Learn about the human body

During the exam week, Fu Yansheng was very busy. After returning home from self-study at night, he locked himself in his room to endorse.There are few exam subjects in Tang Qizhen, and seeing that tomorrow after finishing the modern history exam, he will be excited about summer vacation, he wants to take the time to talk to his seniors.

After returning from school, he also specially bought a watermelon, cut it up and sat in the living room waiting for him to go home.Sure enough, it was still around ten o'clock, and the door lock clicked a few times. Fu Yansheng walked in the door tiredly with his small medical schoolbag on his back.

The first thing I saw was Xiao Tang sitting in the living room and the big red watermelon in front of him.Fu Yansheng frowned slightly, and subconsciously glanced at the calendar in the living room: "What special day is today?"

Tang Qizhen quickly shook his head, but he didn't know how to describe it. He stammered, "Well... I'll go home after the exam tomorrow. Because the air ticket has been booked early, and I've told my family, so..."

"Understood." The other party didn't have any special emotional ups and downs, but just responded lightly.

"You should be finishing the exam soon, right?" Tang Qizhen asked back, "I've been embarrassed to bother you before, do you want some fruit?"

He glanced at the table. The watermelon was not big. Tang Qizhen cut it in half and scooped it up with a special watermelon spoon. The round flesh looked very appetizing.He smiled softly: "I'll take a shower first."

After a while, there was the sound of rushing water in the bathroom.Then the hair dryer started to work again, Tang Qizhen glanced inside, he changed into a loose white T-shirt, with a towel around his neck, and light gray sweatpants underneath.The hair was not completely dried, and the wet strands were tangled with fingers.

Soon, the senior stepped on slippers and walked out slowly, and said thank you as he pulled the seat.

"How many exams do you have left?" he asked.

"Four subjects, you can finish the exam the day after tomorrow."

"The senior really doesn't plan to go home?"

"Well," he dug a watermelon ball, "I worked hard to save money to leave them as soon as possible, not to mention my sister's college entrance examination is over, now I have no scruples at all."

When it came to the college entrance examination, Tang Qizhen came to his senses and hurriedly asked, "How did my little sister do in the exam?"

"It's not bad, No.18 in the province of science. I just finished filling out the application a few days ago, and I should be able to go to her ideal university." Fu Yansheng had something in his mouth, and his voice was a little fuzzy.

The two of them were only a table away, and the fragrance of men's shower gel spread quickly. The clean young man paired with refreshing watermelon was simply a stunning look in summer.Tang Qizhen sneaked a few glances, wondering if it was because he was going home tomorrow that he was unexpectedly reluctant to part with it, biting watermelon balls in his mouth, and still felt dry mouth.

He found that he really fell in love with Fu Yansheng, whether it was his sunny and handsome appearance, or his dark and gloomy appearance when he got sick.He even had a strong desire for protection in his heart, wanting to protect his fragile and sensitive spirit, not to let him be stimulated, not to watch him cry helplessly, or even self-mutilate.

This feeling should be like it.

"Why do you keep looking at me?" Fu Yansheng finally couldn't help pointing out.

"Ah?" Tang Qizhen looked away in a panic, "No, it's nothing..."

Seeing this, Fu Yansheng sneered slightly.

This sound made him feel even more guilty. He touched his neck, but found that his face was very hot.In fact, he has always had the feeling that his seniors seem to like him too, especially when he was ill, his dependence on him seemed natural.

He didn't dare to speak too bluntly, but he was very unwilling, hesitated again and again and finally said: "Senior, I want to ask you something."

"Huh?" Fu Yansheng raised his eyebrows.

"Didn't you ask me last time if I was curvy? In fact, I am indeed a natural curvy." He blushed and began to test.

Fu Yansheng narrowed his eyes when he heard the words, as if he was not surprised by the result, he asked generously, "Have you talked to others?"

"No," he shook his head, "This kind of thing depends on fate."

"Then suddenly mentioning this now, who did you meet?"

Tang Qizhen didn't expect the senior to be more straightforward than himself. For a while, his mind went blank, and he hesitated and said: "I just think it's time to fall in love, but my parents don't know about it yet. Especially my mother, she She is very conservative, I don't know how to tell her..."

Speaking of this, he choked up a bit, put his hands on his face, leaned on the table and whispered: "I'm afraid that if she doesn't accept it, it will hurt...uh..."

Someone rubbed his head suddenly, he snorted, and looked up in surprise—Fu Yansheng walked to his side at some point.

"Little fool." The senior patted his forehead.

"You are stupid, isn't this a very realistic thing!"

"Having said that, people live in this world not only to win the approval of their parents." Fu Yansheng looked down at him, "Xiao Tang, maybe it's because you were born in a warm and harmonious family, so you regard their wishes as your own. It is very important. But when you really grow up, you will understand that your parents are not gods from the future, and the path they choose for you is just a path.”

His tone was very calm, and Tang Qizhen looked up at him, but he couldn't see any trace of happiness or anger.

"Then what if the senior likes a boy?"

