Jiang Yi's breath was stagnant, and after a while he said softly: "Qi Mengru told you everything?"

Shao Yang nodded, and when he unscrewed the lid of the ointment, Jiang Yi flinched and said with a smile, "Are you afraid of pain?"

Jiang Yi swallowed and shook his head.

He is not afraid of pain, he is afraid of spicy, the ointment on the back is cool at first, but then it is hot like burning, after a while, the area will itch again, scratching is not scratching or not, it is very uncomfortable, Moreover, he was injured and only his right hand can be used. The range that his right hand can reach is too small, and the application is always uneven, so he doesn't like to apply medicine.

Jiang Yi said in a muffled voice, "I'm getting better soon..."

Shao Yang squinted his eyes, climbed up another section, knelt on one leg and sat half-sitting on the bed, leaning his upper body over to look down at Jiang Yi.

Jiang Yi half lowered his head. He was still wearing a school uniform and a coat. He was covered by a quilt. Only one face was exposed. A small section of his hair had already grown out, and there were two short clumps on his forehead. With short bangs, her mouth is slightly pursed, as if she is thinking about something.

From Shao Yang's perspective, the little bangs blocked Jiang Yi's eyes, and he could only see a small spiral vortex above Jiang Yi's head, turning in a clockwise direction.

Jiang Yi was squeezed into the small space between his body and the wall by Shao Yang. He stiffened his body and did not dare to breathe too loudly: "Go down."

Shao Yang bent down and said half-threateningly, "You paint it yourself, or I'll paint it for you." He had already stretched out his hand, as if he wanted to pick off Jiang Yi's clothes.

Jiang Yi slapped Shao Yang's hand away suddenly, wanted to scold, but raised his eyes to meet Shao Yang's deep eyes, thinking that he was injured, and he would definitely not be able to beat Shao Yang in a fight, so he simply admitted: "I will do it myself."

After Jiang Yi took the medicine, he saw that Shao Yang was still kneeling on the bed and staring at him. In the dark night, Shao Yang's eyes were bright and his heart was trembling, and he said, "Go down."

Shao Yang raised his eyebrows and climbed down from the bed.

Shao Yang wandered to the door, turned on the light but did not leave the dormitory.

Jiang Yi glanced at Shao Yang vigilantly. Seeing that Shao Yang was not looking at him, he was inexplicably relieved. Then he felt that he was too hypocritical. Everyone is a man. Why should he care about Shao Yang's gaze? It's the same as having a bad heart.

Thinking of this, Jiang Yi lifted the quilt, took off his coat and left half of his clothes, squeezed some ointment and applied it to the wound. The ointment was cold, and he shivered when it touched the skin.He applied it very roughly, a large lump of plaster was randomly applied on a small area, and it was not evenly applied, and the areas that could not be reached were simply ignored, as a perfunctory task.

The place where the medicine was applied was cool and cool. After waiting for 2 minutes, it started to feel hot, as if burning with fire. On the contrary, the place where the medicine was not applied was itchy like insects crawling. It was very hot and itchy, which was very uncomfortable.

Jiang Yi couldn't help but want to scratch, and when the tip of his fingernails touched that piece of skin, there was a tingling pain.

He withdrew his hand, fingernails kept scratching the palm of his hand, very impatient, couldn't help swearing.

Just after scolding, the bed shook, and Shao Yang climbed up again.

This time Shao Yang sat on the edge of the bed without any hesitation, and casually complained: "The upper bunk is really inconvenient."

Jiang Yi was naked on half of his upper body, and he pulled down the hem of his clothes without any trace, blocking some exposed places: "What are you doing here?"

"Seeing that you can't reach it, I will help you apply the medicine." Shao Yang said.

Jiang Yi immediately refused: "No, I have already painted it."

Shao Yang: "I see that you probably haven't even painted it evenly."

Jiang Yi: "I want you to take care of it, don't stay in our dormitory, go back to your own dormitory."

Shao Yang: "Tsk, they haven't finished their evening self-study, and I'm bored in the dormitory, so I'll help you apply the medicine."

Jiang Yi said: "No need."

