born stubborn

[Lack of money? ]

[Study well. ]

Yuan Yang stared at the two messages floating on the phone, not knowing whether to cry or laugh.

The first one was sent by his mother. There are only three words that never talk too much and persevere.

The second one was sent by Xia Weichu, and there was only one purpose in urging him, to let him be admitted to Britain and the United States.

Fortunately, Yuan Yang is no longer too much affected by this emotion.

Because he has his own subjective judgment and the confidence to solve these troubles with his own efforts.

"I still say the same thing. Those who quit easily are the purification of the industry. It is very pleasing to the hearts of the people. Those who stay are good guys!"

Yan Yan stood in the middle of the studio, looking at the remaining 30 or so students and their increasingly refined works, and said something that could not be recognized as a compliment or a derogation.

The students were very moved. During the two or three months of inhuman training, they suffered too much grievance and suffered too much.

After going all the way down, I'm finally going to get out of it.

Because today is the last day of the training class.

Strictly looked around them proudly, and for the first time ever burst into a satisfied smile.

"Now, if you look at your own works, you should be able to realize that there is no shortcut to learning painting, you can only force yourself to become a lunatic."

The piles of works piled up like firewood piles, and the students looked at them one by one.From smearing like shit, to the current work day by day, many people's eyes are wet.

"I will give you a review every day, and today is the last time." Strictly smiled calmly, pointing to the work they handed in today.

"The one with the richest and boldest colors is Liang Yue."

Everyone applauded excitedly as if flattered.

"The one with both form and spirit is the erhu; the one with the best structural relationship is..."

Yan Yan seriously praised them for the first time, and affirmed the painting advantages of the 30 or so students in the intensive training class one by one.

The applause in the studio lasted for a long time.

"If you want to say that you have the best paintings among you, and the one with the highest overall score..."

Speaking of this, Yan Yan deliberately let it go.

Everyone looked at Yan Yan with full anticipation. Seeing him read Yuan Yang's works again from among the many works, he said loudly: "No.1, Yuan Yang!"

Liang Yue jumped over without hesitation, strangled Yuan Yang's neck, and shouted: "Yuan Ruanruan, you are my pride!"

Everyone in the studio laughed.

The honor of No.1 is really scary, and Liang Yue's bold move also embarrassed him.

Yuan Yang blushed from embarrassment, smiled embarrassedly and said, "Mr. Yan, thank you."

Yan Yan laughed loudly, "I will borrow what Liang Yue said just now, and I will say the last sentence. Each of you is my pride, and I will wait for you to report officially in the Nanying Academy of Fine Arts!"

Two or three months seemed like a blink of an eye, and how many things happened during the period, with the last reunion, turned into memories.

The tense and difficult training class finally came to an end.

The weather has entered the winter when all things are dormant, the trees are bald and become shabby bachelors, but the people are ridiculously fat and round.

Yuan Yang wore a thick sweater and a black high-necked cotton jacket, and rode his mountain bike on the cold and windy night street.

Xia Guai was wrapped up like a cotton ball and stood behind Yuanyang's bicycle.

With two hands in plush gloves, they covered Yuan Yang's ears, and a sunflower appeared on his happy face.

"Brother, where are we going to play?" Xia Guai asked loudly.

"Go eat barbecue, I have an appointment with you Liang Yue and Chen Xing." Yuan Yang replied happily.

"Aw... that's great, that's great!"

Xia Guai was so excited that he couldn't jump up and down and didn't dare to let go of his hands to play. He could only cheer and howl, and the breath he brought out scattered into white mist.

Barbecue food stalls are only released at night, and are usually placed in some inconspicuous places.

Yuan Yang turned around and turned around, and finally found the one he had made an appointment with.

Liang Yue, Chen Xing, and Yang Wei, who had changed his name, were already waiting there.

"Brother Liang Yue!" Xia Guai jumped off the mountain bike and went straight to Liang Yue.

Liang Yue was wearing a bright blue patent leather cotton jacket and a pure white needle scarf today, making his already smooth skin even more delicate and fair.

"Brother Liang Yue, you are getting more and more handsome!" Xia Guai hugged Liang Yue's arm, shaking the cover intimately.

