I've been losing horses since becoming a group favorite

Eleven at night.

The only source of illumination is street lamps.

A black car drove into the school, the driver reduced the speed, and the light and shadow quickly reversed on the window.

Yun Sishen sat side by side with an old man in the back seat, tilting his head slightly to listen to what the old man said, and put away his usual indifferent expression.

"This time I came back mainly to check on your situation. If you still like to study medicine, you can come to Beijing Shengsuo Hospital for internship. There is no need for other places." down the habit, "But I want you to think it through."

Yun Si was silent for a long time. According to their family's conditions, studying medicine was indeed not a rational decision, but...
"It's for that Tang Xin, right?"

The long silence made the atmosphere sink, but the old man was not too surprised, his expression still seemed to be under control. Although his grandson was far away in City H, it didn't mean he didn't know everything that happened here.

"That girl can't come into my house, no matter how much you like it." He asked someone to investigate that Tang Xin, and he could tell what a person was thinking at a glance.

A hint of surprise appeared on Yun Sishen's face: "I never said I liked her."

Why does everyone think he likes Tang Xin?
The old man didn't react unnecessarily to his words, but just said: "It's fine if you don't admit it, as long as you know my attitude in your heart."

Yun Sishen was very aware of his grandfather's character, such words were basically equivalent to ending the conversation, he turned his head to look out the window, something suddenly flashed in his eyes, Yun Sishen was taken aback, and blurted out: "Stop the car."

The driver braked immediately.

The old man opened his eyes and turned to look at Yun Sishen, only to find a trace of shock and disbelief on the face of his usually indifferent little grandson.

Only then did he feel interested, so he also followed Yun Sishen's gaze.

On the left side of the auditorium, there are some cultural walls facing the roadside.

The most conspicuous one at a glance is the one on the left, with large swathes of color spread out, a slender figure sitting on a high stool, slowly painting with a paintbrush.

Her back was facing the side of the road, and the old man couldn't see her face, but he was attracted by the back.

Obviously very thin, but very powerful, with a straight and flexible waist, and the demeanor of the whole body is as cold as the night, the long hair is slightly raised, occasionally revealing the beautiful neck.

And the wrist that was painting on the wall was very delicate and fair. In this night, the cold white skin was covered with a layer of halo. Only this temperament is rare among the countless people who have seen the old man for decades.

"You know her?"

The old man looked at Yun Sishen for a few seconds, his eyes were firmly fixed on the girl, and he hardly blinked.

"It's a teammate from the fencing club." Yun Si came back to his senses, and answered subconsciously at first, but fell into a deeper silence the next second.

One is because what he blurted out just now was a teammate, and the other is because his grandfather, who has always been strict with others, took the initiative to ask for information about a girl.

"She can also fencing?"

The old man was really a little surprised now. Being able to be called a teammate by Yun Sishen proves that at least this girl's level is similar to Yun Sishen's, which is somewhat difficult for a girl of this age.

Yun Sishen's eyes still fell on Gu Nian, and layers of surprise emerged in his heart.

In the evening, he had already heard Xu Che talk about the cultural wall, but because he was going to accompany his grandfather today, he had no way to remedy it in time, so he could only acquiesce.

But he didn't expect to see Gu Nian here.

She should have just started painting not long ago, only the bottom half of the wall was covered with paint, and the rest of the place was still piled up with unsightly paint.

But under her hands, smooth lines gradually took shape.

Even if he doesn't know how to paint, he can feel her calmness when she writes.

Gu Nian was sitting on a chair with her back facing him, a headphone cable was hanging by her side, she tilted her head slightly, and when she occasionally stopped to think sideways, her delicate side face was soft.

How much more does she have.

The old man glanced back and forth between Gu Nian and Yun Sishen twice, and the look in his eyes gradually became serious. I'm afraid his grandson himself didn't realize how bright the light in his eyes was now.

Early the next morning.

The student union gathered early and prepared to go to the great hall to check the situation of the cultural wall together with the school teachers.

Tang Xin and Yun Sishen walked beside the leading teachers, and saw a group of students gathered outside the auditorium from a distance.

"Why are there people so early?" The teacher was a little surprised, because Tang Xin brought everyone to the student union early, and they decided to leave early. What's going on with these students?

Tang Xin saw at a glance that the place surrounded by those people was the cultural wall of the fencing team, she had a puzzled expression on her face, and said in surprise, "Isn't it just a temporary cramming, isn't it a bit bad? "

Jiang Chen and the others at the back of the team also discovered that it was their own cultural wall, so they quickly grabbed each other's hand, a little flustered in their eyes.

"Of course not, let's go."

