Xu Sheng really felt that there was an inexplicable sense of shame when he had his boyfriend's voice in his earphones, and he had an inexplicable sense of shame when he gave a demonstration to others.
The person next to him nodded, still a little puzzled, and wanted to see him follow up: "Aren't you going to continue painting?"
Xu Sheng tugged at the headphone cable, pulled it down, and said, "The train of thought is broken."
Can't think of painting now, it's all about someone.
The sketch teacher just finished correcting a classmate, reminding him to pay attention to the structure, spend more time on the shape, and notice Xu Sheng's side: "What are you doing standing around Xu Sheng, let me see what you have drawn? So-"
The studio teachers have designed and formulated different homework and goals for each student, and taught students in accordance with their aptitude. The studio's annual joint examination results are not bad, and it is precisely for this reason. Unlike other studios, everyone teaches at the same time.
But the studio teacher also encountered a thorny problem this year: how to teach Xu Sheng.
His personal style is too strong, everyone is still copying Fan paintings, but Xu Sheng has already shown an amazing uniqueness.
Xu Sheng didn't even need to write his signature, he could tell at a glance that it was him.
After the person next to him left, Xu Sheng stopped halfway to sharpen his pencil to adjust his mood.
After sharpening the pencil to a longer length, I couldn't help sending him a message.
- You did it on purpose, brother.
Opposite reply:
-what
Forget it, Xu Sheng skipped this topic: video at night.
Xu Sheng added: That kid Kang Kai is not here, he asked for leave at night, he has to go home, and he won't be back until tomorrow morning.
The studio teachers didn't follow them in the studio all day, and it was considered a semi-self-study at night. Kang Kai asked for leave at four o'clock and went back. Xu Sheng stayed in the studio until the early morning before returning to the bedroom after washing the palette.
It was windy and cold outside, so he rushed straight towards him and drilled out from Xu Sheng's neck.
Although it was already at this point, Xu Sheng went back and prepared to do a set of questions before going to sleep, and shook Shao Zhan over a video call while turning over the paper.
The two have never had a video before.
It's just that with Kang Kai there, many words can't be said recklessly.
The video is open with Kang Kai also added: "Actually, I also have a few questions to ask..."
The final result was that Shao Zhan took two by himself, and Kang Kai, a tutor, had to admit: the boss on the opposite side gave him a few supplements, and his mastery of knowledge seemed to be much better than before the training.
"This feeling of being carried away," Kang Kai said with emotion as he lay on the bed at the end of a video, "It's like playing a game and winning, what kind of fairy life do you spend in school every day?"
Xu Kai opened the door and entered the house.
"The clothes haven't been pulled." When the video was connected, Xu Sheng hadn't adjusted the angle yet, just to see his joints that were reddened by the cold wind, as well as the large collarbone exposed outside, and the zipper of his jacket was stuck in On the chest, the neckline of the sweater inside was too low.
Shao Zhan stopped his pen and said, "...you need to leave a few more prints to keep your memory long."
Xu Sheng lowered his head and laughed, "It's just a few steps back from the studio..."
Shao Zhan: "Not even a few steps."
There was heating in the room, Xu Sheng opened the zipper directly, took off his jacket and said, "Got it."
Knowing that Shao Zhan was busier than him during this time, Xu Sheng didn't say more - before the video started, he thought he would have a lot to say, but when he saw someone, his heart suddenly became quiet.
He glanced over Shao Zhan's knuckles with a black pen, and the sharp words on the test paper.
Shao Zhan was wearing a black sweater today, which made him feel unreal.
Xu Sheng just did two questions and looked at his boyfriend for a while. When he turned his pen and raised his eyes for the second time, he happened to bump into Shao Zhan and looked up at him. The two looked at him, "..."
Xu Sheng put down the pen and peeked at each other to be caught. The two laughed together: "Fuck."
"I'm a little tired recently. I'll look at you more," Shao Zhan said, "recharge the battery for a while."
