Delicacy

Although the weekend spent with Lian Xiao was very pleasant, when Qin Yuanmu returned to school and faced the empty right side, negative emotions still spread from his chest.

Most of the students in No. [-] Middle School are monsters, and the third year of high school is even more monsters among monsters.No one talked about Lian Xiao's matter for a long time, just like a big rock falling into the water. Although the splashing water looked lively, there was nothing left afterward.

Yang Wu also didn't come to the school all this time, I don't know if he was really seriously injured, or he felt ashamed and didn't want to come, but Qin Yuanmu didn't take him seriously anymore.His color has always been a big problem, and he spends most of the day immersed in the study of color.It's boring, tasteless, and more importantly, there is no Lian Xiao by his side.

Qin Yuanmu went to the studio every night, and it became an unshakable habit, and he never skipped it again.In class during the day, he listened to his ears when he was in the mood, and practiced sketching when he was not in the mood. Qin Yuanmu stopped playing with his mobile phone and became a good man who listened to his wife.

It was another night, and the scene in the studio was the same as before.As the art exam was imminent, the discipline in the studio had reached a new level. Everyone was staring at the drawing board in front of them with bitterness and hatred, wishing to make a hole in it.

Normal students would no longer talk and make trouble by this time, but Xu Tao was obviously not normal.

Color is not Qin Yuanmu's strong point. Holding a paintbrush dipped in paint, Qin Yuanmu feels as if his hands are growing on someone else's body.However, there is a guy with extremely poor eyesight beside him, who will look at him hesitantly after a while, Qin Yuanmu really wants to pour paint into Xu Tao's dog's mouth.

After mixing the colors wrongly again, Qin Yuanmu took a deep breath and put down the brush: "You keep watching me fuck you, what do you have to say?"

Xu Tao was waiting for this sentence, and immediately put down his paintbrush: "Brother, what's the situation with Lian Xiao in your class? I read our school's announcement two days ago, and Yang Wu was beaten up like that, awesome."

It's fine if Xu Tao doesn't open his mouth. Once he opened his mouth, he stabbed Qin Yuanmu in the heart without knowing it.Qin Yuanmu looked at him with a half-smile: "Big head, if you mention this again, I will be fired too."

Xu Tao's mind turned for a long time before he understood Qin Yuanmu's devious threat, and said with a sneer: "Brother, don't be like this. Could it be that the hero Lian Xiao is your brother?"

Qin Yuanmu raised his hand: "Teacher Tang, Xu Tao keeps messing with me."

"Damn..." Xu Tao immediately pulled down Qin Yuanmu's arm, and put a smile on Tang Qi who heard the sound, "It's okay, Teacher Tang, I'm going to ask Qin Yuanmu for advice, it's okay..."

Tang Qi knew who they were, so he smiled and didn't come over.

Xu Tao glanced at Qin Yuanmu's villainous face, and said in a low voice: "Brother, you are not particular." Qin Yuanmu would even sue the teacher for this trick, it is really a shame.

Qin Yuanmu snorted and said with a smile: "You have time to practice your painting well, the color painting is not as good as mine, it's just a piece of shit."

"Hey..." Xu Tao pretended to be sober while everyone was drunk, "Ordinary people, drawing is a matter of talent. People with good talent don't need to practice at all. I believe that the examiners of the art test are all artists. You must be able to see my strength."

Qin Yuanmu turned his head and looked at him directly, wondering why such a stupid person had better cultural achievements than him?Is this world too unfair?

Xu Tao didn't know what Qin Yuanmu was thinking, he felt uncomfortable being watched by him, so he immediately ended the topic and pretended to look at the drawing board seriously.All kinds of paints on the drawing board are mixed together, not to mention what the painting is, even Qin Yuanmu is not sure about the color.

Qin Yuanmu sneered in his heart, only those who are insane can appreciate Xu Tao's masterpiece.

