A box of light gray blue

On September [-]th, the third day for the Yimei students in Xixing Village of Sketching.

Xu Yu didn't fall asleep at all last night, and lay with his eyes open all night.By the time the morning light came out of the window, it was already five o'clock in the morning.

After breakfast, everyone went to the village in teams.Peng Peng followed Xu Yu all the way, stealthily peeping at his dark circles.Xu Yan didn't have the mood to pay attention to him at all, and followed the team down the mountain, eating buns and drinking milk.It looks quite resistant, but in fact, the feet are already so vain that they are about to float.

"Insomnia?" Peng Peng hurried over, leaving Xiang Yong behind. "Are you all right? I saw Brother Zhou come back at around three o'clock last night. He looked lost and went out after lying down for two hours."

"Don't mention him." Xu Yu couldn't stand Peng Peng talking to him with a strawberry on his neck, "Go away, your elder brother is single again."

Peng Peng gasped, and opened his mouth wide enough to stuff an egg. "No, why?" He still wanted to gossip, but Xu Yan gave him a slap in the face, so he quickly covered his mouth. "Okay, I won't ask anymore, I wish you a happy single."

After finishing speaking, he slipped to the back to find his brother Xiang Yong.

Xu Yu hadn't seen Fu Zhongzhou since the morning, but only had a quick glimpse at the restaurant on the first floor.He was with Ye Zhize's group, huddled in front of him and hugged behind him. He looked extremely majestic, that is to say, his face was a little pale.

Now he is in the repetition class in front of him, and the young couple in the back, and he seems to be the one who is alone.Xu Chang didn't care, he used to be like this in high school, the scope of communication was limited to the front and rear tables and the same table, and the chatting object was only the girl at the same table.As long as he no longer thinks about that person, his life can only be regarded as returning to the previous track.

Thinking of this, he lowered his head and turned on his phone and began to scan Weibo.

I was too busy during this time, and I didn't even see Mrs. Xiaochuan's update.Xu Yan followed the steps of the students in front of him and clicked on the homepage of Mrs. Xiaochuan.

In September, Mrs. Xiaochuan only updated one of the saved manuscripts, and never released any news.Opening the communication group again, Xu Yu unhurriedly flipped through the chat records for several days, but he didn't see the boat go online.The last time she chatted in the group, she was still asking for recommendations for male and female novels.

...This is, have you become obsessed with male literature?

Still stuck in the bottleneck period, so I didn't draw any more?

For some reason, Xu Chang felt that the boat had returned to the state of June.He is obviously just a little fan who has been diving silently for many years, but he always regards any movement of the boat as an important and secret thought, just like...

It's like a secret love, although he knows it's impossible.

Xu Yu laughed at himself secretly, if only he could really like a girl.It seems that I don't have any reservations about Fu Zhongzhou. Thinking about it this way, I have a lot of psychological balance.

The place of sketching this morning is the field outside the village.Xu Yan took out his painting utensils from the storage point, and when he was walking out of the storage store, he met a group of people head-on.

"Xu Yu!" Ye Zhize called his name excitedly, but the last syllable was whimpered back into his stomach.Xu Chang didn't know what was going on with this man, so he moved his gaze back a few inches and understood.

Fu Zhongzhou stood behind him, staring at the ground with lowered eyebrows, completely ignoring him.

The look in his eyes was different from that of the studio god who usually had a smile on his face. Seeing his expression, Xu Yan felt an inexplicable desire to provoke in his heart.

"Morning, are you here to get things too?" He greeted Ye Zhize and the others, but his eyes were fixed on Fu Zhongzhou.

Ye Zhize panicked and forgot what Fu Zhongzhou told him just now, scratched his head in embarrassment and said, "Yes, yes, come and get something."

Before he could finish speaking, Fu Zhongzhou walked over silently, bypassing Xu Chang as if he was air, and went straight into the storage point.

Xu Chang took a deep breath and silently clenched his fists.He punched the wall yesterday, and the flesh on his joints was smashed to pieces, and now he seems to feel the pain.

He turned around and glanced at the figure from behind, then swallowed his anger and pushed the car away.

Back at the assembly point, there were already many students sitting dotted among the fields and fields.Xu Yan was depressed, and was upset when he saw those noisy guys, so he picked a corner and sat down.

The villages in Xixing Village are all built together, and extending from the road to the mountains and forests is an endless field.The ears of rice in September are bright yellow, and the neatly arranged haystacks are cut into yellow and blue pieces in the sun, like an oil painting by an impressionist painter.

Xu Yan made all the preparations, put on the earphones and started to draw.

Nothing distracts him more than painting.When the brush is stained with paint and applied to the clean drawing paper, all the fluctuating emotions are evened out.

The pure piano music overflowed from the earphones, creating a barrier for him to isolate himself from the world.

On the other side, there is the same soothing pure music in someone's earphones.

"Brother Zhou, why don't you rest for a while." Ye Zhize squatted beside him, scratching his bright yellow hair in distress.

The sketching location of the repetition class is under the archway at the entrance of the village, which is the most lively place with the most tourists in Xixing Village.Fu Zhongzhou sat on the edge of the bridge wearing headphones and turned up the volume to the maximum.

Jiang Jing ran out from the entrance of the village, holding a large handful of fried rice cakes in her hand. "Come, come, the extra meal is here!"

A group of people didn't eat much oily food in the morning, so they rushed to grab it.Jiang Jing divided them one by one like raising cubs, and handed the last one to Fu Zhongzhou.

