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In order to take into account the learning tasks of both the school and the painting hall at the same time, Wen Xi helped Ke Xiangran readjust his daily schedule.

Fortunately, there is no curfew anymore, so Ke Xiangran found a reason to delay going home by an hour in the evening to gain more practice time.

Ke Xiangran's astonishing patience has been brought into play to the greatest extent. The same still life can be drawn tirelessly until the teacher nods, and the basic skills such as line drawing and light and shade have improved rapidly.

The more obvious change is that, probably because he has found a psychological sustenance, Ke Xiangran will not easily show a distressed expression even when facing mathematics, which he hates the most.

With the right opportunity, enough courage, and absolute luck, everything went as Wen Xi wished, and finally came to Ke Xiangran's side.

"Ms. Lin is so elegant." Ke Xiangran sat on the sofa in the lobby of the painting hall, drank the last sip of juice, and sighed endlessly.

Because they have to make full use of the three hours after school, they have not gone out to eat for a long time, but ordered takeaway on time.

Wen Xi nodded, agreeing with this statement, and then looked up at the time.There is only 1 minute left before class starts.

"You think so too! There's no way—" For some reason, Ke Xiangran seemed a little proud, "Because we artists are all very elegant!"

"..." Wen Xi's eyes drifted to the bottom of the table, and he reminded implicitly: "But Ran Ran, you just shook your legs."

Ke Xiang's smile froze at the corner of his mouth, and he adjusted his sitting posture awkwardly: "...This is just a body movement to express pride."

Wen Xi nodded understandingly. At the same time, Teacher Lin's voice came from their ears: "Cough... Ke Xiangran, I'll wait for you in classroom three."

"……OK."

Ke Xiangran watched the teacher's back leave, and suddenly reached out and hugged his head.

"It's over! He must have heard it!" he wailed. "He knows I just shook my leg!"

"Not necessarily..." Seeing him like this, Wen Xi asked nervously, "May I ask for you?"

"Ah!!!" Ke Xiangran covered his face in pain, "Are you a devil—"

For the first time in a month, Ke Xiangran stepped into the studio with a depressed expression.

Wen Xi followed the past worriedly for a while, and felt relieved when he saw that he had regained his vitality after sitting down in front of the drawing board.

In order to match Ke Xiangran's time, his pace this month has also been significantly accelerated.Not only the daily tutoring, the escort of the painting hall, the dull diet and health, but also the work has become busy, often working overtime until late at night.

In the past month, they have really achieved "the same as before", and regarding the hug that night, the two tacitly chose to ignore it.Wen Xi couldn't guess what Ke Xiangran was thinking, but at least for now, he didn't want to be part of the pressure.

Sitting on the sofa in the living room and answering the last email, Wen Xi took off his flat glasses and rubbed the sides of the bridge of his nose, then leaned his slightly swollen head back on the sofa, intending to take a nap.

In classroom No. [-] with the door ajar, Mr. Lin was invited by other students to guide after teaching today's content. Ke Xiangran sat alone in front of the drawing board and carried out today's exercises fascinatedly, without noticing the passage of time.

It wasn't until Teacher Lin and the students finished the discussion and improvement that they walked through the corridor and pushed open the brightly lit classroom door in surprise: "Ke Xiangran, it's already ten o'clock, haven't you left yet?"

"...Huh?" Ke Xiangran, holding the paintbrush, was confused for a moment, then panicked, and immediately started packing things in a hurry.

In the past, Wen Xi would knock on the door to remind him when he practiced for two and a half hours. Therefore, for a month, except for the difficulty of finding an excuse on weekends, Ke Xiangran's secret work of learning painting has been going smoothly, and he has not been known by his family so far. .

But Wen Xi didn't come to knock on the door today... Ke Xiangran hurriedly took out the silent terminal, turned off a large row of missed calls and message reminders, and sent them to his family, and walked out with Mr. Lin.

After passing through the long corridor, when he reached the corner, Mr. Lin who was walking in front stopped first, and Ke Xiangran raised his eyes and then stopped.

Wen Xi sat upright on the sofa as always, and only gave this side a profile. However, it was completely different from usual, this time he leaned his head back on the back of the sofa, closed his eyes, apparently fell asleep .

"No wonder the humanoid alarm clock is out of order." Teacher Lin teased, "I'm so tired."

