Are you not afraid of others coming in and stealing things?"

Fang Hengzhi lowered his head and looked at the corner of his clothes, "Most of the paintings displayed here are drawn by students and teachers, and they are not very valuable. They came all the way to this place where no shit There is really no need to paint."

Cheng Yi: "..." It seems that this person is not as accepting of this location as he imagined.

"And," Fang Hengzhi smiled, raised his chin and nodded at an uncle who was walking not far away, "Of course someone is on duty here."

With a wooden face, Cheng Yi let go of the hand that was holding the hem of his clothes.

Oh, what you said before is all nonsense.

Wouldn't it be nice to just say someone is on duty? ?

"Master of nonsense" Fang Hengzhi didn't realize that he was disgusted, he was still warmly greeting the slow-walking uncle: "Hi uncle, my surname is Fang, and I told Principal Liu that I would come to visit the training camp today camp."

That uncle was obviously very familiar with "Principal Liu". When he walked in, Cheng Yi found that his smile was very enthusiastic: "Is he a student who wants to study? Hey, he looks so festive!"

Fang Hengzhi: "..."

Cheng Yi pursed his lips, suppressing the upward arc.

This uncle boasted that people are really capable and festive, and it's thanks to him that he could figure it out.

He quietly glanced at Fang Hengzhi's expression of not smiling, and thought: Don't say it, it's really a bit festive.

It was obviously the first time Fang Hengzhi accepted such a unique compliment, and he was speechless for a while, and his mouth, which he couldn't hold back at ordinary times, was suddenly speechless.

Cheng Yi still had a conscience, and kindly stepped forward to rescue him, and accepted the uncle's words: "Yes, uncle, we just came to take a casual look."

After the uncle was attracted by him, he sighed again: "Oh, this is handsome!"

Cheng Yi breathed a sigh of relief, but fortunately, he didn't boast anything special this time.

He ignored the sad eyes of the festive people, and smiled at the uncle: "Thank you uncle. Then let's go up and have a look by ourselves first?"

"Go, go." The uncle waved his hands cheerfully, "Do you want me to show you the way?"

"No need!" Fang Hengzhi quickly and decisively refused, and now his lungs hurt when he saw this uncle, "It's okay uncle, I knew about it before I came here, it's good for the two of us to wander around by ourselves."

"Okay." The uncle is also very straightforward, without too much attachment, "If you look at the paintings on the wall, don't touch them with your hands. Although they are not very valuable, the teachers here value these paintings very much."

"Okay, I got it!" Fang Hengzhi and Cheng Yiying were very happy.

Needless to say, the two of them would not be unaware of this.

"How did you get in touch with the principal here in advance?" Cheng Yi asked as he climbed the stairs, "Have you been here before?"

"No." Fang Hengzhi replied without guilt at all, "I haven't contacted him, but I just know that there is a principal here called □□."

"..." Cheng Yi was really convinced.

The feelings you just said are true, but they are all nonsense, right?

Fang Hengzhi raised his eyebrows and was not ashamed of it: "This will save a lot of time, don't you think?"

Hearing this, Cheng Yi imagined another possibility without nonsense, then they might still be fighting with that uncle downstairs.

He shivered, and changed his position instantly, Fang Hengzhi gave a thumbs up: "Awesome."

Fang Hengzhi accepted the compliment calmly.

But this person is not completely unreliable, after all, he is not lying when he said that he must know about this place before coming here.

This person is like a tour guide, although it is his first time here, but he seems to be very familiar with him, he can introduce him one, two, three by standing in one place for a while.

"The second floor is for sketching. There are six classes in early summer. The classrooms are all separated. The space is quite large, and the environment is neither good nor bad. It's just average."

Cheng Yi glanced at the spacious and beautiful environment around him, and didn't comment on his "so-so".

"The third floor is the place for painting colors. I was afraid that it would be troublesome to clean up the drawing boards and paints every time, so I divided it into two floors. The painting tools on the third floor are provided by the studio, and the painting tools on the second floor need to be bought by yourself. If you are not used to it, you can also buy two sets yourself.”

Fang Hengzhi pointed to the closed doors at the top of the stairs on each floor: "There are small shops selling painting supplies on each floor, but only the big shops on the first floor are opened by Chu Xia Studio, and these small shops are all private."

"Is there a private one? Get the studio out of the way?" Cheng Yi was a little surprised.

It stands to reason that a studio that can build a training camp in such a place where no shit is possible should not allow outsiders who are not familiar with it to come in and open a small shop.

"This building is not rented." Fang Hengzhi saw through his question and smiled, "This is directly bought by the sponsor's father."

Cheng Yi: "..." It's him who is out of character again.

"These small houses are equivalent to being rented to these people by him. The father of the benefactor doesn't know how to draw, they only know how to make money." Fang Heng knew that at a young age, he already had the embryonic form of a capitalist with a heart. It is estimated that there is not much money in a month, but the money delivered to your door should not be in vain, no matter how small the mosquito is, it is meat, and it is said that the more money you have, the more deductions, and they are happy to earn a utility bill."

