The plan of the day is in the morning

A girl plucked up the courage to point to Yi Xiaotian's half-drawn picture and asked.

She was nervous, but her eyes were bright and eager.

Yi Xiaotian paused his painting hand, looked up and squinted.

This look was extremely sharp, and the rebellious boy with thorns all over his body returned to everyone's sight.

Yo, this girl looks familiar, isn't she the one who just wanted to take a notebook and bid it up to [-] and almost let her go home with the notebook and go to sleep?

Want to buy his current painting?

"This pair is not for sale."

Yi Xiaotian said coldly.

"I, I can raise the price, two or two hundred?"

Liu Xiaoling bit her lip, enduring her fear of bargaining with the bully, "Two hundred and five? Three hundred?"

As she raised the price again and again, Yi Xiaotian's face became more and more ugly.

Liu Xiaoling finally realized something was wrong, and quickly shut up.

Yu Chen didn't pay attention to what Yi Xiaotian was painting just now, but now he walked behind him and glanced at the content on the easel, and then he was taken aback.

On the snow-white drawing paper, a teenager wearing a mask is sitting in the classroom with his face propped up on one hand, looking out the window.

You can tell at a glance that the painting is him.

Yi Xiaotian sensed Yu Chen's approach, his back stiffened, and a surge of heat rushed to his head.

Painting this was entirely on his whim, because he has always been the most comfortable in painting Yu Chen. He almost didn't need to think about it when he picked up the pen, and there were vivid scenes in front of his eyes. The details of each picture were vivid and clear. You can pick it up at your fingertips.

In the past, he also used pens to trace the appearance of Tai Chen countless times, but until this moment, this moment, for the first time, he clearly realized that there was something wonderful and special, which was captured by the short pen in his hand. The pencil was brought into that painting together.

The first time he showed Xiang Chen his paintings, he felt uncomfortable.

Then, he heard Yu Chen's voice behind him.

"I'll offer five thousand, will you sell it?"

作者有话要说：感谢在2020-12-2116:23:19~2020-12-2212:01:15期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: 1 bottle of Yuanyi;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!

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Yi Xiaotian was completely stiff, the hand holding the pencil stopped on the drawing paper, and couldn't fall down no matter what.

After a while, he choked out a sentence, "If you want it, I'll give it to you."

Yu Chen looked at the back of his head with frizzy hair, "Then let's exchange."

"what?"

Yi Xiaotian looked back at him consciously.

"Use my notebook,"

Yu Chen looked into his eyes, "Change your painting."

Yi Xiaotian was stunned for a long while, not knowing what to answer.

"That `s a deal."

Without waiting for his response, Yu Chen reached out and picked up the notebooks, and motioned to him, "Come and exchange them with me when you finish drawing."

"and many more?"

Yi Xiaotian was unwilling to stand up and wanted to take it back, Yu Chen took two steps back holding the notebook, raised his eyebrows, there was a subtle provocation in his indifferent expression, and suddenly he had a rare childish look.

"..."

Yi Xiaotian looked at him for a long while, then sat down and continued to draw, and said sullenly, "Change it."

Yu Chen asked Li Zihan to borrow a stool and sit next to him. He didn't stare at Yi Xiaotian, but he dug out a paper from somewhere and put it in his notebook to pass the time.

Yi Xiaotian was convinced when he peeked over.

Yi Xiaotian's sketching speed was very fast, but now there is an overseer with a strong sense of presence next to him, his efficiency immediately improved again, and he finished the work with a few strokes, and then signed a big name in the lower right corner.

"All right?"

Yu Chen looked up and asked.

"No!"

Yi Xiaotian blocked it with his body, and said stiffly, "I'll give it to you when the painting is finished, but it's not good yet."

Yu Chen looked at him, nodded in understanding, then lowered his head and continued to study the questions, calmly.

Yi Xiaotian looked at him, suddenly lost interest.

He got up and put away the small blackboard on which the price was written.

"Huh? Don't draw anymore?"

asked the students who had been watching.

Yi Xiaotian said blankly, "The stall is closed."

"Huh? But you just drew one?"

And it's fucking not for sale.

The students who joined in the fun were dumbfounded and felt cheated of their feelings.

Yi Xiaotian glanced at him ruthlessly, "I'm not happy to draw anymore, do you have any opinions?"

"..."

The student who was beaten back shook his head frantically.

Yu Chen didn't say anything, and calmly put away the paper and pen and was about to get up. As soon as he stood up, he noticed a stranger standing not far away.

"You draw well."

The man's voice was mellow and slightly low, and he stood in front of Yi Xiaotian's easel with a slight smile and bent over to look at the painting.

"I didn't expect to go back to my alma mater on a whim to catch up with this excitement."

