A box of light gray blue

Sit, come, me, beside, side, come.

Everyone looked back one after another and saw Xu Wei standing in the corner with his knees bent.

Fu Zhongzhou didn't think there was anything wrong with what he said, and even waved his hand as if teasing a child.

"..."

Xu Wei gritted his back molars, picked up his ponytail, and squeezed through a path that everyone barely made way for.

"Come on," Fu Zhongzhou moved thoughtfully, letting him sit next to him, "Sit here."

The sister with two ponytails in the front row pursed her lips and hummed a few words: "Senior, let me sit next to you."

Her voice was soft, and a word made everyone laugh.

Xu Wei felt that Fu Zhongzhou was deliberately making him laugh, and his ears were turning red.

He swallowed his anger and sat on the left side of Fu Zhongzhou. The younger sister with two ponytails who was sitting in the first row was mostly blocked by him.

Fu Zhongzhou smiled at him, the smugness in his eyes was unbearable.

"Okay," he withdrew his gaze, and his expression became serious again.He stood up, grabbed the marker pen on the table, and wrote a few flamboyant characters on the whiteboard.

"Joint Examination".

"Today, I will replace your teacher and tell you about the joint entrance examination of art." He pushed his glasses and smiled at the students in the studio, "Among you, how many of you want to work in related fields because you like painting Occupation, did you come to learn?"

In the crowd, a few hands were sparsely raised.

Of course Xu Wei was also considered this type of person, he hesitated for a moment, then raised his hand.

He wants to be like Mrs. Xiaochuan, who is gentle and talented, with rich and beautiful pictures, who can be liked by many people.

Fu Zhongzhou waved his hand, motioning for them to put it down.

"I want to make it clear at the very beginning," he drew two circles on the whiteboard, "the art test is not a shortcut. If you just want to go to college and don't like art, I hope you think about it, yes You shouldn't be going back to high school right now."

The younger sister with two ponytails muttered in a low voice: "Drawing, from getting started to giving up."

Fu Zhongzhou heard it and smiled at her. "Yes, for those who don't love painting, sitting here and drawing every day is a kind of torture. This kind of torture not only exists before the exam, but also will accompany you in your life and work in the future. So I hope that everyone can carefully Think clearly."

"No matter how many schools we test, we can only choose one in the end, so please think clearly."

He made such a conclusion, and when he lowered his head, he met Xu Wei's probing gaze.

The young man had high eyebrows, and a pair of raised eyes seemed to be asking him questions.

For some reason, Fu Zhongzhou felt a little flustered.He pushed back his glasses, trying to hide his thoughts.

"Then, let's talk about the content of the exams over the years and the next teaching arrangement..."

He turned his back and wrote on the whiteboard, as if he didn't see Xu Yun's eyes just now.

His thinking was very smooth, and he explained the content of the exam syllabus, past exam questions, and exam scope clearly, concisely and without nonsense.It is rare for these students who must sleep in the lectures not to fall asleep, listening attentively.

Xu Wei just stared at Fu Zhongzhou's hand holding the pen in a daze, and he didn't listen to a word of those contents.

After Fu Zhongzhou finished speaking, there was another round of question-and-answer sessions.

At first, everyone was still asking questions about the exam, and after chatting, they began to gossip about Zhongzhou.

"What kind of girls do seniors like?" The twin-tailed sister was still very enthusiastic and asked him with a smile.

"Girls..." Fu Zhongzhou thought about it seriously, "It's more thoughtful."

"Where's the boy!"

Peng Peng's voice came from the corner, his round face was flushed, and those who didn't know thought he was going to confess his love to Fu Zhongzhou.

Everyone was silent for a second, and then burst into laughter.

Xu Wei's back felt a little cold, and his fingers tightly clenched the corner of his clothes.

Surprisingly, Fu Zhongzhou didn't feel disgusted. Instead, he replied half-jokingly: "Boys, of course I like cute and cute ones, and I also like those with fierce tits."

As soon as these words came out, some girls were already screaming and started craving cp on the spot.

Xu Wei was very speechless, thinking to himself, why don't you like the stupid big guy who turns into a crying bag after drunk.

