Eros kisses Psyche

The [-]-hour concentration camp-style training once a day left a deep psychological shadow, but I survived it.Now Xu Budie felt that it was ridiculous for him to complain about suffering and tiredness: because in the later days, there were more bitter days than that.

At that time, I thought I was no different from a beggar who moved bricks. My nails were as black as if I had just dug the soil. My hands were rough and red because I often used large wooden handle brushes. I hadn’t worn white clothes for several years. A bunch of stains, living like Brother Sharp, if a group of people walk together, it's a bit like the American drama "The Walking Dead"... Sometimes when I meet an aunt selling egg cakes on the street, there will be the following dialogue: "Why? That's like fleeing from famine!" "Didn't you just come back from moving bricks, auntie! Just remember that what you eat here doesn't mutate..."

It wasn't until I moved real bricks and suffered real hardships that I realized how hypocritical I was at that time. There are too many things in this world that are heavier than paintbrushes, and too many people are running around for their lives, sitting in the corridor at three o'clock in the morning. Copying the structure of the human body and sharpening pencils is quite miserable, but for you, the aunt who has omelets at five o'clock actually got up early to make noodles at that time, she was still smiling, she didn't turn into a walking dead, and she didn't complain endlessly , Instead, he was full of energy, reminding you: "Young man wakes up so early, he is much more diligent than my son!...Ah, there is a piece of dust on the tip of his nose."

This time, Xiao Xu felt that at least he had no reason to back down.Anyway, can it be more difficult than before?

... He didn't expect it to be possible.Because Lao Cheng is not a human being.

In the past, there were twelve hours a day, but now there is basically no dead angle in all directions from opening eyes to closing eyes; in the past, the teacher at least had time to evaluate paintings for others in big classes, but now he only has close contact with him and stares at him to death Toss in.In the past, at least there was idle time on the way to and from school, but now people can deliver three meals a day to your mouth-he almost vomited after eating takeaway, and he felt nauseous when he opened the paint box, so he can sneak out and ride a bike The time in the hospital is like a prison release... Then when you come back, there are people holding a pool of SHI-like yellow mud and happily saying to you, I'm back, okay, let's start the second class...

Why didn't this person be lonely?This is unreasonable? !

The man also said very greasy: "Come on, if you do a good job, I can reward you with a kiss."

"Don't come here," Xu Budie was desperate, and pushed him to the side, "You smell... No, you remind me of the smell in the palette, I can't kiss the palette... …I'm going to spit in your face, seriously!"

"Is there?" Cheng Zhu even sniffed himself, "No...you are empathy, you have to overcome it. Otherwise, won't we be in harmony in the future?"

"You still want harmony... So far we haven't had any violent cases here, it's all because of Lele's face, I'm worried that the baby won't have a father..."

"It's so serious...it's okay, my intensity was about the same at that time..." Cheng Zhu worried for a short while whether he was pushing him too hard, and finally decided happily, "Then I'd better Go and take a shower." He poked his head out halfway through the clothes, still wanting to cover up, and continued to wink in a greasy way, "Would you like to relax and take a bath together?"

Xu Budie weakly refused: "I suggest that you don't let me see your naked body for a short time. I also want to keep some romantic beauty... instead of thinking about how to shape it."

"Young man, your way of thinking is terrible. Our general sequelae are just not eating apples..."

Xu Budie looked at the mud in his hand, thoughtful: "Actually, sometimes the mud is pinched and stretched like this, it really looks like... the feel is also... if you adjust the water to melt Bi, if you squeeze it hard like this, its head will flow down..."

"Hey, you've changed, you're not my cute and pure Xiao Xu who blushes at every turn..."

Xu Budie expressionlessly broke the dirt stick in his hand into two halves.

Facts have proved that it is impossible to be a good lover if you are a good teacher, and you cannot be a good teacher if you are a good lover... Cheng Zhu gave up the plan of "study and life with both hands, and both hands must be hard", and completely became a Spartan educator , shed all the passionate blood on Xu Budie's body: "No!" "Do it again!" "It's rough!"

After receiving the feedback of "Can't you be gentle with me?" The style of painting changed to:

"I pushed, pushed and redone, don't let it be born in this world so cruelly."

"You can't keep this one. It's better to destroy the stains of life as soon as possible."

"Look at this steel bar, it's also made with the blood and sweat of the working people! When you use it as a skeleton, can you think about how to make better use of it from the perspective of the working people..."

Until Xu Bu raised his forehead: "...do you have an option between the two?"

Cheng Zhu laughed, "Then I'll sharpen a pen for you." For a while, no one spoke, just sat aside, picked up the pen and sharpened it very familiarly.The sound of breathing and rustling blended in the room, and everything became very smooth and quiet unconsciously, like the gurgling sound of the flowing water, and the blooming that should be seen during the flowering period; Xu Budie gradually couldn't feel it With the passage of time, I didn't notice the technical problems, and there was no anxiety or irritability. The boring and repetitive work suddenly turned into a hearty yoga, pulling away all the sore muscles and bones, and ironing them Those folds in life, even if they are not the result, but just the process, make people feel joy from the heart, like sweating in a sauna of the soul.

