can i borrow your white paint

"The results are announced!!!" The big voice ran in with his picture scroll, emotionally, "Blow it up! I got 257 points!!!"

"Damn it! Is it real or not?" A girl took his drawing in shock, "110 points in sketching?! Did you hang it up??"

The overall ranking list of the studio has not yet been published, but as the first person to disclose the results, Dasang's score is undoubtedly a good start for everyone.

The class immediately became lively, rushing to the teacher's office one after another to look for their own papers.

When the classroom was almost gone, Qiao Tingsheng came in and tapped Fang Hengzhi on the shoulder who was doing his sketching homework: "Come out with me."

The paintbrush in Cheng Yi's hand paused slightly, and he looked at the two of them.

Qiao Tingsheng glanced at him and raised his eyelids: "It's not a big deal."

Only then did Cheng Yi feel relieved.

Fang Hengzhi finished the last stroke in silence, got up and followed the class teacher out.

"Your results are not very satisfactory this time." Arrived in a place where no one was around, Qiao Tingsheng went straight to the point, "260 three-pointers, overall is very high, but I don't think it's just your level."

Fang Hengzhi stood up straight and was obedient to be taught.

Qiao Tingsheng looked at him, and suddenly asked: "Do you not want to study art anymore?"

Fang Heng knew that the hand hanging by his side was slightly clenched into a fist, he opened his mouth and said honestly, "I don't know."

Because he didn't know, he was willing to spend a lot of time on the competition during this period of time. The busy life left him no time to think about this matter, so to speak, he was very successful in escaping.

But he hid his irritability and entanglement so well that Cheng Yi hardly noticed it.

Qiao Tingsheng was silent for a moment, then patted him on the shoulder: "If it doesn't work, stop the loss in time."

It is better to stop the loss in time than to waste time here.

Fang Hengzhi smiled wryly: "At least we have to wait until the end of the unified examination."

He has been fighting for so long, if he can say goodbye, he won't be so entangled all this time.

He thought that at least he had to pass the provincial examination.

No matter how you say it, you have to give yourself an explanation for your original choice, and it’s this time, so what’s the matter if you give up?

Qiao heard Sheng's "ah", tilted his body, and leaned against the wall.

He smiled: "Just think about it."

This kid has his own opinion, and he must have his own ideas in the decisions he makes. As a teacher, he will respect his choice.

Fang Hengzhi nodded, ready to go back and continue painting.

But Qiao Tingsheng stopped him: "Has your little boyfriend decided to take the school exam?"

Fang Hengzhi: "???"

"Don't be surprised." Qiao Tingsheng sneered, "Blind people can see it."

Fang Hengzhi almost died of fright: "Xiao Yan, they all know?!"

Qiao listened to Sheng's "hmm" for a while.

After a while, he changed his words: "Forget it, maybe it's because I have better observation skills."

Fang Hengzhi: "..."

He let out a weak breath: "He hasn't decided yet."

Qiao Tingsheng frowned.

Fang Hengzhi: "But I will let him go."

Qiao Tingsheng was stunned for a moment.

When Cheng Yi was mentioned, Fang Heng knew that the boredom on his face disappeared in an instant.

He lowered his eyes, not knowing what he thought of, and a sporadic smile slowly floated on the corners of his lips.

"He was born to eat this bowl of rice, and he likes it too. I won't let him give it up for some other reason."

Qiao Tingsheng narrowed his eyes: "You are really kind to him."

"That's for sure." Fang Hengzhi looked up at him, "I'm his boyfriend."

Sure enough, he is used to being shameless and skinny. Apart from the shock at the beginning, he is now frank and frank.

Qiao Tingsheng blinked: "Okay, I see."

"Since we have to persuade him, let's persuade him to go to Beijing."

Fang Hengzhi: "Why? Didn't Chu Xia cooperate more with Hangzhou?"

Qiao Tingsheng: "Because I will go back to Beijing."

Fang Hengzhi looked at him in surprise.

However, Qiao Tingsheng withdrew his gaze and played with his mobile phone: "Of course, the premise is that he wants to pass the US Central America exam, and I will take him personally."

Fang Heng laughed knowingly: "Then he will definitely go."

Qiao Tingsheng: "So sure?"

"En." Fang Hengzhi nodded, turned and left, "Don't worry, Mr. Qiao."

Qiao Tingsheng's fingers stayed on the screen for a while, and it took him a long time to raise his head, and he looked at the corner where there was no one in his thoughts.

"Are you back?" Cheng Yi turned his head and looked over as soon as he noticed the movement, "What did you say?"

"Unexpectedly, I failed the exam." Fang Hengzhi said, "And..."

"What else?"

Fang Hengzhi shut his mouth.

Cheng Yi angrily poked him with his elbow: "Say it."

Fang Hengzhi hooked his fingers at him.

Cheng Yi: "?"

Did this say something shameful?

He leaned over with suspicious eyes.

Then he heard the man close to his ear, whispering: "Also ask me, how did I catch you."

Cheng Yi: "?"

This is really a shameful thing.

He was shocked: "Are you kidding me?"