The teacher disliked this kind of behavior. The college students are already lazy.

Tang Xin lowered her head and smiled.

Yun Sishen next to him didn't respond, but kept his eyes on the direction of the crowd.

"Oh, by the way, teacher, we had a discussion yesterday," Tang Xin said hesitantly, then looked at the students next to her, and said in embarrassment, "Actually, this cultural wall exhibition is a It’s a relatively innovative decision, but city leaders will come to watch the party, if the cultural wall is too bad, will it affect our image a bit?”

Jiang Chen and the others were all panicked.

The teacher pondered for a few seconds, and said in agreement: "If it's too bad, it's better to remove it."

Jiang Chen stood where he was, feeling overwhelmed.

The number one booth that their fencing club and cheerleaders desperately got back was going to be gone.

I saw Xu Che's wild creations in the group yesterday. Although I felt a little ashamed, it was their booth anyway, but Tang Xin's proposal meant that they would be replaced directly.

The closer they got to the crowd of onlookers, the more Jiang Chen and the others didn't want to leave, and then they simply stopped moving.

A few other girls in the class squeezed out from the crowd, discussed in a low voice and went out, their words were clearly transmitted when they passed by Jiang Chen and the others.

"Who drew this? It's too awesome. My God, I really knelt down. I lost."

"I have never seen this kind of cultural wall. This is simply an exhibition. The realistic painting style is too mature."

"Is the fencing team so strong? They must be the first on the cultural wall this year. How could they do this kind of wall painting? Or are they not human?"

The eyes of Jiang Chen and the others lit up, they looked at each other and immediately ran to the direction of their own cultural wall.

The teachers approached, and the students watching over there consciously gave way to a passage, and the cultural wall was completely displayed in front of their eyes.

This is the sea of ​​darkness.

In the middle of the night, the blue sea water and the sky are almost connected, and the coast is quiet and deep, but there are little lights emerging.

On the other hand, a dead tree with branches growing obliquely, which occupies almost one-third of the page, looks like it is close to withering, but it forms a silhouette of a figure among the branches.

That person is only outlined between the branches, obviously without a specific image, but it makes people feel at a glance that it is Ning Rendong who raised his sword after using the air loop in the world fencing competition ten years ago.

The waves on the coast are clearly connected to the black coast, but they are mixed with romantic pink.

The whole painting seems to use deep colors, but there is no part that does not reveal vitality.

Anyone who is a fan of Ning Rendong knows the meaning of this painting.

When the fencing team was dying of talent, Ning Rendong broke through the siege, won the first championship, and swept the big and small leagues in ten years, and warmly said that he would find the next Ning Rendong.

He said this is the power of inheritance.

And this is the sea of ​​stars that the fencing club pursues.

Everyone present was deeply shocked.

Yun Sishen clenched his hands unconsciously, and his Adam's apple moved up and down.

Even though he knew yesterday that there would be a surprise, he didn't know that no matter how much preparation he made, this surprise would still shock people.

He glanced around, and finally found Gu Nian outside the crowd. She was still wearing the same pink sweater, sitting behind the makeshift reception table, wearing earphones and reading a book, as if she had nothing to do with this painting.

Jiang Chen and the others opened their mouths wide, unable to believe what they saw.

Is this the free creation that was posted in the group last night?

Several students from the student union couldn't help admiring: "My God, I didn't expect the fencing club to be so powerful."

"That's right, Tang Xin should have assured Jiang Chen and the others to come back because she knew the fencing team could finish."

Tang Xin's heart cooled down a little bit.

She clearly felt that those people's words were mocking her.

The teachers also heard a few students' comments, and remembered that they were expected to have no work with Jiang Chen and the others yesterday, but they were called back temporarily later, and Tang Xin hinted that the fencing club hadn't finished the wall painting just now on the way. At this moment, I also understand somewhat in my heart.

This kind of intrigue is not uncommon in school clubs, but I didn't expect the fencing club to complete the work so beautifully, so it's a matter of opinion.

Several teachers wrote down the scores on the form one after another. Jiang Chen leaned over to take a look, and found that they were all [-] without exception. She wanted to scream excitedly.

"The works of the fencing club are the most perfect I have seen in so many years." A professor of art raised his eyes and looked at the paintings on the wall almost obsessively. It’s impossible to be so handy, I really can’t believe that a child can draw it.”

"Teacher! I'll report it! The fencing club must have cheated!" A sharp voice came from the crowd, and the teacher's hand that was grading stopped.

Gao Xia squeezed out from the crowd with an aggrieved expression: "The professor said that this painting is not something that students can draw. I can prove that this is not the work of the fencing club at all!"