Eastern Star Spot

56

You Ziyi found that Liao Dongxing was in a very good mood today, and the face that exudes arrogance anytime and anywhere, but with a little romantic smile on his face, makes people crazy.

What's the matter, he thought, and impatiently rejected the girl's request for Liao Dongxing's WeChat account, which is the ninth one today.

Where did the illusion come from to make these people think that he is very familiar with this man with a urinal on his neck!

He quietly rolled his eyes, and dipped a small amount of paint with the small brush in his hand to adjust the grayscale of the background.

Song Zhe finished correcting a student's painting, stood up with sore back and looked at the time, and suddenly said: "Today, there is a new teacher, don't make a fuss, draw your own, he is not as easy to get along with as I am."

The students discussed in low voices below: "It's even more difficult than Mr. Song, what kind of strange creature is here."

Liao Dongxing was not interested at all, and continued to draw his own.The new teacher came quietly. If it wasn't for his words to point out, the students would hardly be aware that there was someone behind them. You Ziyi glanced at it by chance, and stood up from his seat directly: "Teacher Ye!"

Ye Ban waved his hand to signal him to sit down and not disturb other students.

Liao Dongxing was not disturbed at all, he focused on his large drawing board, and a medium-sized brush was split by his free and unrestrained movements.

Song Zhe looked behind him, raised his eyebrows, and gave Ye Ban a thumbs up with his arms crossed.

When get out of class was over, Liao Dongxing took off his earphones and was frightened when he saw Ye Ban.

"Why are you here?!"

You Ziyi jumped in line and stopped in front of him, leaned up and said excitedly: "Teacher, you are the one who takes our class."

"Ms. Song's home game, I'm just a support." Ye Ban smiled lightly, deliberately resisting not to look at Liao Dongxing, for fear of revealing his emotions.

The students all went to lunch one after another, and only the three of them were left in the classroom with the background board that was still drawing.

You Ziyi took a stack of papers from his seat, with an open-minded and studious light shining all over his body, and said, "Ms. Ye, can you help me find out which of these schools is more suitable for me?"

Ye Ban took it and flipped through it. You Ziyi's information collection was done well, and the famous schools and majors, as well as the number of students enrolled in their scores, were all complete.

"I'm more inclined to take the pure arts exam, and I'm not interested in design..."

So Ye Ban selected a few schools for him that were excellent in fine arts, and by the way, briefly introduced the majors and employment directions. After he finished speaking, he turned around and asked Liao Dongxing: "Which one do you want to take?"

Without even thinking about it, Liao Dongxing said, "Gome, American education."

Ye Ban was a little strange, and asked, "Just this one? Do you not consider other schools?"

Liao Dongxing glanced at him, raised one corner of his mouth, and said firmly, "It's impossible for me not to pass the exam."

The wanderer next to him sneered, and was very upset by his agitation. No matter how you look at it, his words seemed to be a mockery of him just now, which made him extraordinarily lacking in courage and looking forward and backward, so he thought hotly: "He can pass the exam." It is impossible for me not to pass the exam, and I only apply for Gome."

The two looked at each other, and both felt that "I am the most fierce" must be written all over their faces.

Leaf spot in the middle: "..."

He seemed to see two milk dogs barking at each other.

Ye Ban was just about to persuade them to pick a guaranteed one, when a girl's excited cry suddenly came from downstairs:

"Hey hey! Come and see! It's snowing—"

Snowing.

The two big boys ignored the quarrel, and leaned together in front of the window, and looked up together to see the tiny snowflakes falling one after another, landing on the dry branches of the pagoda tree in the open space.

Liao Dongxing let out a small "wow", very light, light and fast, but You Ziyi still heard it, and he leaned against the window with his arms folded and laughed, "Hillhill, I went to Kunlun Mountain Pass to see real snow when I was ten years old."

Liao Dongxing ignored him, put his hands on the window frame and stretched out his head, feeling the icy cold temperature on his cheeks, he saw the lake not far away, the water surface was calm, probably frozen.

A little farther away, the mountains are thick gray, with layers decreasing backwards, as if the pen has run out of ink and mixed with a lot of clear water, and the last few layers are engulfed in smoky clouds.

Ye Ban came from behind with a smile: "You should cry in a few days."

The two turned to look at him, but he didn't say anything.

When Song Zhe looked through the voluntary filling intention form the next day, he saw two forms, one in front and one in the back, and casually threw the whole stack on the desk.

"What's the situation with these two?"

Ye Ban knew who he was talking about without looking at it, and took a sip of tea with lowered eyes and said, "It's on the line."

"I just like this kind of stupid and stubborn ones." Teacher Song smiled, "Don't persuade them, just let them go. If they pass the exam, they will pass the exam. If they fail the exam, they will go to a senior high school and a high five with a long memory. Yes. By the way, I remember that your undergraduate degree was in the United States, right? What did you major in?"

