A box of light gray blue

After class at noon, Fu Zhongzhou was taken directly to the principal's office.

The principal just made tea, and the smell of black tea permeated the office, which still couldn't conceal his anxiety.He touched the thinning hair on his head and wiped the sweat from his forehead.

"Little Fu, what's going on..." The principal hung up the phone and motioned him to sit down, "Your parents have been calling me and asking me what's going on. You... didn't talk to me. Did they say?"

Fu Zhongzhou had a cold face. "no need."

"Uh... Didn't you fill out Qingmei in the volunteer application? Why do you feel like you have to repeat it now?"

"I didn't fill in the beauty, I lied to you."

The headmaster was stunned, "Then...then you fill it out..."

"Big Z," Fu Zhongzhou interrupted him with a smile without waiting for him to finish, "but now I don't want to read anymore."

"Why don't you discuss such a big matter with your teachers and parents?" The principal was a little anxious and lost his sense of words, "University Z, you can pass the test with 40 points less! How can you mess around with such a big matter? "

Fu Zhongzhou's attitude was very good, "Yes, I was fooling around, so I choose to repeat it now."

"you……"

The headmaster was so angry that he couldn't speak. After a long while, he had to lean back and take a sip of tea.

The mobile phone on the table rang again, and the headmaster glanced at the familiar caller, and immediately sweat broke out from his brow again.

He stuffed the phone into Fu Zhongzhou's hand, "You answer it, you answer it yourself."

Holding the vibrating phone, Fu Zhongzhou hesitated for a while.A few days ago, his parents called him, but he hung up directly.Calling grandpa, he didn't bother to care what they were talking about.

He was brought up by his grandparents since he was a child.His parents never taught him for business, and they didn't even come back to accompany him for the college entrance examination.Now that he even finished filling out his application, the two of them remembered that he was going to take the exam?

Fu Zhongzhou picked up the phone, got up and left the office, and pressed the answer button.

"……Hey."

The male voice on the other side of the phone was almost yelling and cursing: "Stinky boy! You have to go back to re-study after being admitted to Tsinghua University instead of going to Tsinghua University? Wait for me to come back and see if your brain is broken!"

"Yeah, it was crashed." Fu Zhongzhou's voice even brought a smile, "It seems worthwhile for you to come back to see your son after crashing your brain. Otherwise, grandpa and I won't see you for a year."

There was another sound of comfort on the phone. Mother Fu answered the phone. Although she didn't directly scold her, she sounded very angry.

"Zhouzhou, how can you not discuss this kind of thing with your family? Does your grandfather know?"

"Yes. He said he supported me."

"Oh, your grandfather is too old to understand these things. You should discuss it with us."

Fu Zhongzhou took a breath, "I think grandpa is very clear, much clearer than you. Discuss with you? Have you ever given me a chance to discuss it since I was a child?"

After saying this, he hung up the phone and added this number to the blacklist by the way.

There is no one in the corridor.He leaned against the door, covered his eyes with his arms, and let out a long breath.

Those who should break up are also divided, and this mistake can no longer be changed.But he doesn't want to be scolded by his indifferent parents when he decides to start over.

On the contrary, he liked what that little fan said - if he likes the moon, then go pick it.

As long as this sentence of encouragement is enough, it is enough for him to climb out of the quagmire of breaking up with Xie Yan.As long as someone still likes him through the screen, he has the strength to start over.

Back in the office, the principal didn't say anything at last, promised to waive his tuition and let him go.

Fu Zhongzhou wandered all the way back to the studio, and the other students had already gone to eat.He walked into the empty classroom, only to find that Xu Wei was still sitting in the corner.

Xu Wei wore headphones and was still drawing the content of the morning.He bent over, clamped the sketchpad between his legs, and there were several painted human bodies scattered around his feet.

Fu Zhongzhou walked over with light steps, stared at the hair on the top of his head for a while, then bent down to pick up the painting on the ground.

"You don't need to fight like this." He sat back on his seat, arranged the paintings he picked up and placed them under Xu Yun's easel.

Xu Wei couldn't hear with earphones on, so he frowned and asked him, "What did you say?"

Fu Zhongzhou was a little helpless, and reached out to take off his right earphone.

"I said, have you eaten yet?"

"No," Xu Wei didn't bother to care about him, and continued to draw, "I want to draw a little longer." He paused, and asked, "The principal is looking for you?"

