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"Are you really going?" Ke Xiangran asked awkwardly holding his drawing book.

After meeting at the agreed place in the afternoon, during the more than four minutes waiting for the bus, he had to ask this sentence every minute. This was the third time.

——For the first minute, he kept explaining to Wen Xi why the album he brought was not the one he brought last time, even though Wen Xi obviously didn't ask any questions.

"It's okay." Wen Xi repeated for the third time, "We're just going to have a look. If you don't like it, you can find another one."

At this time the levitating tram finally arrived, Ke Xiangran had no choice but to put away his worries, and followed Wen Xi into the car.

The destination is a little bit remote, and the navigation said that the punctual tram is the best choice.However, the route planning AI obviously didn't pay attention to the issue of comfort. As soon as Wen Xi got on the bus, he found that the entire compartment was full. Before the next stop, he and Ke Xiangran could only stand.

The pull ring of the compartment is designed more humanized, and can be adjusted in different lengths according to the height.Wen Xi turned her head to look at her and Ke Xiangran's hands which were clearly moving up and down.

Because of the way he raised his hands, Ke Xiangran's cuffs slid down a few centimeters, revealing a section of his white wrist with slightly blue blood vessels.Wen Xi's gaze could not be restrained and stopped for a while, then looked down at Ke Xiangran again.

Ke Xiangran, who is half a head shorter than him, is wearing a white sweater today. He seems to have a soft spot for this soft and simple style of clothing, and he has worn this type of private clothing for several holidays.

Ke Xiangran didn't notice the gaze from around him.He held the drawing book in front of his chest with one hand, stretched the other hand over his head and clenched the ring tightly, his eyes were staring out the window absentmindedly, as if he was still very nervous.

"Ran Ran." Wen Xi finally couldn't help calling out his name in a low voice when Ke slapped Ran Ran's eyelashes for the third time, and changed his other hand to reach for the pull ring.

"Huh?" Ke Xiangran raised his face, and switched his other hand in order to hear Wen Xi's words clearly.

Now there is no barrier between the two of them, Wen Xi watched Ke Xiangran raise a dull hair, the words that were meant to comfort him suddenly changed into:

"You are so cute today."

"..." Ke Xiangran silently opened his eyes wide.

"Ah, no..." Wen Xi came to his senses, and explained incoherently, "I didn't mean you're not cute...nor!" He suddenly remembered that Ke Xiangran didn't like others judging his appearance, so he took the following remedial measures becomes:

"I didn't mean you were cute!"

"..." The atmosphere became more awkward.

The two dodged and staggered their gazes, turning their faces away in opposite directions.The decision to change hands just now was obviously unwise, and the postures of both of them seemed a little stiff at this time.

Shouldn't he hate me?Ke Xiangran blushed.

Will he hate me more?Wen Xi was worried.

When they got off the bus, both of them were very absent. After walking silently for a few minutes following the navigation instructions, the destination finally appeared in front of them.

A studio without any store logo, only a small signboard at the door.

Ke Xiangran came back to his senses, and hugged his drawing book tightly with both hands.

Wen Xi was sure that although he was nervous, but there was no expression of resistance on his face, he just pushed open the half-covered door of the studio, and there was a burst of jingling bells.

Ke Xiangran followed into the room, looked up at the string of unique and small wind chimes behind the door, and a warm voice came from his ear:

"You are here."

Ke Xiangran was caught off guard, and looked at the person with tremors all over his body, then subconsciously blinked and looked away, only looking at him from the corner of his eye.

"Mr. Lin." Wen Xi nodded to the handsome male Beta, and turned to signal Ke Xiangran to come over.

"...Hello, Teacher Lin." Ke Xiangran bit the bullet and walked to Wen Xi's side, greeting him in a low voice.

"You don't need to be so cautious." After Teacher Lin finished speaking, he seemed to realize that this sentence didn't make much sense, so he invited Ke Xiangran to visit inside instead. "Let Xiao Lu take you to take a look." He casually stopped a passing student, and naturally extended his hand to Ke Xiangran, "Do you mind leaving your drawing book for me to look at?"

"..." Ke Xiangran looked at Wen Xi, and after getting a positive nod, he slowly handed it to the teacher with both hands, and then followed the enthusiastic student surnamed Lu, walking away step by step.

"He's too nervous." Watching Ke Xiangran disappear around the corner, Teacher Lin said with a smile, "It's not what I imagined."

"Ran Ran respects the teacher very much." Wen Xi said, "So I am especially afraid of getting bad reviews."

"—Understood, I will be merciful." Teacher Lin shook his head helplessly, "You are so persistent because you don't know anything about art... If it weren't for the friendship with your father, I would never open the door of the school of."

"Thank you, Teacher Lin." Wen Xi said concisely.

"...Now I don't have much to say." Teacher Lin pointedly said, and opened the first page of the picture book.

"This is the teacher's unfinished new work!" Xiao Lu introduced to Ke Xiangran all the way, ranging from the classrooms of the painting hall to the storage places of painting tools. After talking about it until he was dizzy, he suddenly opened a brand new Door.

