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Ruan Jing was so absorbed in the painting software that he didn't notice what happened outside the door at all.

He felt the feeling of the pressure-sensitive pen touching the screen of the drawing board, stared at the lines that appeared on the screen in real time, and suddenly felt the strangeness of drawing in space.

The surprise came so suddenly that I didn't know what to draw for a while, so I could only draw a few random strokes according to my feeling.

When Old Xu walked in, he saw some stick figures of small animals on the screen, and he sneered: "Good food."

Ruan Jing: "..."

Ruan Jing thought for a second, finally touched the board, so he must draw something commemorative.

So I took out my mobile phone and looked through the pictures in the photo album for drawing reference.

The pictures flicked one by one, none of them were particularly suitable, Ruan Jing resignedly flicked another photo that was taken blindly, and swiped back after three seconds.

It was a classroom one afternoon, and he was squatting on a chair with his back against the wall, playing with his mobile phone in boredom.Playing around, I raised my head towards the back door and took random photos. The photos were of the setting sun framed into the classroom door, the tired birds returning to their nests, and the afterglow.

On the left side of the photo, Qin Xijue had no intention of being photographed.It was he who glanced at the 45-degree side face outside the window, with a casual expression, and the silhouette presented a nice shadow in the wonderful lighting of the afterglow.

Ruan Jing looked at it for a few more seconds, and decided to draw it out of nowhere.

There is a difference between drawing on a hand-painted board and drawing on paper. Ruan Jing took a long time to get used to it. Thanks to his sketching skills, he finally came up with a draft outline that only he could understand before the countdown ended.

From that day on, for this unfinished electronic painting, Ruan Jing worked harder to draw additional works, trying to continue for that one hour.

In the following time, he repeated the details of the draft, while watching hand-painted board drawing and coloring tutorials on the website during class and evening self-study, and even took special notes.

Even Qin Xijue felt that this energy was stronger than urging him to do his homework.

A month later, Ruan Jing finally completed the painting with great difficulty and joy under the guidance of old Xu Yuzun from time to time.

It’s just a simple bust portrait with a blank background, which is at the level of people who would be advised to “go back and practice” when using it to promote and invite drafts. Old Xu once read it and told him that “the human body needs to be practiced more”.

But for Ruan Jing, the satisfaction brought by this sense of accomplishment is incomparable.

That night, in the second half of the evening self-study, the school leaders would come to check, so both Qin Xijue and Ruan Jing had to stay.

When Ruan Jing came in from the back door, he was handing out the previous English test papers in class. He saw at a glance that Qin Xijue only made one or two mistakes, and most of the ones lying on his desk were still dead.

The happy pace before stagnated for a while, and then walked over normally.

On the way here, Ruan Jing carefully thought about who to share his happiness with first.

Sun Qi and Lin Bai would praise every time they finished watching the works, and they felt that they were amazing from the bottom of their hearts, but it was over after reading each other. From their point of view, it seemed natural for art students to draw good-looking paintings, and then they turned their heads and continued. Talk about other things.Ruan Jing felt a little disappointed, and he knew it was hypocritical, so he didn't care about it for too long.

Then he thought, show Qin Xijue a look, after all he was drawn.

What would Qin Xijue say after seeing it? Ruan Jing had some expectations in his heart. After all, he seemed to be a scumbag who was not very motivated when he was with Teacher Qin.

But at the moment of entering the door, Qin Xijue's test papers, or this person's consistent excellence, suddenly made Ruan Jing a little hesitant.

Qin Xijue seems to be omnipotent, he is smart, calm, standing at a height that he cannot see, as if doing anything is easy.What he has worked so hard to achieve for a long time may not be worth mentioning in his eyes.

His unsatisfactory test paper also reminded him that perhaps no matter how hard he tried, there would not be much change.

These thoughts were like a gust of cool wind blowing in his face, involuntarily snuffing out the enthusiasm that had accumulated in his heart.He sat back in his seat as usual and didn't say anything.

Qin Xijue glanced at the rare silent person, and took over the sheet full of sharp red crosses.

Ruan Jing knew that Mr. Qin was about to start preparing for the replay, so he didn't want to care about others, so he lay down on the table and started to browse the webpage.

A few minutes later, Qin Xijue was heard from the side without the earphones.

"You filled in the wrong place on the answer sheet."

Ruan Jing was taken aback, quickly took off the earphones, and went over to have a look.

Qin Xijue has already corrected the position of his wrong answers, and in such a comparison, the mistakes are actually only one third.

Ruan Jing was dumbfounded by this oolong, and recalled his inexplicable anger just now, a little funny, but also a little helpless.But the gloom in his chest didn't dissipate so quickly, he couldn't get up and down, and Ruan Jing rubbed his head, unable to think of what to say for a while.

Qin Xijue returned the test paper to him.

Maybe it's because my abnormality is a little obvious, or maybe it's because Qin Xijue is keen, and my tablemate who doesn't like to talk rarely asks.

"You don't want to continue watching the tutorial?"

Ruan Jing glanced at him, and replied sullenly: "The painting is finished..."

Qin Xijue raised his eyebrows slightly, with this gloomy expression, could it be that things didn't go smoothly.

Ruan Jing was silent for a moment, Qin Xijue still looked at him thoughtfully, so he sighed, picked up the phone, took out the picture, and put it in front of Qin Xijue.