But Lian Xiao's new life is lackluster in every aspect.In the classroom, the teacher and the students are basically playing their own games. Only in the practical class can the students listen carefully to the teacher's words.However, it was not as chaotic as Lian Xiao imagined. Although the mischievous students accounted for the majority, there were no bad incidents such as gang fights.Apparently, most schools are the same.

After all, Lian Xiao is older than the students at the same level and has cooking experience. After showing off his knife skills in the first practical class, his status in the class has risen in a straight line, and he is even a little flattered.It's too exciting for a scumbag to become an idol or something.

However, Lian Xiao soon discovered that although he had experience, the methods summed up by the hardworking people still had many flaws compared with regular courses, and he could learn something in almost every practical class.Sometimes it's the knife technique, sometimes it's the control of the heat, and even the proportion of condiments is very knowledgeable.So Lian Xiao is very serious in the new school, coupled with his kind and sunny personality, no one would have thought that this is a person who was expelled for beating his classmates to the hospital.

In short, Lian Xiao is still very satisfied with the current environment, except that he has little time to see Qin Yuanmu.

In the blink of an eye, New Year's Day came, Lian Xiao made a new start, but Qin Yuanmu really entered the countdown to the college entrance examination.And before the college entrance examination, less than a month later, the art examination will come first.Due to the tight schedule and heavy tasks, Qin Yuanmu and Lian Xiao did not hold any special activities on New Year's Day this year.Just having a casual meal and doing some things that are not conducive to the physical and mental health of young people, Qin Yuanmu reluctantly bid farewell to Lian Xiao and returned to the studio.

After all, the art test was already on the way, and Tang Qi ruthlessly deprived him of his New Year's Day holiday.

When we parted with Lian Xiao just now, Qin Yuanmu thought that time would be difficult.But in fact, time is the most ruthless thing, it will not slow down because of your heartbreak, Qin Yuanmu hardly feels the passage of time, and the art test is just around the corner.

In the studio at this time, even Xu Tao and his like put away his innate theory and began to do some repetitive exercises honestly.And Tang Qi and Qin Yuanmu described the horror scene last year, and finally arrived as scheduled in the new year.

As the art exam is approaching, there is always an indescribable oppressive atmosphere lingering in the studio. Obviously I don't know anything yet, but the art exam knocks on the door.Even Qin Yuanmu felt this more or less, let alone others.

In the face of pressure, unprepared people will always collapse, and then flee.

On an ordinary night, a girl in the studio suddenly overturned the drawing board and burst into tears.Although she didn't smash the drawing board as Tang Qi said, but the people around persuaded her all night and they didn't see her stop crying.

The girl complained vaguely while crying, probably because she disliked herself for not working hard and not being talented. After wasting so much time, she found it difficult to overcome this obstacle before the art test came. No one would feel good about it.

If it was before, Qin Yuanmu would definitely despise this kind of behavior in his heart, because he felt that crying because he didn't work hard was the most unforgivable.But after he really experienced it, he didn't think so anymore, because it really didn't hurt his back to talk while standing.It's not that you don't work hard, it's not that you don't have talent, but that the pressure is too great, and every road is difficult, and the art test is the same.However, so many hearsay parents feel that learning art is like cheating on an exam, which can be done by anyone, so more and more people come to squeeze this single-plank bridge, forming a vicious circle.

The next day, the girl didn't come to the studio.It is said that he intends to give up painting and study cultural lessons seriously, and even prepares to repeat it.

The impact of this incident is very similar to that of Lian Xiao being fired, it just flashes by like a meteor.That's right, who has the time to gossip about others when you have nothing to do with yourself?

But Tang Qi smelled something bad from it. On the second day when the girls didn't come to the studio, he suddenly held a meeting for the students in the studio.

Tang Qi was still sitting on that sofa, his eyes skipping over the young faces: "Students, the teacher taught you the skills to cope with the art test, just practice more for the test, don't give yourself too much trouble." A lot of pressure. The teacher won’t let you draw today, and I want to talk to you about other things.”

