Xiaopujie [entertainment circle]

The last surgery worked surprisingly well.

After staying in the hospital for two weeks, the doctor finally announced that Xiao Lu's right hand had recovered well, and she could leave the nursing home and return to school.

Xiao Lu stayed here for several months, and many doctors and nurses liked her very much.

Before leaving, I specifically told her: "Be careful in the future, don't lift heavy objects, don't get tired..."

After talking for a long time, they were all worried about Xiao Lu's body.

Xiao Lu thanked them and exchanged pleasantries before leaving the nursing home with Liu Lulu.

As soon as Liu Lulu arrived in Yecheng, she said she was going to the studio to report to Xu Qiang.

Xiao Lu was surprised and said, "Is it necessary to hurry?"

Liu Lulu said, "That's right, the boss is actually quite strict."

Xiao Lu nodded, she didn't see Xu Qiang like that when she was working, the only time she went to the studio, she didn't even go inside the studio to take a look.

Fortunately, Qian Ying came back to pick up the plane, and Xiao Lu saw her as soon as she got off the plane.

Qian Ying also held up a small hand sign with Xiao Lu's name written on it.

Xiao Lu fell down laughing when she saw the cards in her hand, and said, "Don't I remember your face?!"

Qian Ying said, "Aren't I afraid that you will forget? I haven't seen you for so long."

Xiao Lu patted her on the shoulder and said with a smile, "Nonsense."

Qian Ying didn't care much, took her suitcase, stuffed it into the trunk of the taxi, sat in the car, and asked:

"Where do you live now?"

Xiao Lu was confused by the question.

She hesitated for a while, and reported Wen Yan's address.

Wen Yan rents a room off campus by herself, and never minds her staying overnight.

Qian Ying asked, "Aren't you going to Xu Qiang's place?"

Xiao Lu said, "Well...it's not very convenient."

Qian Ying sized her up and said, "Why?"

Xiao Lu said: "It's just...inconvenient, oops, something happened."

Qian Ying asked: "Aren't you renting with her? What can happen?"

She must be tricking me, Xiao Lu thought helplessly, and said helplessly:

"I broke up with her, it's inconvenient to live now."

Qian Ying exclaimed, "Break up?"

Xiao Lu said, "Yes."

Qian Ying said: "When did you guys get together?! You are not mean enough, you should tell me whether it is public or private."

Under Qian Ying's reproachful gaze, Xiao Lu told her the whole story in a low voice.

After she finished telling the whole story, the car also arrived at Wen Yan's downstairs. Xiao Lu had called Wen Yan, and she was waiting for Xiao Lu at the gate of the community.

Qian Ying waved to her, she felt that she had to digest this matter.

There was really no one to talk to, so she had no choice but to call Chen Wu. After listening to her, Chen Wu reported an address and said, "Come here directly."

Qian Ying thought... who do you think you are!But he obediently told the driver the address and watched the car drive all the way to the city.

After seeing Xiao Lu, Wen Yan took her home directly.

Wen Yan's house is a combination of a studio and a residence. The upstairs is a bedroom, and the downstairs living room has been transformed into a studio by her. It is obviously not cleaned up very much now, with brushes and paints scattered everywhere.

Xiao Lu put down her luggage, admired the long scroll oil painting that Wen Yan was creating, and then looked at the paint cans on the ground.

Wen Yan was alert and asked, "What are you doing?"

Xiao Lu smelled the familiar scent and said with a smile: "I like this one too."

She said warmly and protectively, "I don't have a few cans left, so I won't give them to you."

Xiao Lu smiled kindly and said, "I'll show you something."

Wen Yan came over and watched her open the suitcase and take out the folder, and said very unhappy: "I knew you were looking for me because you wanted to hold an art seminar."

Xiao Lu glanced at her sideways, and said, "Aren't you planning to collaborate with me on the design? The opening report is about to start, shouldn't I talk to you?"

Wen Yan knew she was wrong, took the folder in her hand, and looked through it.

She could see that the works Xiao Lu showed her this time were still the same series as before.

It's just that this time the complete context has been revealed, and on the title page there is still a title in the font of a primary school student - "Her Lake".

Wen Yan said: "Your word is too ugly."

Xiao Lu said: "I can still write now, which is already a medical miracle."

Wen Yan grabbed her hand, looked carefully, and said, "That Qin Lu hit you so hard?! I heard it was a bust, and it fell directly into your hand."

Xiao Lu nodded and said, "Well, the bones are almost broken, and a few nerves are also broken."

Because of this, her operation and recovery process were so arduous. It was a hand that was almost completely smashed, even if it was to restore its appearance, it had already taken great effort, let alone restore its function.

Wen Yan was silent for a while, and then said: "Then... can you still draw?"

She stopped, not daring to look through the folder again.

Xiao Lu said, "See for yourself."

Wen Yan took a deep breath, opened the folder, and the twisted lines hit her eyes, causing her to close the folder immediately.

Xiao Lu asked, "Is it that ugly?"

Wen Yan bit her lip and didn't speak.

She still remembers the shock when she saw Xiao Lu's series for the first time. Those lines, each one carried endless tension, like a thunderstorm in summer, which made her heart palpitate.

Xiao Lu said, "Look carefully."