Xu Sheng knew something about this competition. Before getting to know him, he, like many others, thought it was a matter of course for Shao Zhan to take the first place. But in the days of becoming Shao Zhan, he knew how much he paid behind his back.
After Xu Sheng finished writing a paper, he got the answer right, and pushed back the knowledge points that needed to be consolidated according to the answer. It was 2:30 in the morning when he finished writing. ."
"If you haven't finished charging it, why don't you try another method," Xu Sheng said, "Maybe it will be faster."
Xu Sheng stretched out his hand, moved the video camera down, and landed on the hem of the rolled-up sweater. Only then did Shao Zhan realize that he was really not afraid of freezing. He was wearing dark black jeans, and his legs were wrapped even more thinly. .
Shao Zhan's Adam's apple moved slightly, and he asked, "Which way?"
"for example… "
Xu Sheng grabbed the hem of the clothes with his fingers, and Shao Zhan watched him lift up. He was wearing a belt around his waist, as if he was deliberately playing with him. After he lifted it up, he slipped his hand down and landed on the buckle around his waist, making a gesture to untie it, and his raised eyes raised, "This kind of thing? "
"… "
The real Xu Sheng can't do it.
But this kind of intangible, irresponsible for the aftermath, he is very good at it.
Xu Sheng did this, and it would be more shameful to go further, waiting for Shao Zhan to surrender.
However, Shao Zhan seemed to deliberately want to see which step he could take, and Xu Sheng's lower limit became lower, so he really continued down. After three seconds, Shao Zhan hung up the video.
Boyfriend: You wait.
Xu Sheng had no conscience, let go of his hand, the hem of his clothes fell to cover all the scenery, and he supported his chin and smiled for a while.
After that, I practiced day and night for a while.
The day the competition ended was the weekend. Coincidentally, Xu Sheng's studio also conducted a mock test at the closing stage. This mock test included not only sketches, sketches, and colors, but also the content of the school exam.
The content of the school entrance examination accounts for the bulk of it. The joint entrance examination is the foundation and important, but it is not difficult for them. There are many "creative design" type test questions in the school entrance examination, which are far more difficult than the joint entrance examination.
Xu Sheng's standing in the studio is also because he not only has a strong foundation, but also has a stronger sense of design than others.
After the exam, the teachers need to go back to the office to score, and after collecting the papers, someone leaned on the window and shouted, "It's snowing—"
This is the first snowfall of this winter.
"Look, it's snowing."
The bus on the return trip was carrying students from No. 6 Middle School. Shao Zhan was sitting in the back row to catch up on sleep, but was woken up by this voice. He turned his head and saw through the glass window that the fine snowflakes fell like fluff and landed on objects. It quickly turned into invisible water stains.
He looked at it for a while, and then saw the picture that Xu Sheng sent.
S: [image]
S: It's snowing.
The angle of the picture is very special. It is a picture of the sky from the bottom up. It should be taken by Xu Sheng with his hand out of the window.
Although they were not together, they saw the same snow at the same time.
Shao Zhan suddenly wanted to see him in front of this photo.
Now, immediately.
- are you in the studio now
After Xu Sheng took the photo, he sat back to his seat, and stepped on the beam and replied: Hmm.
-What's wrong
- I just finished my exam, I'm doing self-study now, and today I still have one color and five sketches to draw.
After the exam, the studio was very noisy. These art candidates may also be using this method to relieve pressure. The teacher assigned homework and did not draw much, but chatted a lot.
The topic quickly turned to Xu Sheng: "Xu Shen, which school do you belong to, Liyang? I heard that Liyang has a very powerful person this year. Principal Liyang said last year that he was the first in the joint entrance examination this year. Definitely at their school."
Xu Sheng put tape around the paper and said, "No."
"I'm from Linjiang."
"… "
Linjiang No. 6 Middle School
The person who asked this was dumbfounded.