Shao Yang said: "Or if I call Qi Mengru, if she hears that you haven't applied the medicine properly—"

"Shut up," Jiang Yi said, one head and two big. If Qi Mengru finds out that he didn't apply the medicine properly, Qi Mengru will definitely make a fuss with him. It will be even more troublesome then, so he just throws the ointment to Shao Yang and turns around halfway. The left half of the body was exposed, "Hurry up."

The moment Shao Yang saw Jiang Yi's wound, his face was covered with haze, and his eyes gradually showed a sense of murder, no matter how much he blamed himself and heartache.

Jiang Yi's wound did not see blood, but it was covered with black and purple spots of blood. The edge of the wound was blue and black, very dark, and a large patch. It looked particularly abrupt and ugly on Jiang Yi's Bai Zhan's back. pain.

Although this kind of wound didn't bleed and didn't hurt the internal organs, it could be regarded as a particularly serious wound among flesh and blood wounds.However, according to Qi Mengru, Jiang Yi only lay in the hospital for a few hours and hung up a few bottles of IV before coming out. He didn't take his body seriously.

Shao Yang hated himself for not being with Jiang Yi at that time, otherwise those beasts would never have hurt Jiang Yi.Jiang Yi was beaten to conceal where he was, and it was his fault.

Shao Yang's fingers hung in the air for a long time, drawing along the edge of the wound in the air

Dao arc, and did not touch it for a long time.

Jiang Yi waited impatiently: "Hurry up."

Shao Yang just squeezed some ointment and began to rub it on.

The place where Jiang Yi was injured was slightly swollen, and the bruise under the skin felt a little hard to the touch, and there were many small blood bumps, which were not smooth.

Shao Yang first applied the place that Jiang Yi couldn't reach, and then squeezed some ointment again to apply the medicine to the place that Jiang Yi had already applied.

Shao Yang's fingertips were very hot, coupled with the burning sensation of the medicine, the process of applying the medicine to him seemed to ignite the skin of his wound inch by inch.

The amazing thing was that Jiang Yi felt that although the skin was getting hot, it wasn't as hot as before. On the contrary, the itching wasn't particularly obvious under Shao Yang's massage.

Jiang Yi always felt that the atmosphere between him and Shao Yang was a bit strange, he didn't dare to look back at Shao Yang, but the frequent heartbeat revealed his inner panic.

He stared at the snow-white wall opposite him. Under the pale light, his eyes were dazzled, and he saw many snowflake marks on the snow-white wall. He was dazed thinking about what he heard on the way back to the dormitory from the classroom. The sound of footsteps following him was indeed Shao Yang's.

The process of applying the medicine was not slow, and Shao Yang was also very meticulous. He helped Jiang Yi put on the left half of his clothes after applying the medicine.

There was still a little numbness left over from Shao Yang's caress on Jiang Yi's back, and he said with a stiff face, "It's all over?"

Shao Yang screwed on the lid of the ointment: "Well, it's done."

"Oh," Jiang Yi said coolly, "then you go back."

Shao Yang was quite helpless, and thought: This little boy threw him away after using him without conscience. If it wasn't because he was injured, he must be educated.

Shao Yang was thinking about one thing, on the surface he hid these emotions tightly, and followed Jiang Yi's words: "Okay, then you have a good rest." Then he climbed out of bed.

The evening self-study over there was over, and the students returned to the dormitory one after another, and the downstairs of the dormitory was also noisy, and many students who walked fast were already climbing the stairs.

Shao Yang left Jiang Yi's dormitory after saying "Remember to take the medicine, Qi Mengru said he would call every day to ask questions".

Jiang Yi sat on the bed, emptied himself for a long time, his mind kept showing the picture of Shao Yang giving him the medicine like a projector, it was obviously a very common thing, but he couldn't help thinking about it, he always felt that there was something wrong .

In his previous life, he was often injured, and his sister in the nightclub gave him medicine, but he never felt such a strange feeling.

He couldn't figure it out, and finally felt that it might be because Shao Yang was the male lead, and he hadn't completely let go of his guard against Shao Yang when he knew that he was the male supporting role, so it would become like this.

