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The hem of the white coat covered Tang Qizhen's calf, and there was a fishy smell of chemical reagents on it.This is Fu Yansheng's unique taste - although his throat hurts from being smoked, this huge thorny shell can make people hurt and safe.

Tang Qizhen didn't know how he stuffed him into a taxi and brought him home, but he just fell into his arms, feeling his warmth, and gradually stopped crying.

"If you feel uncomfortable, just let go and cry." Fu Yansheng touched his lower eye sockets.

"I didn't cry," he hung on Fu Yansheng's chest and shook his head stubbornly, "Crying won't solve the problem."

"Then keeping silent can solve the problem?" The senior raised his tone and paused every word, "Little Tang, do you know how worried I was about you when I knew you were taking sleeping pills and saw you being scolded online? "

"How do you know these things?" Tang Qizhen broke away from his arms in surprise when he heard this, and subconsciously looked at the drawer.

Fu Yansheng closed his eyes slightly, and sighed bitterly: "It could have been unnecessary."

"..." Tang Qizhen quickly understood what he meant, and was about to bow his head to admit his mistake, when Fu Yansheng grabbed his chin and provoked him high.

"Don't bow your head." He whispered in his ear.

"I just don't want to bother you with the bad things in my circle..."

"But how do you know I can't solve it?" Fu Yansheng let go of him, hummed lightly in a nasal voice, and returned to his gentle appearance, "Is Xiao Tang still planning to tell the truth to me?"

Tang Qizhen looked at him, his eyes fluttered for a long time, and he slowly took out his mobile phone from his pocket: "I don't know how to tell you...I feel so uncomfortable, so uncomfortable that I don't want to draw any more."

"I don't allow you to say that!" Fu Yansheng stopped him, opened the screen with his slender fingers, and took him into his arms.

At first it was said that he copied the painting style and creativity, and then he sprayed the human body and the composition, and every sentence he said was acrimonious, which made people feel stunned.Tang Qizhen has a gentle and well-behaved personality, and he can't pinch his opponent at all. He can only watch them flirt with each other in the comment area, and see those who like and support him being scolded.

Even though he had learned what happened from his sister and saw the smoky comment area, Fu Yansheng still couldn't help the urge to hit someone, he grabbed Xiao Tang's hand and clenched his fist.

"Calm down!" Tang Qizhen felt his anger, and quickly pulled off his sleeves, "I dare not say that I am afraid that you will kill them impulsively, after all, you are also very good at computers."

"Don't worry, I'm very calm about matters involving you." Fu Yansheng patted him on the shoulder, "I've already taught Yuanyuan how to deal with it."

"Yuanyuan?"

"My sister." He said lightly.

Tang Qizhen was startled when he heard the words, and his tongue tied: "You, did you tell her my real identity?"

"You are my lover, and she is my sister. Even if we don't say it now, we will meet each other in the future." Fu Yansheng turned to him and cupped his face, "Did you know that Yuanyuan has always liked Teacher Tiantang very much?" , including me."

"When your first work was launched, Yuanyuan was still in a wheelchair because of the sequelae of her leg injury. I was also limited by the self-blame of not being able to protect her. I fought alone. Until that day, Yuanyuan suddenly stood up and said that she I met a very gentle painter's wife."

"When she was wearing the dress you designed and stumbling towards me against the light, at that moment..."

Fu Yansheng kept looking at him, his eyes gradually clouded with steam, he closed his eyes and hugged him into his arms: "Xiao Tang, do you know? You have magic, which can calm people down and inspire them."

The little guy in his arms trembled suddenly.

He only knew that bad words hurt people in June Han, but he never thought that a painting or a sentence he inadvertently could also encourage people to walk out of the siege of winter.In fact, his every move and emotional changes will affect the people around him.How sad should those who love and care about him be when he cries that what he draws is rubbish and he never wants to draw again?

He doesn't need everyone's approval and love, it's enough just to keep in front of him.

"I'm sorry," he threw himself into Fu Yansheng's arms hoarsely, "I made you worry about me."

Fu Yansheng didn't respond, but just hugged him silently for a while.

"In fact, it's not just painting. There is no simple path in the world." Fu Yansheng patted him on the back, "Where there are people, there will be circles and disputes. When you leave the ivory tower after graduation, you will still If you encounter more, it is better to take this opportunity to calm down as soon as possible."

"But why does she insist on having trouble with me?"

"Because of interests." Fu Yansheng gritted his back molars, his voice was very firm, "After your style gradually moved closer to hers, the two formed a competitive relationship, that's all."

Tang Qizhen was startled, and thought over this sentence several times before realizing that he had already stepped into the world of adults.

"The beginning of feeling tired is slowly touching the core of things." Fu Yansheng clasped his hand and patiently rubbed the soft/flesh of his palm, "I am also thinking about some things. I don’t know how much you can help if you talk about it.”

That's enough.Tang Qizhen responded to him silently in his heart, rubbing away the tears in his eyes, and only later realized that the hand that the senior was holding his was shaking.

"What's wrong with you?" He quickly bent down, trying to see the emotion in his eyes.

Fu Yansheng turned his head and said lightly, "It's okay."

Is it because of that memory just now?Those powerful words instantly passed through his mind like a sharp knife—in order to comfort himself, he really can do anything cruelly.

Tang Qizhen was speechless.

He found that he really couldn't do without Fu Yansheng, even if he was apart for a minute and a second, he felt like sitting on pins and needles.

"By the way, Yuanyuan has something to tell you." Sensing his worry, Fu Yansheng forcefully changed the subject, handed him his cell phone, and leaned against the wall.

Tang Qizhen lowered his head, only to see that Fu Xiyuan had edited a long blog post. First, he compared the strokes of the two handles to clear up the suspicion of drawing, and then compared and explained Minghe's concept when he designed this picture a year ago.In the end, he fought back with fire, biting her to death according to the logic of the so-called "plagiarism style".

She chose a black and white skirt designed by Ming Hehou and a black and red skirt designed by another gothic painter, and compared them in terms of style, composition, and pattern.The whole article is well-founded and logical, leaving no room for the other party.

As soon as this clarification came out, the wind of public opinion began to turn against him again.Tang Qizhen rummaged through the comment area, and found that several text messages had entered the phone at some point.

It was also from her.

[Mrs. Sugar, I didn't expect that we would meet in this way.Maybe when I first met, I should have thought that the only person who can make my brother open his heart, no matter how many dimensional walls are separated, is you.Painting is your profession, and it will become your profession in the future, so please keep painting happily.You are neither ordinary nor mediocre.In this noisy and impetuous society, maintaining a loving heart and illuminating others with kindness is a good existence.My brother will entrust it to you from now on, Xiao Tang, sister-in-law, come on! ! ]

She entrusted Fu Yansheng to herself...

Not ordinary, not mediocre.Obviously clumsy, but when you love someone, you can live up to it.

Tang Qizhen's heart skipped a beat.He felt that he had to be worthy of this responsibility, and there was something more important in front of him, a major event related to the entire life of the senior.

Taking a deep breath, he finally made up his mind: "Senior, how do you think about going abroad for exchange?"

"How do you know?" Fu Yansheng looked at him in surprise, and the two fell into silence again.