Qin Xijue looked over and was taken aback for a moment, not quite sure: "This is..."

Ruan Jingyan replied: "Ah, practice using you as a model."

Qin Xijue's gaze fell on that picture, and he never moved away.

After all, the style of Japanese comics is far from real photos, but the comfortable color matching and beautified facial features give the whole portrait a vivid and rich aesthetic feeling.Experts can pick out a lot of faults, but for Qin Xijue, this painting has soft touch and gentle color matching.

Qin Xijue has been staring at the painting in silence, Ruan Jing is a little uncomfortable, after all, the details are still unbearable to scrutinize, and it is not easy to snatch the phone from someone, so he is a little restless for a while.

Qin Xijue's voice suddenly became a little low, with a little uncertainty: "...is it for me?" In his opinion, whoever drew it should be given to him, right?

Ruan Jing raised his head, Qin Xijue was staring at him, perhaps the classroom light reflected by the window fell on this person's eyes, which seemed a bit brighter than before.And that serious look, except in the vast booklet, has not yet fallen on a living creature.

For a moment, Ruan Jing felt the heat slowly cushioning the base of his upper ear.

After the painting is finished, it is just an ordinary picture stored in the mobile phone, which can be sent to anyone, and it is not a matter of giving or not.

But being mistaken as a gift by the person concerned, it seems that there is still a bit of special treatment.

So he staggered Qin Xijue's gaze and nodded vaguely.

It was rare for Qin Xijue to become dull in his thoughts.

When he transferred to No.[-] Middle School, he thought it would be no different from his days in High A. There are some friendly classmates in Class A, as well as No.[-] Middle School.

But being used to being alone, he really doesn't know how to get along with others very much. Being polite to others seems to be an upbringing engraved in his bones, and he responds to others' friendly courtesy.

In addition to the special circumstances of this semester, he was not in the mood to make friends before, and now he is even more indifferent.

But I'm just not good at getting along, it's not that I don't understand those subtle emotions.

Ruan Jing always seems to be a little bit special.

My deskmate, an old classmate who reunites after a long absence and has no old feelings to recount, appears at the most inadvertent time, and there is no deliberate alienation or flattery in getting along with him, and he will not interfere excessively with the other party because of friendship.He is frank and gentle, as long as he becomes a friend, he will be regarded as inviolable and precious, and also as ordinary as everyone has his own way.

I will always take care of myself in unexpected places.

Just like at this age of confusion, everyone seems to be walking on a road with uncertain rain or shine. Some people don't bring umbrellas, some people pretend to have umbrellas, but they don't care about whether they have umbrellas or not. I will lean my umbrella towards him, no matter the rain or shine.

Qin Xijue had never encountered such discrimination before, even if it was only a little bit, he was at a loss for a while.

The two of them were silent for a moment.

Qin Xijue: "This painting took a long time to complete, right?"

Ruan Jing nodded, thinking anxiously, whether he likes it or not, why don't he comment on it.Then he took the phone and sent the original picture to Qin Xijue: "It's been about a month, after all, there are pre-tasks or something..."

Qin Xijue received the picture and couldn't help but click on it.Very rare.

Ruan Jing couldn't help coughing: "...Why don't you say that you should spend more time studying?"

Qin Xijue paused, and shook his head involuntarily: "This is also what you should learn, besides, you have done everything else very well."

After Ruan Jing got the favor, his gloom was swept away, and then he laughed: "Hey, Teacher Qin, what do you think? This is the painting."

Qin Xijue said sincerely: "Very good...Thank you, I think it looks very good."

Ruan Jing was overwhelmed with belated joy, trying not to look so happy: "You can't compare with A high art students, right?"

Qin Xijue answered truthfully: "I only know you as an art student."

Ruan Jing laughed.

Although the process was a bit ironic... In short, he was already very happy to be praised by Qin Xijue.

As he thought about it, he saw Qin Xijue set this painting as a screen saver and as an avatar.

Ruan Jing: "..."

Qin Xijue seemed to really like this painting.

After Qin Xijue finished, he raised his head, the corners of his lips curled slightly: "Although I only know you, it doesn't affect me, and I feel very good."

Ruan Jing understood that this was Qin Xijue's expression when he was in a good mood.

Ruan Jing froze for a moment. He originally thought that tonight was already enough fun, but at this moment, great joy came one after another, which made his heart feel hot, and his breathing was involuntarily suffocated, which immediately made his nose a little sore.

He is very happy when he is praised by his friends, and he is even happier when all his sacrifices are carefully treasured by one person.

Ruan Jing's face was a little burning, and he didn't dare to look at Qin Xijue again, so he also pretended to be careless: "...it's nothing, just draw as you like."

"No big deal" written all over his face.

He tried his best to walk over calmly, continued to watch the video with his chin sticking out, and left Qin Xijue a back view of "I'm very busy".

The video play button was delayed, so he just watched the static webpage for 10 minutes, and then looked out at the night sky, the window reflected Qin Xijue who was concentrating on the problem.

Ruan Jing turned off the video, opened the chat software, and clicked on Qin Xijue's profile picture to take a closer look.

Then back out.

He was so happy.

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Modifications are all catching bugs_(:з」∠)_No plot changes.

Wait two days to adjust the rhythm, no more revisions qwq

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