Yu Jian quickly stacked up the paintings, because there were too many, some of them fell to the ground.
Chi Yan walked over to pick up the painting, looked at it and frowned.
Large areas of dead branches, covered by dead branches, is a full moon.
The painting was so familiar that he could recognize it even when it turned to ashes.
The desk in Chi Yan's room is facing a jujube tree that has withered for many years. Looking out from the window, the ugly and weak dead branches of the jujube tree just block the sky, boring and boring.
Until one night when the Mid-Autumn Festival was approaching, Chi Yan sat at the desk and looked out.
The pale yellow moonlight evenly and fullly fell on the dead branches. The dead branches that were originally dim and thin, like the arms of an old man, instantly seemed to be injected into the soul, and the light could no longer be hidden, and the beauty was slowly unfolded.
Chi Yan picked up the drawing board, drew it stroke by stroke, and finally completed a watercolor painting, which was later posted on Weibo with the text "big and round moon", and the comment area was filled with "the name is dead" and "painted Awesome I love it."
The painting in front of me is not a watercolor but a sketch, and the brush strokes are completely different from my own.But Chi Yan could easily see that the content of the painting was the same.
In other words, Yu Jian is copying according to her own painting.
He looked at the painting, and his mind was a little overwhelmed.
Yu Jian copying his own paintings must have followed his Weibo, which proves that he knows C, and judging from his copying of his own paintings, he might still like C.
However, I have never told anyone except Yu Ke and Si Yan that I am a "C".
In other words, Yu Jian didn't know that she was C.
Chi Yan looked at Yu Jian who was arranging the paintings, and his eyes and expressions were a little complicated for a moment.
Seeing Chi Yan's tangled expression, Yu Jian asked with concern, "What's wrong with you?"
Chi Yan thought for a while, then asked, "Do you like a painter named C?"
Yu Jian was taken aback, Chi Yan not only knew C, but also knew that he liked C?
He never mentioned C's name to anyone.
Yu Jian asked doubts in her heart: "How do you know?"
It was only then that Chi Yan realized that he had almost given himself away, coughed lightly and said, "Hey, yes, I saw the painting you copied. He posted it on Weibo, and I recognize his painting."
Yu Jian suddenly realized, no wonder, it seems that Chi Yan is also a fan of C, and seeing C's paintings at a glance, except for the possibility of C himself, there are only hardcore fans left.
Yu Jian nodded, and handed Chi Yan a glass of water: "I quite admire his paintings, oh yes, I heard that C is a judge in a painting competition called PHA, and I want to participate."
Chi Yan keenly grasped that Yu Jian didn't say he likes it, but used the word "appreciation".
For the PHA painting competition, Chi Yan thought about it, they seemed to have invited him to be a judge, so Yu Jian knew that the idol would go, so he went to participate in the competition specially?
Thinking about it, Chi Yan took a sip of water complacently, but almost choked after drawing the next sentence.
Yu Jian said honestly: "I see that there will be a lot of bonuses if you win the game, so I want to try it."
Little bastard, you keep saying that you like yourself, but it turns out it's for money?
Chi Yan drank his saliva and raised his eyebrows, and said otherwise: "I heard about that competition, and if you win the first place, you can finish a painting with him. Don't you feel tempted?"
Yu Jian shook her head and said sincerely, "All I need is money."
Being able to draw the same painting really moved him, but his level is not up to the first place at all, so it is more pragmatic to aim for the top three and the prize money that is available for the Excellence Award.
Listen, is this human?
Chi Yan was so angry that he jumped on his feet, and he couldn't vent his anger in person, so he could only drink glass after glass of water, gulp and swallow, to vent his inner displeasure.
Yu Jian opened the curtain and looked outside.
It was cold and foggy, a thin layer of water vapor formed on the glass, and a light rain began to fall from the sky. There were no pedestrians on the road, only a few moths fluttering under the street lamps.
Yu Jian opened the window a little, and was hissed by the cold wind, quickly closed the window tightly, turned to Chi Yan and said, "It's too cold outside, why don't you sleep here tonight."
Chi Yan was looking at Yu Jian's painting carefully, shaking his head: "I'll go back."
Chi Yan realized that he had underestimated Yu Jian before. Looking at it carefully, Yu Jian's paintings are not bad, and the light and shade are well handled.
It's just that he didn't learn basic things like lines well. At first glance, one would think that this person is half-baked.
