Ye Cheng

In China, the upsurge of art examinations started from the end of the 90s to the beginning of 2000. In the middle of the 90s, there were actually not many people studying fine arts.Mr. A Cong’s truth-seeking studio only recruited nine children in total. It is said that most of them are students he liked, who came to lobby the parents and asked them to send their children to learn painting, so the tuition fee was very high. Also low.

Mr. A Cong teaches in No. [-] Middle School in the county, which is the key middle school in their county. Most of the students in No. [-] Middle School are excellent, a small number of them are rich, and some are both excellent and rich. For example, they Blue wood in the studio.This person not only has a name similar to the protagonist in the cartoon, but he is also good-looking, usually dressed very brightly, and has a lot of money, so he is naturally popular with his classmates.

Lan Mu is just a junior high school student at the moment, and will be in the second year of junior high next semester, but the son of a rich family is more stylish, girls like it when he sees it, and the three girls in the studio will blush when talking to him .But Lan Mu is not very talkative at ordinary times. He likes to sit quietly in a corner and draw pictures. Teacher A Cong said that he draws well, so he just smiled. How can such a boy make the spring heart sprout? Girls are not obsessed.

Ye Cheng went to the vegetable market every morning to set up a stall to sell salted duck eggs, and in the afternoon he went to Lu Mingyuan's side to help. Lu Mingyuan also sold salted duck eggs next to his shoe repair stall. Every morning, he would be a little overwhelmed. In the afternoon, Ye Cheng went to help Do some work and let him rest.

On the second day after he found the house, Ye Cheng's uncle, Qian Shouwan, found a tractor for transporting goods, and transported the four cylinders of salted duck eggs in Ye Cheng's yard to the county town, along with bicycles. Tools for shoe repair.Qian Shouwan went to the landlord to pay the rent, and then put the bed and quilt that he had brought over into the bungalow, and the two children were considered to be on their feet.

The shoe repair business in the county town is pretty good. Lu Mingyuan often takes the work he takes in the morning to finish in the afternoon. When Ye Cheng passes by, he will help with the tools. After a while, he finds that the work in the studio A boy squatted by the side every day to watch him repair shoes.Ye Cheng didn't pay much attention to it at the beginning, after all, the atmosphere in the studio was relatively relaxed. Sometimes these students would spend most of the day sitting down and drawing, and sometimes running around with a pencil could kill half a day.

"My shoe is split, can it be repaired?" One day he suddenly said to Ye Cheng.

"Just stick some glue." Ye Cheng and Lu Mingyuan happened to be almost busy.

"Then stick it on for me." He said as he took off his shoes.

Ye Cheng took the shoes and carefully applied the glue. The glue they used for shoe repairs had a strong adhesive force, but if it was accidentally applied to the upper, it would easily leave marks.

"Have you mended shoes for a long time?" the boy asked again.

Ye Cheng pressed the shoes, raised his head and thought for a while before answering: "More than a year."

"My name is Lanmu, what's your name?"

"My name is Ye Cheng." Ye Cheng returned his shoes, "You can wear them now."

"How much?" Lan Mu asked while putting the shoes on his feet.

"Fifty cents." In the county town, they no longer charge thirty or two cents, basically at least fifty cents.

"I didn't bring change, can you find it?" Lan Mu said and took out a blue-gray banknote from his pocket.

"100 yuan? We don't have any change." Few people would give 100 yuan to give change to a shoe repairing child.

"Then can I give it to you tomorrow?" Lan Mu smiled nicely. Ye Cheng didn't know what was so funny about it. It didn't matter if he got fifty cents tomorrow, so he nodded.

"Why does that guy keep running here when he doesn't draw?" Lu Mingyuan was obviously upset.

"Who knows?" Ye Cheng finally felt a little tired after finishing his work.

"Fix a broken shoe and spend 100 yuan to find it, hum!"

"Aren't you familiar with him?" Ye Cheng thought that Lu Mingyuan had stayed here longer than him, and was relatively familiar with the people here.

"I don't have time, I'm busy every morning."

"Haven't you spoken to him?"

