Can it be made public?

In the training classroom, the teacher explained the sample questions on the stage.

When Ji Li was constructing the coordinate axis on the test paper, he heard a "click" from the side.

He turned his head.

Ying Yunsheng bent down to pick up the pen that fell on the ground, and when he got up, he saw the person next to him looking down at his draft paper, and subconsciously raised his hand to cover it.

Ji Li looked at him: "What are you blocking?"

"Uh..." There was actually nothing shady on the draft paper, it was just a sketch he drew according to the topic, but the category belonged to the abstract school that only he could understand.

Ying Yunsheng moved his hand away: "There's nothing to see."

Ji Li looked at the things on his paper: "Did you draw the banana?"

"Uh..." Ying Yunsheng said, "This is a cylindrical section."

It was the first time that Ji Li saw a draft that could draw mathematical geometry to artistic effect, and he thought for a few seconds before he came up with a sentence: "It's very good, it can prevent peeping and plagiarism in the examination room."

"Uh..." Ying Yunsheng didn't want to speak.

Ji Li poked him with a pen cap: "Angry?"

Ying Yunsheng scribbled on the paper without making a sound.

Ji Li: "Are you really angry?"

Still silent.

Ji Li reached out for his draft book, brushed off a few strokes, and handed the book over.

Ying Yunsheng looked up, and saw a bunch of lifelike bananas on the paper, followed by a line of words: send you.

Ji Li didn't see any reaction from him for a few seconds, so he fished out the draft book, added a few strokes and handed it over.

Next to the banana is a pair of parallel apples, and a sentence: What about adding this?

Ying Yunsheng didn't have time to figure out how the other party used a gel pen to draw the light and shadow effect, and the person next to him took the notebook back.

When I handed it over for the third time, there was an extra orange in the painting.

For the fourth time, there were two more strawberries.

The fifth time took a little longer, and there was an extra bunch of grapes when it was sent back.

……

Ying Yunsheng finally pressed down on the notebook. It was inconvenient for the teacher to speak on the podium, so he wrote on the paper: "What are you doing drawing this?"

A few seconds later, the notebook was sent back.

"Coax you."

Ying Yunsheng was poked in the heart.

Ji Li continued to write: "There is only painting now, and I will treat you to some fruit later in the evening."

Ying Yunsheng wrote: "When will you be able to draw?"

It's just that the composition of the picture may be attributed to talent, but the changes in light and shade are obviously drawn by talents with art skills.

"I studied it for a few years in junior high school."

"Like it?"

"It's okay." After all, he can't play with his mobile phone for a long time in the hospital. Besides reading books and doing quizzes, he has to find something else to pass the time.

He didn't write these, and wrote a new line: "But after going to high school, the double break changed to a single break, so I didn't continue to study."

Ying Yunsheng subconsciously asked: "Can you draw people?"

Art laymen judge whether a person has learned painting or not. Most of the standards are whether they can draw real people.

"Average." Ji Li thought for a while and added, "Probably at the same level as your ability to draw geometric figures."

Ying Yunsheng: "..."

I don't know if it was an illusion, but he always felt that the other party's last sentence seemed to be added on purpose.

Ji Li: "And if I want to see someone all the time, I prefer to take pictures directly rather than draw them down to observe."

The training camp lasted for a week. When the competition time approached, the team leader and teacher booked tickets together to go to the neighboring province to participate in the competition finals.

They took the high-speed rail, which took more than two hours, and after getting off the bus, they had to take a bus of almost the same length to go to the hotel.

After an afternoon's drive, everyone's spirits were a little listless.

Ji Li's head was bit by bit, and suddenly passed the speed bump, his body moved forward with inertia, and when he was about to hit the seat in front, the person next to him reached out to cushion his head in time.

Ying Yunsheng pressed his forehead: "Do you want to rely on me to sleep for a while?"

Ji Li didn't refuse, he lay his pillow on his shoulder, and soon fell asleep out of energy.

The car stopped and went all the way, but Ying Yunsheng didn't feel tired. Looking at the scenery outside the window, he backed away like a tape, until the buzzing vibration suddenly sounded.

He looked down and whispered, "Ji Li."

The person on the shoulder fell into a drowsy sleep, and subconsciously rubbed against his neck twice: "What's wrong?"

"your phone."

"Help me get it."

The phone was in the coat pocket, Ying Yunsheng took it out and looked at the note: "It's Lin Chengshuang."

At this point, Lin Chengshuang should have been fighting wits and courage with the tutor at home, and he wanted to "escape" again, so he called the phone and yelled over there.

Ji Li dismissed him with a few words, and told Ying Yunsheng to hang up the phone: "Mute your phone."

Ying Yunsheng: "What if someone finds you later?"

"Mute calls will still be displayed." Ji Li didn't even open his eyes, "Just answer it."

Ying Yunsheng seldom touches the smartphone, so he researched how to change the mode, exited the interface after setting, and was just about to press the screen button, but his hand suddenly stopped.

He saw the photo on the screen that was set as the background.

It's a photo of someone on the court shooting a basketball.

It's his picture.

