No one wants to stop me from studying hard

It will be a week after the end of the Haiyuan Festival, and Chi also feels that he is no longer happy.

He finds that he loses interest in everything, and even his favorite game can't bring him back the joy.

This is all due to the school's inhumane examination system. Yes, the head teacher brought a bad news and a bad news one day.

The final exam is coming soon.

Some people who did not meet the judging standards in the exam (especially Akiya Kirihara in our class) could not participate in club activities or competitions.

Ah life...

Kelp held the pen with her head, feeling cold and piercing.

Where is this summer? It must be winter, right?

Baicha also has this idea, and the friendship of childhood sweethearts seems to resonate in an instant.

Separated by a wall,? But they all comprehend life at the same time.

Of course, the final exam won't make Bai Cha fluctuate like this.

It is such a portrait in the art class of cultivating sentiment.

The so-called sketch is a painting that uses a single color to express changes in brightness, and it is generally the basis of painting.

She understands the truth.

Bai Cha sat in front of the easel, staring at the painting in front of him with breathless concentration, and it took a long time before he put down the charcoal pencil in his hand.

"All right?"

A question came from the front of the canvas, and the girl with a clear face was sitting right in front of her, and only then moved her body when she saw this.

"Thank you Sakura for being my model." Baicha expressed his gratitude to his friend for their great help.

"Ara, don't be so polite~ We are good friends," Ichinose Sakura twisted her sore neck, "How is the painting? Let me see—"

She tilted her head, and the moment her eyes touched the canvas, the sound stopped abruptly.

"This,? This is Momotaro?" she subconsciously blurted out.

Baicha glanced at her suspiciously, "Sakura can't say that about herself."

With a 'bang' sound, Ichinose Sakura's pupils trembled, "So this,? Is this me...?"

She looked uncertainly for a while, trying to find a shadow similar to herself in a pile of black lines.

So she became more and more silent...

"Well," Bai Cha said seriously, without the slightest hint of joking, "I drew Sakura in a kendo uniform."

If it weren't for the girl's sincere expression, Ichinose Sakura said uncertainly: "So... so..."

Hearing this, maybe her tone was too hesitant, Baicha couldn't help asking: "Isn't it pretty?"

Being stared at with pure eyes, Ichinose Sakura hurriedly waved her hands, "Why, how come?"

She gritted her teeth, and picked up the painting in one go, and put it next to her face, "Hahaha, it's very similar, I like it very much hahaha"

Baicha understood, and looked at the girl excitedly, "It turns out that Sakura likes it so much."

She stroked the pen in her hand, "The teacher said I didn't have much talent in this area since elementary school, but Sakura gave me great encouragement."

Looking at her friend immersed in memories, Ichinose Sakura almost burst into tears. It turned out that it was not her own aesthetic problem...

However, she couldn't bear to see the girl's low (?) look, so she comforted her: "It's the teacher who doesn't understand, Xiaocha's paintings are still very good, just like Picasso..."

She paused, and her voice became softer after speaking, so that Baicha could not hear it clearly, "Then please accept this painting."

Ichinose Sakura took the painting in a daze, looked at the abstract figure in the painting, and then at her friend who was looking at her without blinking.

She felt that the other party really wanted to give it to her sincerely.

So, she was even more sad...

Yabai, she accepted her friend's favor, "Xiaocha...you will definitely draw better and better!"

Until she received the fifth portrait, Ichinose Sakura's hand holding the frame trembled slightly.

Ah——the level is really stable as usual...

To a certain extent, it is also very powerful, right?

I couldn't help opening my mouth, thinking about what I said, "It seems that Xiaocha has been practicing character sketching recently?"

When she said this, Baicha was changing new drawing paper, she turned her head and thought for a while, "That's right."

So you didn't realize it before? !

She calmed down, and tried her best to raise the corners of her lips, "Is there any reason?" The tea-haired girl's eyes were calm and distant, "What I want to say..."

"It should be because I want to improve my painting skills."

…should?

Ichinose Sakura turned into Peasy Eyes, "Huh?"

"Because someone wanted to paint it anyway."

The girl spoke so fast that Ichinose almost missed it, she nodded seriously, "So that's how it is..."