To be honest, the students were about to vomit recently. After hearing the words, they all put down their paintbrushes and sat upright, and no one continued to work hard.

"This year's art test is more interesting, just before the winter vacation. Although our senior year's winter vacation is a bit short, there is still a buffer time. What are your plans for the holiday?" Tang Qi asked with a smile, his voice not loud , but spread to everyone's ears in the quiet studio environment.

Xu Tao murmured softly to Qin Yuanmu: "The old man is really interesting, I haven't passed the art test yet, let's think about how to play during the holiday..."

A naughty student in the studio first gave Tang Qi face: "No matter what you do, the first thing to do is to burn all the drawing boards and brushes!"

After speaking, there was a burst of laughter in the studio. It was a group of impatient children. After painting for so long, the little interest in most people's hearts has long been wiped out.

Tang Qi still smiled and nodded: "Yes, in fact, the teacher sometimes thinks the same way, what's there to draw with this shit? But every time, the drawing board is lifted up, but I just don't want to smash it down I have learned this craft all my life, and I can't live without it..."

The faces of the students were full of disbelief. Old Tang was smiling every day, and he had never heard him say a serious sentence. Such a person would still smash the drawing board?It's funny.

"I know that some students really like painting, and some students are so requested by their family members." Tang Qi continued unhurriedly, "No matter what the reason is, I hope everyone can at least regard painting as a Well, instead of hating it. After all, if you take the art test, this thing will follow you for at least four years."

"I know that some of you don't understand why painting can be called art, and think its value is overestimated. In fact, you don't need to understand, you can use painting as a stepping stone for the college entrance examination, but the teacher hopes, You can carry this turning head with you for a lifetime."

When Tang Qi spoke, the studio was extremely quiet, and Qin Yuanmu suddenly understood Tang Qi's meaning.

The smile at the corner of Tang Qi's mouth became a bit bitter: "Actually, the situation the day before yesterday happened every year. I told many people here before. The college entrance examination is the easiest and fairest way, but it is not the only one. Road. Being passed the college entrance examination does not mean that you have failed, and the same is true for the art examination. The teacher does not want you to be full of pain and resentment when facing the drawing board. What the brush should show is not only lines and The charm of color should have the charm of the author. Since I have chosen this road, although it is muddy and bumpy, keep a good mood and go on.”

"But teacher," a girl interrupted Tang Qi, "I can't draw well. If I can't even pass the art test, then what's the point of my efforts? Do I still need to persevere? I don't think I'm suitable for it." this……"

Tang Qi smiled slightly and said, "When newborns are learning to walk, they always fall over and over again, but they never thought that maybe I'm the kind of person who can't learn to walk."

The girl's expression moved slightly.

Tang Qi continued: "It's normal to feel confused. If you really don't know what to do, just try to stick to the road ahead and develop painting into a hobby and a craft. One day When this craft is sublimated into art, maybe you can understand."

The girl nodded with half understanding, but the confusion in her eyes before did not exist anymore.

A boy also spoke up: "Teacher Tang, can you tell us the tricks of the art test?"

Tang Qi took a sip of tea and said with a smile: "Teacher, I don't want to talk too much about the art test today, because...compared with your life, the art test is really insignificant. Isn't it just a small competition?" , You won’t be famous if you win, and you won’t be punished if you lose. So rather than this, the teacher wants to talk about the future.”

The boy thought to himself why there is no punishment, you don't know my parents' mixed doubles.

"I believe that everyone has made plans for their future major choices. This matter is small and novel, and the teacher wants to hear your choices." Tang Qi said with a smile, "Then come one by one, Xu Tao you Firstly."

"Ah?" Suddenly being called, Xu Tao stood up subconsciously, "What major in the future? I think I can learn anything, after all, my talent is here. Maybe it depends on what major Qin Yuanmu chooses, after all The old enemy is the man I must defeat in my life."

Qin Yuanmu: None of my business?

Tang Qi rarely stared: "Speak well!"