Yi Xiaotian looked back at him suspiciously, and saw that it was a man in his early thirties who was wearing an elegant dark gray coat and glasses.

He has an elegant figure, a tall and straight posture, and a steady and friendly smile on his handsome face. He is a person who can leave a very good impression on people at first sight. If he is classified into different categories, he should belong to the same category as Yu Chen. send elites".

The only difference is that Yu Chen's demeanor is more cold and distant, but this man is very gentle.

That kind of elegant and gentle mature demeanor is exactly what the young people in high school lack most, and it attracts the eyes of many passing girls.

Yi Xiaotian felt that this person looked familiar, and was frowning and thinking, but the man had turned to look at him with a smile.

"It's a nice picture,"

Yi Xiaotian squinted his eyes, folded his hands, "Then tell me, what's so good about it?"

The man tilted his head, "very emotional."

After he finished speaking, he looked at Yu Chen, "It seems to be you in the painting, right? The relationship between the two of you looks very good."

Yi Xiaotian's expression froze slightly, and he quickly interrupted him with a bad tone, "It's none of your business, where did you come from?"

The man didn't mind his roughness. He took off his leather gloves, took out two business cards from his pockets and handed one over, "My name is Lin Yangqing."

Lin Yangqing?

This name is also very familiar, Yi Xiaotian took the business card suspiciously and glanced at it, suddenly a flash of inspiration flashed.

"Lvmao's eldest brother?"

He was surprised.

"...Green hair?"

Lin Yangqing was stunned for a moment, and then couldn't help laughing, "You mean the third child? Yes, it seems that you remembered, your name is Yi Xiaotian, right?"

Yi Xiaotian finally connected the elegant and stable man in front of him with the young man with a shy smile in the blurry group photo that Lu Mao showed him back then. Said that their eldest brother also graduated from Huaguang, and he was going back to Yueshi this month, but he did not expect to meet him today by such a coincidence.

Yi Xiaotian had a strange expression for a moment, "How do you know me?"

"Second brother mentioned you to me,"

Lin Yangqing said, and then pointed to the business card in Yi Xiaotian's hand with his eyes, "I'm coming back this time, and I plan to open a studio in Yueshi. It has my phone number and studio address on it. If you are interested, you can contact I."

"What do you mean?"

Yi Xiaotian frowned.

Lin Yangqing glanced at the painting, and said, "If you want to continue learning painting, you can come to me at any time."

Yi Xiaotian was taken aback, and was about to blurt out the word "no need", but was interrupted by Lin Yangqing as if inadvertently.

"It's so cold."

He put on his gloves again, closed his scarf again, and said with a white smile, "I haven't been back for so many years, and the weather in Yueshi hasn't changed at all."

"It's getting late, I'll go back first."

He smiled at Yi Xiaotian, "I'm looking forward to your coming, and besides..."

He paused, then said to Chen, "You are also very welcome to come with him."

His eyes that seemed to penetrate everything made Yi Xiaotian block back all the words that Yi Xiaotian wanted to refuse.

Yi Xiaotian knew immediately, he saw it.

He was speechless.

Yu Chen, as if he didn't realize it, nodded to the man without being rude, "Thank you."

Yi Xiaotian watched the man's back leave, feeling an unknown fire in his heart, aggrieved and depressed.

For the first time, he was overwhelmed by the aura of a stranger, and the other party just used a few tepid smiles to completely defeat him.

While he was not reconciled, he was also full of some kind of resistance and hostility towards this man named Lin Yangqing.

"I have to go back."

Yu Chen didn't mention what happened just now, "Uncle Zhou called."

"Oh……"

Yi Xiaotian nodded hesitantly.

Yu Chen seemed to want to say something, but he looked at Yi Xiaotian for a while, but still didn't say anything, and nodded to him, "See you later."

"……See you."

Yi Xiaotian watched him leave, feeling both lost and melancholy.

He didn't go home with Yu Chen this week, and Yu Chen didn't ask about it, probably because he felt embarrassed that he hadn't recovered yet.

There must be embarrassment, but in fact, during the weekend, he sat on the bay window of his room and stared at Yu Chen's window in a daze for two days, and he had figured it out a long time ago.

Here, he was rarely saddened and melancholy, and suddenly someone slapped his back, and Fang Shiqi's carefree voice came over, "Brother Tian, ​​what are you doing!"

Fang Shiqi held up two huge cotton candy heads to his eyes.

The corner of Yi Xiaotian's mouth twitched, and he pushed the bastard's head back, and said angrily, "What did you just do?"

"Oh, I'm going to line up to buy cotton candy!"

Fang Shiqi happily raised two marshmallows in his hand and grinned, "Give it to my goddess later."

Yi Xiaotian glanced at the two huge ones in his hand, bigger than his brain