[Korean Entertainment YG] Black Lotus

When you meet the one you want to meet among millions of people, during millions of years, in the boundless wilderness of time, you happen to catch up with him, neither a step too early nor a step too late, then there is nothing else to say. Only softly asked: "Oh, are you here too?"

—— Zhang Ailing

Suddenly woke up by the cold winter wind.On the wall, there is an ancient bronze clock, with hour, minute and second hands embracing each other.The silence at 12 o'clock in the noon was heart-warming, Huang Baocan moved his upright hand, sighed lightly, put the pen into the pencil case and began to pack things.

Wu Chuyu, who finished her homework early, saw her staring at the canvas for so long, and wanted to go over to observe it, but because this homework was a themed personal painting test, the teacher specially told her to be active in order to prevent them from interfering with each other's thinking. Don't act rashly after painting.

#感觉我的质达被挑战##被迷之约烧almost emptied the blood tank#

She silently slandered, then stretched her head over to have a look...

"Huh?! Bai..."

She looked at Huang Baocan puzzled, and found that the other party frowned and shook his head slightly, "No inspiration."

Fashion design belongs to the category of arts and crafts, and is an art form that combines practicality and artistry.Design means planning, conception, and establishment of plans, as well as imagery, drawing, and modeling. In other words, this art is not enough to have excellent painting skills. Creativity and imagination are its soul. But now, when he came back, Huang Baocan had plenty of time to hone his skills, but he didn't expect to be stuck in the level of thinking and imagination.

The purpose of this small test was to test Huang Baocan and the others' basic skills in recent times, but they didn't want to accidentally discover this shortcoming of hers.

Pedestrians outside the glass door came and went in a hurry, and it seemed that no one wanted to stay in the cold snow for a second longer. Huang Baocan and Wu Chuyu came out of the grocery store one after the other. The two walked together for a while and then parted ways. Say goodbye at the fork in the road.

"Dew...sweat...or stars?"

I always feel that these are not what I want to express. There is no momentary touch in my heart that the teacher said. She doesn't even have that kind of fleeting inspiration, let alone catch it. She blew it depressed Blowing the bangs on his forehead: "What the hell is it......"

"Pfft."

Suddenly there was a chuckle in his ear, Huang Baocan turned his head and looked at the young man who appeared beside him at an unknown time, and blinked his eyes slowly, a little bit unable to react, until the other party bent his eyes into crescents in amused manner, and then used She waved her right hand symbolically a few times in front of her eyes before she regained her consciousness.

Then he inadvertently softened his expression, and a gleam of brilliance broke out in the deep pupils.

see you again

my boy...

"Why does it feel different every time I see you?" This is what the boy with the peaked cap turned upside down leaned on his elbow, tapped his lips with his index finger, and said for a while.

"If I remember correctly, we're only meeting for the second time, right?" Huang Baocan missed the boy's dark brown eyes, lowered his eyelids and unsurprisingly found a few pieces of paper in his hand.

Quan Zhilong raised his eyebrows in disbelief, and said casually: "Really?" Then he tilted his head and extended a hand seriously, "But we visited the guitar store together."

One finger bent down...

"We ate fried rice cakes together again."

Two fingers bent down...

"In the end, he was still running across the road in the middle of the night."

Three fingers bent down...

Then when the girl raised her eyes to look at him, she raised a radiance so bright that it almost burned her heart, which was not very hard. The boy at this time was far from the aura she had when she met him. In Huang Baocan's memory, he gave it later. The Quan Zhilong she redeemed completely replaced the first meeting, the impression left on her by the other party as Jin Jiner's suitor.

His jaw line is cold and hard, and what comes out of his eyes is the empty back of a person. He seems to live in another world without his smile, a world where no one has but himself. Devastated.

Such an immature Quan Zhilong, the inconceivable Quan Zhilong with a soft expression when she smiled, she was inexplicably in a trance, as if this glance seemed to be a world away.

But the other party didn't give her time to sigh, because she heard the boy say this...

"People say that working together becomes a friend. You see, we have done so many things together, so we can be regarded as friends."

It was clearly an interrogative sentence but it was turned into a declarative sentence. Quan Zhilong, who seemed to be serious, still left behind the words "must come" and hurried away. I was a little afraid that she would refuse immediately if she didn't agree. look.

Huang Baocan kept raising his hand to pick up the paper. The paper in his hand that could almost be said to have been forced in when he was in a hurry was like a piece of ice, which ignited her hope, and instantly returned her slightly loose heart to its original state. bit.She pursed her lips, put it in her pocket casually, and walked towards home.

Only the fleeting whisper in the air remains,

"Well... a friend..."