Wen Yan held back the tears in her eyes, lowered her head, and stared at those chaotic lines.

Now she saw the clues.

At first glance, these lines are distorted and disordered, and they are not Xiao Lu's beautiful and romantic style in the past at all, but when Wen Yan calms down, they are combined into rich graphics, which seem to encompass everything.

Wen Yan suddenly understood, and murmured: "The professor always said that you have more than enough beauty, but not enough strength...but..."

Xiao Lu nodded and said, "A blessing in disguise."

In the past, she was born by inspiration, and she was at God's hand with peace of mind, conveying God's will.

And after this disaster that destroyed her, Xiao Lu, like a phoenix in nirvana, finally found her own voice.

Wen Yan closed the folder, her voice hoarse, and said, "Let me listen to the opening report tomorrow."

She couldn't bear to look at it any more, and the more she looked at it, the more sad she felt.

Wen Yan and Xiao Lu are both well-known students in this area of ​​the Academy of Art.

In the past two years, the quantity and quality of Wen Yan's works overshadowed Xiao Lu, but this last time, she is willing to be Xiao Lu's supporting role.

No one knows better than Wen Yan.

When you try your best and face your talents, you will only feel more defeated.

Fortunately, Xiao Lu sat in front of her, and a smile could make her feel relieved.

Wen Yan felt that if it was Xiao Lu, it would be good to play her a supporting role.

With an excited and complicated heart, Wen Yan finally waited for the day of the opening report.

The entire teaching building was bustling with people, and many students who never came to school also appeared. Xiao Lu walked among the crowd, wearing a gray skirt, completely inconspicuous.

It's a pity that Wen Yan was by her side, which still attracted a lot of attention.

"Is that Xiao Lu? Wasn't he injured?"

"Wen Yan is next to it, right? I remember that they are going to jointly design this time, and Wen Yan is probably leading it."

"The relationship is really good... Oh, the world of Xueba and Xueba."

"What schoolmaster? Xiao Lu counts too?"

Still like every time he appeared in school, there were whispers all around.

Xiao Lu lowered her head, completely unmoved.

Until standing on the podium, Xiao Lu still looked indifferent.

Wen Yan took the microphone, smiled, and said:

"Good morning, teachers and students, welcome to our opening report. I am Wen Yan from the School of Fine Arts, University of S, and my partner is Xiao Lu from the School of Design."

"For this graduation project, the two of us decided to create it in the form of joint signature, and the lead is Xiao Lu. Please enjoy our work "Her Lake" below."

The students looked at each other in blank dismay, wondering how could Xiao Lu be the leader?

Several old professors looked at the two girls on the stage, smiled lovingly, and signaled them to start their speeches.

Xiao Lu projected her work on the screen, which immediately caused a commotion in the classroom.

"What do I rely on...it's too ugly!"

"Is Wen Yan crazy..."

"Wait a minute, take a closer look..."

The sound gradually died down, and the faces of the students showed shock.

Wen Yan's lips curled into a smug smile, as if she had expected it.

Xiao Lu rarely showed a smile, and softly began to talk about the origin of this group of works.

As she narrates, paintings are projected on the curtain, along with small sculptures, short films, and eventually even a beautifully bound book.

Many students whispered: "Is this okay?"

Xiao Lu slowly talked about her design ideas, and her voice seemed to have a magical power, leading people into her world.

It used to be barren, but now it is colorful.

When her words fell, the audience below were all silent, leaving Xiao Lu's heart hanging in the air.

After a while, someone applauded.

Scattered applause sounded, and it quickly spread into one piece. Everyone applauded and looked at her with disbelieving eyes.

A professor in the front row stood up, took the microphone, and said loudly:

"You are the most gifted students I have ever seen... The younger generation is awesome!"

Xiao Lu bowed to him, and said sincerely: "Don't dare to be, we still have to learn."

The old professor came up to the stage, patted her on the shoulder, and said, "Art is not limited to form. It is very suitable to do this for your graduation project."

Xiao Lu stayed in the Design Academy for so long, and it was not until her graduation project that she showed her talents.

She is like a sword out of its sheath, once it shows its edge, it can no longer be retracted.

Wen Yan stood beside her, looked at her profile, and finally said softly: "Ah Lu, I really envy you."

Together with Xiao Lu, she bowed to the audience and walked off the stage.

Only then did Xiao Lu laugh, and said to Wen Yan, "But I envy you too."

She smiled and said, "I've never seen someone who loves painting so much, really."

Wen Yan smiled and took her shoulders, and walked towards the school gate with her.

After Xiao Lu finished the opening report, Wen Yan could really face herself. Even if her talent is mediocre, if she keeps going forward, she will eventually get to where she wants to go.

This is not only the misfortune of ordinary people, but also the luck of ordinary people.

She has seen too much Xiao Lu's pain, if she is asked to exchange with Xiao Lu, she is not willing.

The school gate was not far away, and when there was still some distance left, Wen Yan saw a familiar figure standing there.

She pushed Xiao Lu, smiled and said: "She is waiting for you, go quickly."

Wen Yan watched Xiao Lu running towards Xu Qiang's back, and said softly:

"Please... let her be happy."

The author has something to say: Happy Valentine's Day~Is there anyone with you today~?