Learn about the human body

Tang Qizhen hoped that this was a dream. When he woke up, he found himself lying on the bed in the dormitory, safe and sound.

But he clearly remembered how he stumbled and ran out of the hotel, and even called a car with the phone number given to him by his senior.

Fu Yansheng did not follow.

Tang Qizhen pressed against the back of the seat, his body was still chilling.He touched the back of his neck, his hair was wet, and the blood was diluted with cold sweat.

Everything is true.

It was past eight o'clock when I arrived at the school, the evening class was not over yet, and there were few people in the huge campus, Tang Qizhen couldn't help speeding up his pace and rushing back to bed.

Seeing his dazed look, Gu Xuehao asked in confusion, "Brother, where have you been... Fuck! What is that on your chest?"

Tang Qizhen lowered his head, thinking of the moment when the blood column was sprayed, his body suddenly swayed.

"...It's from the paint." He took a deep breath, pretending to be calm.

Gu Xuehao is skeptical.Tang Qizhen didn't bother to explain, quickly took off his clothes and ran to the laundry room.

The wrist was also twisted, and it was aching after rushing into the hot water.Tang Qizhen was in a panic. He had studied painting for more than ten years, and his parents had always told him that if he wanted to be a painter, he must protect his hands.

It's part of your career, your life.

He rubbed it, and for some reason it hurt so much, he was so flustered that he didn't know what to do.

Fortunately, during the military training, he twisted his foot to prepare the medicine. Tang Qizhen searched for it for a while, and finally turned it out, unscrewed it with one hand, and sprayed fiercely.

Suddenly he stopped.

... This bottle of medicine was formulated for him by the senior.

Fu Yansheng, Fu Yansheng.Thinking carefully about the two months since he entered school, this name actually occupied most of his life.

From dumbfounding farce to admiration, he gradually becomes happy and satisfied because of chatting with Fu Yansheng and being alone...

Tang Qizhen knew that this feeling was liking.

There was a sudden emptiness in his heart, and his nose was sore. He took a breath, shook off the slippers and turned on the bed, and fell into the quilt with a bang.

He said that since he escaped, remember his choice.

So all he did was to scare and make fun of himself in the end?

He also hugged himself, held himself in his arms, rubbed his head, and rubbed his earlobe... These wet and hot actions were originally so intimate that they could make him hard, but now they only left endless fear.

Another chill ran down his spine.

"Brother, what's wrong with you? Where did you get hurt? Who bullied you?"

He just cried himself, and the pillow was wet.

"Shouldn't you be broken in love?" The roommate began to speculate again.

That's right, it's... broken love.

It turns out that the person I like is a ghost in skins. It turns out that those rumors have something to test.

"Stop making noise, let me be alone." He finally couldn't help yelling, and turned over violently.

The roommate didn't speak anymore.

Tang Qizhen didn't know how he fell asleep, but when he woke up the next day, it was already daylight.

The sky has unexpectedly warmed up, the sun is shining brightly, much warmer than the previous few days, and there is even an illusion of living in the south.

Tang Qizhen lost his previous excitement.

Fu Yansheng's contact information was still saved in his mobile phone, and the other party didn't delete him, but there was no further contact.

No explanation, no apology.

He no longer fooled around, sat in the first row of class and listened carefully, and watched it when he was free.His mind was in a mess and his wrist hurt, but he wanted to kill time and tried to squeeze out the name Fu Yansheng.

Soon, he received his first job after joining the student union - making posters for the freshman sports meeting.

Minister Tao Shu first held an ice-breaking meeting for them to let everyone get to know each other, and then cut to the chase, emphasizing the sports meeting.

In the end, he randomly selected a few people and assigned the tasks.

Tang Qizhen was restless, he only came back to his senses when he heard his name, and stared blankly at the minister, who happened to meet his gaze.

The minister glanced around and continued: "This time Tang Qizhen will be the team leader."

"What?" He was completely awake now.Immediately there were whispers from the side.

"Quiet and quiet." Tao Shu knocked on the table, "Everyone has seen Qi Zhen's works, and he also painted the graffiti wall. I think his skills and creativity are completely qualified for a group leader."

After speaking, he glanced at Tang Qizhen again: "Is what I emphasized just now okay?"

Tang Qizhen's mind was in a mess, without any inspiration, he said casually, "Sorry, I didn't remember clearly."

He thought that the minister would withdraw the decision just now.

Unexpectedly, Tao Shu smiled: "It is required to reflect the characteristics of Jianyi Academy. The composition and elements are all original. Do you remember clearly?"

He nodded helplessly.

After the others left, Tao Shu asked him to hold another short meeting to assign tasks.

