Unpretentious campus essay

There are two people sitting by the small river, and a little yellow dog lying on their stomachs.

Each of them held a sketchpad in front of them, and the back image was an artist who came out to sketch.However, if you observe carefully, you will find that they are a little different from ordinary art students.

Both of them hold pens with their left hands.One of them draws casually, outlining the figure with a pencil, while the other draws slowly and the lines are not smooth enough, but the composition is extremely precise and beautiful.

These two people, like uncles? The one lying on the beach chair? It's Bai Yunjian, and the one sitting on the bench seriously drawing? It's Mu Linxing.

This starts seven days ago.It was a misty early morning, and there was a knock on the door of Mu Linxing's house among the white clouds.

A dog barked from inside the door, and it took several minutes for Mu Linxing to poke his head out.

Fog? Light cage, standing among the white clouds? Floating in the fog, like ink painting? Hazy.He was carrying a bag and put his hands in the pockets of his down jacket. He stood relaxed and squinted at Mu Linxing, as if he hadn't woken up yet.Mu Linxing also suspected that he was dreaming. He really couldn't understand why Bai Yunjian appeared at six o'clock in the morning? It was at his door.

"...Did you come here sleepwalking?"

"No. I took away a sample that should belong to you," Bai Yunjian said, "I want to compensate you in another way."

Mu Linxing was even more puzzled, "What? Did you steal something from my house that day?"

"I said it's something that should belong to you, so it doesn't belong to you." Bai Yunjian said, a little depressed, "You don't understand even after I say it."

"...So? What are you doing here?"

"Let you teach me how to draw." Bai Yunjian said.

Mu Linxing's heart skipped a beat when he heard the word "painting". The word was like an invisible hand, every time he heard it, it would grab his heart and pinch him. out of breath?.

"I can't teach you." Mu Linxing said indifferently, just as he was about to close the door, Bai Yunjian reached out and grabbed the door, preventing him from closing it.

Mu Linxing pushed the door forward, but he couldn't push it through at all.Fuck, this bitch is so strong? Why is she so big! ?

Bai Yunjian leaned against the door, with a relaxed expression: "You teach me how to draw, and I will teach you how to turn your left hand into your dominant hand."

Mu Linxing has tried his left hand a long time ago, but? Is his left hand useful? He can't even draw a straight line. He doesn't think Bai Yunjian can teach him anything, "You don't need to teach him, don't bother me, leave me Stay away." "Leaving a teacher in seven days, including teaching and meeting." Bai Yunjian pushed hard with his arm, opened the door and stepped in, and sat on the sofa very naturally, as if he was the master of the house, " Once every seven days arrives, I'll get out immediately."

Everyone has come in, and Mu Linxing is not good? Hurry up.And Bai Yunjian's posture is so confident and natural, as if after seven days, his left hand will really become as useful as his right hand, which makes him feel hopeful, "Your left hand is very... Is it amazing? Write a word and let me see."

"My left hand is not very good," Bai Yunjian took out a book and said honestly, "We can make progress together."

Mu Linxing looked down at the title of the book: "Parent-child Training: Developing the Left and Right Brains Together". On the cover, a child is drawing a circle with his left hand and a square with his right.The book is tattered and looks like it has a long history. I don’t know which street stall I bought it from? Second-hand books.

"What are you kidding?" Mu Linxing's head was full of black lines, "You also believe in this kind of thing? It's suitable for children aged 4-7, haven't you seen it?"

"This is parent-child training, can I? Be a child, you just... forcefully be my father." Bai Yunjian took out a piece of white paper and two pens from his bag, and said frankly, "Dad, we will Start by drawing a circle with your left hand and a square with your right hand!"

Mu Linxing was terrified: "Fuck, you can say this???"

Does Bai Yun Jian Huan care? "Or I will be your father and you will be a child."

"...Get lost." Mu Linxing thought that Gu Haiyu was shameless enough, but he didn't expect Bai Yunjian to be such a brazen person, he didn't know how to deal with him, so he stood aside and looked at Bai Yunjian Use your hands to draw squares and circles together.

His movements are clumsy, he looks extremely mentally retarded, round is not round, square is not square, Mu Linxing looked at it for a while, and couldn't help it, "Hey, when you draw a circle, don't put your little finger on the paper .”

"So...?" Bai Yunjian raised his left hand and drew an even uglier circle.

With his right hand still in his pocket, Mu Linxing picked up a pen with his left and drew a circle between the clouds.

Bai Yunjian looked at it for a moment, and suddenly said in a childish voice, "Dad~ you draw uglier than me. You deserve to be Dad."

Mu Linxing: "..." These words are not very lethal, but extremely insulting.Mu Linxing turned his head and insisted on drawing a circle, so he sat beside the white clouds and began to draw it crazily.

After half an hour, Mu Linxing finally rounded the circle, turned his head to look at the white clouds in satisfaction, and was hit violently.He found that Baiyunjian was the same, and the progress was much faster than him. Drawing circles with his left hand and squares with his right hand was no longer difficult for him.