"Boom——" There was a loud noise in the sky, and the two of them looked at each other, lying on the edge of the window and looking out in tacit understanding.
It was raining heavily outside the window, and the raindrops fell down like no money. There was not a single living thing on the road, not even the moths that were scurrying around under the dim streetlights just now.
Yu Jian frowned, and asked Chi Yan worriedly, "Have you brought an umbrella?"
Chi Yan rolled his eyes sharply: "Did I bring it with you when you went out?"
Yu Jian hissed, he left the umbrella in the classroom, and there was no umbrella in the dormitory, Chi Yan hurried back, he put on his clothes and planned to go to Bi Fei to look for it: "I'll borrow one."
Chi Yan pulled him back: "Forget it, I'll sleep here."
Yu Jian groaned and scratched her head: "Aren't you going back?"
Chi Yan raised his eyebrows: "I'm not welcome?"
Little bastard, he was the one who asked him to stay just now.
Yu Jian waved her hand: "No, no, it's good to stay, anyway, there are many empty beds in the dormitory."
Yu Jian's dormitory lacks everything, except for beds, and he sleeps alone in a four-person room.
The bed is an old-fashioned bunk bed, which is the kind of iron bed that makes you feel as if the world is shaking when you turn over and get out of bed.
Chi Yan stretched out his hand in disgust, and shook the railing, which immediately creaked and rattled: "Is this bed firm, won't it collapse in the middle of the night?"
Yu Jian sent a message to her roommate, telling him to sleep in his bed for the night, and the other party replied "OK".
Yu Jian turned her head to Chi Yan and said, "You sleep in his bed tonight, and it won't collapse for the rest of the night."
Both beds are lower bunks, so you don't need to climb the railing to get on the bed, but it's also convenient.
Chi Yan turned around, as if Yu Jian had said something insulting to him, and said in disbelief: "I definitely can't sleep in his bed!"
Chi Yan stayed because he was ready to sleep with Yu Jian. Although he himself was not very happy, but because Yu Jian sincerely wanted to keep him, he could barely squeeze with him. .
Yu Jian blinked, said oh, and instantly understood what he meant and said, "Okay, then you sleep on my bed."
Chi Yan was about to ask that he wanted to sleep outside, when Yu Jian said, "I'll sleep in his bed."
Chi Yan: "..."
Miscalculated.
Yu Jian took out another quilt from the closet and gave it to Chi Yan: "If you add another quilt, you will catch a cold easily in the middle of the night."
Chi Yanliang stared at Yu Jian swishingly, his eyes seemed to kill people.
Yu Jian didn't know the resentment in Chi Yan's heart at the moment, she just focused on making Chi Yan's bed, and said while making the bed, "The bed is a bit small, it's not as good as at home, bear with it, roll in when you sleep, don't fall out in the middle of the night."
After the two of them washed up, Chi Yan followed Yu Jian's eyes until he saw that Yu Jian had rolled onto the opposite bed, then he pulled the quilt angrily.
If you don't sleep together, you won't stay together. If you come together tomorrow morning and leave, you don't even say hello to Yu Jian. Let him rush to find himself. Chi Yan pulled the quilt and wrapped himself into a ball, thinking bitterly.
The rain outside the window gradually became lighter, but it was still pattering, knocking on the window, the window was opened a crack, and a slight breeze blew up, bringing some chill.
Yu Jian looked at the quilt wrapped in a ball opposite, her eyes were a little wandering, and her thoughts were also a little wandering.
Yu Jian's parents are both university professors. They are either in the laboratory or in the classroom office every day. They gave Yu Jian enough education, but they didn't give Yu Jian enough company. Therefore, most of Yu Jian's time is spent in the studio alone. spend.
So much so that after he crossed over, he was not unaccustomed to living alone, walking alone between the dormitory and the classroom, turning off the lights at night, it was pitch black, he couldn't hear anything, there was nothing.
Unlike today, apart from the noisy sound of rain outside, there was also the steady and undulating sound of breathing on the opposite side, which proved that he was not alone in this room.
Yu Jian was a little restrained, lying on the bed and turning over and over several times, but she didn't dare to make too much movement for fear of waking Chi Yan up.
"What are you doing?"
Yu Jian was carefully turning her face inside out, when a voice suddenly came from the other side halfway through the turn.
