The daily life of the painter of the rebirth of the king of the net

Natsume Yu lay down comfortably on the small sofa in the dessert shop without any image, rubbing his little belly every now and then.

It’s been a long time since I had such a good time eating, I ate all kinds of delicious things at once, some couldn’t control it, and my stomach was full (^_^)

Natsume Yuu, who was in a good mood, said goodbye to Miyazaki Nara with a smile, and watched her leave the dessert shop. She couldn't help it, she didn't want to move when she was full. Anyway, no one said goodbye, so she had to wave.

Lying lazily on the sofa, squinting to enjoy the warm sunshine from the window, like a lazy cat cub.

However, no one can appreciate this cute person for the time being. Natsume Yuu and Miyazaki Nara ate desserts on the second floor of the dessert shop. Although the second floor is open, it is divided into several small compartments.

Dessert shops often come to couples in love. Who can guarantee that they will not be in the mood to do some embarrassing things while eating desserts?

I guess some people here might be thinking wrong, don’t worry, the shyness is limited to kissing and hugging, after all, there is such a big transparent floor-to-ceiling window, and a passer-by looks up, although they can’t see the faces of the diners upstairs. But it is still possible to see what you are doing.

Cough, back to the topic.

Natsume Yu was lying on the sofa, squinting, and casually pulled the bag beside him twice, pulled it over, unzipped the zipper, and rummaged through it several times with his hands before reaching for the phone.

Looking at the time, it was almost time, so he called Hocho Taro, and first made fun of the young man who is still easy to be choked by words because he is too gentle.

After seducing the other party to call her senior again to no avail, Natsume Yuu, who was not at all frustrated, told Hochotaro where he was with a smile, hung up the phone and continued to lie on the sofa waiting for Hochotaro to come pick her up.

The waiting time was too long and unbearable. The loneliness and loneliness in the waiting almost made the girl cry bitterly. Natsume Yuu bit the spoon and his eyes were a little watery. The lemon cheesecake he ordered just now was so delicious.

Hochotaro also climbed up to the second floor of the dessert shop according to the address Natsume Yu gave on the phone just now, looking around for the girl.

The small private room by the left wall, Feng Changtaro locked the small private room with various kitten paintings, stepped forward and knocked on the door, and when he heard the familiar girl moaning, he pushed the door open and entered with confidence.

Feng Changtaro, who already knew Natsume Yu well, thought that Natsume Yu must be eating again in the dessert shop, maybe when he got there, Natsume Yu had eaten up several empty plates and put them on the table.

But he didn't expect that Natsume Yu's number of paragraphs increased again after not seeing him for a long time. There were a few empty plates on the table, but he didn't expect that Natsume Yu had grown to the point where he would lie on a small sofa in public and put the plates on the table. Put it on your stomach and eat it!

Even if no one sees it, he is not human!

Hochotaro was reprimanded by Natsume's father who was suspected of being angry, and Natsume Yu was a little sluggish. It was rare to learn a lesson from Hochotaro, but he couldn't fight back. The blow in my heart is really too big.

Natsume Yu is also a little bully, although it is quite easy to play small pranks on Hocho Taro, Miyazaki Nara and some close classmates.

But in front of the black-faced stars, Yukimura Seiichi and others, she didn't dare to be presumptuous, because there was always a dangerous atmosphere, she was so scared and hated Fujisuke.

Facing the tough Hocho Taro, Natsume Yuu sat up awkwardly, quickly packed up his things, left a good word and right a flattery, who knew that usually gentle people would be so scary when they were fierce, of course let Hocho Taro calm down first .

After finally getting Feng Chotaro to forgive Natsume Yu for not paying attention to his personal image in public, they also came to Feng Chotaro's house. This time they came to see the four puppies that Feng Chotaro had adopted cat.

In fact, the kittens have already become old cats after so many years. Last time I went to the veterinarian and found that the cats are already so old and should take care of them, so I asked Hocho Taro to help with the old age. They are euthanized so that it is not too painful to go.

But after so many years, it is really rare that four cats can still live together.

The author has something to say: Can't sleep, send some words

As a newcomer writing on Jinjiang, I was really surprised that I didn’t rush to the street. The ordinary and tasteless life of boiled water day after day seems to be affirmed by others. There is an indescribable feeling, maybe because of the second term, Sometimes I will be suspicious and suspicious, and sometimes my whole psychological thoughts will be particularly dark, and I feel that this person has bad intentions, and that person is particularly scheming.

I feel like the supporting actress in the novel every day, being used by others, playing around.

In fact, normal girls should fantasize that they are the pig feet of Mary Su, right?

Writing articles on Jinjiang, being collected, encouraged, and liked by others, I feel like I have gained a sense of security in the confusion. It turns out that I am valuable. At least some people care about my existence because of the words I write. I don't know if you can understand it or not.

I am not tired from studying, but I am very tired, because everyone around me is saying something, expecting me, and putting pressure on me. Since I was a child, various teachers and classmates said that WYY is very smart. Being the first in the class is definitely not a problem, and my parents often use this sentence to train me.

In fact, I didn't take my words to heart, but these words still gave me pressure invisibly, and when I was under pressure, I unconsciously looked for opportunities to relax. I never focused on my studies, and only looked for extra-curricular books to read or draw. painting.

He was distracted in class, peeked at extracurricular books, and secretly drew villains, and his grades were always around the top ten.

We should be thankful that we were still drawing when we were distracted, so now we still have the opportunity for art students to fight for a school.

I was only in the first year of high school, and all the adults around me acted as if I was about to take the college entrance examination. They made various suggestions, thinking that I didn't study hard because I wanted to resist them, and they all taught me to study for myself.

In fact, I don't want to resist them, but the sense of adequacy of learning and progress can't withstand the pressure of the time that passed by in high school. Time flies too fast. The high school starts all of a sudden, and the end of the second semester is approaching all of a sudden. Now, I feel that the college entrance examination is like a ferocious monster, waiting for me not far away.

I am afraid, I am afraid, I am a coward, I want to escape, I am afraid that I will not do well in the exam, I am afraid of seeing the disappointed eyes of people around me, I am afraid that the person who once asked me to help him change the painting, said after the college entrance examination, even wyy So what if he is so good at painting, it's different and he didn't pass the exam.

Alas, it would be great if the people around me didn't care about grades so much. If someone told me that after the college entrance examination, I didn't pass the exam, I would have to retreat. Then I wouldn't be so flustered. At least I still know that if I fail the exam, I won't starve.

Well, someone said that my article has reached the V line, and asked me to find the editor to enter V, but I thought about it, and I still forget it. The money for entering V is probably not enough to subsidize my daily reading in Jinjiang, so I still Forget it, thank you for your support, thank you for your encouragement, and thank you for your love. I always feel that every time I go home, I will be nervous and easily moved. It may be because I can relax at home. The school has to control one's temper and tone, and can't live as one wants. It's better to be at home and read books and paintings alone to feel at ease.

I have math class tomorrow, but I am playing on my phone now, what should I do~

Ha, good night, it's so dark so late, I'm a little scared.