"Chase him, test his reaction, and then try to confess." Fu Yansheng reported his process without hesitation, and lowered his eyes lightly.

The sudden four eyes met, Tang Qizhen didn't have time to look away, and unexpectedly saw the senior's flushed old face.

He felt as if he had gotten the answer he wanted, and for a moment he didn't know where the courage came from: "Senior, I..."

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Fu Yansheng's head stroking, and he rubbed his fingers along his soft curly hair several times.The phrase "like" that I almost blurted out also stuck in my throat.

Fu Yansheng seemed to understand what he meant, and said calmly: "Don't think about it, there is an exam tomorrow, and you can think about it when you go home after the exam."

To be honest, I am not suitable for dating yet.Fu Yansheng knew his own situation very well. He was afraid that he would not be able to bear this responsibility, and he was even more afraid of hurting others.Now this state is the best.

Of course, he didn't want to wait too long.

Thinking of this, he rubbed the little cat's head again, and said softly: "Go to bed early, good night."

Tang Qizhen's face was burning red, and he laid down on the table cautiously, and only slipped back after he returned to the room.

A sleepless night.He felt that he had already got the answer, a little excited, but also very unwilling.

He was dizzy thinking about it all night, but fortunately, he had memorized the textbook several times before, and he had three years of training in Wenzhong, so he felt that he did well in the exam.

Before boarding the plane, he even sent a message to his senior.Maybe because I was used to staying outside for a year, and after nearly half a day of turbulence, I was not as excited as I imagined when I stepped into the familiar big villa.But what surprised him was that his parents were at home this time.When they opened the door and entered, they were chatting with the nanny Chen Ma in the living room.

Chen Ma was always the most enthusiastic, and treated him like a young master, and hurriedly stepped forward to take the suitcase from him, and dragged him to his bedroom.

"Ah-zhen is back." Dad smiled faintly, and beckoned him to come and sit down. After a few words, everyone began to ask him about his situation this semester.Tang Qizhen reported the good but not the bad, saving those bad things and choosing the good ones.

"That's right, how did you do in CET-[-] and CET-[-]?" Mom began to care about his culture class results again.

"Passed the fourth level, with a score of 553. I didn't apply for the sixth level this semester. I want to prepare during the summer vacation." He reported truthfully.

Mom frowned slightly when she heard the words: "You really should have higher requirements for yourself. Don't think that you are an art student and neglect cultural studies, especially English."

Tang Qizhen nodded obediently, and his mother asked again: "What are your plans after graduation?"

"…Not ready yet."

"You don't plan to graduate like this, do you?"

Tang Qizhen shook his head: "But the art college of C University is already relatively good in the whole country. I don't know where to go for the postgraduate entrance examination."

"It just so happens that I have been talking to your father these days, have you considered going abroad?"

"Going abroad?" He was startled when he heard this.

"That's right, the Margaret International Academy of Art in country K is the best art hall in the world. Your parents have the financial resources to send you out, don't you want to try?" Mom said earnestly, "Your father and I are both doctoral students , you have to read the master anyway. It’s just right, go to communicate with the world’s top art masters, and broaden your horizons.”

"Of course, my parents are willing to spend money for me, so I will try my best to fight for it."

"One more thing. A few days ago, the teacher of your Academy of Fine Arts called me and said that your sketching of the human body is still a bit serious."

"Teacher called?" He blinked in surprise, feeling ashamed of a public execution.

"Yeah, she and I also know each other." Mom sighed, "I saw your paintings, including your works last semester. But Ah Zhen, there is a big difference between animation and traditional art, since you were so determined at the beginning If you choose animation, you should respect this genre, instead of imposing your previous stream-of-consciousness into animation creation, understand what I mean?"

Dad also said on the sidelines: "People's hearts are not enough, you should first solidify your basic skills and then think about some fancy things, otherwise after four years of learning, you will be completely different."

Tang Qizhen was stunned when he heard it, and he couldn't hold back the word "oh" for a while. "Is my body really that bad?"

"The human body includes a lot. The teachers in your school will not teach you how to shape. You have to practice it yourself. Take advantage of this summer vacation to read some comic books and copy some pictures and photos."

He uttered the word "oh" in a daze again, just wanting to quickly end the topic, said "I'm going back to the room", and slipped away dejectedly.

Back in the room, he closed the door angrily, took an animation tutorial from the bookshelf, and flipped through a few pages in a daze.

Am I really not suitable for learning manga?Can't you really develop your own unique style of painting?These two questions were repeatedly entangled in his mind, and he had no intention of painting at all.

Helpless, he could only turn on the bed angrily, looking at the blank ceiling, his thoughts gradually emptied.Suddenly, a familiar voice sounded in his head—you took their wishes too seriously.

That's Fu Yansheng's open-mindedness, a rebellion after being utterly hurt by his relatives and reality.

But I can't do it by myself. Perhaps as the senior said, a favorable growth environment can indeed smooth the edges and corners of a person.

"..."

Tang Qizhen's eyes became wet, and he suddenly realized that he still had a long way to go.Whether it is his own artistic career, or the future world that Fu Yansheng longed for.