I was dedicated by the female lead to the male lead

After going to school on Monday, Xia Xiaomu received the notice of the annual "Qingjun Cup" selection contest of S University of Fine Arts.

This competition is to select the best student work from every student who signed up for the competition as the winner.The winning students will not only receive a generous bonus, but their works will also be exhibited in the art gallery of S University.

As a century-old art gallery of S, there are nearly a hundred works of winning students in the exhibition.Most of the creators of these works have become famous painters.

This has led to the gradual attention of the society to the s art museum, and the creators of the exhibited works are also known as future famous painters, and their social value has increased accordingly.

Therefore, for the students of the Academy of Fine Arts, winning the "Qingjun Cup" will also be the first step to becoming famous as a painter.

Xia Xiaomu quickly registered himself. He knew that he lacked opportunities to be exposed, and he must firmly seize the opportunity to accumulate fame like this.

In order to see the strength of previous winners, he went to the school art gallery to see the works selected by previous cups.

The work of the previous winner was placed in the latest position, a work called "Misty and Rainy".With just one glance, Xia Xiaomu was attracted by this work.

The colors of the painting are mainly light blue, light green, and light pink to form a landscape painting, which depicts a smoky lake and the back of a girl in a red dress by the lake.

The most wonderful thing is not the fresh scenery in the painting, but the whole landscape and lakes are shrouded in a faint mist, giving the senses so real that it feels like being there.

I can even imagine myself standing by the lake where it has just rained, surrounded by fresh air, and even my breath seems to be moist with moisture.

Only those who have painted can understand this smoky feeling, how difficult it is to paint.

It takes a lot of practice and skillful color grading, as well as mastery of color while painting.This is the most difficult method of color tone processing, and it is difficult to reflect this hazy feeling without a well-trained foundation and skills.

And this kind of painting skills is really what Xia Xiaomu lacks.

Even if you are born with the aura of painting, you still need a teacher's guidance in the process of growing up, especially in terms of skills.And he lived to be 19 years old in the original world. Apart from relying on inspiration to paint, his painting skills were all based on his own exploration.

When Xia Xiaomu saw the creator's golden name tag hanging next to the work, she couldn't help but clenched her hands tightly.

It's Xie Weiwan.

He almost forgot that Xie Weiwan, the heroine of the original novel, was born in a family of painters, and not only was she beautiful, but she was even more talented in painting.Grandpa Lu wanted her to be the granddaughter-in-law of the Lu family, partly because of her talent in painting.

Xia Xiaomu's mood suddenly became complicated. He thought that according to the plot of the novel, Lu Jinghan and Xie Weiwan would get engaged by the end of this year.

There is less than a month left now.

Before they get engaged, they will sign a contract first, it should be recently, right?

An inexplicable sour emotion rushed into his heart, and his heart felt uncomfortable due to this emotion, which made Xia Xiaomu's breathing become tight.

Xie Weiwan in the book didn't show any affection to Lu Jinghan other than ruthlessly using and squeezing Lu Jinghan.But Lu Jinghan gradually fell in love with this woman after signing the contract, and was even willing to be used by him.

He saw that Lu Jinghan was such a person, and there were very few people around him who loved him and cared about him.But as long as he falls in love with someone, he will use his affection from beginning to end.

He stands in front of the painting, fists clenched tightly.

Brother Jing Han shouldn't have such an ending.

It would be great if he wouldn't fall in love with Xie Weiwan.

The phone buzzed and vibrated, it was a message from Lu Jinghan: --Where is it?

Today is the day when Lu Jinghan comes to school.

Xia Xiaomu's hand tightened.In just two words, he seemed to see Lu Jinghan's handsome and indifferent expression, and asked him softly, "Where are you?"

The voice seemed to ring in the ear, low but gentle.

He replied: - I am in the art museum.Is your thesis discussion over yet?

Then he kept staring at the phone and waited. One minute passed, and Lu Jinghan didn't reply.

Xia Xiaomu held her mobile phone in her hand and continued to watch the works of her seniors and sisters.It is undeniable that each one is excellent, and there are many creative works, which are refreshing.

The number of people in the art gallery gradually increased, and they were probably the same as him. Before submitting the works for the "Qing Jun Cup", they first came to observe the previous winning works.

Because Xie Weiwan's work was from last year, it was hung at the front, and the students who came in would be attracted by Misty Rain first.

From time to time, Xia Xiaomu heard exclamations from before that article.

Complicated, sour, and uncomfortable emotions hit my heart again.