"You really know a lot." Cheng Yi patted him on the shoulder and sincerely persuaded him, "I'm serious, stop studying art and study finance. Wouldn't it be good to go home and inherit the family property honestly?"

Fang Hengzhi shook his head pretentiously: "Inheriting the family property is too painful."

"How?" Cheng Yi was curious.

"You don't know how excellent our distant relatives are." Fang Hengzhi sighed sincerely, "Inheriting the family property requires dealing with them. I don't do such things as shortening my life."

Seeing his expression, Cheng Yi felt distressed and wanted to laugh: "It's too exaggerated."

"It's not an exaggeration at all!" Fang Hengzhi said, "After you wait, I will slowly tell you about these people's strange things, and after listening, you will find that our family is really clean from the mud."

Cheng Yi raised his eyebrows, and suppressed a bunch of hairs on the head of the "white lotus" in front of him who didn't know when.

He felt that Fang Hengzhi came to study art probably because of these strange relatives.

Of course, this guy's own rebellious psychology accounted for most of the reasons.

In the following time, Cheng Yi learned something superficially clear about the six floors.

For example, the fourth floor is the men's dormitory and a canteen, the fifth floor is the women's dormitory and the second canteen, and the sixth floor is almost vacant classrooms and a small entertainment and fitness place.

There is nothing special about it, except that there is a ladder behind the small door on the sixth floor, which leads directly to the roof. There are two small tables and a few chairs, and the scenery is not bad. Cheng Yi picked it up elegantly and put it in the suitcase. I drew a landscape sketch on my iPad.

The time for drawing sketches can be said to be long or short, but Fang Hengzhi didn’t say a word the whole time, and sat beside him patiently watching him draw, and even found time to go down to the vending machine to buy for him in the middle. A jar of hot canned coffee.

Cheng Yi suddenly felt that if the word "college entrance examination" hadn't been hanging over his head, such a leisurely life of drawing and chatting now and then would actually be pretty good.

But this thought only lasted for a few seconds before disappearing.

He still likes to live a life that is a little more meaningful and busy.

Just like the seaside and grassland, he can choose these places to travel and relax, but he will never choose such places to live for a long time.

Even if he is rich, as rich as Fang Hengzhi, he still will not choose to live such a life that he has been enjoying for the rest of his life.

The life of sleeping until you wake up naturally is very tempting, but it is far from the metropolis with neon lights at night that he yearns for more.

After finishing the last stroke, he put away the iPad, got up and stretched: "Let's go, it's time to go back and pick up Mouton."

As soon as the words fell, he felt his shoulders sink, and a warm breath came from his neck.

He froze and saw two arms hanging in front of him as if they had no bones.

Hanging around this man's neck, Fang Hengzhi lazily said: "I'm tired, you carry me down."

When this man was speaking, he could feel the faint breath of this man on his neck, so he couldn't help stretching his shoulders, and cursed calmly: "Get out."

"Tsk." The answer was not unexpected at all, Fang Hengzhi sighed, "Okay. You are so ruthless."

Cheng Yi's expression was very dull.

You idiot, don't just say "yes" with your mouth, but don't move at all!

He stretched his already completely stiff shoulders: "Hurry up and stand up!"

But if Fang Hengzhi could be so obedient, then he wouldn't be called Fang Hengzhi.

Cheng Yi felt that his left shoulder was getting heavier again, so he couldn't help turning his head slightly and looking down.

On this side, his lips touched something.

Both of them were stunned.

When Fang Hengzhi put his head on this man's shoulder, he didn't think about eating this kind of tofu.

He is actually quite simple, he just wants to hug and eat pure tofu.

When Cheng Yi's lips touched the tip of his nose, he didn't react.

Cheng Yi blinked, looked at him a little helplessly, and even forgot to throw him away quickly.

He opened his lips slightly subconsciously, and the touch became more obvious now.

His mind was blank, but his heart was beating wildly involuntarily.

Terrible.

The two kept such an unseemly posture, and looked at each other for a while, and it was Fang Heng who realized it first.

His eyes bent uncontrollably, and he suddenly lowered his head.

Following his movements, the warm touch gently brushed over the bridge of his nose, and finally landed on his pair of unscrupulous fox eyes.

Taking advantage of the sudden lengthening of the person's reflex arc, he took a breath on his neck: "Brother Yi, you smell so good."

Cheng Yi's fingers trembled when he sucked in his breath, his neck was tilted back a little, and his lips were further away.

He felt that this was more exciting than smoking for the first time, so he said stiffly, "Bath gel."

Fang Hengzhi let out a muffled laugh: "Come back and send me the link."

Cheng Yi let out an "oh" in a daze.

The smile on Fang Hengzhi's face became more obvious. If Cheng Yi could not see it from this angle, he would probably be beaten now.

In fact, Cheng Yi's reflex arc was not that long, he just thought it was an innocuous little joke between straight men.