Because of this photo, until the car drove into the destination, everyone went to the restaurant for dinner, and the hotel room was assigned, he stood still by the bed in the room, his mind was still muddled.

What echoed over and over again was what the other party said in class that day, "If I want to see someone all the time, I prefer to take pictures directly rather than draw them down to observe."

Ji Li packed his luggage and turned around to see the other party motionless: "Are you free tonight?"

Ying Yunsheng said in a daze, "What?"

"Make an appointment with you for tonight."

Opposite the hotel across the intersection is a trade square.

The team's teacher took them temporarily to lecture, and by the way, reviewed the question types again, and it was almost nine o'clock when it was over and let everyone go back to rest.

Ying Yunsheng followed Ji Li to the downstairs, walked out of the revolving door, and didn't remember to ask until he crossed the road: "Where are you going?"

Ji Li was typing and negotiating with the person on the other side of the screen. Hearing this question, he sighed helplessly: "You don't remember what day it is today?"

Ying Yunsheng looked bewildered.

Ji Li didn't explain much, and dragged him into a chain dessert shop near the supermarket.

The store is small in size, but the decoration is very beautiful. The customers are either couples sitting opposite each other or families sitting around a table.

Ji Li pointed to an empty seat at him: "Sit down and wait for me."

After speaking, he went to the front desk alone.

Ying Yunsheng couldn't hear what the other party said to the front desk from where he was sitting, and could only see the back of the other party leaning slightly.

Ji Li didn't make him wait long before he came back and pulled away the chair opposite him.

The waitress came after him, holding a tray in her hand, and arranged the items on the plate on the table one by one. Finally, she put down a pack of blue candles and said with a smile, "Please use it slowly."

Ying Yunsheng stared at the small paper package of the candle, and suddenly realized something in his heart.

Ji Li picked out the number candles of "ten" and "six" and inserted them on the cake sprinkled with chocolate chips and cocoa powder, and lit them with a lighter: "I wanted to tell you after dinner, although it has been delayed until now, but Fortunately, there is still time."

Ying Yunsheng stared at him blankly: "That day you suddenly asked me in the bakery if I was free next week...is that because of this?"

"Ah."

"Then you participated in the training camp because of this?"

Ji Li turned the pattern on the cake in a different direction: "Part of it is because our math teacher is too good at persuading people."

Ying Yunsheng stared at the candles on the cake, the warm yellow light made his eyes swell.

Ji Li put down the lighter, his brows and eyes were dyed a gentle warm color by the candlelight, and smiled at him, "Happy birthday."

Ying Yun pursed his lips tightly, and closed his eyes slightly for a while.

Vision suddenly blurred.

Ji Li panicked instantly, and hurriedly wiped the tears on his face: "Don't cry."

Ying Yunsheng lowered his eyes: "I haven't."

The tears, like bursting banks, silently slid down the cheeks, hooked the chin, drop by drop, and smashed into grotesque patterns on the table.

If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, no one would have imagined that the person who sat upright in his seat and didn't even reveal a trace of tremor in his answering voice would actually be crying.

It was the first time that Ji Li saw him cry, and he could only wipe his tears over and over again when he was at a loss, and apologized to him: "I'm sorry."

The other party's voice was hoarse: "What are you sorry for?"

Ji Li: "It shouldn't take so long to order a cake, you shouldn't use smoking candles, and you shouldn't wait until so late to say happy birthday to you."

"Uh..." Ying Yunsheng couldn't hold back the corner of his mouth, but the tears stopped.

Ji Li pulled a tissue: "It's all my fault, don't cry."

Ying Yunsheng shook his head, but his eyes were still moist red: "It's none of your business."

Ji Li raised his hand to cover his eyes: "Make a wish."

Ying Yunsheng let himself close his eyes obediently.

Except for his xinxing, Ying Yunsheng is like a child in every aspect, he likes chocolate, likes to play basketball, he is partial to subjects in his studies, frowns when he is chased and endorsed, he is a little slow when getting along with others, and has a slight rejection when others ask for help Difficulty.

The appearance is also the appearance carved out by God's preference, clean and clear, full of youthful spirit.

Only Xinxing is not like a teenage student.

It is clearly the age that needs the most pampering from others, but one has to be apprehensive and apprehensive to receive even a little bit of favor from others, as if what one can get is only given temporarily by fate blindly, and will be taken back sooner or later in the future.

Ji Li felt the trembling eyelashes under his palm, and suddenly he unconsciously thought about what Ying Yunsheng would have looked like if he hadn't been born in such a family.

The fresh clothes anger the horse.

It should be flamboyant.

But no matter what he looks like, as long as he meets him, the ending will always be inescapable from what he is now.

The ability to soften his heart with just a drop of tear.

This kind of thinking is actually very unreasonable, but Ji Li is more convinced of this than ever at this moment.

Ying Yunsheng opened his eyes only after he was able to restrain his emotions, and the candle had to be blown out several times before it was blown out.

Ji Li: "What wish did you make?"

"Grow up quickly."

"It won't work if you say it out."

"Uh……"

"No need to hurry up." Ji Li said, "This is just right."

Ying Yun was at a loss.

"We can grow up together," Ji Li said.

The author says:

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