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Zhong Ming smiled slightly, "Zhou Ze also died with his strength."

Lu Yan took a first glance, and his eyes stayed on his drawing board, a lush greenery came into his eyes.

"What are you going to draw?"

Only then did Zhong Ming regain his senses, and covered his drawing board a little, "It's nothing, haven't you started writing yet?"

Lu Yanchu scratched his head embarrassedly, "I don't know what to draw."

"It's better to draw now." When Zhong Ming laughed, his eyes were filled with gentle light, "We are now."

Lu Yanchu thought for a while, then laughed to himself, "I know what to draw, Zhong Ming, you sit here and don't move, or I will draw you."

"...I find it difficult."

"why?"

Zhong Ming didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "It's estimated that the sketching is over, and you can't finish it. Characters are difficult to draw. You might as well choose a scene to draw without characters."

Lu Yanchu bit his pen, his expression as if he had eaten hundreds of flies, and suddenly he had a flash of inspiration, "I know what to draw."

After finishing speaking, he carried the drawing board on his back, and rang the bell along the way, "Come with me to a place."

"what?"

Zhong Ming was inexplicably dragged by Lu Yanchu to the place where he stood this morning, this place he also wanted to paint this morning, the branches are complicated and entangled, like some kind of very artistic exhibit.

"Brother Hua, why don't you just stand there, just...just stand there, I'll try to find inspiration."

Although there was no coquettish element in Lu Yanchu's tone, Zhong Ming inexplicably wanted to hear him say these few words again.

"it is good."

Zhong Ming walked slowly under the tree, the sun was shining at this time, without the fog in the morning, different from that hazy beauty, everything on Zhong Ming became extraordinarily dazzling.

His face, his smile, his collar, his wrist, every part of his body has become a luminous point, and the intricate branches next to him are like a background board for him, which sets off his uniqueness and uniqueness. rare.

Lu Yanchu sat down and closed his eyes lightly. A scene flashed in his mind. There was a vague figure behind the dead wood branches. His countless rays of light, only the shallow swirls at the corners of his lips remain, but it is precisely this blur that makes people who see this painting want to see that figure that is both powerful and clear, Lu Yanchu Name this painting "Ming", the meditation of meditation.

Of course, when he saw Zhong Ming's figure, words related to his name unconsciously appeared in his mind, and he finally chose this word, which also has a homonym.

This painting was praised by Lao Gao. First of all, whether it is perspective or his various light and shade treatments, it is worth studying. On the first day back to school, Lao Gao took Lu Yanchu's painting and publicized it in every class. After reading it again, Lu Yanchu's name quickly spread among the departments.

Of course, there is no lack of credit for Wumao's big mouth.

"Cancan, you're really going to become a famous person. You haven't seen how amazing you are on our school's post bar." Wumao whispered in his ear, but Lu Yanchu didn't want to hear it at all. The inspiration came from Zhong Ming, and the greatest credit should be attributed to him, but all the glory was put on him, which made him feel strange.

Lu Yanchu took his math notes, sat beside Zhong Ming, and asked, "Where's Xie Cheng?"

Zhong Ming saw that it was Lu Yanchu, smiled and put down the pen in his hand, his eyes were burning, "Playing outside."

Then he carefully looked at the notebook in Lu Yanchu's hand, and asked softly, "Is there any question? Do you want me to teach you?"

"Yes." Lu Yanchu nodded, "I want you to teach me."

Zhong Ming fainted with a smile on his face, took the notebook, "Which question?"

Lu Yanchu's gaze stayed on Zhong Ming's eyes, "Brother Hua, you seem to be getting closer to me now."

"Huh?" Zhong Ming was puzzled, "What do you mean?"

"It's just that it's different from before. When you smiled before, it's different from your smile now. I don't know exactly what's different." Lu Yanchu lowered his eyes a little, and then met Zhong Ming's warm eyes again, feeling like It was like being hit by something suddenly.

A little flustered, a little at a loss, with unknown emotions hidden in his eyes.

Zhong Ming took the pen and gently tapped Lu Yanchu's head, "Because I like stupid people."

"Hi... wait..."

So you're indirectly calling me stupid?Or do you like me?Or……

Ahhh!I don't want to talk to Xueba anymore!It's great to learn a pun!

"I am not stupid."

"Well, you're not stupid, I'm stupid." Zhong Ming looked at Lu Yanchu who lowered his head, and there were countless ripples in his eyes, as if filled with soft water.

The author has something to say:

Ahhhhh!I am so sweet by the candy I wrote myself! ! !Ahhhhh!toothache!I have never seen such naive two people.

Brother Hua: Are you stupid?

Cancan: You're the one who's stupid, you're the one who's the only one, you're the one who's the only one, I'll hit you with a fist!

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