"..." Looking at the picture scroll that was half the size of the wall in front of him, Ke Xiangran's agitation that had just arisen miraculously disappeared.

"It's amazing." Xiao Lu's voice seemed less noisy, "It's even more beautiful than the one donated to the Federal Collection."

Federal Collection... Ke Xiangran repeated the four famous words in his heart, and gasped.

The painting hall is not particularly big, and soon all the corners are seen.Xiao Lu continued to bring Ke Xiangran to the front hall, and then went about her own business.

Ke Xiangran started to get nervous again, stood at the corner and took several deep breaths before mustering up the courage to go out.

Wen Xi, who was talking to Teacher Lin, immediately noticed Ke Xiangran's arrival.

not afraid.Seeing Teacher Lin turning his head in his direction, Ke Xiangran secretly cheered himself up, and slowly walked in front of them.

"How do you feel?" Teacher Lin looked at Ke Xiangran with a smile, and after getting an affirmative answer, he smiled even more happily.

"Just like it." He said, "Then Ke Xiangran—would you like to be my No.9 student?"

"Eh?" Ke Xiangran raised his head unexpectedly.

"It's really unexpected." Mr. Lin handed him the album back, and he couldn't help sighing, "The writing is very clever, especially the color and light and shadow are very delicate, and it is completely impossible to tell that I just watched the learning video. novice."

"What's more important is that one person can complete so many works without external support. Although I hate people who try to use painting to win things outside, I don't hate helping people who are dedicated to get the honor they deserve."

"Come to my studio. If you work hard enough, after four months, you will have the opportunity to sprint to the Federal Academy of Art."

Until getting off the return tram, Ke Xiangran's expression was still very dazed.

"Wen Xi." He stopped suddenly, stood in the halo under the street lamp, looked at his elongated shadow, and asked uncertainly, "I was praised just now, right?"

Wen Xi stopped in front of him, turned to face him, and replied with a smile: "Yes."

"..." Ke Xiangran tilted his head, and continued to ask in puzzlement, "That great painter at the federal level invited me to be his student?"

"Yes."

Ke Xiangran was silent for a while, and suddenly he was very nervous: "Then did I agree?"

"You stayed - but I agreed for you." Wen Xiyu told him calmly, "You are one of Mr. Lin's only nine students, Ran Ran."

"Wow..." Ke Xiangran sighed softly, showing his first smile today.

After only a few seconds, that dreamy smile disappeared, Ke Xiangran slowly lowered his eyes, and let out a sob uncontrollably.

The tension, worry, and fear of the afternoon were mixed with the joy of being recognized for the first time, and belatedly came to his mind. The strong emotions hit him like a ferocious tide, submerging his self-proclaimed indestructible defense line.

Ke Xiangran was trembling all over, and big tears burst out of his eyes almost instantly.

Very good.He couldn't stop crying, and whimpered from his throat, which was not only joy but also distress, his internal organs seemed to be twisted together, because he was afraid that his feet would be so weak that he could hardly stand up.

"Ran Ran..." Wen Xi's eyes were slightly hot, he took a step closer, reached out and gently patted Ke Xiangran's head.

The temperature at the top of the hair is too warm, making the rest of the body appear to be lacking in heat.Ke Xiangran wiped away the tears on his face with his sleeve, couldn't help sobbing and took a step forward, stretched out his hand and slowly wrapped his arms around Wen Xi's waist...then buried himself in his arms.

"Generally speaking, most beginners will do copying and imitation." A few hours ago, after reading all of Ke Xiangran's paintings, Teacher Lin once asked such a question, "But I don't know why, this classmate Ke Xiangran Clearly has a preferred style of its own."

"It's strange, his topic selection and color use have a very gentle and sour feeling...why is this?"

"..." Wen Xi looked at those beautiful and lonely paintings, and responded in a low voice like a lump in his throat:

"Because of the cruelty and tenderness of this world, he has experienced it deeply."

Wen Xi hugged the trembling body tightly in her arms, and rubbed her chin gently on top of his head, intending to give him more sense of security.

The sweetness of lychee is mixed with slightly salty, lingering in this slightly cool corner of early spring.

The unspeakable emotions rose again in Wen Xi's chest. They were like warm and lingering water vapor, which would soon disappear into the boundless starry night; What is going to rush out.

This complex emotion of emptiness and fullness makes people look forward to and fear, enjoy and feel uneasy, want to smile and cry.

Wen Xi has felt their existence countless times before, but he has never realized so clearly like this moment that although they are his emotions, they are not controlled by him. They are affected and affected by every move of the person in his arms. Bonding...every trace of happiness and sorrow represents his love.

The author says:

Burning observation suggests that in Chapter [-], before Wenxi came, he "had a good time alone".

As for why I didn’t think about trying this aspect before, I have already laid the groundwork for it. I learned optical language for a long time when I was a child. It has been very hard to lay the foundation, let alone "develop interest".

In addition, I don't know anything about painting, so please don't take it seriously.