Tang Qizhen looked at the two strange teammates, completely at a loss.Since he was a child, he was not interested in commanding others, and at that time he joined the student union only because of his own selfishness...

The name popped up again, he was stunned, and his mind became even more confused.

The meeting room was quiet for a long time, and he finally said awkwardly: "Do you have any suggestions?"

"Didn't the minister say that you are very good, what can we say?" The classmate said in a sour tone.

Tang Qizhen knew that he should use some real skills to calm down the other party, but he was naturally gentle and had a soft face, so he had no deterrent power at all.

"Let's discuss the first draft first." He was about to get straight to the point, took out the tablet, and barely drew a frame, "I recently twisted my right hand, and I need everyone to spend more effort in the later stage."

"Are you here to be funny? Why not be a group leader if you can't draw?" The students were very dissatisfied. The person sitting next to him directly held his wrist and lifted his sleeves, and said in a vibrating voice, "It's not swollen." ah."

"Let go!" Tang Qizhen was hurt and pushed him away angrily, "No swelling doesn't mean no injury, don't we learn to paint without protecting our hands?"

The classmates glanced at each other in disgust, and whispered: "I feel so good about myself, does a painting sell for tens of millions?"

Although the voice was very low, Tang Qizhen still heard it.He gritted his teeth aggrievedly, and almost exposed Two-dimensional's vest.

He adjusted for a while before holding back his anger. Thinking of the fairy tale town he had just finished painting, he suggested: "I think the text in the title of the poster can be replaced with scaffolding, and the background should be painted in rainbow colors in a granular shape, similar to cement. Texture."

"Isn't this kind of thing just found on the Internet?" The classmate said disdainfully.

Fuck, this is a bunch of bullshit classmates!

Tang Qizhen was completely enraged, and slapped the table hard: "The pen is for you to draw!"

Being a "little leader" for the first time was not smooth, and finally drew a draft, and was picked up by the minister for many faults, and continued to revise.

After tossing and tossing for a long time, Tang Qizhen finally finalized the draft and assigned the tasks.I didn't expect this group of people to do things in a foolish way, and drew a few casual strokes in a perfunctory manner. When Tang Qizhen asked them to modify it again, they would not reply to the news as if they had disappeared from the world.

Why don't you come to the student union if you don't want to work hard?Confusing the test scores?Tang Qizhen was almost pissed off, wishing he could beat them up.

Of course this is impossible.Tang Qizhen looked at their messy paintings and gritted his teeth to revise them by himself.

His hands were still hurting, and he went to the hospital to check and found no problems. The doctor suggested that he should use less hands and apply heat.Every time he stopped drawing for a while, he felt a dull pain in his wrist, and he was extremely flustered.

In the future, he is going to be a little painter. If he has sequelae this time, it means that he has finished before he even started.

It's impossible to really let him draw with brain wave resonance technology, or quantum wave metaphysics, right?

Tao Shu was also urging, Tang Qizhen became more and more wronged as he thought about it, and he was acquainted in the circle of friends, so he was embarrassed to insinuate.After thinking about it, he posted a Weibo complaint.

[Two-dimensional’s debts that were not tortured by Party A’s father are all repaid in the three-dimensional, and the hands are twisted. Recently, the water has really retrograde [crying] I am too difficult.jpg]

Soon someone left him a message——

Fairy Laus has worked hard in descending to earth, he is a good protector [crying in circles]

Is Tang Rolls three-dimensional also a designer? It feels amazing!

Kneading Sweet Sugar Rolls, you quit your job and concentrated on painting a small skirt, we support you! !

Still being caring from his little fans, Tang Qizhen was nourished by the rainbow fart, and instantly revived with blood.

He didn't send out the poster manuscript until late at night. The lights in the dormitory were already turned off, so he washed up in the dark and went to bed.

Before going to bed, he checked his phone again and found that his little fan Jiumi had sent a private message.

Mariko Jiumi: What happened to Rouse's hand?

Every time he saw her, Tang Qizhen felt that he had found the meaning of learning painting.

[It's okay, thank you for your concern. ]

Jiumi was still online, and replied in a second: Are you really okay? I feel that Routh is in a bad mood. If you have anything to say, you can tell me!

Tang Qizhen stared at the screen, his heart sank.

He really has a lot of things on his mind...

He was particularly disturbed after twisting his hand, but he dared not mention it to anyone.Fu Yansheng's reputation at school was already polarized, and he didn't want to add fuel to it.He also didn't dare to confide in his parents, because his family cared about him, if he knew that there was a strange senior in the school, he would probably come from his hometown overnight and report the senior by the way.

After weighing it over and over again, he chose to bury this matter in his heart and digest it slowly by himself.

but……

Maybe you can talk to your little fans.After all, across the dimensional wall, she didn't know the ins and outs, so she kept talking.