"No, I'm very busy talking about it." Lu Mingyuan had already decided that if that Lan Mu came to talk to him, he would never give him a good face.

The next afternoon, not long after Ye Cheng arrived at the shoe repair stand, Lan Mu also arrived at the studio, carrying a bag of lychees in his hand. The water droplets on the plastic bag slid down one by one, probably just taken from the refrigerator. from.

"Want to eat?" Lan Mu didn't go in, but stopped beside Ye Cheng.

"No, thank you!" Although the red lychees looked very attractive, Ye Cheng still declined. He had only eaten lychee candies, but had never eaten real lychees.

"My father brought back so much from the south that he couldn't finish it all. You should try it." Then he peeled a lychee and handed it to Ye Cheng.

Ye Cheng looked at the pink and white lychee flesh with crystals, couldn't help but reached out to pick it up, took a bite, the juice overflowed, it was cool and sweet, and there was a strong lychee fragrance.

"Is it delicious?" Lan Mu watched him eat, smiling with crooked eyes.

"Delicious." Ye Cheng also nodded happily. The lychee is really delicious. He handed the bitten lychee to Lu Mingyuan. Lu Mingyuan was grinding the soles of his shoes. When he saw Ye Cheng handing something over, he opened his mouth to hold it Yes, he chewed a few mouthfuls and spit out the lychee core, and said, "It's delicious."

"Wow! There are lychees! I almost missed it!" At this time, a student from the studio came in from the outside, saw Lanmu carrying lychees, and yelled, he stretched out his claws to grab them.

"What, there are lychees, why didn't I know?" The students in the studio were also startled, several people rushed out at once, and the bag of lychees was just enough.

"It'll be gone in a while, take more." Lan Mu was still smiling, and he reached out and grabbed a handful from the bag and stuffed them into Ye Cheng's hands, but his hands were bigger than Ye Cheng's, and there were a few of them. The lychees fell to the ground, before Ye Cheng moved, he picked them up one by one and put them in Ye Cheng's tool box.

"Thank you!" Ye Cheng was a little embarrassed. He was obviously not from this studio, but because he had set up a stall at the entrance of the studio, he had to share a share of the food he brought.

After all those people entered the studio, Ye Cheng wiped his hands on his clothes, and then began to peel and eat the lychees, first peeling one for Lu Mingyuan, and then peeling one for himself.

"Is it tasty?"

"It's delicious." Lu Mingyuan still has the last pair of shoes in his hand, and when this pair is repaired, today's work will probably be over.

"Then don't ask others for the fifty cents for shoe repair." Ye Cheng definitely won't ask for it again, but it's hard for Lu Mingyuan to say, if this kid doesn't like someone, he will pretend to be stupid and deliberately do things to make things worse People's heart is disturbed.

"That's fine." Lu Mingyuan reluctantly agreed, and agreed.

Later, when Ye Cheng and Lu Mingyuan were not busy, Mr. A Cong would occasionally ask them to be models. The few high school students under his command were already quite good at drawing plaster statues. Occasionally visiting a character can somewhat improve enthusiasm.Being a model is quite boring, just move a stool and sit on it for an afternoon, Ye Cheng is pretty good at it, basically doesn't move much, Lu Mingyuan can't do it, after being a model once, he dies and refuses to go again.

Mr. A Cong is a very nice person. Sometimes his students are concerned about drawing by himself, and he has nothing to do. Seeing that Ye Cheng and the others have no business, he pulls them in to teach them how to draw, starting with copying, and then slowly Teach them what the five tones of chiaroscuro are, and then we will come to relatively complicated content such as perspective.

After picking up the paintbrush, the students in the studio became more enthusiastic about Ye Cheng and the others. When he was impatient to paint, he was happy to be a little teacher, teaching Ye Cheng and Lu Mingyuan to paint, and he felt a sense of accomplishment.Even Lan Mu, who usually doesn't like to join in the fun, would come over to have a few words from time to time, which made the girls in the studio even more caring for Ye Cheng and the others.

