can i borrow your white paint

Cheng Yi said that he would not delay painting because of Fang Hengzhi's arrival, and he really would not.

Except for being out all day on New Year's Eve, the rest of the time is for classes and exams, and I completely treat someone who has nothing to do as air.

Fang Heng is not angry when he is ignored, he is like a good wife and mother, only when this person is tired of painting, he will go up to him with hot coffee or hot milk tea, and give someone a shoulder and say a few words.

For the rest of the time, he took Cheng Moutong to enjoy himself.

Because the principal of this studio had met his father in the art gallery, he was familiar with this young master, so he didn't need to listen to Qiao Sheng's words, just waved his hand and let him wander around the studio.

Fang Hengzhi took Cheng Moutong to look around the studio like an inspection.

While walking around, I was frightened at the same time, and secretly felt that it was a good thing I didn't come to the school for the exam before.

Are these people still human?How did each one manage to draw so well? !

For the first time in his life, Fang Heng knew what it meant to look up to a big boss.

He sighed and took a few photos, and when Cheng Yi was resting, he leaned over and asked, "How are they doing?"

Cheng Yi took a look: "Very good."

Fang Hengzhi: "Is there any threat to your ranking?"

It’s no wonder that he asked this question, it’s really because he didn’t know the style of the school exam, so Fang Hengzhi could only tell which ones were awesome and which ones weren’t, but he couldn’t do it yet to choose a commander from among the generals.

Cheng Yi casually pointed at the class behind him: "Did you see that group of people?"

Fang Hengzhi looked over and nodded, "I see."

"Except for that group of people, no one else threatened me."

Fang Hengzhi was taken aback for a moment, lowered his head, and laughed muffledly for a while,

Cheng Yi looked at him: "Don't you believe me?"

"How can you not believe it." Fang Hengzhi raised his eyes slightly and looked at him with a smile, "I just think that my boyfriend is too powerful."

Cheng Yi laughed: "Well, you picked up a bargain."

Fang Hengzhi nodded calmly: "Yes, I have climbed high."

Cheng Mutong didn't understand what kind of charade these two were playing, and stood silently for a while, feeling that he shouldn't be here.

He stepped on his little feet and went to play with the beautiful teacher.

The winter vacation of No. [-] Middle School didn't take long, and the two of them hadn't stayed here for a long time before leaving.

Before leaving, Cheng Yi couldn't help but care about this person's study situation: "Are you tired from studying recently? If you are tired, don't take notes for me."

He used to receive a box of new notes and exercises every week, someone must have spent a lot of time.

Not saying much doesn't mean he doesn't feel bad.

"It's okay, I'm fine, I can still take care of it." Fang Hengzhi smiled and patted him on the shoulder, resisting the urge to hug him into his arms and kiss him, "If I don't take notes for you, how can you take the test?" Tsinghua University?"

"The co-author is really here to make my wish come true, Mr. Fang?"

"That's right, I never lie to you." Fang Hengzhi said this very seriously, "Come on, there are still more than four months, and it's almost over."

There are still more than four months, and their school days will really come to an end.

Cheng Yi feels okay, there is no reluctance for the time being, only anticipation.

In February, the school examinations for all schools started one after another.

The exam time of many colleges and universities collided together, and the schools for several candidates in Cheng Yi's dormitory were almost worried.

"Damn it, I originally planned to take the exam, but now? I can only choose five?!" Yuan Yihui couldn't help cursing into the phone.

"You have to hurry to catch up to five." Fu Zhe also scolded, "Brother Yi, which one do you choose?"

Cheng Yi didn't even think about it: "Guo Qingyang."

Fu Zhe gave him a thumbs-up: "I originally wanted to choose this way, but I'm afraid that the car will be overturned. It's better to have a guarantee. I plan to choose more Chuanmei and Ximei."

"I don't plan to take the Qingmei exam. The cultural score is too high." Another roommate was also analyzing his situation, "I'll apply for more U.S. exams."

Yuan Yihui was brave: "I'm the same as Brother Yi, Guo Qingyang."

"It's all right, there's nothing to worry about, I guess that's it." Fu Zhe waved his hand, "Come on, come on and book the tickets, right? Let's book together!"

Seeing their excited expressions, Cheng Yi pursed his lower lip, and opened his mouth a little guilty: "I won't book with everyone."

"?" Fu Zhe, "What's wrong? Is it inconvenient?"

Cheng Yi laughed awkwardly: "Fang Hengzhi ordered it for me."

roommate:"……"

Because they could always see a swaying figure during the Spring Festival, of course they knew who Fang Heng knew.

They were just about to say that we can take a ride on which one you booked, when the person continued, "I booked a business seat."

roommate:"………………"

The three of them withdrew their gazes expressionlessly, all ignoring him.

