I got to know her name from the classmates who sketched together.

Shu Liang, the name is as interesting as the person.

Even though the original sketching teacher was sick, our curriculum remained unchanged. Mr. Shu took us to sketch outdoors.At that time, the art student repeat class I applied for was privately run, so the material conditions were much better than ordinary repeat classes.

Seven days a week, half of her time took us out to sketch and play.

She said that it is better to go out to find inspiration for painting than to stay in a studio surrounded by walls all the time. This may sound like nonsense at first glance, but it may actually be nonsense. ..

But I seem to have really found the so-called inspiration, and drew a fairly perfect one—a portrait sketch.

Just after I painted the last stroke on the work I was extremely satisfied with, before I had time to put down the brush, my hand was suddenly caught.Without waiting for me to look up, a teasing voice has already entered my ears first, as if accompanied by the occasional breeze blowing by the West Lake, it floated into my heart together, bringing circles and circles, small ripples.

"Today's homework is to paint the scenery of the West Lake, but why did you paint it secretly?" Her tone was very relaxed, and she didn't seem to be angry at me for changing the subject of the homework without authorization.

Maybe my drawing is too good?

I thought complacently in my heart, and it is no exaggeration to say that this painting is really well drawn.

It is also the most satisfying work I have drawn since I came to the sketching base.In fact, if she wants to scold me, I have something to refute—since the subject of the homework is the scenery of West Lake, then we standing by the West Lake, including the teacher, are also one of the scenery, right?

So it seems that there is nothing wrong with my portrait of you, teacher.

But she didn't blame me. Instead, she looked at the painting and laughed more and more happily. In the end——

"What's your name?" She asked my name.

"Ruan Zhen."

I secretly suppressed the corners of my mouth that were about to rise wildly and my heartbeat that gradually began to accelerate, and put on a very indifferent look on my face...but I suppressed the corners of my mouth that were raised, but I couldn't suppress the corners of my eyes that were raised.

I didn't know that my reaction couldn't escape her eyes at all, but I was still complacent about my poor acting skills.

Now we should be able to officially know each other, I think.

"Ruan Zhen." She repeated my name softly, spelling out the words clearly, and these two words seemed to hit my heart.Before I had time to savor it carefully, she had already started the next step: "The painting is very good, but this painting is still missing a little bit of charm, I will help you add it."

As she spoke, she held my hand and began to paint a few more strokes on the completed painting.

At that time, I actually stared at her movements seriously - I wanted to know where my paintings lacked charm.

After all, I have not forgotten that I am still an art repeater.

Improving my painting skills will allow me to perform better and get higher scores in the upcoming art test.

I just watched her add bricks and tiles to my original painting one by one. But the result is obvious, I didn't see anything.Teacher Shu held my hand and traced randomly on the painting for a while, except for making the lines darker, there seemed to be no other changes.

"Do you think this painting has become better?"

While she was painting, she suddenly approached me and tilted her head to ask me. It seemed that it was because it was the first time she talked to someone so close, and she was a teacher who had a crush on him at first sight. Almost instantly, I felt my face It's starting to get hot.

"Yes.. It is indeed a lot of Shen Yun, thank you teacher." I affirmed her words in a panic, but I was still calm on the surface.

With my affirmation, the smile in her eyes deepened.

Maybe it's because I don't know enough, so I can't see it, I thought so.

I can’t see that it doesn’t mean the teacher is wrong, after all, the teacher is the teacher. Since Teacher Shu can be entrusted to take us to class, then there must be something special about her, but I can’t see it because of my poor eyesight.

Resolutely support Teacher Shu's status!

But who would have thought that...some people can just put on a glamorous appearance to confuse sentient beings, and then eat human tofu openly? ?

After getting my affirmative answer, she left and started going all the way to check other students' homework.Although she no longer stays here to guide me.But I don't know why, I always pay attention to her from the corner of my eye - pay attention to whether she has it, and guide others like I just guided me.

I mean grabbing other people's hands and teaching them how to repaint.

I feel that my psychology seems a bit abnormal, but I don't know where it is abnormal.

But fortunately, during the rest of the day, she never grabbed the hand of another person except to stand by and verbally guide or point out problems on other people's unfinished paintings. up.

This makes me can't help but maintain a good mood all day.

Because her behavior makes me feel that I am special.

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