"Is it cold?" Liang Yue smiled and covered Xia Gua's face, took a stool from the side for Xia Gua to sit down, and stuffed a can of hot milk into her hand.

"It's not cold." Xia Guai took a sip of the hot milk, then turned her head and smiled sweetly at Chen Xing who was opposite, "Brother Chen Xing, you are more handsome than Brother Liang Yue!"

Chen Xing smiled very proudly, "Come on, little boy, sit here with brother!"

"Huh?" Liang Yue didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "Little boy, I gave you the milk, why is he more handsome than me?"

"Because you already have an owner, it's not my thing!"

Xia Guai left behind a sentence, ran to Chen Xing's side with the milk in her arms.

Liang Yue pretended to be unhappy and stared at Xia Guai, "Come back!"

Xia Guai pouted at Liang Yue, and said playfully, "I won't sit next to you, to save my little brother from being jealous!"

"Don't mess around." Yuan Yang took off his gloves and pointed at Xia Guai, and sat where Xia Guai was sitting just now, next to Liang Yue.

Liang Yue looked at him sideways, and saw that his face was flushed with cold, because there were so many people, he didn't feel embarrassed to cover his face directly, so he quietly stretched out a hand from under the table, and grabbed Yuan Yang's hand.

Yuan Yang's hands are relatively cold in summer, but they don't feel warm in winter.

Liang Yue kept this matter in mind all the time, gripping him from fingertips to wrists.

Yuan Yang took the opportunity to scratch Liang Yue's palm with his fingertips, expressing his thanks for the unexpected teasing.

Liang Yue smiled shallowly, picked up a bunch of roasted pig skin, and handed it to Yuan Yang, "Here, add some collagen."

"I don't eat pig skin." Yuan Yang put it back for him.

Liang Yue picked up other things that had been baked, trying to pick something delicious for him, "What do you want to eat?"

"Let's skewer lamb loins to nourish the kidneys." Yuan Yang raised his eyebrows and said.

"Fuck, why don't you give a bullwhip?" Liang Yue scolded him with staring eyes.

Liang Yue's voice was not loud, but was heard by the clever barbecue stall owner, and shouted to this side: "There are fresh sheep whips, do you want them?"

"No!" Liang Yue turned back to him angrily.

"Hey hey!" Yang Wei knocked on the table depressed, "You two are shameless, show off your affection while showing off, isn't it annoying?"

While handing Yuan Yang food, Liang Yue glanced at Yang Wei, "Brother Wei, what are you doing with our monitor Hao Tian?"

Yang Wei became even more depressed, gulped down a big gulp of beer, and sighed, "It's still the same, she doesn't like to talk to me, it's f*cking frightening me to death, why do you think she just won't take it?"

"Don't worry, this has to be done slowly."

Liang Yue picked up the wine glass and touched Yang Wei, took a sip himself first, thought for a while and said, "Brother Wei, you have to have a way to chase someone with a straight personality like this."

Yuan Yang heard something strange, squinted at Liang Yue, and interjected, "What trick?"

Liang Yue was taken aback for a moment, then rolled his eyes and blinked again, then smiled and looked at Yuan Yang, "No, I was teasing Brother Wei, I used the wrong words."

"I'll just ask you what's the trick?" Yuan Yang looked at him expressionlessly, and asked for the answer relentlessly.

"You said it." Yang Wei also got impatient with the wait, knocking on the edge of the table with his chopsticks, squinting and smiling as if he didn't think it was a big deal to watch the excitement.

"Let's say you chased that straight-hearted idiot Yuan Yang back then, what kind of routine did you use?"

"I chased him?" Liang Yue pointed at the tip of Yuan Yang's nose, pouted his lips in a funny way, "He rushed to confess to me, okay? With him hanging like this, can I chase him?"

"You have to show some face!" Yang Wei burst out laughing, "Obviously, at that time, it was by my ear, and it was Yuan Yang who was good and Yuan Yang who was good, and I analyzed them as if they had been dissected by you. I'm almost throwing up."

"Cough!" Liang Yue picked up a bamboo stick and pointed at Yang Wei, "You fucking sold me not once or twice, and if I do this again, I'll make a fat skewer for you!"

