The days of being pampered by Xueba

"I forgot to buy a paintbrush when I bought you a book." Xie Yi showed a rare expression of annoyance, "It should be useless to draw a picture just by reading a book."

"Yes, drawing requires practice, and it's really useless to just look at theoretical knowledge." Yu Chen reached out and touched the pencil case that Xie Yi brought over, feeling a sense of relief.

He looked up at Xie Yi, and hurriedly explained: "I'm not saying that the books you bought are useless. Those books are very practical. I lost the knowledge of painting for a long time. After reading the books for a while, I feel like I picked them up again. son."

Xie Yi looked down at him with a smile on his lips.

"Then shall we start?" Xie Yi said.

"Okay, let's start, while my mother is still taking a nap..." Yu Chen took a step closer to the desk.

But Xie Yi didn't seem to be talking about painting this time, he stretched out his arm and grabbed Yu Chen's waist.

Yu Chen didn't pay attention, and was kissed again.

Xie Yi turned around, gently picked up Yu Chen and put it on the desk, lowered his head and kissed Yu Chen's lips delicately and tenderly.

Yu Chen put his arms around Xie Yi's neck, and was so kissed that his will was not firm, but his mind was still a little confused.

Shouldn't we start drawing?He thought it was the turn of the plot now...

After kissing for a while, Xie Yi stopped being in a hurry, and began to kiss Yu Chen's face one after another, starting from the forehead, kissing once, taking a look, and slowly kissing down.

Yu Chen's neck was flushed with a layer of red from the kiss, and he whispered: "I said that while my mother is still taking a nap, it's not because of this..."

"I know," Xie Yi smiled, and kissed the tip of his nose, "You're talking about painting."

"Then why..." Yu Chen continued to mutter in a low voice.

"I can't hold back." Xie Yi lowered his head and kissed his lips, his voice was low, "I want to kiss you when I see you."

The young couple got bored for a while, but fortunately they still remembered the business.

Xie Yi carried Yu Chen off the desk, and the two of them faced the messed up desk with a bit of unnaturalness on their faces.

After the desk was cleaned up again, Xie Yi took out a pencil and practiced drawing on white paper with Yu Chen.

After Yu Chen painted a watercolor, he glanced at Xie Yi curiously.

Although Xie Yi has no experience in painting, he is better than first-class in aesthetics, and has very high requirements for himself.

When Yu Chen glanced over, the apple painted by Xie Yi was quite decent.

But beside Xie Yi's hand lay a few crumpled drawing paper corpses, which is very intriguing.

"How is it?" Xie Yi turned his head to look at Yu Chen, and there was a hint of pleading for praise in his eyes.

Yu Chen pursed his lips and smiled, "It's pretty good."

"The shape is well grasped, and the shadow part is also well drawn." He commented a few words in a serious manner.

"However, how could you draw so well from the beginning? You really are a genius!" Yu Chen blinked.

Xie Yi felt a little embarrassed after being blown by Yu Chen Rainbow.

He sat for a while and couldn't even sit still, so he took the balls of paper over and flattened them out again.

"Actually, I have drawn several pictures, and the first few are quite ugly," Xie Yi said, "I am not a genius, especially in painting, I am far inferior to you."

Xie Yi clarified for himself in such a serious manner, in Yu Chen's eyes, he was really cute.

Yu Chen couldn't hold it back, propped the table and leaned over, and sucked Xie Yi's face.

But he had just finished kissing, and before he had time to say a few sweet words to Xie Yi, there was a sudden knock on the door of the study.

Yu Chen was so frightened that he quickly sat back on his chair.

Mom knocked on the door twice, and then pushed the study door open.

She was a little surprised to see Xie Yi in the study.

"Xie Yi is here?" Mom asked.

"Auntie." Xie Yi stood up and greeted her.

"Did Xie Yi come to study with Chenchen? Why are you working so hard? Isn't it winter vacation now?" Mom took two steps inside.

Yu Chen was a little nervous.

His desk was full of painting books, and the paintings he and Xie Yi practiced were also spread out on the table.

This may be a very common thing in the home of an ordinary student, but it cannot be easily seen by his parents.

It has been a long time since he drew in front of his mother.

When his elder brother had an accident the year before last, he was a little panicked, and seeing his mother was too sad, he wanted to draw a picture for his mother.

Later that picture was torn up by my mother.

His mother broke down and cried in front of him, and then locked his brushes and books in his brother's room.

From then on, Yu Chen never dared to paint at home blatantly.

When my mother saw the painting on the table, she took back the smile on her face.

Yu Chen didn't dare to look up at his mother's expression, and sat down at the table with his head buried.

"Auntie, I brought these books. I heard that Yu Chen had won an award for painting before, so I want him to teach me." Xie Yi explained from the side.

"Ah, that's it," my mother forced a smile, "Chenchen hasn't drawn for a long time, so I don't know if he's unfamiliar with it, and he hasn't even tried to teach others to draw..."

"He's a good teacher." Xie Yi turned to look at Yu Chen, "He's very talented in painting, so he won't lose it so easily."

Yu Chen glanced at Xie Yi, bit his lower lip, and stood up.

He said to his mother: "I haven't painted for a long time, and I want to take this opportunity to pick up my hobby of painting. It has nothing to do with Xie Yi, it's me who wants to paint."

He asked in a low voice, "Mom, are you not angry?"