Cheng Zhu hummed happily in a voice with no musical quality: "You don't know how much I love you, just like that pencil, writing, turning, sharpening and breaking just to draw a picture of you..."

Xu Budie felt himself floating in his incongruous male duck voice, and even this was very comfortable: "There was a legend in our studio before, if you want to cut off 11 pencils by yourself, you can get out of the order .”

"Eleven, that's too simple, it's not 11 or 1111, just wait, I'll cut it off and show you right away."

"...Damn, stop, you dare to touch my pencil!"

Fortunately, the longest holiday of the year, which is sometimes high-pressure and sometimes romantic, can be described as fleeting. Cheng Zhu began to be busy almost in the second half of the holiday. Looking at it, it seems that many things are quite difficult, and he often goes out with a name.

Only then was Xu Budie relieved from being stalked, quietly took out his mobile phone, dialed back a number, and said in a very abnormal warm tone: "Hi, dear Jingjing, happy new year ah……"

Jing Jianian had goosebumps all over his body: "Who are you? What's wrong with you, you were pierced by someone's soul!?"

Xu Budie also smiled, and changed his normal tone: "Gun Gun Gun, didn't you call me first... I heard that you are back, why did you come back so early? The winter vacation is not over yet..."

"Oh, don't mention it, a bunch of troubles are rushing together. Hurry up, come out to play, why don't you meet me at school first? I'm still busy, and a new lamb restaurant opened next door..." Jing Jia Nian originally asked him out for dinner, but just couldn't leave now, "What's the matter, you are so busy, you can't make an appointment for dinner, and you can't get through the phone, are you hiding your beauty in a golden house?"

Xu Buduan fooled him, his current situation is not far from that of Jinwu Zangjiao... No, no matter, he is going to rebel today!No training camp is complete without skipping classes, letting go of empty windows and handing in blank papers!

In addition, he also had feelings in his heart, and he didn't know how to mention Jing Jianian, "Cheng Zhu's No. [-] fan"—from his tone, it seemed that he didn't know about Cheng Zhu's resignation.Hiding the truth is not the solution to the problem. Although he felt that he might be beaten into a pig's head on the spot, Xu Budie still thought about how to confess to him face to face: After all, Jing Jianian is not only his friend, but also Cheng Zhu's support. Whoops, maybe this news hit him even harder - he was aiming at Cheng Zhu to take the entrance examination for A University, and now he has lost such a big idol and teacher...

The more he thought about it, the more he felt ashamed, Xu Budie endured the pain, and thought about asking him to have a meal today to make amends if he bleeds once - if people are still willing to eat with him.When they arrived at the school, it was obvious that the large troops hadn't returned to school, but the lights in the activity building were brightly lit, and it was obvious that various student club activities were being prepared in advance.Jing Jianian was in the office of the club committee, blushing and neck thick: "Let me tell you, why do we need to make concessions on this matter, there is obviously a problem... yes, and what is the sudden notice, the meaning is obvious , that is to say, there is a black-box operation... Yes, I have such an attitude. If I don't explain it clearly, I will definitely react upwards. Brother Ding is the same as me..."

Other participants also expressed their opinions: "What we mean now is to write a proposal in the name of the association committee..."

"Yes, we still need to find teachers we know to support us—"

A group of young and immature students all showed excitement or indignation, and started discussing in a hurry.

Xu Bu repeatedly knocked on the open door frame, took a peek inside, Jing Jianian jumped up, squeezed out the crowd who were still discussing, wrapped him up and walked out: "Oh, you're here, there happens to be someone Live to discuss with you."

Xu Budie looked blank, and gestured to the chaotic scene behind him: "This?"

"Hey, it's not this. It's the school competition we did before. Something went wrong, and everyone is brainstorming what to do."

"What's the problem?" Xu Budie remembered that he paid attention to that project when he was helping to catch cats before, and felt that the concept was very delicate. Although he didn't see the final product, he felt that it would definitely not be bad.The idea is outstanding, the technique is novel, and there are still some difficulties in practical operation. There must be instructors to help with comments and revisions, and graduate students to lead the team. What can go wrong with this work?

"We were notified before that we are the first in the provincial preliminaries, and we saw the small score, so we will directly advance to the national competition." Jing Jianian couldn't hold back his anger when he said this, "So we will not pass the winter vacation, everyone will come back early and plan to finish the revision as soon as possible , There are still a few small events that I also want to do, and I still need to make brochures and speeches. Who doesn’t want to get a good ranking in the national competition? As a result, we all came here. Guess what, suddenly told us that the result changed No, we can't go!"