Yuan Yang snatched the bamboo stick from him and threw it back on the table, "Don't f*ck off topic, get down to business!"

Yang Wei laughed straight at the table, "Yes, yes, let's get down to business."

"I really used the wrong word. I didn't expect to be caught by you."

Liang Yue grinned sullenly for a while, and then said honestly: "All right, I'm chasing this kind of person. It should be like this barbecue, with a small smoke slowly smoked, a small fire slowly roasted, from the inside to the outside. It needs to be fully baked to be cooked, and it can easily burn if you are in a hurry.”

"It's a fart, I don't understand." Yang Wei waved his hands boringly and said.

Yuan Yang laughed, and translated to Yang Wei: "He means, you have to be patient."

Liang Yue rubbed the back of Yuan Yang's head with one hand, "Oh, Yuan Ruanruan's IQ has counterattacked."

"Get out!" Yuan Yang slapped him away, "I'll warn you if you dare to play tricks, I won't stop with you."

Chen Xing ignored them, and only took care of Xia Guai. He put the skewered grilled things into Xia Guai's bowl from the skewers, and the whole bowl was already full.

Xia Guai's small mouth is surrounded by oily soup, "Brother Chen Xing, eat quickly."

"Well, let's eat." Chen Xing touched Xia Guai's mushroom head with a smile, handed her a napkin, poured another glass of beer himself, and occasionally glanced at Yuan Yang while drinking.

Liang Yue didn't intend to start a fight with Yuan Yang, and Yuan Yang was generally quiet when there were many people.

But people in love have a problem, that is, once they interact, they ignore the other people around them.

In a short time, the two of them changed from deliberately keeping a distance to flirting with you pinching me and I pushing you.

Yang Wei was almost fed dog food by the two of them, and he was about to jump up and beat someone up, scolding them in a rough voice that they were going to be struck by lightning.

Chen Xing just watched them mess around, neither interrupting nor participating, other than smiling, drinking or smoking.

Their table was lively enough, but the table far away from them was even more lively.

There were two tables put together at that table, and there were about seven or eight young people from society sitting around the table.

Someone inside got drunk and yelled obscenities, which made people feel disgusted.

Yuan Yang and the others don't need to look, just by listening to their words, they know that the person sitting at that table must not be a good bird.

Whether it's a good bird or a bad bird doesn't matter to them.

The two tables are so far apart, everyone is in harmony with each other, and each has its own troubles.

Xia Guai ate and ate, but her eyes kept looking in that direction, and she even squinted her eyes for a closer look.

Chen Xing tilted his head to look at her, then followed her gaze, wanting to see what Xia Guai was looking at.

It turned out that there was a male student standing not far from the people at the table.

I couldn't tell what that boy looked like, but he was wearing a junior high school uniform. He was tall and fat, a bit like a smaller version of Yang Wei.

Maybe it was the cold of the winter night wind, the boy shrank his neck and poked there tremblingly.

Chen Xing didn't pay much attention at first, but his eyes gradually turned cold as he watched.

No wonder the table was so noisy. It turned out that the whole table was holding bamboo sticks and throwing flying sticks at the boy from a long distance away.

"Big fool, go!"

A young man with a crew cut flew out a bamboo stick with all his strength, and it was poking the boy's face.

It was already cold in the winter and the flesh was stiff. When the sharp bamboo stick poked his face, the boy shivered twice in pain, rubbed it, and quickly stood up in fear.

"Get some more money tomorrow, you know, my brothers want to eat!"

Another young man with fried hair flew a bamboo stick at the boy and poked it on the boy's neck.

The boy hastily shrank his neck again, trembling even more.

"Do you know that boy?" Chen Xing lowered his head and asked Xia Guai.

Xia Guai frowned, "It seems to be Han Dong and Brother Chen Xing from our class, how could they bully people like this?"

When Yuan Yang heard what Chen Xing and Xia Guai said, he followed Xia Gua's gaze and glanced back indiscriminately.

One glance was fixed on that boy.

That boy is Dadong, the silly son of Uncle Pancake.