"Meijiao." Ye Ban was startled after answering, the authorities were puzzled, he just realized what Liao Dongxing meant.

When the tea leaves were back together, he gently blown them away, and made a decision, "I'm going to give Liao Dongxing a Yangmei look."

Song Zhe stood up and went to the corner to rummage through. With a waste of energy, he took out four papers from a pile of hill-like papers, spread them out on the table, looked left, right, and right several times, and said, "This level is far from the shape of Yangmei. There's still a little distance."

Ye Mochi nodded and said, "What he needs is only a short period of time."

"And my guide." Song Zhe added jokingly, "A new look is about to appear in the studio."

A week later, the three-legged situation of the studio's "two tours and one handsome" was officially recognized by everyone.

"Shuangyou" as the name suggests, one wandering god, one mind wandering, these two are crushing the level of other people in every exam, and they have been gods for a long time.

The one who popped up out of nowhere, because of his good looks, didn't even leave a name, only called "handsome".

The three almost went in and out at the same time, haunting classrooms, dormitories and cafeterias at [-]:[-] am from morning to night.

As things go on like this, I don't know who imitated who. The dressing styles of the three are more and more similar. They are all black in the cold wind in winter, and their faces are frozen white.

The painting styles of the three are very different. Liao Dongxing is definitely the one who stands out at a glance when they are put together for a review. However, his object creation is not as solid as Shu Youzhi's speed. The problem.

You Ziyi is Song Zhe's least favorite style, with a standard and well-behaved exam route, occasionally revealing a bit of aura, so he doesn't criticize or praise him very much, and he gives high scores every time.

After a day of practice, the three returned to the dormitory exhausted to wash up, but within 10 minutes, the lights in the room were turned off.

It's snowing outside. The temperature in Hangzhou this year is ridiculously low. It's only December, and the snow has already fallen twice.

Liao Dongxing slept on the lower bunk, lying down at an angle where he could see the light from the window on the ground. He stared at the moonlight in a daze, took one hand out of the quilt, spread five fingers, looked at the shadow, and began to miss Ye Ban.

Can you see the moon and snow from the window of Spotted Leaf's room?

There was a rustling sound from the bed next door, Liao Dongxing quickly pretended to be asleep, the night is a private space, he didn't want to share it with others, even saying hello would be an offense.

The man got out of bed and coughed, which could be heard with great restraint.

He put on his coat and opened the door to go out, closing the door softly.

Liao Dongxing waited for a long time and did not see him come back, so he also got out of bed, wrapped in a down jacket and went out, wearing cotton mop on his feet, shivering from the cold outside the door.

Their dormitory is on the first floor, and there is no auntie in charge, so it is very convenient to go everywhere.

The snow is still falling, and there is already a thin layer on the ground. At this rate, there may be a not-so-enjoyable snowball fight tomorrow morning.

A black figure squatted next to the trash can, a lonely square root three in the ice and snow.

"Hey, what are you doing?" Liao Dongxing walked over quickly and squatted down with him, wrapped his exposed ankles with the hem of his down jacket, sniffed and said, "You don't sleep at night, you are sick."

The black shadow remained motionless as if frozen, and after a while he raised his head, revealing Youziyi's bloodless face, his lips slightly opened and closed, and his voice was weak: "Go back to sleep."

Liao Dongxing was amused: "If you tell me to go back, I'll go back? You took out the trash you opened in the studio?"

You Ziyi fell silent again.

Liao Dongxing asked irritably, "What's the matter with you?"

He quickly went through what happened today, but because he was too obsessed with drawing, he almost didn't hear anything about the class, and what he could recall was about what Ye Ban pointed out to others.

Fortunately, You Ziyi finally couldn't hold back and opened his mouth in a frustrated tone: "The total score difference between Shu Youzhi and I is five points."

A full five points!

Liao Dongxing suddenly remembered that today is the day when the results of the entrance examination will be announced. He looked at You Ziyi's sad and indignant expression, feeling helpless.Because he didn't take the entrance exam and didn't pay attention to it later, he didn't know what five points was.

But it must not be an easy thing to make a wanderer stay awake in the middle of the night and run out to be cold. If a gentle and caring female classmate came now, she might have comforted the frustrated little girl with gentle words. Poor, but Liao Dongxing is destined not to be Xie Yuhua.

He racked his brains and didn't know how to enlighten him, and finally talked about his own affairs to the wanderer as if to pass the time.

Time is so fast and things are so long, he talked about the past in a few words.

When he was in junior high school, his reputation was so bad that everyone was angry.

"There are a lot of shared bicycles in the rows outside now. Before I put them, I have to call them shared boyfriends." He laughed at himself, "Damn one and two say I am their boyfriend, fart, where did I come from? More dogs than time to take care of them."