"Let's eat something," the salty and hot fried rice cake smell floated into Fu Zhongzhou's nose.He took off the earphones, glanced at Jiang Jing as if he didn't realize it, took a bite of the rice cake.

"Thank you."

His voice was so hoarse that he couldn't make a sound, Jiang Jing was taken aback, turned around and blinked at Ye Zhize. "What's wrong?" She glanced at Fu Zhongzhou's slightly swollen eyes behind the lenses.

Ye Zhize quietly mouthed at her from behind:

And, was, dumped, again.

Jiang Jing had only a half-knowledge of the truth, so she frowned and began to curse: "Which stinky little sister with no eyes is so heartless! Brother Zhou, don't be angry, at worst, I'll take my sister to block her tomorrow!"

"No," Fu Zhongzhou's voice was still hoarse, so he coughed lightly to clear his throat. "You can't beat him."

After two or three mouthfuls of fried rice cakes, Ye Zhize wanted to chase Jiang Jing away, "Don't be mad at you brother Zhou, go back and draw your paintings."

"Okay, let's go now." Jiang Jing shrugged, "Brother Zhou, don't be angry, there are too many good sisters, I will introduce you."

"Hey, why are you so wordy?" Seeing Fu Zhongzhou's ashen face, Ye Zhize hurried to push Jiang Jing, "Let's go, brother Zhou is enough with me, don't punish those good sisters and bad sisters."

Jiang Jing rolled her eyes and finally left.Ye Zhize sighed, and sat back beside Fu Zhongzhou.

There are too many students in the repeat class, and the teacher can't manage it at all. It basically depends on everyone's self-discipline.Fu Zhongzhou went down the mountain early in the morning. He has been drawing non-stop since he entered the village. No one cares about the strokes and landscape colors.

"Brother Zhou," Ye Zhize felt a little worried when he saw his unusual speed, "You are self-abuse..."

Fu Zhongzhou didn't say a word, and even put on his earphones.

"How about I take you to drink?" Ye Zhize raised his voice, "Don't hold back when you're sad, it's not good for your liver." Speaking of this, he seemed to have found a good reason to comfort him, so he moved closer, "Let me tell you, you will lose your hair like this. Look, what if a handsome guy is bald? Girl... you can find another boyfriend, but baldness is not easy to cure."

"Understood." Fu Zhongzhou took off the earphones with some helplessness, and looked back at him listlessly, "Can you say a few words less, if I am not bald, I will be bald because of you."

"That's right!" Ye Zhize grinned, showing a somewhat naughty smile, "Go, I'll take you to catch crabs!"

"... Catch crabs?"

"That's right, it's over there." Ye Zhize pointed to a small pool of water flowing down from the mountain in the distance. "We went there to play yesterday. We caught a lot of small crabs and threw them into buckets for raising. We plan to skewer them and roast them in a few days."

Fu Zhongzhou's head was full of black lines, "Do you think someone like me who has slept for less than two hours is suitable for this?"

It seems that it is not suitable.Ye Zhize scratched his head, "Let's go drink."

As the two talked, a yellow and white tabby cat walked over gracefully.Seeing that Ye Zhize liked it, he called the cat over after a few words of teasing.

"No." Fu Zhongzhou bent down and mixed some peach red from the paint box into the dark gray, and pressed it on the painting, "Go yourself, I will paint."

"Brother, how dare I?" Ye Zhize lay down on the grass along the way, and tricked the little wild cat into his arms, "Hey, do you think you have the physique to break up?"

Fu Zhongzhou didn't speak, and deliberately splashed water on Ye Zhize while washing his pen.

"Wrong, wrong," Ye Zhize immediately jumped up, and then patted Fu Zhongzhou's shoulder seriously again, "seriously, you should check yourself to see what's going on. I don't think Xu Yu...he doesn't seem like a The kind of random guy."

"It's my problem." Fu Zhongzhou said calmly.

"Then what are you going to do, reform and get him back?" Ye Zhize hugged the little wild cat.The little thing looks fierce, and the more Ye Zhize looked at it, the more he wanted to make fun of it, so he held the cat in one hand, and reached into the bucket with the other to take a small pen, dipped some red paint, and planned to give the little wild cat a big red mole.

Seeing the nib approaching, the little wild cat got anxious, and broke free to run away with a loud "meow".Ye Zhize was startled, and the tip of the pen poked a big red dot on its head.

"Why are you running!"

He reached out to grab its legs, but the cat was too fast.The little wild cat was frightened, turned around and fled backwards, but when it lifted its front foot, its back foot stepped into Fu Zhongzhou's paint box.

The size of the jelly paint was just about the width of a cat's paw. When Fu Zhongzhou looked down, the little wild cat's entire paw had turned a fluorescent pink, and it was fleeing away shaking its fur.

"Stop for me!"

Ye Zhize competed with it, and ran after it.

However, the kitten only cares about running for its life, how could it know what is under its feet?It bypassed the archway and ran towards the field where it could hide its figure, stepping on a row of fluorescent cat paws along the way.

Fu Zhongzhou was too lazy to participate in this kind of thing. Fortunately, the paint that was stepped on by cats was not commonly used.He looked at Ye Zhize who was chasing him far away, and then continued to draw.

However, he had only been painting quietly for less than 5 minutes, when an angry and arrogant curse came from the field, echoing in the open space at the entrance of the village.

"——Whose cat! A paw of paint stepped on my painting, is it a fight?"