The two entries of art and Linjiang No. 6 Middle School shouldn't be involved in any way! Have you ever been an art student in Linjiang
The whole studio was impacted, and in the end, he could only sigh with emotion: "Xue, Xueba."
Xu Sheng had no face to recognize these words.
It really isn't.
They have an hour break to eat after the exam.
When Xu Sheng came back from eating, the rest time was not over, and there were not many people in the studio. He planned to paint the color assignment left by the teacher first.
After the exam, the palette was already full of colors, and the remaining paint on it had dried out. Xu Sheng lowered his head and seriously added paint to the paint box, intending to go out to wash the palette after adding.
He doesn't like washing palettes very much, it's hard to wash after the paint is dry, and the water is cold in winter - washing palettes is a chore.
After Xu Sheng added one, he closed the lid, and took another can of color from the side to add paint to the paint box. After adding half of it, the phone vibrated a few times.
- I ordered takeout for you, go out and pick it up.
-? I have eaten bro.
But even if he had eaten, he couldn't go back after delivery. It was snowing outside. He was afraid that the waiter would wait too long, so Xu Sheng put on his coat and walked to the door of the studio.
The studio was on the second floor, and the light on the corridor was dim. Halfway through, he remembered what Shao Zhan told him in the video last time, so he raised his hand to zip up his coat, and by the way, he also pulled up the hat behind his clothes.
However, as soon as he reached the entrance of the stairs, he was dragged over by a hand.
Only then did he realize that there was a person leaning against the corner of the wall, and when he regained his senses, he was already in his arms, and a voice that was more real than the audio sounded in his ears. The similar voice said: "…Xu Sheng, it's time for dinner. ."
Shao Zhan lowered his head to check his clothes and saw that he ran out before the zipper was halfway pulled this time, so he kissed him on the lips: "Reward."
It was still snowing outside, and the snow was much heavier than when it first fell. Shao Zhan's body was cold, and Xu Sheng's fingers on his arm felt a little cold snow.
Luckily, it was meal time, and there was no one in the corridor.
Xu Sheng: "Why are you here?"
"The competition is over," Shao Zhan said, "Director Gu gave the competition students a day off."
Until Shao Zhan followed him back to the studio, Xu Sheng hadn't recovered.
When Shao Zhan entered, the classmates who came back early in the studio got stuck halfway through chatting: "..."
"And then what happened?"
"I forgot," the classmate said, "I was so handsome that my mind went blank. Is the friend of Xu Shen who just came in?"
The seats in the back are spacious. Shao Zhan sat in the vacant seat next to Xu Sheng, and looked at this studio for the first time—similar to the Kang family studio he had been to before, with Fan paintings on the walls and a structure explanation on the blackboard. , the light source and the basic color wheel are explained on the right.
"Four-hour self-study at night, if you feel bored, you can go to the dormitory and wait first," Xu Sheng said after finishing the paint box, and had to face the paint tray next to him. Only half of it was exposed, "I'm going to wash it..." and put down the paint tray.
Shao Zhan first picked up the paint tray in front of him. He had been the one who spent an hour in Kang Kai's studio before "Xu Sheng", and knew that he had to change the water in the bucket: "My hands are shrunk like this, I'll go. wash."
Xu Sheng put the dirty sponge on the side on the paint tray and gave it to him, rudely: "And this."
After Xu Sheng finished the operation, he had no psychological burden at all, and after speaking, he said very unconscionably, "Thank you, brother."
His words weren't loud, but he couldn't stand the other people's ears pricking up to listen.
In their studio, one Xu Sheng is enough to shock. Sometimes people from other studios come to see it between classes. Now there is another one, and the visual effect is doubled.
Oh, it was my brother.
The other students who were silently paying attention turned their heads back after reaching the conclusion, and said in their hearts: Are other people's brothers so good
In the winter, I was willing to help wash the palette.
What a peerless good brother.