Fang Hengzhi shrugged: "I didn't lie to you, if you don't believe me, you can ask yourself."

Cheng Yi wondered if he could ask this by himself?

He frowned: "How did Teacher Qiao know?"

Fang Hengzhi laughed: "Maybe it's because we are so well matched that we were spotted."

Cheng Yi glared at him: "Can you be more serious?"

Fang Hengzhi lowered his head, his shoulders trembled silently.

Cheng Yi rolled his eyes at him, then said worriedly: "That won't be..."

"No, Teacher Qiao doesn't like to gossip with people." After Fang Hengzhi finished speaking, he felt a little resentful, "Are you afraid of being discovered?"

"Not really." Cheng Yi didn't care about this, he found out when he found it, and he didn't care about it.

But remembering what Yan Xiao said at the beginning that he hoped to keep a distance between men and women, he felt that this could not be exposed for the time being.

"What if Yan Xiao is worried that we messed up and changed the dormitory for us?"

After he finished speaking, Fang Hengzhi laughed.

Cheng Yi "tsk": "Are you still laughing? Are you not worried?"

"I'm worried." Fang Hengzhi said, "But when I think that you don't want to be separated from me so much, I just, how should I put it..."

Seeing that he was going to talk poorly again, Cheng Yi's forehead twitched.

He immediately put away his smile, and knocked off the hand on his shoulder with a "snap": "OK, let's change it."

Fang Hengzhi quickly apologized with a smile: "I was wrong, I was wrong."

The transcript was quickly posted on the bulletin board outside.

Dasang looked at himself who was ranked 20th above, and sighed: "Damn it, I got points, but the ranking didn't go up!"

To be crushed or to be crushed!

Fang Hengzhi looked at the "12" in front of his name with a calm expression.

Cheng Yi looked at him a few more times, and saw that he didn't have any particularly sad expression, so he was a little relieved.

He was also so busy during this period that he didn't have much time to pay too much attention to his boyfriend. He was really worried that a lack of attention would cause him something wrong.

Since the beginning of school in early summer, many people have left, and many people have collapsed.

In a small studio, people cry almost every day.

Maybe if you say it out, those who don't know will think that these students are hypocritical, just draw a picture, why is there so much pressure?Still crying?

They haven't experienced it, so they naturally don't know the competition here.

The despair of having no talent and not being able to draw well no matter what; the loss of being unable to get over the bottleneck when encountering bottlenecks; even the helplessness of drawing more and more ugly...

They will encounter setbacks no less than other students.

Seeing the grades of the people around me improve by leaps and bounds, and my own ranking falling further and further behind, it would be a lie to say that I am not sad and don't want to cry.

Including Cheng Yi, he would not say that he was completely stress-free.

Just like this time, even though he was number one, he still frowned involuntarily when he saw the girl below him who was only two points away from him.

But he is the only one in the whole studio who got 281, [-], ranking third in the provincial model test.

But it's not worth being happy about.

Because not all art students in the province will participate in the model test, there are many dark horses that have not yet appeared, and there is still more than a month left, and any unexpected situation may happen.

Fang Hengzhi could see it, and patted him on the waist with a smile, and whispered in a voice that only two people could hear: "That's great, Principal Cheng."

Cheng Yi stared at him, making sure that he wasn't trying to force a smile, then raised his eyebrows: "After the competition, spend more time on drawing."

He didn't comfort this person, because comfort is very tasteless at this time.

He just wants to help him get better.

Fang Hengzhi lowered his eyes, gave a soft "um", and didn't say much.

The time of the training camp passed really quickly. Everyone was like a programmed robot. They got up, ate, drew, and went to bed. Even the mobile phone they secretly carried with them was almost forgotten, and no one had any energy anymore. go do something else.

Fang Hengzhi specially asked for a day off the day before the competition.

Used to sleep.

Cheng Yi helped him pack the books and clothes he would bring to the competition.

It's already very cold in Beijing, so something to keep warm is essential.

After all, at this time, the body is the capital, whoever falls first may lose.

When Fang Hengzhi opened his eyes, it was already dinner time.

He is leaving today, the game starts tomorrow morning, and the plane in the evening.

Cheng Yi gave him the things worriedly, and repeatedly told him: "It's really cold over there. I've seen the weather forecast. You must wear more clothes."

Fang Hengzhi was not impatient at all, no matter how many times he said it, he nodded patiently: "Yes."

Cheng Yi pushed the suitcase to the door: "Be careful on the road."

Fang Hengzhi looked back at the driver who was waiting in the distance, and suddenly kissed the corner of his lips quickly.

His voice was hoarse: "Okay, just three days, I'll be back soon."

Cheng Yi was only briefly taken aback, and then laughed helplessly.

He nodded: "Okay, see you later."

Fang Hengzhi took a deep look at him, then turned around pushing the suitcase.

It's only three days, but I don't want to leave at all.

Really reluctant.

I haven't seen you for three days, it's been too long.

But there is no way.

He sighed, and before the car started, he pulled down the window and looked out.

Cheng Yi was still where he was.

He smiled, and waved his hand vigorously.

The man waved to him too.

After buzzing, the car finally left with its lights on.