Yu Jian was startled, and turned back to face Chi Yan: "Are you woken up by me?"
There was a moment of silence on the other side, and he hummed in a low voice.
He won't admit it's because of insomnia.
After all, he has never suffered from insomnia after sleeping for so many years.
Made him a little irritable.
Yu Jian groaned: "I won't turn over anymore."
Chi Yan became more irritable, and he turned on the phone screen.
One o'clock.
this late.
Chi Yan flicked the phone screen boredly, clicked on Weibo, and found that someone private messaged him.
There are quite a lot of small fans who usually send him private messages, and he basically glances at them, unable to reply or even click to read them, but he spotted a familiar ID with sharp eyes.
Meet 985426: Hello, I heard that you are the judge of the PHA painting competition. I have some questions.
This very official statement seems very out of place in the many private messages of "Are you accepting the manuscript?" and "Brother, take a look at me".
Chi Yan hissed, looked at the name and remembered who this person was.
Isn't this the one in the comment section a few days ago?
Chi Yan had a good impression of him, so he simply clicked on the private message and typed in the box.
"?"
After Chi Yan finished speaking, he turned his head to look at Yu Jian, and found that Yu Jian was also holding a mobile phone, as if he was typing, the light from the screen hit his face, and he could clearly see his eyelashes, blinking and blinking. Quick, as if a little nervous.
Chi Yan called him annoyed, and only allowed the state officials to set fires and prevent the people from lighting the lamps: "Sleep, kid, don't keep playing with your mobile phone, it's not good for your eyes."
Before Yu Jian moved his eyes from the screen, he quickly poked the screen with both hands, and replied indiscriminately, "Right now."
After typing and clicking send, Yu Jian looked at the long paragraph of text she had sent, feeling a little uneasy.
It seems that there are too many questions, will the other party look too annoying?
Chi Yan couldn't fall asleep either, so he started to swipe Weibo with his mobile phone indiscriminately, and a little red dot appeared after refreshing.
Chi Yan looked at the private message and raised his eyebrows, replied so quickly, does this person live on Weibo?
He clicked on Weibo, almost not being fooled by a long paragraph of text.
The author has something to say: here we come.
Cubic has been a little busy for the past two days, and it will resume updating today.
!
Chi Yan walked over to pick up the painting, looked at it and frowned.
Large areas of dead branches, covered by dead branches, is a full moon.
The painting was so familiar that he could recognize it even when it turned to ashes.
The desk in Chi Yan's room is facing a jujube tree that has withered for many years. Looking out from the window, the ugly and weak dead branches of the jujube tree just block the sky, boring and boring.
Until one night when the Mid-Autumn Festival was approaching, Chi Yan sat at the desk and looked out.
The pale yellow moonlight evenly and fullly fell on the dead branches. The dead branches that were originally dim and thin, like the arms of an old man, instantly seemed to be injected into the soul, and the light could no longer be hidden, and the beauty was slowly unfolded.
Chi Yan picked up the drawing board, drew it stroke by stroke, and finally completed a watercolor painting, which was later posted on Weibo with the text "big and round moon", and the comment area was filled with "the name is dead" and "painted Awesome I love it."
The painting in front of me is not a watercolor but a sketch, and the brush strokes are completely different from my own.But Chi Yan could easily see that the content of the painting was the same.
In other words, Yu Jian is copying according to her own painting.
He looked at the painting, and his mind was a little overwhelmed.
Yu Jian copying his own paintings must have followed his Weibo, which proves that he knows C, and judging from his copying of his own paintings, he might still like C.
However, I have never told anyone except Yu Ke and Si Yan that I am a "C".
In other words, Yu Jian didn't know that she was C.
Chi Yan looked at Yu Jian who was arranging the paintings, and his eyes and expressions were a little complicated for a moment.
Seeing Chi Yan's tangled expression, Yu Jian asked with concern, "What's wrong with you?"
Chi Yan thought for a while, then asked, "Do you like a painter named C?"
Yu Jian was taken aback, Chi Yan not only knew C, but also knew that he liked C?
He never mentioned C's name to anyone.
Yu Jian asked doubts in her heart: "How do you know?"
It was only then that Chi Yan realized that he had almost given himself away, coughed lightly and said, "Hey, yes, I saw the painting you copied. He posted it on Weibo, and I recognize his painting."
