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Ji Yusheng was stunned for a while when he heard the words, opened his mouth and looked a little dazed, then raised his eyebrows and thought for a while, and suddenly said with a look of sudden realization:

"Ah! Is it the painting involved in the next lesson?"

But when he was previewing the reading materials, he hadn't seen any paintings related to rain, but the next class will start to talk about oriental paintings. Some oriental paintings, such as chaotic rocks, are more abstract. Could it be that he missed something? ?Would Song Shihe feel that he was not rigorous because of this?While Ji Yusheng was thinking so nervously, he looked at Song Shihe worriedly.

When Song Shihe asked the question, he was thinking about his reaction after saying this sentence, maybe it was red ears, maybe he asked in confusion, he had already thought about how to deal with these, but in the end he received an unexpected reaction , so now he is a little at a loss.

He was the only one who was misunderstood during the confession as checking the homework preview.

Feeling a little funny, Song Shihe, who couldn't help but feel that Shengsheng who thought this way was especially cute, looked at Ji Yusheng and laughed in a low voice.

Feeling at a loss for Song Shihe's inexplicable behavior, Ji Yusheng asked:

"Mr. Song...?"

"Shengsheng is really a good student." Song Shihe lifted his finger to his forehead, shook his head and sighed with a smile.

"When my mind is full of spring rain, all you think about is schoolwork and study."

"What... what?"

Song Shihe smiled and said:

"I have to learn from Shengsheng."

"Mr. Song, are you being sarcastic?" Ji Yusheng asked hotly.

"I don't use satire as a creative method."

"What does this mean one by one?" When Ji Yusheng was annoyed, suddenly a few drops of rainwater dripped on the back of his hand. He and Song Shihe looked up, only to realize that the eaves where he and Song Shihe sheltered from the rain were actually not the same, but There is a piece of cloth connecting the two eaves.Because of the heavy rain, the piece of cloth with a difficult task fell off from the corner of the left eaves, causing the cover between the eaves to be lost.

And now, he happened to be standing with most of his body in the uncovered place between the eaves.

"Shengsheng, stand over there, so as not to get caught in the rain."

Ji Yusheng followed Song Shihe's words and stood under another roof. After standing there, he felt a little chilly, maybe because he was far away from another heat source.

While waiting for the rain to stop, there was also a patter of rain between them. Song Shihe saw the wind blowing up a few petals in the opposite flower bush, and the petals fell with the wind to the pool of rainwater in front of his feet. The five petals came from different flowers. The petals floated on the water, as if they had become a new, fully opened flower. Seeing this scene, he suddenly thought of something, and turned his head to share it with Ji Yusheng, but he saw what he saw from his angle, as if melting In the rain but not eroded life.

"Shengsheng,"

"Huh?" Ji Yusheng, who was watching the rain, turned his head to look at Song Shihe when he heard the sound, the raindrops that wet his hair followed his movements and fell from his brows to the corners of his eyes, like winter snow falling on the highest branches. , disturbed his eyes, so Ji Yusheng half-closed his right eye and looked at him.

Song Shihe didn't know what to say for a moment, he just saw such a life, so he instinctively wanted to call him uncontrollably.Just when he was worried that he couldn't find a suitable topic, he suddenly saw Shengsheng's collar pulled away because of running.So he reached out and wanted to point to that position and tell Shengsheng to pull up his clothes, but Ji Yusheng turned to him completely at this moment because he thought he couldn't hear him, and then Song Shihe saw Ji Yusheng's ivory-like dew skin.

Song Shihe gritted his teeth, stretched out his hand to his collar, said, "Sorry, I'm sorry.", and helped him to tie his collar.

Even though he was very careful, his fingertips still swept across the skin quietly, and when he withdrew his hand, the fingertips were already stained with the heat of spring.

"Thank you." Ji Yusheng, who was mostly covered by the rain, didn't know what happened. He only realized that his clothes had been pulled up, so he thanked him.

"Occasionally, I also want to know how to draw." Song Shihe stretched out his hand outside the eaves and said suddenly, the rain kissed his fingertips reverently, and then flowed away from between the fingers.In his eyes, the moment the rain falls on the skin, it evaporates instantly.

Ji Yusheng's half-closed right eye opened in surprise, and the rain from his eyebrows flowed into his eyes, forcing Ji Yusheng to close his eyes.

So he didn't see the spring hidden in Song Shihe's eyes and the unbearable mood:

I want to help you kiss the cold raindrops that make you uncomfortable and cry, and I want to protect you from letting any petals fall to the muddy ground.

As always thought.

"I want to seize the inspiration to draw a picture for "him", and then hang it in the most eye-catching position in the home."

When Ji Yusheng's eyes were covered by the rain, Song Shihe boldly turned his head and said to him as if venting.

When Ji Yusheng opened his eyes again, what he heard when he looked directly at Song Shihe was this sentence. He always felt that Song Shihe's words meant something, and he also felt that the person "pointed" to by this meaning was all

So he averted his eyes for a moment, then lowered his head.

Ji Yusheng felt very ashamed of his reverie.He felt that he should know that the poet's words like this should not be taken seriously, they are just accidental inspiration and habits.

Song Shihe looked at the flushed nape of his lowered head and said:

"But I don't know how to draw. Now that I think about it, I feel like I'm useless. I can't even capture the static beauty, let alone the dynamic beauty."

Obviously until just now, he didn't care about the fact that he can't paint. Even if he was ridiculed for being a half-baked "famous" artist before, he never minded.Because he knows his abilities, what he needs and what he can achieve.

But now he wants to be able to draw by himself, even if he doesn't have this ability yet, because he wants to capture the beauty of movement.

"Actually, artists can't paint. It sounds like a joke, doesn't it?"

Hearing Song Shihe's regret, even in a sad tone, Ji Yusheng thought it was a perfect artist who was very troubled by his only shortcoming, so he raised his head to comfort him and said:

"But Mr. Song has the ability to appreciate beauty."

At this time, a butterfly with light blue patterned wings suddenly flew over the flowers in front of the eaves in the rain, stopped on the tallest flower, and flew to the lowest flower after a while.

Seeing this scene, Ji Yusheng suddenly saw a painting with nectar painted on the frame, so he said:

"Without Mr. Song, butterflies would not be found in many paintings, and many butterflies would be tired of the world because they could not pick nectar. The reason why people can get closer to the god of beauty and the reason why the world can be colorful is art. A credit to connoisseurs."

"As Mr. Song said, it is true that everyone has the ability to appreciate beauty, but art connoisseurs can further inspire them and open their eyes to more possibilities, so that everyone can see the subtle beauty and let everyone The monotonous life has become richer. Or is it like a camera? But it is more humane than a camera, making beauty more alive and real, and more contagious. After all, in such a hurried world, many People don’t have the chance to calm down and find beauty even if they want it very much.”

"So, I'm glad there are people like you, Mr. Song, in this world."