Struggle for harmony after dressing as female match A

A semester ends soon, and Ai Xiaoyu has spent half a year in this world before he knows it.

The results of the final exam this time were better than she expected, she was No.9 in the class, and Jing Nianxun was No.5.

According to Jing Nianxun's grades, he will definitely be able to go to a good university.

After the results were announced, the entropy value increased by 300 again, reaching 2200, getting closer and closer to the goal of 10000.

Ai Xiaoyu finally saw the dawn of returning home.

As long as it reaches 10000, she can realize a wish and go home.

After the final exam, Ning Xi presided over the party and brought a lot of high school students, and naturally Ai Xiaoyu and Jing Nianxun were also invited.

Jing Nianxun didn't want to go at first, after all, those people in the first year of high school gave her too many bad memories, but at Ning Xi's kind invitation, she finally agreed hesitantly.

The location was set at a barbecue restaurant, there were Ning Xi, Ai Xiaoyu, and a few freshman students they all knew.

The pork belly squeaked on the grill, Ai Xiaoyu turned the meat over with tongs, and said to Jing Nianxun, "This is super delicious, try it."

Ning Xi on the opposite side put another pile of fat cows, splashing oily, Ai Xiaoyu said: "Don't move, I'll pinch it for you, don't splash your hands."

How can the painting hand be splashed with oil?

Ning Xi turned his head and chatted with the people next to him, and glanced this way from time to time, Ai Xiaoyu knew that they must be gossiping again.

Ning Xi's voice was loud, and it came here quietly: "Look, I told you a long time ago, Ai Xiaoyu is bewitched by that little goblin now, and she is very kind to her."

The others looked at Jing Nianxun and Ai Xiaoyu with complicated eyes.

On the way, Ai Xiaoyu went to the self-service ice cream machine to get ice cream, and added three colored balls on the cylinder. After searching for a long time, there was no peach flavor, so she replaced it with strawberry flavor for the time being.

When she returned to the dining table, she found that Jing Nianxun was looking down with his head down, and a boy next to Ning Xi kept talking.

As soon as Ai Xiaoyu went back, Ning Xi gave the boy a wink, and he snorted coldly and stopped.

Ai Xiaoyu put the wine bottle in his hand on the table, and there was a crisp "clang" sound, which frightened everyone around.

"How about it, can I drink?" Ai Xiaoyu asked the boy with a smile.

The boy stared like a rooster, and despite Ning Xi's persuasion, he shouted, "Of course! Drink!"

"Good! Have ambition!"

Ai Xiaoyu took two small wine glasses and filled them with wine. The white liquid was surging in the transparent wine glasses, and she was a little flustered.

The wine glass was placed in front of the boy's eyes, Ai Xiaoyu stood up first, and took a sip of the wine glass.

"Little fish!"

Jing Nianxun tugged at her clothes worriedly, telling her not to drink.

"fine."

Ai Xiaoyu whispered to her.

You know, in the previous life, she could drink a thousand cups, how could a mere brat drink her.

The boy watched Ai Xiaoyu finish the drink in one gulp, so naturally he couldn't lose face, so he could only hold the wine glass with his teeth gritted, his face turned red after drinking it.

And Ai Xiaoyu had already poured another glass, and shook him: "Continue."

After about three cups, the boy's vision was already blurred, his body was stumbling around, and he couldn't even hold the wine glass steadily. Ning Xi supported him: "Ai Xiaoyu, you won, let him go."

Ai Xiaoyu was also a little dizzy in front of her eyes. This body had never been drunk before, and it was a bit unbearable to drink three glasses in a row this time.

She waved her hand: "Okay, Nian Xun and I will leave first. You let him, so what, study hard and improve every day, reform your mistakes and be serious."

The boy seemed to be about to throw up, so he asked another person to help him to the toilet. Ai Xiaoyu put on his clothes and Jing Nianxun went out first.

At this point, their family's full-time driver had already left work, so Jing Nianxun called a car to help Ai Xiaoyu up.

In the car, Ai Xiaoyu fell down on the seat and shouted: "Let's ride the horse, drive!"

Jing Nianxun knew that she was also drunk, and not too drunk, so he straightened her up and reported the location to the driver.

The driver saw Ai Xiaoyu's flushed face from the rearview mirror, and said, "The young man just doesn't cherish his body, and even asks his girlfriend to take him home when he's drunk. It's really troublesome for you."

Jing Nianxun choked, "I'm not her girlfriend..."

"Oh, sorry." The driver was a little embarrassed and continued to drive, but kept looking at them in the rearview mirror.

"Jing Nianxun!" Ai Xiaoyu shouted inexplicably, shaking her head on her shoulder.

"Well, I'm here." Jing Nianxun helplessly straightened her body and patted her on the back.

Ai Xiaoyu was quiet for a few minutes, then softly called her name: "Nian Xun."

This time the voice was very soft, as if it came out of the breath, Ai Xiaoyu turned sideways and hugged her arm, leaning on her body, closing her eyes obediently, not speaking, like a A little puppy rubbed against her arm like that.

Jing Nianxun felt that her body was stiff, and the numbness spread from her arms to her neck. She looked at the obediently closed eyes, and almost kissed them.

The driver glanced back at them, Jing Nianxun stopped in time and pushed Ai Xiaoyu aside, while his body was already breaking out in cold sweat.

Ai Xiaoyu was pushed and hit her head on the car door, she let out a "huh hum", scratched her hair, her eyes seemed to open and close, Jing Nianxun didn't know if she was awake.

If he just woke up, if the driver didn't turn his head and she kissed her...Jing Nianxun couldn't imagine.

Jing Nianxun opened the car window, the cold winter wind woke her up a bit, she watched the street lights along the way flickering on and off, and didn't dare to look at the people in the car all the way.