Mu Linxing: "..."

Bai Yunjian put down his pen and looked at him with his lips curled up. Although he didn't say anything, it seemed that he had already said a lot of sarcasm.

The last time he ate barbecue, his expression was very clear. He hasn't been so embarrassed yet!The corner of Mu Linxing's mouth twitched, the long-lost love for victory sprouted in his heart.In terms of painting skills, he thinks he will not lose to anyone, he is not used to his left hand, and Bai Yunjian is also not used to it, so why can he? Ditch him a block?

"I'm going home for dinner," Bai Yunjian stood up. "At six o'clock tomorrow, I hope to see your progress."

"Are you fucking coming tomorrow?"

"I said, seven days. Baojiabaohui."

The next day, Mu Linxing learned to draw circles with his left hand and squares with his right.But Bai Yunjian took out the copybook.Just like before, his handwriting was twisted out of shape at the beginning, and then he improved by leaps and bounds, and his handwriting beat Mu Linxing.Mu Linxing was greatly stimulated, and he forced him to practice calligraphy while dreaming at night.

On the fourth day, Mu Linxing's handwriting could barely be read, at least it was better than Huang Heyuan's handwriting. Baiyun asked Mu Linxing to teach him how to draw human body lines.

On the fifth day, Baiyunjian was able to accurately restore the postures of 58 people, just like a printer.After he left, Mu Linxing's heart collapsed, and he lay on the table drawing while crying.Mu Linxing can tolerate others being richer and happier than him, but he can't tolerate being beaten by a novice who has no foundation in painting. He wants to keep his last pride.

On the sixth day, Mu Linxing drew with his left hand for a whole day, and Bai Yunjian didn't ask to learn new things. He caught a bucket of fish by the river, and he didn't leave at night, but burned it for Mu Linxing. A pot of fish soup.

With a short mouth for eating people, Mu Linxing said thank you to Bai Yunjian unnaturally.

"You're welcome." Bai Yunjian said indifferently, "Replenish Dad's brains."

This pervert called Dad, with grandson written on his face, Mu Linxing wanted to scold someone, but he had been beaten by Bai Yunjian for the past few days, and he lost his temper. Turn off the fire.After Bai Yunjian left, his blood boiled all over his body, and he didn't stop painting until late at night.

On the seventh day, that is, today, the weather? It was sunny, and the white clouds came to sketch by the river.

Facing the river among the white clouds, the brushstrokes are drawn like human beings.

It was a handsome manga boy basking in the sun by the corridor, with a tuft of hair on the back of his head, drinking milk tea.Mu Linxing recognized Huang Heyuan with that tuft of hair, and felt that he had eaten a ton of dog food silently, "You asked me to teach you how to draw, so you didn't want to draw a portrait of Huang Heyuan? , and give it to him?"

"No. No. You think it's so beautiful." Bai Yunjian looked at the blue sky, a little bit disgusted with himself, "My real starting point is very despicable." He didn't want Huang Heyuan to care so much about Mu Linxing , decided to solve the problem for Huang Heyuan first, so that on weekends, Huang Heyuan would have time to come out and play with him instead of helping Mu Linxing sell tea eggs.He knew there were problems with such thinking, but he couldn't control himself, and the more he tried to control, the more he lost control.

Mu Linxing: "Despicable... do you want to draw his color map?"

Bai Yunjian: "...?"

"I advise you to draw something serious," Mu Linxing said, "There must be a lot of people at his birthday party. If your present is opened in public, the fun will immediately turn into a nightmare."

"Birthday?" Bai Yunjian tilted his head to look at Mu Linxing, "When is his birthday?"

"Today. February 2." Mu Linxing was puzzled, "You don't know?"

Bai Yunjian seemed boneless at first? He slumped on the beach chair, and slowly sat up when he heard the words, "How do you know?"

Mu Linxing: "He invited me. Didn't he invite you?"

Bai Yunjian immediately stood up from the beach chair, subconsciously put his hand into his pocket, and fumbled for nothing—his mobile phone was still locked in the safe.

Mu Linxing took out a red envelope from his pocket, "You will go to his birthday party, right? Send me a red envelope."

"go by yourself."

"...not going." Those who went to Huang Heyuan's birthday party must be Gu Haiyu and the like? The second generation of officials and the second generation of wealth, he went there would be tantamount to humiliating himself, "Me and him, no, and You are not from the same world."

"The seven days are up, and I want to tell you something." Bai Yunjian shook his left hand, "Actually, I am left-handed."

Mu Linxing opened his mouth blankly, and it took him a while to react, and asked incredulously, "...you've been acting all this time? You've been pretending from the beginning to the end?"

"Yes, so it's normal for me to learn faster than you." Bai Yunjian pointed to Mu Linxing's painting, "I forcibly corrected it until my right hand took a summer vacation to do it like you. You are very ?sharp."

Mu Linxing: "..."

Bai Yunjian took Mu Linxing's red envelope, "I'll give it to you this time. For Huang Heyuan's birthday next year, you can give him a copy of your own painting."