The male supporting role he pretends to be fierce [Transmigration Book]

The signal is not good and there is no internet, and even chatting is difficult. Ten sentences were sent, and eight of them were preceded by a red exclamation mark, indicating that the sending failed.

The electricity never came, and Jiang Yi was worried that the electricity would be cut off until they finished the game. He thought that he could not play with his mobile phone during the day, and the phone would not run out of power so quickly, so he didn't bring a power bank. He didn't expect such a power outage to happen. He didn't dare to use the electricity too much. After several attempts, the signal was still not good, so he threw the phone away and went to sleep.

The next morning, when there was no call, Jiang Yi got up and went to the cafeteria to fill up a bowl of porridge, ate a different side dish from yesterday, and then rushed to the classroom.

This time, more than 200 examinees were divided into five classrooms, with 50 people in each classroom, and began to draw the given concept.Only when Jiang Yi came to the place where all the heroes gathered, Jiang Yi realized that his previous vision was narrow. The art candidates in the whole province were not limited to Chunguang Middle School, nor were they limited to such a small studio with twenty or so people. There were also more powerful opponents. Only Liao Miqing is alone, and there are many people who are more powerful than Liao Miqing. Of the more than 200 people here, at least half of the paintings have their own characteristics and have their own style of painting, which Jiang Yi has always lacked. .

Jiang Yi has been copying since he learned to paint, how to resemble the original painting, so that he got used to copying in the end and forgot to develop his own style of painting.After arriving in this world, I slowly started to draw my own paintings, and I also learned to draw some original works and comics on Weibo, but because I don’t have my own style of painting, the things I draw are all imitating the things I have drawn before. It is difficult to find the feeling of belonging.

Jiang Yi suddenly understood why some students chose to try the competition even though they knew that they would not get a place in the competition. During the training camp, it has been improved, so that after the training camp, a certain aspect can be trained and improved in a targeted manner.

Although the competition requires strength, luck also accounts for a large part. There is no shortage of strong people here. Sometimes, no matter how good the painting is, the teacher may not like it. On the contrary, some slightly flawed paintings will be scored once they are scored. In the heart of the teacher, it is easy to get high marks.

I heard that in this training camp, a teacher will participate in the scoring of the competition, and the students who come to participate work harder, so there is such a phenomenon in the studio: students keep raising their hands, asking the teacher to evaluate and modify their own Painting, in order to impress the teacher.What's more, they are courteous after class, serve tea and water to the teacher, and increase their favorability.

Jiang Yi felt that the teacher was like whack-a-mole, who raised his hand to go wherever he went, and never stopped for a day. After class, he still had to think about drinking the water brought by that classmate. It was really hard work.

At this moment, Jiang Yi was drawing, when the person sitting next to him suddenly raised his hand high, and after a while, the teacher walked over with tired steps.

The classmate looked at the teacher expectantly: "Teacher, how are you doing now?"

The teacher saw that this student seemed to be raising his hand for the sixth time today, and asked him to come over to see if he changed it a little bit. In fact, the problem is quite big, and the familiarity is mixed, but it is reversed.When he saw this painting for the sixth time, he couldn't help but frown: "It needs to be changed, it's still the problem just now."

The light of hope in the students' eyes was extinguished, and he was a little frustrated. He wiped away the places where countless traces had been wiped out, and started to arrange the lines at a little bit to the side.

The teacher felt a little helpless when he saw what the student had revised, and sighed secretly, then turned around and suddenly saw the painting next to him.

That painting looks refreshing and eye-catching, and it's not too complicated or too simple, but it just hits the topic of today's practice.

In the teacher's impression, the classmate who drew this picture didn't seem to have raised his hand to call him. He moved his eyes to the upper left corner of the drawing board and saw a simple name tag - "Jiang Yi" pasted there.

The teacher nodded slightly approvingly: Yes, I finally saw a painting that was neither arrogant nor impatient, and the painting was not bad.

Jiang Yi also drank porridge at noon, and after several consecutive meals, his mouth was bland and tasteless. He didn't want to go to the cafeteria for dinner, and went back to his room directly.

The room had already received a call. Jiang Yi walked in the corridor and heard ghosts crying and howling from the rooms on both sides: "Fuck, finally, my phone ran out of battery last night, I'm too distressed."

"The rain last night made me lose my signal, and you can still play games?"

"Stay up late reading novels."