Yu Chen raised his eyes, his eyes were cautious, and his fingers clenched the edge of the table because of nervousness.

My mother looked at him for a long time, seemed to sigh, and said: "If you want to draw, you can draw. Mom will not be angry."

Mom hurried out of the study and forgot to close the door.

Xie Yi walked over and closed the door. When he turned his head, he saw Yu Chen laying on the desk, looking sadly at the drawing paper on the desk.

Xie Yi just said that he is very talented in painting.

In fact, when he was still young, someone told him that he was born to draw.

It was a Chinese painting teacher who taught him and his brother at the same time.

He was a bit overwhelmed to receive this praise before his brother.

At first he learned painting because he was a companion for his brother, but later he really fell in love with painting.

Later, he had his own branch of hobbies and developed a strong interest in comics.

Although my mother said that she was not angry, she was obviously uncomfortable just now.

Yu Chen didn't know why one of his hobbies made his mother so sad.

Even if it is related to my brother, is his existence really not important at all?

Yu Chen felt that he couldn't hide his unhappiness anymore, so he turned his head away and covered his face with his arms.

Xie Yi has not spoken.

When Chen finally regained his mood and raised his head again, he turned his head and kissed Yu Chen on the forehead.

"Do you still want to draw? If you want, I will accompany you," Xie Yi said, "If you don't, I will accompany you to do other things."

"Painting," Yu Chen rubbed his nose, smiled and said, "Of course we have to paint, let's continue."

Mom waited until it was time to eat and knocked on the door again, but she didn't enter the study, turned around and left.

Yu Chen hurried out and went into the kitchen to help his mother serve the dishes.

Mom looked normal and was calm when she spoke to them.

Yu Chen breathed a sigh of relief, feeling that the minefield of Huahua has already been passed today, so don't bring it up again.

But he made the decision, but forgot to confess to Xie Yi, and Xie Yi lost his eyes on a rare occasion, and rarely took the initiative to bring up this topic with his mother.

"Auntie, I heard that because Yu Chen won an award in the national competition, he was given extra points for drawing in the senior high school entrance examination——"

When Xie Yi said these words, Yu Chen's chopsticks fell on the table.

But Xie Yi reached under the table and shook Yu Chen's hand, then said: "He is so talented, don't uncles and aunts plan to continue training him?"

His expression was calm, and his eyes were fixed on Yu Chen's mother's face.

Yu Chen's mother paused with her fingers scooping up the soup, glanced at Xie Yi quickly, and said softly, "Now that he is a high school student, studies are more important."

"Don't worry about studying. It's not a problem for Yu Chen to graduate now, and it's not a problem to pass the cultural class. If Yu Chen wants to take the art test in the third year of high school, he should prepare now." Xie Yi said.

"Art exam?" Mom looked at Xie Yi blankly.

Yu Chen quickly reached out to pull Xie Yi's clothes under the dining table, but Xie Yi stretched out his hand to hold him down.

"Which university Yu Chen will study in the future, haven't uncles and aunts considered it?" Xie Yi asked.

Mom frowned, apparently a little displeased with Xie Yi's question.

"Enrolling in college is a very important matter. We want to respect Chenchen's opinion. He didn't consider it that far." Mom said.

"It's not far away, it's the second semester of the second year of high school." Xie Yi said.

There was no smile on Xie Yi's face, and the conversation between the two suddenly felt like a sword was on the verge of breaking out.

Yu Chen was extremely nervous, and really wanted to cover Xie Yi's mouth and take Xie Yi away.

Otherwise, if the two really quarreled, who would he help...

Although he knew that Xie Yi was thinking of him, every word he said was helping him.

But is now really a good time to say this?

Yu Chen always felt that he could wait a little longer.

Mom just accepted that he was picking up his paintbrush again...and it was no easy task for Mom.

"Of course we hope that Chenchen can enter an ordinary university. It doesn't need to be a very good university. It's just a little closer to home, so that he won't be under so much pressure." Mom looked at Xie Yi and said lightly. explain.

This is the expectation of his parents for him to enter the university, and it can be said that he has no expectations at all.

Yu Chen was taken aback.

This is the first time he has learned about his parents' thinking in this regard, and he is inevitably a little disappointed.

Xie Yi nodded, and stopped arguing with his mother.

"I see," he said.

Yu Chen felt that Xie Yi was a little angry.

Although Xie Yi didn't show it at all.

When they returned to the study room to continue drawing, Xie Yi was still seriously writing the pictures on the paper without any emotional expression.

But Yu Chen still felt that Xie Yi was angry.

He was a little flustered, thinking that Xie Yi's anger might be because of himself.

Xie Yi helped him fight with his mother for the chance to be admitted to the Academy of Fine Arts, but he kept silent from the beginning to the end, and he didn't have the courage to express his position.

Xie Yi should be disappointed in him too...

"Actually, I didn't think that far," Yu Chen said in a low voice, "I told you about the admission to the Academy of Fine Arts, but I didn't think about it very clearly myself, and I didn't know how to get into the Academy of Fine Arts in advance."

"So you told your mother about this today, I think it's too early..." Yu Chen said, "I'm sorry, you helped me so much, but I didn't try my best to fight for it."

Yu Chen lowered his head, sincerely felt that he was wrong, and sincerely accepted any criticism from Xie Yi.

Xie Yi looked up at him with a puzzled expression: "Why are you apologizing? You have nothing wrong with this matter."

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