Cheng Yi stood where he was, and did not prepare to go back until the shadow in his sight disappeared completely.

As a result, when she turned around, she saw Qiao Tingsheng not far away looking at her with a half-smile.

Cheng Yi: "..."

How long has this man been standing?

Qiao Tingsheng didn't say much, raised his eyebrows, and waved to him.

"Come to my office."

In order to invite this great god, Chu Xia specially opened an office for him alone, and one can imagine the high salary.

Qiao Tingsheng is a person who has a high pursuit of art. Although he has only been here for a few months, he has already pretended that the office is about to settle down.

He pushed a high-end chair over: "Sit."

Cheng Yi sat down tremblingly.

Qiao Tingsheng smiled and said, "Don't be nervous, the refrigerator is behind, go and have a drink if you're thirsty."

Cheng Yi frowned: "It's cold, teacher, are you still drinking cold drinks?"

"Isn't cold drink meant for cold weather?" Qiao Tingsheng waved his hand, "Forget about your health being important at this time, I'd better make you a pot of tea."

Cheng Yi: "..." So you also know that drinking cold drinks in cold weather is not good for your health.

He watched the man skillfully brew a pot of tea, and was a little puzzled: "Do you drink it often?"

Qiao Tingsheng paused her hands, then shook her head: "I used to make soaks for others."

He didn't intend to say more, and Cheng Yi didn't ask any more questions.

Qiao Tingsheng: "Have you planned where to study for the school exam?"

Cheng Yi was stunned: "I haven't decided whether to go or not..."

"Go, you have to go." Qiao Tingsheng interrupted him involuntarily, "I beg you to have one."

Cheng Yi pursed his lips.

He didn't have the nerve to say that even if he took the school exam, he planned to go to the United States.

After all, my cultural subject is really a bit...not wonderful.

Gome has lower requirements for cultural courses, but Yangqing is different. Both schools have very high requirements for professional culture.

Qiao Tingsheng frowned: "You don't plan to take the national exam, do you?"

Cheng Yi: "..."

Seeing that he had guessed correctly, Qiao Tingsheng, who graduated from Central America, was stunned: "Do you like Gome?"

Cheng Yi shook his head: "No, mainly... Isn't Gome more realistic?"

Qiao Tingsheng: "..."

He glared at him with hatred: "Can you be a little promising?! You don't want to go to the same city with your boyfriend?"

Cheng Yi had already accepted his title, but he was just puzzled when he heard this: "Is he going to Beijing for the exam?"

Qiao Tingsheng: "..." Almost slipped the tongue.

He explained without blushing and heartbeat: "It's a little bit of a loss for him to get into the fine arts major of Zhejiang University."

Cheng Yixin said that it wasn't that Zhejiang University was at a loss, but that it was a loss for any art major in that culture.

He was a little tired, but he was really moved by what Qiao Sheng said.

Seeing his entanglement, Qiao Tingsheng struck while the iron was hot: "You go to Qingyang to take the exam, and I will take you."

"You will not be charged tuition."

Cheng Yi was stunned.

He thought to himself, is the conflict between the North and South Academy of Fine Arts already so serious?

But in fact, he was thinking too much, Qiao Tingsheng was just a simple lover of talent.

He hadn't seen such a spirited junior for a long time.

It’s not that he thinks Gome is bad, but because the institution that Chuxia cooperated with Hangzhou may not pay too much attention to this child, because that institution has too many students, and there are many talented ones. To attract the teacher's attention, even Cheng Yi may not be able to do it.

Without being noticed, there is no way to maximize progress.

Moreover, Cheng Yi's painting style is actually more suitable for the northern side.

Qiao Tingsheng thought for a long time before deciding to bring the child with her.

He didn't say anything more, and waved him to leave: "Think about it during this time, if you decide, we will go to Beijing together after the unified examination."

Cheng Yi pursed his lower lip, got up and bowed slightly to him: "I will think about it carefully, thank you Teacher Qiao."

Qiao Tingsheng nodded indifferently.

After Cheng Yi came out, he was still thinking about the phrase "You don't want to take the test in the same city as your boyfriend?"

His eyelids rolled.

Or... wait for that person to come back and ask again.

The author has something to say:

Note: I didn't mean to say Gome is bad!It's just that Yi Zai is more suitable for the north side!Guoqingyang is very good!

(It’s all my dream university that I didn’t get into /tears/)

Having said that, recently, many provinces have started the unified examination of fine arts one after another. Everyone must think deeply when they go to the school to take the exam!

Due to the epidemic, the exam time of the Academy of Fine Arts is almost approaching the college entrance examination. If you say that the culture class is really not very good, I suggest you think carefully before proceeding!

It is really difficult to pick up cultural lessons in two or three months.Unless you are really obsessed with the Academy of Fine Arts, otherwise, the last comprehensive class like 985211 is really good, and some designs are no worse than the Academy of Fine Arts.

I missed the Academy of Fine Arts because of the success of the cultural class /Blood Tears/

By the way, if you are interested in the Academy of Fine Arts, or in Jiangsu, you can come to a certain blog and ask me!I can be your advisor!