"I don't read novels. I couldn't read the one I followed yesterday after it was updated. If it rains like this again today, I'm going to smash the store."

"Don't be a fucking crow," came a voice from an unknown room, "I heard it raining outside again!"

"Fuck!"

Jiang Yi also heard the sound of rain outside, which was quite loud.He thought of the video call that he hung up in the middle of the call last night, and his mood fell instantly, and he walked to his room with a sullen face.

He repeated in his mind the words "this is a game, and it is necessary to temporarily separate", but he couldn't be happy at all.

After connecting to the mobile phone with a little signal, I saw more than a dozen "missing you" messages on the screen, silently typed in the words "I miss you too", and sent them.

There was another red exclamation point, Jiang Yi spat, then turned off the phone as if venting his anger, and stuffed it back into his pocket.

After two seconds, I took out my phone again, pressed the red exclamation mark and clicked to resend.

Another failure.

Jiang Yi was a little annoyed, and then he heard someone asking him, "Is the signal that bad?"

Jiang Yi nodded, and replied complainingly: "It's more than bad, it's too fucking rubbish."

"Then stop it."

"Tsk." Jiang Yi was already irritated, but he was even more annoyed when he heard that someone was giving him advice for no reason, and he didn't even hear that there was something wrong with the person advising him.

Jiang Yi felt that the person next to him was very close to him, his face was almost on his phone, and he could see everything in the chat box between him and Shao Yang.

He raised his head irritablely, bumped into a pair of deep eyes, and was stunned. After a while, he came back to his senses, only to realize that he had reached the door at some point, and the person standing in front of him was especially familiar, just the nose and eyes. He was still thinking about this naughty expression half a minute ago, but now that it suddenly appeared in front of him, he was stunned for a while, feeling that everything was unreal, and said in a low voice, "Shao Yang... why are you here?"

Shao Yang smiled and rolled his eyes: "Come and see my little boyfriend."

Jiang Yi's face became hot, and he hurriedly glanced around.

Because his room is at the end of the corridor, very remote, and the noisiest corridor has already passed by, and there is no one in this corridor at the moment, so naturally no one heard what Shao Yang said just now.

Jiang Yi quietly breathed a sigh of relief, took out the room card from his pocket and opened the door, and dragged Shao Yang in together, before closing the door if there was anything to do.

Shao Yang let him drag him into the room, saw Jiang Yi shut the door and locked it, suddenly smiled and said: "Are you leading a wolf into the room?"

Jiang Yi was taken aback, then went to look at Shao Yang again, and saw Shao Yang suddenly leaned over, his face moved closer, the tip of his nose almost touched Jiang Yi's, and a strange stream of light flashed in those already deep eyes , as if he was enduring some panic-stricken emotions, but he didn't hide them very well, deliberately showing some lies for Jiang Yi to understand.

Jiang Yi's heart was beating extremely fast, and just as he was about to take a few steps back to leave Shao Yang, his waist was suddenly embraced by Shao Yang, and his whole body was wrapped into Shao Yang's arms, and then something seemed to stick to his lips. , soft and soft, first brushed lightly outside his lips, and then pressed back immediately after leaving a little bit, this time with force, pried open the gap between Jiang Yi's lips and teeth, and stuffed a hot, slippery thing into Jiang Yi's mouth In Yi's mouth, he wanted to attack the city and seize the territory in it.

The two have kissed more than once since they were together, but this time the brief separation resulted in a more fiery lingering relationship. For a while, neither of them was willing to let the other go first, and they were entangled and inseparable.

After a long time, Shao Yang suppressed the reluctance in his heart and gave it away. Seeing Jiang Yi panting, his cheeks flushed, his throat moved, he swallowed, and said in a hoarse voice: "I miss you so much. "

Jiang Yi felt that his face must be flushed, and he was glad that it was raining now, the sky outside was gloomy, and the light inside was not good, so Shao Yang might not be able to see his expression.

Jiang Yi bit his lip lightly, feeling a tingling pain from his lips, thinking that his lips were probably swollen, and hoped that they weren't too swollen.

Soon the person in front of him moved and leaned closer to him, and then when he got short, Shao Yang knocked his head on Jiang Yi's shoulder: "I really miss you."

When Shao Yang said this in a deep voice, there was a bit of grievance, but also a bit of acting like a baby.

Jiang Yi obediently raised his head, put his chin on Shao Yang's shoulder, hugged Shao Yang back, and said softly, "I miss you too."