Taking a closer look at the table, Yuan Yang immediately recognized the people who had fought with him twice.

Liang Yue also looked back and frowned instantly.

"Yuan Yang, isn't that the few people who fought with us that day?"

Yuan Yang didn't make a sound, and suddenly got up and walked towards the table.

Liang Yue's expression changed, and he quickly stood up.

Chen Xing and Yang Wei also carefully watched Yuan Yang's actions.

Yuan Yang walked up to Da Dong with a cold face, without even looking at the people at the table, he stretched out his hand to hold Da Dong's wrist tightly, and led him towards his table.

Dadong looked up in horror, and saw that it was Yuan Yang, as if seeing a savior, he shouted excitedly, "Three... 34, brother."

"Stop!" Someone behind him shouted in a rough voice.

Yuan Yang ignored him, and led Dadong to continue walking this way.

"Brother, it was this kid who beat us that day." Someone behind him shouted angrily.

"Fuck you, I'll make you stop!" Another man yelled arrogantly.

"Three... Brother 34, I'm afraid... I'm afraid."

Da Dong was probably afraid that Yuan Yang would be beaten, so he struggled desperately to free Yuan Yang's hand, and shrank back with all his strength.

"Don't be afraid!" Yuan Yang squeezed him a little more, and pulled him towards him, "Dadong, go with brother."

Suddenly, dense footsteps sounded from behind, as if the entire table was rushing over menacingly.

Yuan Yang raised his eyes and saw that Liang Yue had calmly greeted him.

Chen Xing explained a few words to Xia Guai, and walked towards this side with a cold face, and even picked up a beer bottle from the table.

Yang Wei, who came together, also carried a stool in his hand.

The footsteps were getting closer and closer to Yuan Yang, and Yuan Yang suddenly pressed Da Dong's shoulder firmly and pushed him forward vigorously.

Da Dong was pushed far away, Yuan Yang turned around instantly and kicked hard on the chest of the person closest to him.

With a bang, the man was kicked on all fours.

The people at the table didn't expect Yuan Yang to move so fast and so ruthlessly, they were all stunned for a moment.

The person who was kicked on the ground held his chest and yelled loudly: "Destroy him! Destroy him, a little bastard!"

The group of people were called back to their senses, and then they rolled up their sleeves and rushed towards Yuan Yang.

Liang Yue just ran to Yuan Yang's side, jumped forward without saying a word, swept his long legs, and swept a guy opposite him back several steps.

Chen Xing was too lazy to talk nonsense, walked up to them calmly, raised his hand and patted the shoulder of the person closest to him.

The man turned his head in puzzlement, Chen Xing smashed the wine bottle on his head, and quickly kicked in mid-air, kicking down a guy who wanted to take the opportunity to attack Yuan Yang.

Yang Wei was carrying a stool, relying on his aura like a brown bear, he picked out those small people and swung the legs of the stool one by one.

It was a good meal, but now it turned into a silent scuffle, and even the negotiation before the battle was avoided.

This time the fight was more lively, there were four of them, seven or eight others.

A good barbecue stand turned into a gang fight battlefield in a blink of an eye.

"Ouch, don't fight, don't fight!"

The owner of the barbecue stand was terrified, for fear that these people would ruin his business again.

The crowd eating melons at the other tables avoided the far away, did not leave, and stood far away to watch the excitement.

Seeing that they kept fighting and no one dared to stop the fight, the owner of the barbecue stall turned around and ran into the house, calling the police.

Dadong was jumping up and down in fright, and cried out: "Don't hit brother, no, it hurts..."

"Han Dong!" Xia Guai ran over and dragged Da Dong back to their table, but kept looking at Yuan Yang and the others in fear, terribly worried.

Da Dong wiped his tears and kept crying, "Xia, Xia is afraid... looking for Dad, it's the police..."

"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, don't cry!"

Xia Guai took out a tissue and wiped Dadong's snot and tears indiscriminately, but his eyes were still focused on Yuanyang and the others fighting.

Chen Xing was really good at punching. The nose and ears of Da Leng Tianren were stiff and dull. Chen Xing only picked these places to strike.