Well, is it great to have a boyfriend?

They don't deserve to be single, right? !

One of Guo Qingyang is in Hangzhou and the other is in Beijing. The places are not too far away, and there is no need to travel to several cities like others. Cheng Yi's school exam was very vague.

He felt like he was climbing upstairs with his oversized painting bag humming and humming, and then he went downstairs with his bag on his back for a few hours.

I didn't stay long in Hangzhou, I returned to Beijing after a night's rest, and continued to prepare for Yangqing.

He couldn't even believe it when the last color test came out, it was over.

It took him nine months to prepare, and the result was finalized in less than a week.

Walking out of the examination room, the friends who took the exam with me have not yet come out.

Cheng Yi stood quietly against the wall for a while, took out his phone, and made a video call to Fang Hengzhi.

Because it was time for dinner in the afternoon, although Fang Hengzhi was at school, he still boldly connected: "Finished the exam?"

"The exam is over." Cheng Yi said, "I'll make a video for you to watch Tsinghua University."

Fang Hengzhi raised his eyebrows, looked at the picture in the video and turned around.

He laughed: "Ah, will President Cheng report here in six months?"

"Maybe." Cheng Yi also smiled, "I think I played pretty well."

"That's fine, come back and prepare for the culture class now." Fang Hengzhi raised his head, "I still have a lot of workbooks that I haven't sent to you. It will be harder when I come back."

Before Cheng Yi could say anything, he saw another head appearing over there.

Yu Feng waved to him happily: "Brother Yi! Is the school exam fun!?"

Cheng Yi took the phone screen away in disgust: "It's not fun, why don't you try it?"

"Forget it, forget it, I'm not worthy of waiting." Yu Feng chuckled twice, "Brother, you don't know, after your unified examination results came out, the school made your name into a banner and hung it at the door for a week!"

Cheng Yi: "..."

He imagined the scene: "Do you want this blessing for you?"

Yu Feng quickly said, "I dare not rob you!"

"Get out." Cheng Yi scolded with a smile, "Give back your phone to God Fang."

Yu Feng curled his lips: "Sure enough, you two are true love, I was just an accident."

Cheng Yi raised his eyebrows noncommittally.

The boyfriend reappeared on the screen, and immediately became more eye-catching: "Why didn't you tell me about the banner?"

"I was in the attached middle school for a few days." Fang Hengzhi wiped his face, "I only know that the teachers in Chu Xia were so happy. It is said that the teachers who took you got a lot of bonuses."

In a studio as big as early summer, there is now a big red list hanging at the door, with the top ten of this unified examination printed on it, and Fang Hengzhi is also on it.

But they are all just small heads, only Cheng Yi's is huge, hanging in the middle.

To be honest, the red list was really poor.

But also really festive.

Cheng Yi was happy for a while, and when he saw the classmates coming out of the school gate from a distance, he waved to Fang Hengzhi: "Hang up, wait for me to go back and talk."

"Okay, pay attention to safety on the way back, tell me when you arrive, and I will pick you up."

"Row."

"Yo, what about calling your boyfriend?" Fu Zhe raised his chin jokingly, "We can discuss how to pick you up? Rolls-Royce driving the highway?"

Cheng Yi smiled and scolded him: "It's not like you have money to burn."

Probably because the first impression of Rolls-Royce driving a high-speed car hit his roommate too hard. For a while, even if they knew Fang Hengzhi's name, they still liked to call Fang Hengzhi "Rolls-Royce" .

These big boys are childish and frightening.

"It's not that I haven't done it before." Fu Zhe smiled, "Mr. Qiao is here."

Cheng Yi turned his head to look.

Qiao Tingsheng was leaning against a dark purple sports car and looking at him, when he saw him looking over, he raised his chin.

Cheng Yi understood, and said to his roommate, "I'm leaving."

"Well, I hope to see you in Beijing next time." Yuan Yihui sighed, and stretched out his hand to him, "Brother Yi, come on for the college entrance examination!"

The next time we meet in Beijing, it means that they have both been admitted to Qingyang.

The art training is completely over, and the next step is the college entrance examination.

Cheng Yi clapped his hands with him, and then hugged the others one by one: "Well, come on!"

"See you in Beijing!"

"Next time, go to that restaurant on New Year's Eve to make an appointment!"

"Take your Rolls Royce with you!"

Cheng Yi turned around with a smile and waved to them: "Okay, let's go."

"Bye brother Yi!"

Qiao Tingsheng watched him walk over, and took out a bar of chocolate from his pocket: "Farewell finished?"

Cheng Yi took it and found that he didn't recognize the characters on the package: "Well, Mr. Qiao, please take me to the high-speed rail station."