"Well, you said you would give me [-] yuan, do you believe it?"

"Do not believe."

Xu Wei was in no mood to joke with him.

Fu Zhongzhou was idle and had nothing to do, so he stuffed the removed earphones into his ears.

"What are you listening to..."

Before putting on the earphones, he listened to the rock and roll of the last century.Xu Wei turned up the volume so loudly that the sound of the drum set made him almost deaf. "No way," he was startled, and quickly took off the earphones, "Listen to such a violent song while drawing?"

Seeing this scene from the corner of his eye, Xu Wei couldn't help but bend the corners of his mouth.

It was rare for Fu Zhongzhou to see this arrogant guy smiling, and he also found it novel, and his depressed mood improved a lot.

"...Are you out of the predicament of broken love?"

After Xu Wei finished drawing, he stretched himself and talked to him.

"Almost." Fu Zhongzhou returned the earphones to him, "One more year, it's normal for those who study art to repeat for several years."

He straightened his legs and dangled them against the legs of the easel.Xu Wei looked at him, wondering why this man was able to talk about the major events of his life so easily.There are too many uncertain factors in the art examination. Even if he got several certificates last year, there is no guarantee that he will be able to pass Tsinghua this year.

What's more, how can I continue to maintain a cultural score of more than 600 points if I repeat the study for a year?

Just thinking about it gave Xu Wei a headache for him.

Falling in love is troublesome, it's better to be a closeted single.

Xu Wei finally failed to starve until the afternoon. After finishing the painting, he went downstairs to buy a hamburger.In order to be considerate of his new deskmate who had just lost love and successfully promoted to a repeat student, he bought an extra one very considerately.

But thinking of this person giving him a high score and feeding him chicken soup, I was still very upset.

Back in the studio, several students who had already had lunch came back to continue painting.Xu Wei carried the hamburger to the back row, only to find that Fu Zhongzhou had fallen asleep.

Fu Zhongzhou leaned back against the storage shelf, with his legs resting on the paint box, and his clothes and hat covered most of his face.He was wearing earphones, and his chest rose and fell slightly with his breathing, probably because he was extremely tired to sleep so deeply.

Xu Wei sighed and walked around between the seats in the front row.

He was about to sit down, but found that the morning practice was still on his seat.Xu Wei picked up the paintings and glanced at them, and saw the traces of modification on the paintings.Many places with problematic proportions were marked with pencil, and even written notes.There are very few words written, but the content is very detailed.The head, neck and shoulder perspective is wrong, the position of the arm muscles is different, etc., which are more detailed than what the teacher said.

Perhaps it would be nice to have such a deskmate.

Thinking so, Xu Wei put the hamburger on Fu Zhongzhou's pencil case, put on his earphones and went to sleep.

Pure music was playing in the earphones, and when the violin was played, sleepiness swept over.

However, as soon as he fell asleep against the wall, Fu Zhongzhou opened his eyes.

It's been a long time since I sat and slept in the studio, and I really can't fall asleep.When Xu Wei came, he was not asleep at all, but seeing this man's careful not to wake him up, he thought it was a bit amusing, so he continued to pretend to be asleep.

When he opened his eyes, he saw the hamburger on the pencil case. He stretched out his hand and squeezed it, but it was still hot.

Taking off the earphones, the studio was so quiet that there was no sound at all.Fu Zhongzhou turned his head to look at his new deskmate, and found that he was leaning against the wall, crossing his legs, and fell asleep in a cool posture.

Xu Wei's appearance is a bit unnatural, even in his sleep, his sharp eyebrows and eyes make him seem very difficult to provoke.He just leaned in the corner to catch up on sleep, looking like a sleeping beast, and the kind that gets up very angry.

Fu Zhongzhou ate his hamburger while looking at his side face in a daze.

Maybe it wasn't unreasonable for him to regard Xu Wei as Xie Yan after he was drunk.This person is the same as Xie Yan, although he always looks like a stranger, he is actually a soft and principled person.It might be interesting to get along with this person for half a year.

Thinking so, he took out his phone on a whim, wanting to take a black photo of Xu Yun, so as to get revenge on him.

However, when he took out his phone, he saw a smile on his face on the screen.

Fu Zhongzhou was startled, he was stunned for a while, and put down the phone.

He is very sober now, neither dreaming nor drinking, how could he unconsciously confuse Xu Wei and Xie Yan again?