The winter vacation is coming soon, and Ai Xiaoyu has already planned where to go, and intends to play here before the entropy value is full.

But the school sent a notice to Jing Nianxun, saying that her paintings had also won awards in the city, and that she could participate in the training activities held by the Academy of Fine Arts during the winter vacation.

Ai Xiaoyu was happy, but it also meant that her plan fell through, and she needed to be separated from Jing Nianxun. Jing Nianxun attended training, and she was alone at home watching TV and playing games.

Jing Nianxun saw that she was not in high spirits, and said, "If you are bored alone during the winter vacation, I don't have to go. I plan to take the general graduation exam, not to study fine arts."

Ai Xiaoyu hurriedly said: "Don't, don't, I'm not bored, I still have game TV snacks to accompany me, at worst, I can find Li Shuqing, Xiaomi and the others."

Jing Nianxun wanted to let a group of Omega enter their house, so forget it.

In the evening, Ai Xiaoyu downloaded the game on the computer, and Jing Nianxun watched the training information beside him.

Suddenly her phone rang, and it was an unfamiliar number.

"Excuse me, is this Miss Jing Nianxun?"

The voice was relatively deep and neutral, and Jing Nianxun felt a little familiar, and as expected, he quickly said on the phone, "I'm Yuan Min."

"Yuan Min?"

Jing Nianxun said in surprise, Ai Xiaoyu turned off the game page and looked at her.

"Well, it's like this. I saw your name on the list of winners. Li Shuqing mentioned it to me before, so I want to ask if you have any intention to participate in the training of our Academy of Fine Arts."

Jing Nianxun hesitated for a while, and replied: "Senior sister, I am willing to go, but I don't actually plan to take the path of an art student. Will attending the training take up other people's quota?"

This is the first time Yuan Min heard such a saying, the training that others want to attend even if they are overwhelmed, but when they come to Jing Nianxun, they are afraid of occupying other people's places.

She smiled and said: "It's okay, taking this course doesn't mean you can enter our school, it still depends on your performance and formal exams. And even if you don't take the art exam, you can still enter the culture class."

Only then did Jing Nianxun feel relieved, and said, "Then thank you senior sister, I'll think about it first."

"Well," Yuan Min was afraid that she would hang up the phone, so she said quickly, "Wait, there is one more thing."

Jing Nianxun asked: "What?"

Yuan Min lowered her voice and said, "You... Are your parents Jing Shihui and Ding Wanluo?"

Jing Nianxun was startled, the phone almost fell to the ground, she held the phone steady, put it to her ear, and said with a trembling voice, "Yes, yes."

Seeing her reaction, Ai Xiaoyu got down from the computer desk and sat beside her while stepping on her slippers.

"Ah, it really is," Yuan Min sighed softly, and there was a page-turning voice on the phone, "I looked at the personal information you filled out for the competition, and I feel that the situation has something to do with a senior I know. Since In this way, you should come even more, because your parents are both graduates of the Academy of Fine Arts, and we will have an exhibition of their works during this training."

Academy of Fine Arts graduate?

exhibition?

Jing Nianxun felt her heart was beating very fast, why didn't she know about this?

All she knew was that her parents were poor artists, just like those performance artists who lived on the streets. They had a hard life but they still chose roses among bread and roses.

It is difficult for her to connect her home with the Academy of Fine Arts, the largest art academy in the country.

"That's it for now. Call me when you've made up your mind. We're always welcome."

The phone was silent, but Jing Nianxun held it for a long time before putting it down, with shock written all over his face.

"What's wrong?" Ai Xiaoyu asked worriedly.

In the next half hour, Jing Nianxun mentioned his family situation to her for the first time.Although there is a point written in the original book, it is only a fragment of words, and it is even very different from what is shown now.

In Jing Nianxun's memory, his mother was an oil painter and his father was a sculptor, but both of them were far from the word "artist".

Her family has always been poor. It takes a lot of money to buy painting and sculpture materials, but the income is not much, so the family can only squeeze into a small house.There are not many rooms in itself, and the drawing boards and sculpture tools are all piled up on the ground, and sometimes you will encounter plaster statues when you take a step.

Once Jing Nianxun woke up in the middle of the night to go to the toilet, and just opened the room when she kicked a slippery and rolling head, which scared her out of her wits, and touched a hard arm when she touched the side.Xiao Jing Nianxun was so frightened that he quickly ran to the bed and threw himself into his father's arms, making his father laugh out loud.

Jing Nianxun lived in such an environment since he was a child, and always thought that his parents were just ordinary "artists" who couldn't make much money.

Even in the original book, the image of Jing Nianxun's parents is not very good, because Jing Nianxun did not take the road of art later, and his parents' careers have completely become a decoration. I am unrestrained, and in the end because of a car accident, only my daughter is left alone, and the poor parents don't even have much inheritance.

But on the phone, Yuan Min respected "Mr. Jing Shihui" and "Ms. Ding Wanluo" very much, called them seniors, and expressed deep regret for their departure, hoping that Jing Nianxun could follow them to the Academy of Fine Arts to make up This regret.

"Sister Yuan Wen said that my parents are very casual and free-spirited people, and they pursue freedom and romance all their lives. They met in the Academy of Fine Arts and have been devoted to art after graduation. However, the works they create are rarely sold for money. Either send it to a friend or send it to the Academy of Fine Arts, and even many works are used as copying materials for the students of the Academy of Fine Arts.”

"Materials are expensive. They always want the best materials, especially the marble materials needed for sculpture. My father often goes to some mountain rock walls to find them himself, and asks people to bring them back."

As Jing Nianxun spoke, his voice was muffled, with a bit of crying.

Ai Xiaoyu patted her head and let her lean on his shoulder.