Yu Jian suddenly realized, no wonder, it seems that Chi Yan is also a fan of C, and seeing C's paintings at a glance, except for the possibility of C himself, there are only hardcore fans left.
Yu Jian nodded, and handed Chi Yan a glass of water: "I quite admire his paintings, oh yes, I heard that C is a judge in a painting competition called PHA, and I want to participate."
Chi Yan keenly grasped that Yu Jian didn't say he likes it, but used the word "appreciation".
For the PHA painting competition, Chi Yan thought about it, they seemed to have invited him to be a judge, so Yu Jian knew that the idol would go, so he went to participate in the competition specially?
Thinking about it, Chi Yan took a sip of water complacently, but almost choked after drawing the next sentence.
Yu Jian said honestly: "I see that there will be a lot of bonuses if you win the game, so I want to try it."
Little bastard, you keep saying that you like yourself, but it turns out it's for money?
Chi Yan drank his saliva and raised his eyebrows, and said otherwise: "I heard about that competition, and if you win the first place, you can finish a painting with him. Don't you feel tempted?"
Yu Jian shook her head and said sincerely, "All I need is money."
Being able to draw the same painting really moved him, but his level is not up to the first place at all, so it is more pragmatic to aim for the top three and the prize money that is available for the Excellence Award.
Listen, is this human?
Chi Yan was so angry that he jumped on his feet, and he couldn't vent his anger in person, so he could only drink glass after glass of water, gulp and swallow, to vent his inner displeasure.
Yu Jian opened the curtain and looked outside.
It was cold and foggy, a thin layer of water vapor formed on the glass, and a light rain began to fall from the sky. There were no pedestrians on the road, only a few moths fluttering under the street lamps.
Yu Jian opened the window a little, and was hissed by the cold wind, quickly closed the window tightly, turned to Chi Yan and said, "It's too cold outside, why don't you sleep here tonight."
Chi Yan was looking at Yu Jian's painting carefully, shaking his head: "I'll go back."
Chi Yan realized that he had underestimated Yu Jian before. Looking at it carefully, Yu Jian's paintings are not bad, and the light and shade are well handled.
It's just that he didn't learn basic things like lines well. At first glance, one would think that this person is half-baked.
"Boom——" There was a loud noise in the sky, and the two of them looked at each other, lying on the edge of the window and looking out in tacit understanding.
It was raining heavily outside the window, and the raindrops fell down like no money. There was not a single living thing on the road, not even the moths that were scurrying around under the dim streetlights just now.
Yu Jian frowned, and asked Chi Yan worriedly, "Have you brought an umbrella?"
Chi Yan rolled his eyes sharply: "Did I bring it with you when you went out?"
Yu Jian hissed, he left the umbrella in the classroom, and there was no umbrella in the dormitory, Chi Yan hurried back, he put on his clothes and planned to go to Bi Fei to look for it: "I'll borrow one."
Chi Yan pulled him back: "Forget it, I'll sleep here."
Yu Jian groaned and scratched her head: "Aren't you going back?"
Chi Yan raised his eyebrows: "I'm not welcome?"
Little bastard, he was the one who asked him to stay just now.
Yu Jian waved her hand: "No, no, it's good to stay, anyway, there are many empty beds in the dormitory."
Yu Jian's dormitory lacks everything, except for beds, and he sleeps alone in a four-person room.
The bed is an old-fashioned bunk bed, which is the kind of iron bed that makes you feel as if the world is shaking when you turn over and get out of bed.
Chi Yan stretched out his hand in disgust, and shook the railing, which immediately creaked and rattled: "Is this bed firm, won't it collapse in the middle of the night?"
Yu Jian sent a message to her roommate, telling him to sleep in his bed for the night, and the other party replied "OK".
Yu Jian turned her head to Chi Yan and said, "You sleep in his bed tonight, and it won't collapse for the rest of the night."
Both beds are lower bunks, so you don't need to climb the railing to get on the bed, but it's also convenient.
Chi Yan turned around, as if Yu Jian had said something insulting to him, and said in disbelief: "I definitely can't sleep in his bed!"
Chi Yan stayed because he was ready to sleep with Yu Jian. Although he himself was not very happy, but because Yu Jian sincerely wanted to keep him, he could barely squeeze with him. .
Yu Jian blinked, said oh, and instantly understood what he meant and said, "Okay, then you sleep on my bed."