For things like helping to dispense medicine, it is the interaction between the male lead and the female lead that creates intimacy. He can only understand it as Shao Yang's kindness.

No, things like this should happen less often, and better medicine should be given in advance next time.

Shao Yang ran into Marco Po at the stairs.

Marco Po seemed surprised to see Shao Yang coming from the direction of their dormitory: "Hey——"

Shao Yang ignored him and walked over.

When Shao Yang passed by Marco Po, Marco Po seemed to see that Shao Yang's face was pink, which was abnormal.He thought he might be wrong.

Marco Po scratched his head, and when he returned to the dormitory, he saw Jiang Yi sitting on the bed in a daze.He went around to the end of the bed to look, and saw Jiang Yi staring blankly ahead, his eyes frightened.

Marco Po said cautiously: "Brother Jiang, what are you looking at?"

Jiang Yi turned his head slowly, his eyes were out of focus, and it took him a long time to slowly focus on Marco Po: "Huh?"

Marco Po: "What is Shao Yang looking for?"

Jiang Yi shook his head: "It's nothing, I'm asleep." After speaking, he lay down.

Marcopo could vaguely see that Jiang Yi's face was also pink, really pink, he read it right.

After the role of the stage play was confirmed, the rehearsal was in full swing, and the physical activity class and the rest period before the evening self-study were all rehearsed.

Shao Yang and Liang Bo are the male and female protagonists of the stage play, and the rehearsal always requires the two of them to be present. Although Shao Yang finds it troublesome, he will still go.

Marco Po played the role of a passer-by with lines in the stage play. He was very active in every rehearsal, and sometimes he would pull Jiang Yi: "Brother Jiang, let's go to the rehearsal."

Jiang Yi: "I'm a guard with no lines, what can I do to rehearse?"

"Practice walking, let's go, everyone has gone, what's the point of doing the topic here." Ma Kebo used the excuse of practicing walking to drag Jiang Yi to go with him every time.

Jiang Yi was very puzzled. Marcopo had always acted like he didn't want to study, so why did he still take the second grade.

Suddenly, the number one in the grade is still a person who falls asleep as soon as class begins. This may be a natural gap in IQ, so there is nothing strange about it.

Marcopo lingered there for a while, Jiang Yi was so tortured that he had no choice but to say: "My service group also has arrangements."

A few days ago, the service group was not assigned any characters, and they said that they would go to the equipment room first to see if they could borrow props from the equipment room, so that it would not be so troublesome, so Jiang Yi had nothing to do these days, and he was happy to relax .

But today, Liang Bo suddenly informed the students in the service group to start preparing for the work, saying that they would gather together to assign a task during the physical activity class.

Marcopo curled his lips: "I heard that Liang Bo borrowed a multimedia classroom, and the rehearsal and costume group have all gone."

Then I heard Xia Xiaolu also come over and say: "Yes, Liang Bo just informed the service team to come and make props to match their performance."

Jiang Yi had no choice but to go to the multimedia classroom.

The desks in the multimedia classroom were all moved to the back of the classroom and lined up side by side, leaving a large space for the rehearsal students.

More than a dozen students from the Fuhua group were at the back of the classroom, fiddling with a few oversized pieces of cardboard and paintbrushes. After fiddling for a long time, they couldn't get started. At this time, seeing Jiang Yi coming in seemed to see a savior: "Jiang Yi, you Come on, what they say is too difficult to draw, we can't draw it at all."

Jiang Yi walked over: "What?"

"Didn't the scenes in the performance take place in the palace, the princess's room, and the forest? Liang Bo asked us to draw those background panels. We are all scumbags, and we couldn't figure out how to draw them. It was too difficult."

Jiang Yi: "Can't you find a few pictures and print them out?"

"We thought about it, but it's not enough to enlarge the pixels, and it needs to be customized for such a large image, and the price is quite high."

The large sheets of cardboard were roughly two by three meters in size, and it took a lot of effort to draw them.

Jiang Yi called Liang Bo over and asked, "Do you have to draw the background pictures of the scenes by hand?"

Liang Bo: "It is more sincere to paint by hand, and it is said that it can add points."