Anyway, Ye Cheng and the others didn't have anything to do when they went home, and basically they didn't have any business for most of the afternoon, so it was good to be able to draw and kill time.Ye Cheng is very patient. He often holds the drawing board given by Mr. A Cong, and sits for most of the afternoon. Sometimes he doesn't know when it's dark, and A Cong doesn't bother him. Sometimes the students draw so much , and often forget the time, which is quite normal in his studio.

Sometimes Lu Mingyuan draws by himself, and sometimes he just looks at Ye Cheng's paintings, watching him look up at the plaster opposite him for a while, and for a while he lowers his eyes to draw lines on the drawing board. He doesn't know that he is repairing shoes on his dark hands Dirty, or smeared with pencil.In fact, it's really not very good-looking, but Lu Mingyuan can take a look at it for a long time, as if as long as he puts his eyes on the person in front of him, time will fly by unconsciously.

One afternoon, Ye Cheng opened the bathroom door after going to the bathroom, and saw Lan Mu waiting outside. Teacher A Cong's house only had one bathroom between the kitchen and the front hall. Nine children learned painting here, plus It is not uncommon for Ye Cheng and Lu Mingyuan to wait for the toilet.

"Hey, it's Ye Cheng." Lan Mu smiled when he saw Ye Cheng.

"I'm done." Ye Cheng hurriedly came out of the bathroom.

"Don't worry, by the way, do you want to eat this?" Lan Mu took out a small square wrapped in a black and brown plastic bag from his pocket.

"what is this?"

"Chocolate, my uncle brought it back from the city, it's delicious."

"You'd better eat it yourself." Ye Cheng felt that it was not good to always eat other people's food.

"I have it at home, try it." Lan Mu tore a hole in the packaging bag and handed it over. Ye Cheng hesitated, but took a bite. The chocolate was very fragrant and sweet. It has a faint bitter taste and a strong taste, and it melts slowly as soon as you put it in your mouth.

"Is it tasty?"

"It's really delicious." Ye Cheng smiled shyly and put the chocolate in his pocket anyway.

"Then why don't you eat?"

"I'll share it with Lu Mingyuan." The two of them ate everything separately, and they were used to it. Moreover, he wanted to save some for Ye Ping to taste, but Ye Cheng didn't say that he had stayed in the city before. I know that in the eyes of rich people, being poor is very unpopular, and even considered a shameful thing.

"It's okay, you can finish this one, I'll bring you two more tomorrow, okay?" Lan Mu said with a smile.

"It's really unnecessary, one piece is enough."

"Go ahead and eat. I'll watch you eat. Of course, it's more fun to eat good food together. What's the point of hiding at home and eating secretly?"

"Okay." Although Ye Cheng also felt that Lan Mu's persistence was a bit strange, but since the other party insisted, then he should eat it. Ye Cheng has always been easy to talk about these insignificant things.

"You got it on your mouth." Lan Mu said suddenly.

"Where?" Probably due to the hot weather, the chocolate has melted a little bit, and it's normal to get it anywhere.

"Here." Lan Mu tapped Ye Cheng's lower lip with his cold fingers, and Ye Cheng raised his hand to wipe it, no.

"Let me wipe it for you." Lan Mu squatted down with a smile, stretched out his finger and wiped Ye Cheng's lower lip again.

"Hey, what are you fussing about?" Lu Mingyuan's loud voice suddenly came out of nowhere.

"Lu Mingyuan, do you want this?" Ye Cheng didn't take his yelling seriously at all, and handed over the chocolate in his hand like a treasure.

"What is this?" Lu Mingyuan frowned, apparently in a bad mood.

"Chocolate, it's delicious." Ye Cheng sent the kilogram force to Lu Mingyuan's mouth. Although Lu Mingyuan seemed reluctant, he still reluctantly opened his mouth and took a bite.

"Is it delicious?" Ye Cheng asked expectantly.

"It was delicious."

Chocolate is naturally delicious, how could the chocolate that Ye Cheng brought to his mouth be not delicious.The problem is, in the next few decades, every time Lu Mingyuan thinks of that piece of chocolate and Ye Cheng's question about whether it's delicious, he just wants to growl, it's delicious!