Chi Yan was about to ask that he wanted to sleep outside, when Yu Jian said, "I'll sleep in his bed."
Chi Yan: "..."
Miscalculated.
Yu Jian took out another quilt from the closet and gave it to Chi Yan: "If you add another quilt, you will catch a cold easily in the middle of the night."
Chi Yanliang stared at Yu Jian swishingly, his eyes seemed to kill people.
Yu Jian didn't know the resentment in Chi Yan's heart at the moment, she just focused on making Chi Yan's bed, and said while making the bed, "The bed is a bit small, it's not as good as at home, bear with it, roll in when you sleep, don't fall out in the middle of the night."
After the two of them washed up, Chi Yan followed Yu Jian's eyes until he saw that Yu Jian had rolled onto the opposite bed, then he pulled the quilt angrily.
If you don't sleep together, you won't stay together. If you come together tomorrow morning and leave, you don't even say hello to Yu Jian. Let him rush to find himself. Chi Yan pulled the quilt and wrapped himself into a ball, thinking bitterly.
The rain outside the window gradually became lighter, but it was still pattering, knocking on the window, the window was opened a crack, and a slight breeze blew up, bringing some chill.
Yu Jian looked at the quilt wrapped in a ball opposite, her eyes were a little wandering, and her thoughts were also a little wandering.
Yu Jian's parents are both university professors. They are either in the laboratory or in the classroom office every day. They gave Yu Jian enough education, but they didn't give Yu Jian enough company. Therefore, most of Yu Jian's time is spent in the studio alone. spend.
So much so that after he crossed over, he was not unaccustomed to living alone, walking alone between the dormitory and the classroom, turning off the lights at night, it was pitch black, he couldn't hear anything, there was nothing.
Unlike today, apart from the noisy sound of rain outside, there was also the steady and undulating sound of breathing on the opposite side, which proved that he was not alone in this room.
Yu Jian was a little restrained, lying on the bed and turning over and over several times, but she didn't dare to make too much movement for fear of waking Chi Yan up.
"What are you doing?"
Yu Jian was carefully turning her face inside out, when a voice suddenly came from the other side halfway through the turn.
Yu Jian was startled, and turned back to face Chi Yan: "Are you woken up by me?"
There was a moment of silence on the other side, and he hummed in a low voice.
He won't admit it's because of insomnia.
After all, he has never suffered from insomnia after sleeping for so many years.
Made him a little irritable.
Yu Jian groaned: "I won't turn over anymore."
Chi Yan became more irritable, and he turned on the phone screen.
One o'clock.
this late.
Chi Yan flicked the phone screen boredly, clicked on Weibo, and found that someone private messaged him.
There are quite a lot of small fans who usually send him private messages, and he basically glances at them, unable to reply or even click to read them, but he spotted a familiar ID with sharp eyes.
Meet 985426: Hello, I heard that you are the judge of the PHA painting competition. I have some questions.
This very official statement seems very out of place in the many private messages of "Are you accepting the manuscript?" and "Brother, take a look at me".
Chi Yan hissed, looked at the name and remembered who this person was.
Isn't this the one in the comment section a few days ago?
Chi Yan had a good impression of him, so he simply clicked on the private message and typed in the box.
"?"
After Chi Yan finished speaking, he turned his head to look at Yu Jian, and found that Yu Jian was also holding a mobile phone, as if he was typing, the light from the screen hit his face, and he could clearly see his eyelashes, blinking and blinking. Quick, as if a little nervous.
Chi Yan called him annoyed, and only allowed the state officials to set fires and prevent the people from lighting the lamps: "Sleep, kid, don't keep playing with your mobile phone, it's not good for your eyes."
Before Yu Jian moved his eyes from the screen, he quickly poked the screen with both hands, and replied indiscriminately, "Right now."
After typing and clicking send, Yu Jian looked at the long paragraph of text she had sent, feeling a little uneasy.
It seems that there are too many questions, will the other party look too annoying?
Chi Yan couldn't fall asleep either, so he started to swipe Weibo with his mobile phone indiscriminately, and a little red dot appeared after refreshing.
Chi Yan looked at the private message and raised his eyebrows, replied so quickly, does this person live on Weibo?
He clicked on Weibo, almost not being fooled by a long paragraph of text.
The author has something to say: here we come.
Cubic has been a little busy for the past two days, and it will resume updating today.
!
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