Jiang Yi was silent, and said: "It is very laborious to draw on such a large piece of paper, and it will take a long time."

Liang Bo said: "It's okay, we believe in you, so many people in the service team can take orders, there is no need to draw in special detail, as long as it looks more similar from the audience stand."

The dozen or so people in the service group all nodded in agreement.

"Jiang Yi, we don't know how to draw, so we just listen to you, and we can do whatever you want us to do."

"You can draw so well on blackboard newspapers, we believe in you."

Jiang Yi likes to draw, but he always draws on ordinary drawing paper or canvas, and has never painted such a large-scale painting.Furthermore, even if the background image needs to be drawn in detail, there are many elements in the middle.

The background board of the forest is okay, just draw more trees, but the two scenes in the palace and the princess room are very troublesome just to think about, the color tone is bright, and the decorations need to be painted more, which is not easy to draw.

Jiang Yi originally wanted to refuse, but Liang Bo found a lot of reasons to persuade him, Jiang Yi was so read that his head hurt, he had no choice but to agree.

Jiang Yi decided to hand over the background board of the forest, which is easier to draw, to other students in the Fuhua group. After they finished drawing, he would process the colors and details, and he first drew the line drawings of the remaining two background boards. After finishing, hand it over to other students to outline and color, and then process the details in general.

This way of distribution can not only arrange things for other students to do, but also save him a little effort.

Jiang Yi's assignment was approved by all the students in the service group.

A few students dragged a piece of cardboard to the side to draw the forest background board, and the rest stayed behind to help Jiang Yi.

Jiang Yi dragged a piece of cardboard out, and was going to finish drawing the line draft of the indoor scene, which was relatively easy to draw, and give it to others to draw the line. He took the picture that Liang Bo had found in advance and looked at it, and he probably had a good idea. , and began to draw.

The rehearsal students played their roles with great voice and emotion, and the sound was continuously transmitted to the back of the classroom, but it did not affect the students in the service group at all.

The students in the service group have their own affairs and have no time to care about others.

The injury on Jiang Yi's shoulder and back is still not healed. After the day Shao Yang helped him apply the medicine, he remembered to apply the medicine to himself every day. A few minutes of discomfort, followed by a bit of comfort.Now the injury has healed a lot, at least the left arm can move a little bit, but the left hand can only be lifted in a small arc, and the process of lifting it is still a bit difficult.

Jiang Yi has been paying attention to avoiding his left arm being touched these days. When he was drawing, he simply let his left hand hang naturally by his side, and drew with one hand on the cardboard with one hand. The book is on top to keep the paper from sliding.

Now that he has decided that he doesn't need to draw in such detail, Jiang Yi's drawings this time are very simple. It is easier for other students to draw lines and color.The princess room is actually not difficult, the trouble is that there are more furniture.Moreover, when drawing on cardboard, you have to draw in a large direction without objects, and the traces of rubbing may be left on the paper, which will not look very beautiful at that time. You must be careful when drawing and reduce wiping

Mark of.

Jiang Yi painted very seriously, and he didn't notice a person standing next to him when he was serious. He moved half a step to the side and bumped into that person.

Jiang Yi was taken aback, turned around and saw Xia Xiaolu standing next to him watching him draw, took two steps back, felt that something might be wrong, and took another step back.

Xia Xiaolu touched her face, thinking that she wasn't that scary, why did she make Jiang Yi back again and again.He also thought that Jiang Yi had been chasing her during the beginning of school, and avoided her like a snake during this time. Could it be that Jiang Yi felt disgusted because he spoke too harshly when he rejected Jiang Yi?

Xia Xiaolu had been refraining from asking before, but now she couldn't help asking: "Do you hate me?"

Jiang Yi: "I don't hate it, it's just that you stand there and block my drawing."

Xia Xiaolu was extremely embarrassed, and silently stepped aside: "You draw."

Jiang Yi: "Why don't you rehearse?"

Xia Xiaolu: "I only have two lines, just finish speaking, and I'm already rehearsing the next scene, it's none of my business."