This "first lesson of admission" passed in inexplicable laughter.Fu Zhongzhou distributed the sketch materials to be used in the evening, put on his satchel and left.

Xu Wei returned to his seat tiredly, but inexplicably remembered Fu Zhongzhou's drunken words in his mind.

Give up Tsinghua Academy of Fine Arts for you...

Tsk, falling in love is troublesome.

He shook his head in his heart, shaking out everything about Fu Zhongzhou.He came to paint, but he didn't have time to think about other people's gossip.

It was [-]:[-] in the afternoon, and he was going to have a quick dinner, then come back and start painting.

"Xu Yanyun!" Peng Peng poked his head out from behind the drawing board, "Shall we go eat?"

Xu Wei was shocked by this nickname.He silently recited "I am a straight man" ten times, and stopped the corners of his mouth from twitching uncontrollably.

He is not interested in boys with a baby voice.

"Hey, 麺麺," Peng Peng leaned over and whispered, "You can do me a favor."

"what?"

At this time, everyone in the studio was almost gone, except for the two of them who had nothing to do, and there was only one person sitting in the front row by the window.

The man was doing the styling very seriously, and in his hand was the still life photo that Fu Zhongzhou had just sent.His hair was a little long, and his bangs covered his eyes from the side, making it impossible to see his face clearly.Although he painted very hard, but the effect of the picture is really...

"Help me strike up a conversation." Peng Peng winked, "I'm sorry...but he's really cute."

"Huh?" Xu Wei looked at him in disbelief.The other party looked significantly taller than Peng Peng. Is this what he called a "cute boy"?

"Well, help me this time, just once..."

"Okay, okay." Xu Wei stood up impatiently, "Bring me milk tea."

He straightened his clothes, lifted his legs and walked over.

Unexpectedly, the first time I strike up a conversation in my life is to help others.

He stood behind the buddy, thought for a while, and praised:

"You... draw so easily."

The little brother paused for a moment while holding the pencil.

Xu Wei thought about it.

When he looked back, Peng Peng's expression was distorted as if he had eaten bitter melon.His language organization ability is completely negative, and it is estimated that he will not be able to help Peng Peng at this time.

Unexpectedly, the little brother turned his head happily, raised the tails of his eyes covered by bangs, and replied with a smile: "Thank you, I also think the drawing is very easy. The styling is just a little easier."

His smile was very natural, as if he was really happy because of Xu Wei's extravagant praise.

Xu Wei took another look at his horrific scene, and suddenly felt sad for him.

In the end, this inexplicable strike-up ended successfully, and the three went to the cafeteria to eat together.

The younger brother's name is Mo Qinghua, but his name is seven years away from his painting.But despite that, the people are very kind and friendly.

"Actually, I repeated it for a year," he chatted while eating. "Last year, I was tricked into going to a small local studio. The teachers there didn't teach seriously at all, and my level was not good. When I failed the exam, they invited me to repeat it." , saying that the tuition fee will be halved."

"Why is this so?" Peng Peng poked his chopsticks into a piece of fried egg angrily, "It's disgusting, isn't this a waste of your youth!"

Mo Qinghua smiled wryly, "I can't help it. By the time I transferred to Yimei, it was already November. After I finished the entrance exam, I didn't take the school exam again, so I went back to study culture directly."

"Have you stayed at Yimei before?" Xu Wei asked.

"Well, the teaching assistant in class today is my classmate." He showed an envious look, "He is so good, I guess it will take five or six years to repeat his studies to reach that level."

"He is so good, he should be able to go to a good school." Peng Peng sighed for Mo Qinghua, "It's okay, we will fight again this year."

"Fu Zhongzhou, he should go to Tsinghua Academy of Fine Arts." Mo Qinghua sighed.

Xu Wei couldn't help interjecting, "But I heard that he is going to give up Tsinghua Academy of Fine Arts."

Mo Qinghua was stunned for a moment, and then showed a helpless expression. "Maybe it's because of his girlfriend... no, ex-girlfriend. I don't know very well, but if that's the case, it's a pity."