"Huh—?" She reacted, her eyes widened in disbelief, "Could it be that..."

There are many speculations in my heart, and Ichinose's excited heart is unbearable, isn't it, isn't she, isn't she the person Xiaocha most wants to draw?

So angry.

So the tone was not kind, "Who? Is it beautiful? Is it good-looking? Is it as gentle as me?"

Whether that person is a man or a woman, she doesn't believe there is anyone in the world who receives more attention from Xiaocha than her!

A series of questions crackled down like fireworks, Baicha was a little confused by her reaction, she thought about it seriously, and gave an answer, "It's pretty."

Ichinose Sakura, died.

But she still didn't have time to get to the bottom of it, because the person concerned didn't have time to talk to her.

"Arnold, hello Nansen-san, I'm Miyano from the News Department, can I spare you a few minutes for an interview?"

The girl wears glasses and has black hair like smooth satin. She holds a pen and paper and looks more nervous than the interviewer.

Bai Cha looked away from the canvas, "You were from that day..."

The other party immediately added, "Yes, I mentioned it to Baicha-sang before, to do a one-person interview about a popular student in the academy and publish it in the school newspaper."

"I remember you," Bai Cha nodded, "If you don't mind, can we start like this?"

She sat casually on the grass, holding a sketchbook in her hand, looking as simple as possible.

Seeing this, Miyano sat down carefully one meter away from her, "No problem, then let's start."

"Nansen-sang has always been the first in the grade. Everyone thinks it is very good. What is the usual study method?"

"Brush the question."

"It's really a concise answer. The third question is, do you have any hobbies besides studying?"

"Yes." Bai Cha replied without thinking.

Miyano took notes seriously, "Is it convenient to tell me?"

"study."

Answered, but didn't seem to answer completely.

"Yes, is it?"

Ichinose Sakura, who was watching from the sidelines, felt that this might be a typical representative of invalid dialogue.

She sighed leisurely, and found that the content had shifted from studying to personal issues.

Don't you need a transition, hello? !

Miyano obviously paused when he saw the contents of the manual, and then asked a little embarrassedly: "This question is of great concern to everyone, may I ask...does Nan Sensang have a lover?"

In less than a second, the tea-haired girl's expression didn't change, she nodded slightly, "Yes."

? ? ! !

After the words fell, Ichinose's heart suddenly lifted, huh?Ahh?Could it be the person she wanted to draw?

Xiaocha has a boyfriend?As a friend, why didn't she know? !

She hurriedly looked at her friend, and the girl who admitted that she was in love did not see the slightest youthful throbbing, but seemed to have no desire for the world.

"Because it seems that there is no way to leave anyway." Baicha's calm eyes became more and more turbulent, "so if you have to say it, learning is like a lover."

……

How should I put it, hearing this answer, Miyano and Ichinose twitched their mouths at the same time.

Should I say that it is indeed white tea...?

No, Ichinose just wanted to say, Gusheng!

Little did she know that Baicha, who had been tagged by her friends, was worrying about other things at the moment... She looked at the painting in her hand and fell into deep thought again.

Is it really that different?

Otherwise, why Chi also fell off the seat after seeing this painting.

"Your drawing skills were taught by your physical education teacher, right?"

Was so complained about.

The sun is shining outside, even a little sunburnt.

Bai Cha lowered her head but had no time to take care of it. She looked at the painting in her hand with doubts.

She was so focused that even the slightest noise made her stunned for a moment.

"Is this your painting?"

"Hmm." Bai Cha replied subconsciously. "Did you draw seriously?"

She kept the posture of sitting on the ground, watching the little blue person who appeared out of nowhere and flew towards her.

A small one, with a highly recognizable blue spade on the hat, and a blue canvas bag. The overall color is mainly blue, and it looks very artistic.

The little artist looked around the drawing paper for a while, and finally gave a conclusion, "I can't see what it is at all."

Bai Cha calmly asked her to look at it, "Thank you for your comment, I have tried my best."

It sounds like a bit of resignation.

Perhaps sensing that the girl had done her best, Majesty raised her flight altitude and kept her line of sight, "Draw! Drew! Drawn!"