Because Xia Xiaolu has no dancing skills, she took the initiative to give up the heroine role to Liang Bo, and she played the role of the princess's personal maid. There were only two lines in the scene in the princess room, and then she had no role.

When Jiang Yi knew that Xia Xiaolu only played such an insignificant supporting role, he thought it was strange that this should not be the role that a heroine of a novel should get. Liang Bo is the heroine.

Later, seeing Shao Yang's double-standard attitude towards Liang Bo except for the rehearsal time and his willingness to talk to Xia Xiaolu, he was convinced that he found the right heroine.

After all, Shao Yang personally admitted that he likes Xia Xiaolu last time, so there is nothing to doubt.

Jiang Yi waited for Xia Xiaolu to leave the table at a safe distance, then went back to continue drawing, while paying attention to keeping a distance of two meters from Xia Xiaolu.

Shao Yang was rehearsing right in front of the classroom, I don't know if it was an illusion, Jiang Yi always felt that Shao Yang's eyes were still glancing here during the rehearsal, probably looking at Xia Xiaolu.

He didn't want to get too close to Xia Xiaolu under Shao Yang's nose, he regretted his life.

But Jiang Yi was always fascinated as soon as he started painting, and unconsciously forgot that Xia Xiaolu was still standing behind him, so that Xia Xiaolu stood next to him to watch him draw again, but he didn't pay attention arrive.

Xia Xiaolu tilted her head to look at the cardboard. The original piece of ordinary cardboard has more and more curtains, floor lamps, bedside tables, floor lamps, a princess bed, and a cute Persian cat in Jiang Yi's pen. Several pieces of furniture It was all done in one go by Jiang Yi, there was basically no pause in the middle, and there were even fewer alterations.

After Jiang Yi finished drawing the general outlines of those objects, he began to simply draw the decorations and details on those objects. After finishing the painting, he focused on detailing the Persian cat he drew on a small rug in the corner.

In fact, he has selfish intentions in painting Persian cats, one is because he likes small animals, and the other is because he personally feels that such a noble status as a princess stays in Dugu's palace.There should always be an elegant and noble animal to accompany, so I chose to draw a Persian cat.

He first drew the facial features and hair of the Persian cat with a pencil, and then added a few whiskers on the left and right sides of the cat's face. A cute and smart Persian cat was born. After that, he wiped the kitten's body with his fingers. It is necessary to have some fine hair, so that the texture of the kitten's fur is not so refined, so that the cat can blend with the background and add a bit of mystery to it.

Xia Xiaolu watched Jiang Yi's series of movements clearly, and after seeing Jiang Yi's performance, he couldn't help but marvel: "Wow, Jiang Yi, your drawing is really good, I like both cats and cats." I like it, you are amazing!"

Jiang Yi basically never showed his painting skills in front of his friends in his previous life, so he didn't often hear people praise him for painting, but when he came here and drew a blackboard newspaper, people often praised him. He was not used to it, so he felt that A little embarrassed: "It's nothing, you can draw it a few times."

Xia Xiaolu: "Will you send me your hand or I will give you my brain."

Jiang Yi didn't understand, so he casually replied, "Neither of them."

"Push."

A moderate laugh came over, joyous and contemptuous, just in time to be caught by Xia Xiaolu, Xia Xiaolu suddenly raised her head.

The people in front of the classroom are still rehearsing, and they are rehearsing a scene in front of the palace. This plot focuses on the princess, and the role of the princess is relatively heavy.And Shao Yang, who played the role of the warrior, was leaning on the side wall of the classroom boredly because he was not required to play this time, fiddling with his prop sword, not looking at this side at all.

Xia Xiaolu herself wasn't sure if she had heard someone laugh just now, and felt that she might be hallucinating.

Xia Xiaolu looked here for a while, and called her to rehearse over there, and she was ready to go on stage again. Before leaving, she looked at Jiang Yi's painting and commented: "Why is he a straight man?"

Jiang Yi: ...

To be honest, he didn't understand the meaning of the straight man attribute, but he could understand the word "straight man".

Let's just think that Xia Xiaolu is praising him.

The author has something to say: I promise you that the two will become one

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