Liang Yue actually used his brains when he was fighting, and when he was taller than him, Liang Yue stomped on the toes of the man first, and when he lowered his head in pain, Liang Yue punched his ear.

Chen Xing and Liang Yue never left Yuan Yang's side, and they fought hard with Yuan Yang, beating the few people around them a little afraid to approach them.

Not to mention Yuan Yang, since he was not protected by his brother since childhood, fighting by himself has long been a habit.

However, he always thought that Liang Yue's fighting power was weaker than him, so he mainly circled around Liang Yue.

As soon as Liang Yue grabbed one, Yuan Yang grabbed it and beat him hard.

Liang Yue grabbed another one, and Yuan Yang snatched it again.

Liang Yue, who was robbed, was about to get angry, "Can you stop robbing me?"

Single-handedly, Yang Wei bumped into a small man half shorter than him.

Before the fight started, the little man was already overwhelmed by Yang Wei's tonnage, and ran towards the crowd after feigning two punches.

Yang Wei just turned on him, chased him and ran into the crowd to beat him up.

The four of them miraculously formed a mutual support formation, you push over and I hit, I hit over and you continue to fight...

Anyway, I didn't suffer too much.

But those seven or eight people were not rookies, and there were two or three of them who were big and thick, and they were more ruthless.

Fortunately, before they rushed over, they didn't have anything in their hands, and just punched and kicked, and gave Yuan Yang and the others a few big swollen bags.

I don't know when this battle will last. From the beginning of the hands and feet, to the end, all the backs are sore and the arms are sore.

But no one dared to relax, at least not to be defeated first in terms of momentum.

"It's hot and spicy, if I don't kill you little bastards today, I will be fooling around for nothing!"

The other party had a figure who looked like a leader, with a bright nosebleed flying under his nose, but he gritted his teeth and cursed harshly.

Chen Xing rubbed his sore and swollen wrist, sneered, and said to Yuan Yang and Liang Yue who were standing next to him: "Did you hear that? You're a fool, you don't have to pay for killing them!"

Liang Yue also laughed, and spat bloody saliva on the ground, "It's so boring to die, and it's fun to die after doing it."

Yang Wei probably had never fought such a hearty battle before, so he snorted and said, "Fuck it to death, I'll take care of it if something goes wrong!"

Yuan Yang saw the blood on the corner of Liang Yue's mouth, and told him distressedly, "Be careful."

Liang Yue glanced at the fresh steamed buns on Yuan Yang's forehead, and said with a smile, "Let me protect your little face!"

"Copy guy!" The boss yelled, and the others obeyed the order and scattered to find something capable of fighting.

Those who carry stools, those who touch beer bottles, those who run under big trees and stick sticks.

Another jumped into the kitchen and snatched a kitchen knife covered with oil from the vegetable preparer.

The owner of the barbecue stand chased him out of the shop, cursing the street at the top of his voice.

"Put down the knife! Don't use the knife! I'm a fucking idiot and I'll pay for my life if I kill someone! I'm a fucking idiot..."

The oily kitchen knife slashed towards Yuan Yang, and the person who snatched the knife was the big man who led the battle at night last time.

He was beaten badly by Yuan Yang last time, and this time he was beaten by Yuan Yang again. Now he is desperate to cut Yuan Yang as a carrot.

Chen Xing kicked the person who was entangled with him away, turned around and grabbed the kitchen knife's wrist, gritted his teeth and twisted it in the opposite direction.

Before the kitchen knife could get close to Yuan Yang, there was a squeak, and Chen Xing twisted his arm out of its socket.

The man screamed like killing a pig, frightening the people around him to think he had killed someone.

The police finally arrived and pulled up nearby in two squawking police cars.

Four or five police officers jumped out of the car and ran over with electric batons in their hands.

"Don't move, don't hit!"

When the leader of the other party saw the police coming, he ran away.

A young policeman just blocked him, went up and gave him an electric baton on the back, and jumped back screaming from the shock.

There were still a few who wanted to run, but seeing that the battle was unsuccessful, they crouched honestly and did not dare to move.

"Fight here when you're full!" A policeman scolded angrily, "Take them all back and lock them up!"