He said silently in his heart: not jealousy, definitely not jealousy.My paintings are also very good, and I have more aura than hers, and I will never lose to Xie Weiwan.

Looking down at the phone, Lu Jinghan still didn't reply to him.

He continued to look at the masterpieces from ten years ago, and suddenly saw a familiar figure, and his heart skipped a beat: Xie Weiwan is here too.

He ducked back subconsciously.

Instinctively rejected meeting her.

Xie Weiwan stood in front of a painting with a girl.

Girl: "Wanwan, this is the work of your aunt Xie Wen, your Xie family is really amazing!"

Xie Weiwan smiled and said: "Yes, she will teach me a lot of painting skills every time she returns to China, which is much better than what my father taught me."

Girl: "I heard that your aunt Xie Wen suddenly disappeared for more than a year 20 years ago, and then went to England. I heard from the teachers that it was a big news at the time, and they all regretted that our country lost another one. Excellent painter."

Xie Weiwan hesitated for a moment: "It's not that she disappeared, she went to travel and paint for a year."

Xia Xiaomu looked at Xie Wen's work. She was far away and couldn't see the details clearly.But it can be seen that it is full of aura.

Xie Wen?Xie Weiwan called her aunt, so that should be Xie Yu's daughter.

Xia Xiaomu thought to herself: The Xie family really produced generations of famous painters.

Girls love to gossip, so the girl continued to ask Xie Weiwan: "I found a photo of Master Xie Wen on the Internet, it is really beautiful, but I heard that she has never been married, is it true?"

Xie Weiwan didn't want to talk about this topic, so she hummed lightly: "Our college hired my aunt as a special-appointed professor, and she will be able to come to our school to teach next year."

Girl: "Wow, that's great! I'm sure everyone in the academy wants to take Master Xie Wen's class, and her class is probably going to be crowded."

Xia Xiaomu and Xie Weiwan didn't have much in common, but they strongly resisted walking in with her.Xia Xiaomu was about to give up looking at the paintings and leave.

There were chattering voices around again:

"The male god Lu from the business school came to the art gallery just now."

"Hey, are you looking for Xie Weiwan again?"

"It should be. It seems that I haven't seen him come to our Art Academy for a long time. I miss him, hehe."

"Xie Weiwan is right in front, why don't we go over and have a look?"

Xia Xiaomu stopped walking, holding the phone in her hand, the screen was still stuck on the dialog box that Lu Jinghan hadn't replied to.

For the first time, he wandered between self-confidence and lack of self-confidence:

You didn't come to see me, did you?

Xie Weiwan is here too, she is looking for her, will they sign the contract today?

Xia Xiaomu's heart picked up. Although he didn't have a mirror, he could clearly feel how bad his complexion was.

He bowed his head and walked forward quickly, trying to escape from this kind of place that made him almost suffocate as soon as possible.

"Peng" pretended to be full with a person.

"I'm sorry, Brother Jing Han?" He took a few steps back and shouted in surprise.

Are you looking for me?Are you looking for me?

"What are you thinking, you don't look at the road when you walk." Lu Jinghan scolded him softly, and handed him a cup of hot milk tea: "You can't drink here, warm your hands."

Xia Xiaomu took it in a daze, and held it in her hands. This feeling seemed as unreal as a dream.

Looking at his somewhat pale face, Lu Jinghan frowned and asked, "Is it cold?"

"No no no, it's not cold." He shook his head: "Why are you here?"

Lu Jinghan: "I'm looking for you, do you want to watch it again? When are you going to have lunch?"

Find me!It's really looking for me!

Xia Xiaomu nodded and smiled, a little rosiness gradually appeared on her face.

The two were about to leave when Xie Weiwan's voice sounded:

"Lu Lu Jinghan! I want you to talk to me."

Xia Xiaomu's heart jumped again when she was startled by this voice.Turning her head to look over, Xie Weiwan was standing not far away, her eyes were looking at Lu Jinghan.

Lu Jinghan was obviously also surprised, looking at Xie Weiwan in a daze for a while.

Xia Xiaomu looked up at the intertwined gazes of the two of them. The sore feeling filled her heart again, and she was so uncomfortable that she even felt that the air around her became oppressive, as if she had sunk to the bottom of the water for a long time and was almost devoid of oxygen. asphyxia.

He took a few steps back uncontrollably: "Brother Jing Han, then, I'll go first and you can talk."

As soon as he turned around, his wrist was firmly clasped, Lu Jinghan said calmly, "What are you going? Come with me."

Looking at Xie Weiwan again: "What do you want to talk about? Let's talk about it here."