He is like the long skirts of girls' sailor suits, and a little relationship can show his bad identity.

"There is also a bag of puppy love, who said it was my girlfriend, and the dean who eats shit believed it." Liao Dongxing was powerless and angry when he mentioned this. In the words of the dean, he had a long one to lure girls to fall s face.A few words with him and a few encounters in the corridor are enough to show that the little girl has a secret heart.Even if he is a good student, it is only natural for him to be deviant.

I don't know where the bald dean's illusion came from, Liao Dongxing himself has never been so confident.

"Something happened later, and I almost didn't go to school." He summed up Mr. Qin's passage, and smiled with a careless look, "Fortunately, my aunt had to help me apply for fine arts, and I met Mrs. Ye again, otherwise I dropped out of school a long time ago and went to work, maybe you can still see me in a certain restaurant or KTV... I still owe Teacher Ye a lot of money, I don’t know when I will pay it back.”

You Ziyi was stunned for a while, looking at him with increasingly complicated eyes, and said after a while, "No wonder, when Mr. Ye looked at you, you must have broken your hand in your heart."

Liao Dongxing smiled, rubbed his hands and covered his ears, showing no sign of sadness.

"Dude," You Ziyi patted Liao Dongxing on the shoulder, stood up and stamped his feet, and reassured awkwardly, "This is the kiss the world gave us..."

Liao Dongxing interrupted him: "That world kisses too fucking viciously, right? Usually like sucking snails? Why don't you give me a cupping?"

"..." The wanderer who considers himself a scumbag is speechless at the illiterate scumbag, "The world kisses me painfully and wants me to reciprocate with a song, haven't you heard of it?"

"No," Liao Dongxing said honestly, "you still want me to sing? One punch will blow the world's dog's head."

He also stood up, squatting for too long, his legs were so numb that his face was twisted, and he grinned and said: "I'm asleep, I have to get up early tomorrow."

The two returned to the dormitory in the wind and snow, and fell asleep listening to Shu Youzhi's snoring.

At the last moment of falling asleep, Liao Dongxing was still thinking that there was a destiny in the dark, and his insomnia tonight might be to comfort You Ziyi, who made a lot of money.

When we came together the next day, the faucet was completely frozen, and the hard puddle outside the wall was the water heater pipe that was frozen and fried in the middle of the night last night.The snow was unprecedentedly heavy, comparable to 08.

Hangzhou ushered in the coldest winter in recent years.

The classmates in the class looked downcast, each with a portion of Banlangen or 999 cold spirit, and said to Song Zhe, "Master Song, what should we do when we wash the bucket palette?"

Song Zhe has been in charge for several times, with rich experience, he said without raising his eyebrows: "Wipe it with snow, isn't the snow outside quite thick?"

The student was shocked: "What about...the water?"

As soon as the words were finished, three black-clothed fairies, Shuangyou and one handsome, walked into the classroom carrying a bucket full of water.

Song Zhe then said, "Ask someone."

When Shu Youzhi heard it, he spoke in a dazed and cute way, he put down the bucket and gestured, "The lake in the back~ We dug a hole and brought it up, the supermarket has no more purified water, it's sold out. "

A group of people were stunned.

A girl suddenly stood up and walked out, the person next to her grabbed her and asked, "Why are you going?"

She gritted her teeth: "Go fetch water, the master spelled it like this, do we still have the nerve to be lazy?" Liao Dongxing recognized her as the girl who sat next to him at the beginning by relying on the dark circles under his eyes.

"Walk around..."

Hulala left a group of people, only Song Zhe and a few students who had fetched water in advance were left in the class.

Liao Dongxing and You Ziyi looked at each other, as if they were in a competition, they sat down neatly on the small bench, quickly entered the state, played in a big way, evenly matched.

After finishing the tour, I belatedly smelled the smell of saltpeter in the air, swayed to my seat, and sat down.

Someone quietly raised the corners of their mouths.

Ye Ban walked into the classroom with the album in hand, saw few students, just wanted to ask, but was stopped by Teacher Song's "shh" gesture.He blinked, and there was a childish and nostalgic smile on his fat middle-aged face. He walked outside with his hands behind his back, and whispered to Ye Ban: "They are very energetic, just like when I was young. I'll go and see the monkeys fetching water, don't fall into the water, and watch them."

Ye Ban nodded, seeing him walking unhurriedly, she was suddenly a little envious.When he was young, his journey was smooth and smooth, but it was also unremarkable. His parents would not force him to do anything. He was young and mature, and even love was dispensable and nothing to do.The closest friend to go is Yu Xiao, who runs out all day in his spare time.

Even the joys and pains of desperate efforts are slowly smacked by oneself, and usually before the sweetness is returned, those days fly by.

In fact, the youthful spirit has very little to do with him.