"I brought the handmade chocolates from France. Let's see if I like them. If I like them, I'll send you some." Qiao Tingsheng opened the car door, "It's not troublesome. I do everything from the beginning to the end. I brought you and I have to send you away. "

Cheng Yi broke open a piece of chocolate, and the mellow, sweet and greasy smoothness overflowed between his lips and teeth.

Maybe a little too sweet for him.

But he still said, "It's delicious."

Fang Hengzhi should like this.

Qiao Tingsheng nodded: "Then I'll ask my friend to send you some from there,"

Cheng Yi: "Thank you Joe..."

"Brother." Qiao Tingsheng said lazily, "The exams are over, don't call me teacher. I don't like being a teacher very much."

"Okay." Cheng Yi responded readily, and quickly changed his words, "Thank you Brother Qiao."

Qiao Tingsheng was satisfied: "If you can win in the end, would you go to Yangmei or Qingmei?"

I haven't really considered this.

Cheng Yi rubbed his chin: "Let's see where Fang Heng knows where to go, choose the one near him."

Qiao Tingsheng rolled his eyes at him: "That's Qingmei."

Cheng Yi: "Huh? He didn't take the school exam."

Without the school exam, he will definitely not be able to go to Tsinghua University, and he still knows this.

"Yes." Qiao Tingsheng said, "But didn't that guy decide to leave the culture?"

Cheng Yi was stunned, he really didn't know this.

Qiao Tingsheng glanced at him, and realized something later: "He hasn't told you yet? Then you wait to go back and ask him yourself."

It's not a good thing for him.

Cheng Yi was silent.

Fang Heng knew... when was the decision made?

Why didn't you tell him all the time?

He was suddenly a little unhappy.

It's not because the other party is hiding it from him, but because he feels that this person seems to have been doing things behind his back for a while.

Perhaps before he knew it, Fang Hengzhi was as confused as he was.

But when he had something to do, Fang Hengzhi always took the initiative to come to him, but he seemed to seldom take the initiative to go to this person.

Probably because this person is so omnipotent that he almost forgot that this person is also talented.

At this age, how can there be smooth sailing and invincibility?

Everyone is the same, maybe you have to stumble many times before you can find a way to ride the wind and waves.

Cheng Yi is not angry.

He just feels bad.

When that person was stumbling, he didn't make up for a hug in time.

As soon as he bid farewell to Qiao Tingsheng, he called Fang Hengzhi.

Fortunately, I called at the end of get out of class.

"Brother Yi? What's the matter? Are you on the high-speed train?" The voice over there was as frivolous and gentle as ever.

Cheng Yi pursed his lips and said, "Fang Hengzhi, are you planning to take Tsinghua University?"

Fang Hengzhi was quiet for a long time.

After a long time, he gave a soft "hmm".

Cheng Yi took a deep breath, sat on the stone steps at the entrance of the high-speed rail station, and closed his eyes.

Fang Hengzhi's voice was soft: "Brother Yi? Are you angry?"

Cheng Yi shook his head.

It was only after a while that he realized that he was shaking his head and the other party was invisible.

I had no choice but to sigh hoarsely: "I'm not angry."

"I was just thinking, how can I improve my grades."

Fang Hengzhi was about to say, "It's okay, I'm here", when he heard him call his name.

He reflexively responded: "Huh?"

Cheng Yi said: "Mr. Fang, if you said earlier, I would only take the Qingmei exam."

Perhaps Fang Hengzhi had his own considerations when he chose to give up art students and go pure culture, but he knew that there must be his own reasons for this.

In fact, this person should have found out when he was doing cultural homework during the training camp from the very beginning.

If he was an art student, this person really wouldn't have so much time to help him sort out his notes.

Fang Heng knew that because he chose a path, he couldn't let this person's path go in vain.

But Fang Hengzhi didn't respond to his words, but said: "Cheng Yi, I didn't tell you because I didn't want to burden you."

Cheng Yi lowered his head and said nothing.

Fang Hengzhi: "I took the pure culture because I found that I was more suitable for learning these things. If it wasn't for lack of talent, I would not give up the art test. I am already very satisfied with the results of the unified test, so you don't have to feel sorry for me."

"I don't want to affect your choice of your future because of me. No matter what you choose, I will support you. Whichever path you choose, just go forward with your eyes closed. I will help you, and you will also Do not worry about me."

"I will find a way to walk with you. Cheng Yi, I'm not here to hold you back. As I said before, I'm here to help you realize your wish."

Cheng Yi's fingertips trembled slightly.

Just when Fang Hengzhi thought he hung up the phone, a muffled voice came from the headset: "I know."

"But now, I just want to be with you in the future, including four years in college."

"Can you help me with this wish?"

Fang Heng choked for a moment.

"Help," he said, "must help."

"Get off the high-speed rail and go to the west gate. I'll pick you up there."

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Double update today~