Tsinghua University

Jiang Fusheng and Shen Tinglan drew sketches for most of the night. It was too late, so they didn't go back to the dormitory, and slept in the studio for a while.At 06:30 this morning, Shen Tinglan heard the alarm clock and opened his eyes. The first thing he felt was that his neck and limbs were so sore that they seemed to be broken, as if he had been severely beaten.

He stretched himself, stood up and walked to the window sill, and watered the plants on it.Then open the window, the summer wind blows in, and you can faintly hear the chirping of cicadas.

Jiang Fusheng also woke up at this time, and when he looked up, he saw Shen Tinglan standing by the window.The morning sun was mild, covering his hair with a hazy golden layer.Jiang Fusheng felt relieved and couldn't help calling Shen Tinglan's name.

"What's wrong?" Shen Tinglan turned to look at him.

"It's nothing..." Jiang Fusheng was inexplicably embarrassed when Shen Tinglan's gaze was swept away.He stood up and glanced at the watch hanging on the wall, "It's almost time for class, do you want to wash your face?"

"Yeah." Shen Tinglan closed the window slightly, followed Jiang Fusheng to leave the studio, and locked the door.

There was no one in the water room on the first floor, and there were a few traces of red and green paint remaining in the pool.Shen Tinglan turned on the faucet, a jet of cold water rushed, and the paint attached to the white tiles was washed into the sewer one by one.They wiped their faces casually and went back to the second floor for self-study.

There is no teacher in the early morning self-study, and I can learn whatever I want, but most people choose to draw sketches.Shen Tinglan took advantage of this time to finish the remaining few pictures from last night.

"Hey, you two!" Zhao Han, who was sitting not far away, called them, "You didn't go back to the dormitory yesterday, and you were in the studio?"

"Or else?" Jiang Fu said with a slightly smug tone, "I'm a good student."

"Hurry up, good students steal still lifes every now and then?" Zhao Han said, "It's a holiday this afternoon. I discussed it with Huaiyang. Shall we have hot pot at noon? Let's go to the supermarket to buy some food after class. I have a hot pot." After dinner, let's see where to go for team building activities."

Jiang Xusheng said: "I can do it, where should we put the pot? Are you looking for a table?"

Shen Tinglan has no objection: "I have two big storage boxes, and I can use the drawing boards to assemble a table when the time comes."

"It's done." Zhao Han looked at the door, saw that Teacher Liu was not here, and quickly took out his mobile phone from his pocket, "I'll tell Huaiyang."

Shen Tinglan didn't eat breakfast, and last night's supper had already been digested.His stomach was empty, thinking about the hot pot at noon, he felt hungry before ten o'clock, and for the first time wished that the hands of the clock on the wall would turn faster.

Jiang Fusheng sat next to Shen Tinglan, and when he heard his stomach growl, he felt hungry instantly.It just so happens that today's still life is a plaster figure of a figure, which cannot be eaten.

He thought for a while, put down the pencil in his hand, and said to Teacher Liu who came over to inspect: "Teacher, I want to go to the toilet, and I am in a hurry."

Teacher Liu waved his hand impatiently: "Go and come back quickly."

"Okay." Jiang Xu nodded, got up and ran out of the studio.He didn't really want to go to the toilet, he just found an excuse to go to the commissary.He hurriedly left the teaching building, turned to the right in a familiar way, and turned into the small shop beside the playground.

The weather is hot, and the air conditioner is turned on in the canteen.The boss is a gray-haired old man wearing a pair of reading glasses. He is sitting behind the counter reading a book with a cup of hot tea in his hand.When he noticed Jiang Susheng coming in, he just looked up at him and asked, "Isn't it your class time?"

"It's class, I'm too hungry, let's buy something to eat first." Jiang Fusheng quickly picked out some small breads and walked to the counter.

The old man put down the book in his hand, and simply calculated: "Buy so much?"

"Not only me, but also my partner." Jiang Fusheng had a smile on his lips.

The old man said cheerfully: "Very good, your partner should be very beautiful, right?"

Jiang Fusheng hid the bun in his pocket: "It's quite handsome."

The old man thought this was strange, but he didn't think about it carefully, and continued to read with his head down.

Jiang Fusheng was afraid that Mr. Liu would find out that he was out of time for too long, so he ran up the stairs in three steps at a time.Fortunately, he only went there for 10 minutes this time, which made sense.He returned to his seat, took a few sips from the water glass next to the chair, and then while drawing, he paid attention to the movements of Mr. Liu and Mr. Gao.Finally, he seized the opportunity, quickly took out the bun from his pocket, and threw it into Shen Tinglan's pencil case.

"It's for you." Jiang Fu coughed and whispered.

Shen Tinglan looked around, and quickly put the bun into his pocket.He didn't speak, just kept holding the water glass.About 20 minutes later, seeing that his painting was almost finished, he raised his hand to ask Teacher Gao for leave: "Teacher, I want to go to the bathroom."

Teacher Gao saw that Shen Tinglan had been drinking water, so he didn't think much about it, and said, "Come back soon."

Shen Tinglan responded, got up and left the studio.Of course he didn't go to the toilet, just like Jiang Susheng, he found an excuse to sneak to the canteen.The temperature outside seems to have risen a little bit, and he felt sweat from half of his body after running not far.Fortunately, the air conditioner in the canteen is sufficient, and once you enter the door, a lot of the heat is blown away.

He quickly selected a few packs of snacks that he and Jiang Xusheng liked, and went to the counter to pay.

The old man who was reading raised his hand to help the reading glasses on the bridge of his nose, and looked at Shen Tinglan a few times: "Why do you buy so many?"

Shen Tinglan replied honestly: "Not only me, but also my partner's."

"Coincidentally," said the old man, "just now there was a young man who was about your age, and he also bought it for his partner."

Shen Tinglan guessed that the young man was Jiang Fusheng, his curiosity was aroused, and he quickly asked: "You should be talking about my classmate, did he say anything else?"

The old man frowned and said, "I asked him if his partner was very beautiful, and I replied that I was pretty handsome..." He pondered for a moment, then asked Shen Tinglan, "Is his partner a girl who looks like a tomboy?" ?”

"This one, no matter what it looks like, as long as he likes it." Shen Tinglan smiled and put the snacks in his pocket, "I'm leaving first, I'm in a hurry to go to class."

He bought things quickly, and ran back in only five or six minutes.In the same way, taking advantage of the two teachers not paying attention, he lowered his voice and said to Jiang Fusheng: "Stretch out your hand."

Jiang Fusheng didn't ask why, Shen Tinglan said to stretch out his hand, and he stretched out his hand.

Then, a small snack was stuffed into the palm.

Jiang Fusheng was afraid of being discovered by the teacher, so he clenched his hands into fists in a panic.Although the plastic wrapping paper made my flesh hurt a bit, he was happy in his heart, put away the handful of food, and asked quietly: "Brother Lan, went to the canteen to buy wild food for me, and even drank a lot of water to make an excuse, are you really love me."

Shen Tinglan laughed: "The cup is empty, it's just for show."

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