Xu Tao thought for a while and said: "If I had to choose, I would choose oil painting or illustration. The former is because the color is difficult, and it is suitable for the challenge of an expert like me. As for the latter... In today's era, illustrators can be regarded as fine arts It’s popular, it’s suitable for my career.”

"Applause to Master Xu!" Some students started booing, and there was really warm applause.

Xu Tao cupped his fists shamelessly: "Concession and concession."

Qin Yuanmu smirked and patted along with him for a few times, only Xu Tao's shit color is still playing with oil painting?Does he know what oil painting is for?What a disaster for the art world.

Xu Tao easily invigorated the atmosphere, and the studio was suddenly bustling with excitement. The students who had been suppressed all the time opened up their chatterboxes one by one, and raised their hands one by one.Some like lacquer painting, some want to learn printmaking, and some even threaten to engage in sculpture.

These people who usually draw sketch lines convulsively, now all of them are very shameless, but Qin Yuanmu thinks they are very cute today.For no reason, he suddenly felt resentful that the time passed too quickly.Not to mention Lian Xiao, even these ordinary classmates, I don't seem to get along well, and it's time to say goodbye in a blink of an eye.

Seeing that Tang Qi didn't intend to call Qin Yuanmu for a long time, Xu Tao became anxious. Since he was the first one, why hasn't it been Qin Yuanmu's turn yet?Xu Tao was vicious and courageous, and he overwhelmed the crowd amidst the babble: "Teacher Tang, Qin Yuanmu wants to say something!"

Qin Yuanmu:?

Xu Tao knew that Qin Yuanmu had always been disgusted with showing his face or speaking in front of everyone, sometimes he was as sensitive as a wanted criminal, so he deliberately wanted to make Qin Yuanmu look bad.

But it's a pity that Qin Yuanmu will disappoint him.

Looking at Tang Qi's kind eyes, Qin Yuanmu's lips curled up slightly, and he said, "If there is a chance, I would like to major in oil painting in college."

Xu Tao leaned over and asked, "Is it for me?"

Qin Yuanmu quickly said to him, and then continued to talk to Tang Qi in a seamless connection: "Because oil painting is the painting with the longest luster, it may be able to keep the beauty forever." Qin Yuanmu said this Lian Xiao's smiling face undoubtedly came to mind.

Xu Tao interrupted: "Then you might as well make sculptures."

Qin Yuanmu took a look at him and felt that he had such a good temper now that he didn't hit him like this.

Tang Qi nodded after hearing this: "Classical oil paintings require a strong foundation in sketching, and you have a great advantage in this regard. But, color is a hard bone, and you have to study it hard."

Qin Yuanmu was still thinking about Lian Xiao, and nodded as if he didn't hear anything and dealt with it.

Qin Yuanmu was no longer in the mood to listen to what the other people in the studio said next.Looking sideways at the darkness outside the window, and in the distance are the bright tofu blocks on the fourth floor of the teaching building, Qin Yuanmu suddenly wanted to call Lian Xiao and tell him, I miss you.

At this time, Lian Xiao, who was being missed, neither sneezed nor shivered, and was reading recipes in the classroom with a bright headlight.Because the technical school's night self-study management is too loose, there is almost no one in the classroom, Lian Xiao's appearance here is completely a habit formed in No. [-] Middle School, and he can't fall asleep before eleven o'clock, so he simply sits in the classroom.

For him now, if he doesn’t have an urgent desire to go to university, he can simply ignore the cultural courses and so on, and in terms of the quality of their school, even going to university is nothing more than a specialist, so Lian Xiao simply gave up completely. Good at the field of study, specializing in cooking.Qin Yuan's animal husbandry exam is coming soon, and Lian Xiao plans to make some good supplements for him.

There are fewer and fewer people in the classroom. It really looks like a scene in a ghost story. If the last one turns off the lights and leaves, something scary will happen.But Lian Xiao, without Qin Yuanmu by his side, was not afraid at all. He reached into his clothes and touched the ring hanging on his chest. Lian Xiao felt his whole body full of strength.