Ok?

Before she could figure out why she began to speak English, Baicha suddenly felt that something had come out of her cocoon from the depths of her heart. Even she herself didn't realize that there was an extra spade hairpin on her head.

By the time she realized it, her hand had already started to swish, and the pen and ink were flying.

The white tea stopped writing, and within 5 minutes of the whole process, a handsome, elegant and angular face with delicate strokes suddenly came to life on the paper.

The smiling eyebrows and eyes are like a boy standing in front of him, and the whole world is quiet as if the years are quiet.

Seeing the person in the painting, Majesty pinched her chin and seemed very satisfied with the result, "Is this what you originally wanted to paint?"

Bai Cha blinked, "I thought?"

"Sweetheart is an 'idealized self', so to some extent the image transformation also depends on the inner thoughts of the person being transformed, and Sweetheart just helps to present it."

Majesty explained calmly: "So I also made what you wanted possible just now, which can be regarded as Baicha's own strength."

"Thinking in my heart..." Bai Cha lowered his eyes, the boy in the painting only outlines the outline with the simplest tones, but it seems to be admiring a freehand impression painting, capturing the fleeting colors.

Why do you think of your predecessors?

Something spread out but couldn't be grasped, Baicha didn't have time to explore, and the unclamped painting floated out along the wind.

"painting!"

Majestic's voice made her quickly withdraw her distracted attention, and turned her head to look for its falling track. Fortunately, the wind stopped, and the swept away painting only danced lightly for a while.

Finally, it landed lightly at the boy's feet.

Just as Bai Cha was about to pick it up, a hand with strong bones picked up the painting first. Against the background of the paper, it looked like a flawless jade.

She took advantage of the situation to look up and down, and the sunlight piercing her eyes caused her to squint her eyes slightly, and soon felt that there was a shadow blocking her eyes.

Baicha opened her eyes adaptively, and found that the young man was standing in front of her at some point, her bamboo-like figure well blocking the sunlight.

Then came a gentle male voice, "Is it better?"

Bai Cha stood up, "Much better, thank you senior."

She thanked him, and then saw the young man holding a bouquet of flowers in one hand, very similar to Yukimura-senpai's style...

Wait, Yukimura-senpai?

Bai Cha couldn't help but raise his head, realizing that something terrible had happened.The real person in her painting appeared, and at this moment, she was looking at the painting of herself?

She didn't know if it was an illusion, but she felt that the other person's face seemed to have changed slightly.

"So," there was a smile in the eyes of the blue-purple-haired boy, he tilted his head slightly, a strand of hair scattered from his forehead and drew a nice arc, "May I know who Baicha is painting? "

He really didn't seem to know, the slight slyness in his eyes came quietly.

"Father." Bai Cha looked serious.

Maggie was shocked, could such a young person be her father?

"That's it."

The young man looked at herself leisurely, and she also looked back straightly, "The person who originally wanted to draw was my father."

Speaking of this, her usual calm expression rarely reveals a bit of confusion, "But someone told me that what I really think about in my heart is Senior Yukimura..."

"I don't understand." Bai Cha frowned slightly, like a bird lost in the haze of the sea.

There were clouds rolling and clouds above their heads, and the sun shone wantonly, and the shirts and pleated skirts of the two were also dyed with brilliant light.

The young man's pupils moved slightly, and the moonlight floated, and it took him a long time to say, "I see."

Baicha was puzzled. She once thought that Senior Yukimura must have done a good job in Chinese reading comprehension. She thought aimlessly, saying that her Chinese scores were not too bad...

In the next second, a blue-purple flower that seemed to have been rendered by a teenager was handed to her. The breeze was blowing, and the branches and leaves trembled softly like beautiful and fragile butterfly wings.

"Can I accept it?" The flower holder said with a smile, "This painting."

Bai Cha stared at Hua Yi in front of him, "Senior, are you bribing me?"

"No," the young man blinked lightly, "because I want to tell Bai Cha that this is the season of worrying about an iris plant."

作者有话要说：感谢在2021-10-28?19:13:33~2021-10-31?12:32:45期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel of the irrigation nutrient solution: the shadow that is too lazy to name? 20 bottles;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!