He knows that he is no longer considered a straight man, so it doesn't matter if he pretends to be a straight man, and tries to adapt to the behavior of these straight men.

But someone seems to have gone too far, he already clearly felt that the base of his ear has started to heat up, but he doesn't know if it has turned red now.

So he didn't care about any pretense or not, and raised his hand to hold the wrist in front of him as if to untie the person from himself.

Fang Hengzhi didn't make an inch of it, he followed the steps given by the man, finally installed his own bones, and stood up straight by himself.

He looked at the pink ears of the person in front of him, and his smile deepened unconsciously.

This man... seems, seems, maybe, not as straight as he imagined.

In a good mood, he raised his arms above his head and stretched his waist: "The sun is about to set."

The remaining touch on the lips has not completely dissipated. Cheng Yi is trying to calm down his unstable breathing and mood at the moment. Hearing this, he turns around and looks up at the orange sky.

He didn't even notice that the corners of his lips were curved: "The sun sets early in winter, it's time to go home."

Fang Hengzhi raised his voice and gave a soft "hmm".

Just as Cheng Yi was carrying his bag and passing by him to go downstairs, he suddenly called out again and called out to him.

"Brother Yi."

Cheng Yi stopped, leaning against the wall, half of his face facing him: "Huh?"

Fang Hengzhi choked for breath.

Because the direction they are facing is facing the golden setting sun, Cheng Yi's eyes are not fully opened by the sun, but are half-closed, making the pair of usually round eyes narrow and long Quite a lot.

This way, how to describe it...

Fang Hengzhi thought shamelessly, it should be more embarrassing.

After all, his body was starting to feel dry and hot. Looking at himself, he didn't think he was an old pervert, so this situation must be the reason of the other party.

He coughed unnaturally, and smiled frivolously: "Brother Yi, have you ever seen the sunset with others?"

"No." Cheng Yi didn't really want to talk to him right now, because the way this person talked to him against the light...

Even better than usual.

He knows frankly that he is a face dog, so it is really not suitable to stay in place for a long time in this state that has not completely calmed down.

But Fang Hengzhi didn't seem to intend to let him go.

"Then do you want to stay and watch the sunset before leaving?"

Cheng Yi let out a "tsk" in his heart.

He admitted that the beauty trick worked very well for him.

So he nodded, and the appointed man walked back and sat down in his original position.

Fang Hengzhi's smile never disappeared from the moment he walked over.

He didn't sit on the chair at the beginning, but half sat and half leaned on the small table behind Cheng Yi.

The presence of the person behind him cannot be ignored, Cheng Yi suddenly thought that he usually likes to sit behind Cheng Moutong like this.

Cheng Mutong was also happy with him sitting in this position, and always leaned back when he was tired, just leaning on his lap and chatting with him.

He was suddenly happy, the urge to tease someone overwhelmed the rest of the uneasiness in his heart, and his body suddenly fell backwards.

Fang Hengzhi: "!!!"

As expected, Cheng Yi's head was stuck to the inside of the knee of the person behind him.

He felt a little sick, and then realized that Fang Heng knew that this person was really thin.

He raised his hand and pinched the man's outer thigh.

Well, it's not exactly skinny, it's just all muscle.

He wanted to open his mouth to tease a few words, but for some reason, he couldn't say it.

Maybe it's because the sunset is really beautiful today, or maybe it's because the atmosphere is a little weird and inexplicable. In short, the two of them are inexplicably quiet at the moment.

After a long time, Fang Hengzhi's voice suddenly came from above his head.

"Cheng Yi."

Yo?Stop calling "Brother Yi"?

Cheng Yi raised his eyebrows, without fussing too much, he responded with a good temper: "Yeah."

Fang Heng knew that he didn't look down at him, but looked straight ahead, and the fingers supporting the table at his side shrank slightly: "Have you ever talked to a girlfriend?"

Cheng Yi frowned, and chose the latter between joking and telling the truth: "No."

Fang Heng knew that the fingers on the side were loosened, but he held them again in the next second: "Then you..."

Cheng Yi couldn't wait for the next sentence, so he couldn't help saying: "What?"

Fang Hengzhi's fingertips froze for two seconds, then opened them again as if in compromise, and put them on the table weakly: "It's nothing."

Before Cheng Yi could ask any more questions, he patted the man's forehead and said, "I can't see the sun anymore, Brother Yi, let's go, we're going home."

Cheng Yi moved his head away and stood up.

Fang Hengzhi hammered his numb legs, and laughed at himself while bowing his head.

Well, he had no face to laugh at Xu Jixing.

It's all cowardly, don't say anything about anyone.

But in the next second, he heard someone asking him, "What about you?"

He looked up in a daze: "What?"

This time, Cheng Yi picked up his bag and planned to go downstairs without any hesitation, without even looking at him, as if what he said was really just casually: "Have you talked about it?"

Fang Hengzhi was stunned for a moment, then hurriedly followed while laughing.

"No," he said, "none."

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