After hesitating for a while, he still expressed his doubts: I have a friend... I suspect that he is not mentally normal, or has multiple personalities...

It took him a long time to think about this sentence before sending it.He didn't know how to define his relationship with Fu Yansheng, nor how to describe his situation.

The other party suddenly fell silent, and Tang Qizhen exited the interface to check some information.

After a while she asked: What is the specific performance?

[Usually looks normal, careful, gentle and polite, but one time when we had dinner together...]

[He suddenly kills an animal. ]

After Tang Qizhen pressed the send button, he realized that it was too bloody to say this to a high school student, so he quickly withdrew it.

Jiumi quickly replied: No need to withdraw, I saw it, it's all right.

Her tone was very serious, and she didn't have the bluffing look when she blows rainbow farts.I don't know if it's because Tang Qizhen was scared by the senior last time, but Tang Qizhen has become more sensitive recently.

He blinked, always feeling that something was wrong, but couldn't tell.

She asked suddenly: Does the teacher think that friend is scary now?

This question overwhelmed him, Tang Qizhen had only one voice in his heart - I don't know.

He didn't know what the senior wanted to do, or he really had a mental problem.

But no matter what the reason was, Xiao Tang was scared to death.

[I was really scared, but if it was really a mental problem, he should have suffered more than me. ]

[The teacher is really a lovely and kind person.Don't worry about it, he may just be under too much pressure, venting it in front of you may also be a kind of trust.I still have to do my homework, so I'll do it first. ] After a few minutes, Jiumi sent a long message.

Yes, she is still a graduate student.Tang Qizhen glanced at the time and hurriedly said goodbye to her.

pressure?trust?He had never connected these things with Fu Yansheng, and now hearing what Jiumi said, it seemed to make sense.

The minister replied the next day, praising him for his high-quality and efficient work. Tang Qizhen thanked him. He thought he was fine, but he ran into him when class was over at noon.

Tao Shu greeted him: "Going to have lunch?"

"Ah."

"Why alone?" He walked in and patted him on the shoulder, "By the way, you haven't eaten at Baiyang Restaurant yet, the food there is very good, come on, I'll treat you to a meal."

! !Seeing his enthusiasm, Tang Qizhen fled away.

Treating guests to dinner again?Wucao, this guy is not the second Fu Yansheng.

Tao Shu frowned suspiciously: "It's just a meal, so you can't react so excitedly?"

"..." Tang Qizhen was at a loss for words.

It's over, I was really scared out of my mind by the senior.

However, he was pushed and pushed by Tao Shu to Baiyang restaurant.

He hadn't visited the whole school yet, and only found out that the restaurant was closer to the medical school when he got there.

...there's always a bad feeling about it.

Tao Shu eloquently introduced a bunch of delicacies and asked him what he would like to eat.

Tang Qizhen was not in the mood to listen, so he ordered a few cheap dishes and turned around to find a seat.

When he squeezed out from the bustling long queue, he caught a corner of the woolen coat out of the corner of his eye. He raised his head subconsciously and caught a glimpse of a familiar side face.

It's fleeting, but it's enough to tell.

He was taken aback, and cursed, "This sixth sense is too accurate!" ?

"Hurry up and take your seat." Tao Shu pushed him from behind.

Tang Qizhen was pushed to sit a few meters away from the senior, feeling oppressed instantly, and unconsciously peeking out of the corner of his eye.

"What are you looking at, acquaintance?"

"It's nothing." He smiled awkwardly, holding the vegetables with his left hand awkwardly.

"What's wrong with your hands?" Tao Shu quickly saw the clue, and sniffed vigorously, "Did you spray Yunnan Baiyao?"

"…fine."

Tao Shu directly sat beside him, grabbed his hand and pressed it lightly.

"Uh," Tang Qizhen shrank back in pain and said repeatedly, "I just twisted it accidentally."

"Why didn't you tell me you were hurt! Then I will definitely not let you draw posters." Tao Shu's tone became serious, "Have you been to the hospital?"

"Yeah..." He nodded his head, wanting to end the topic quickly.

Tao Shu was obviously unaware of his abnormality, and continued to chatter: "I'm really sorry, I assigned the task because I saw your graffiti wall works and thought you were good at drawing. If it's inconvenient for you, just mention it to me..."

Before he could finish speaking, there was a sudden sound of a clear collision behind him. Tang Qizhen turned his head reflexively, and saw a person leaning over to pick up chopsticks.

The moment he got up, he and Tang Qizhen looked at each other deeply.

It's Fu Yansheng.

Tang Qizhen was locked in his eyes for an instant, and the chopsticks in his hand fell into the dinner plate.

"Sorry to bother you." Fu Yansheng chuckled and apologized without sincerity.