Ke Xiangran nodded silently.

Like those legendary people who start their own businesses while studying, Wen Xi has a job to do besides going to school, and he has long been aware of this.But Wen Xi didn't tell him, and Ke Xiangran didn't ask either—at first, he was really not interested, but later, he felt that he was not qualified.

Regarding the painting hall after school, the two had two small discussions, and Wen Xi could always find a reason to follow, but Ke Xiangran had no way to simply refuse.

Teacher Lin looked at Ke Xiangran for a while, and suddenly said with emotion: "You two are much quieter than I imagined."

"Huh?" Ke Xiangran looked back at the teacher in surprise.He himself is a character who subconsciously becomes obedient and quiet when facing parents and teachers, but Wen Xi... Hasn't he always been quiet to people other than Ke Xiangran?

"The one who fell asleep," Teacher Lin saw Ke Xiangran's doubts, and told him with some amusement, "To prove to me that you are really a good boy worth cultivating, he not only visited the door three times in a week, but also He wrote me a recommendation letter of more than 1 words."

"..." Ke Xiangran blinked, he had never heard of this.Even, on the way to visit for the first time, Wen Xi told him more than once that if he didn't like it, he didn't have to come...

"What's even more frightening," Teacher Lin lowered her voice, "80.00% of the letter is describing your hard work and frankness. I can't stand it anymore."

"After seeing a real person, I realized that it was all real." Seeing Ke Xiangran's face slowly turning red, the teacher smiled, "With such great talent and perseverance that will not lose to anyone, and the willingness to You are really lucky to have people who support you all the way.”

After Mr. Lin finished speaking, he checked the electrical appliances in the classroom with an excuse, turned around and walked away.Ke Xiangran watched him leave before turning back to look at Wen Xi.

It is really rare to see Wen Xi who is asleep.For some reason, Ke Xiangran had an intuition that if he got too close, he would definitely wake up, so he chose to approach quietly, stopped at a distance of four or five steps from him, and tilted his head to look at his body. sleeping face.

Wen Xi has a special complex aura between a teenager and a young man, which is why Ke Xiangran jokingly guessed his age when we first met.After getting to know him for more than a year, he has changed a lot without knowing it. To exaggerate, it is comparable to changing from an AI that seems to have secret logic in its brain to a flesh-and-blood AI with his own preferences, and occasionally shows a frustrated expression. People"... All this added more vitality to him, and even the temperament that seemed a little distant has become one of his strengths.

Ke Xiangran's mood about this is subtle. He hopes that Wen Xi will be better, but occasionally he also hopes that he will not be so good.

Ke Xiangran stood for another 2 minutes before trying to move forward quietly.

Facts proved that his intuition was right, with just such a slight noise, Wen Xi frowned, and then opened his eyes.

He should have slept very deeply. When he woke up, he didn't immediately realize the passage of time. Instead, he subconsciously looked at Ke Xiangran and asked in a slightly hoarse voice:

"Is today going well?"

Ke Xiangran walked slowly behind him, nodded, "Successful."

"That's good." Wen Xi smiled.

It's Ke Xiangran's favorite.I like that when I feel tired and want to stop countless times, as long as I look up and see this smile, he can miraculously persevere.

He used to think about working harder, harder, and becoming an excellent person before the owner of this smile came to his senses...but he failed.

He had been prepared to lose it forever, but now, instead of losing nothing, he gained more.

Ke Xiangran couldn't help covering his face, Wen Xi asked him nervously what's wrong.

"It's okay." Ke Xiangran said sullenly, "Hey, kill me quickly."

"Ah?" Wen Xi uttered a blank monosyllable, and then racked his brains for a while, "...Then, there will be no meat for dinner tomorrow."

"Pfft..." Ke Xiangran laughed for a while, and then helplessly realized that he had failed, tears still flowed down his fingers.

"Huh?" Wen Xi's voice sounded at a loss, "Did you say too much? I'm sorry..."

"No," Ke Xiangran wiped away tears, looked at Wen Xi with a smile, "I just think..."

"It's great to live in this world."

The author says:

You think that Ran Ran doesn’t know, but in fact he knows all about it. One piece of wood is enough for an article.

So when Wen Xi saw it from the perspective before, Ran Ran’s mentality changed: "I can!...No, I can't...I seem to be able to?...No, I can't QAQ..."