Lin Shan is doing color exercises.
Paint a stroke, look at Xie Jiaran, paint another stroke, look at Xie Jiaran again... ...
Until he turned around with a puzzled look on his face, he finally couldn't help but ask: "Jia Ran, did you win the grand prize by forwarding on Weibo?"
Xie Jiaran shook his head.
Lin Shan reluctantly asked again, "Did you win the lottery?"
Xie Jiaran shook his head again.
Lin Shan: "Are you going to get hit by stars falling from the sky?"
Xie Jiaran still shook his head and said helplessly: "What do you want to ask?"
Lin Shan said: "You didn't win the prize or the lottery, so why are you so happy today? What good thing happened?"
Xie Jiaran paused, wondering: "Why do you think I'm not happy?"
He has always been a person who shows his emotions, whether he is happy or sad, it will show on his face easily. He thinks that his behavior today is no different from usual and is wondering how Lin Shan could see that.
"It's just the feeling."
Lin Shan was very proud: "My emotional perception radar is very accurate, and you are too obvious."
Xie Jiaran touched his face: "Is it obvious?"
Did he smile
"It's obvious to the naked eye, and it's obvious to anyone with five senses. People are deceived by the air you infected."
Lin Shan stretched out a hand, lifted his sleeve to reveal a part of his arm: "Take a look."
Xie Jiaran took a quick look and asked, "Hair?"
Lin Shan: "The pink bubbles that keep floating from your body are making me almost allergic to sugar!"
Xie Jiaran: “… ”
Lin Shan put down his sleeves and said, "Good brothers, we share happiness together. Tell me what good news you have. Is your "youth" finally finished?"
From a certain perspective, this is indeed the reason. Xie Jiaran nodded hesitantly: "Forget it."
Lin Shan: "You finally made it out after much anticipation. Have you brought it? Come here quickly and show it to me first!"
Xie Jiaran took out the manuscript and handed it to him.
The draft of the stadium and the detailed design of the dormitory were put aside for a long time due to inexplicable confusion, but now the painting is finally completed with color.
The background was changed from indoors to outdoors, from a gymnasium enclosed on all sides to an open playground shaded by green trees.
The rich and colorful paints outline the brilliant and grand summer, while the transparent colors make the whole picture reveal the freshness of cicadas chirping in the shade of trees.
A group of teenagers are chasing each other and sweating on the court. Whether in the picture or outside the picture, the boy in the middle who jumps high and dunks the ball is the focus of all attention and sight.
The flying hems of the clothes rolled up in a wanton and ostentatious arc in the air, looking vigorous, brilliant and full of vitality.
Lin Shan's eyes lit up the first time he saw the painting.
It is really beautiful and impactful, enough to make people intoxicated at first sight.
Every brush stroke and every color is just perfect.
With youth and excitement, looking at it for a few more times will make people involuntarily have a rather romantic illusion - he is not looking at a painting, but at another coexisting world through a piece of paper.
It even seems that through this painting, one can feel the author's joy when he created it, and the world in his eyes must be full of stars.
"Oh my god, you... you look so good..."
Lin Shan swallowed his saliva. His ability to organize words was not very good. He was unable to express his thoughts. He was stuck several times, and finally said a sincere, simple and down-to-earth compliment: "You also painted your man too handsome!"
“The composition, the transparency of the colors, and the outlines of the characters are absolutely amazing!”
"You didn't even receive the special prize for your submission."
"The winning drawings will be published in newspapers and magazines, right? If you release them, your boyfriend will become everyone's idol..."
Lin Shan became talkative when he was excited. He kept on talking for a long time before he realized that he had said the wrong thing.
After looking around and seeing that no one noticed them, she quickly tried to change "your boyfriend" to "your sworn brothers".
Xie Jiaran shook his head slightly and whispered, "Still okay."
"Hmm?" Lin Shan blinked, keenly sensing something strange: "'Still' ? "
Xie Jiaran: “Yeah.”
My boyfriend... is still fine.
The subtext was so beautiful that Lin Shan smacked his lips and savored it carefully, his eyes curved in a smile.
Before they could say anything, a figure appeared beside them, and it was Su Yuyue who held a book with personal information and placed it in front of them.
"Come on." Su Yuyue said, "Fill in your personal information, and be specific about your home address, including the house number."
"oh."
When Lin Shan took the record book and handed the painting back to Xie Jiaran, Su Yuyue saw it with her sharp eyes and exclaimed: "This is a beautiful painting, Xie Jiaran, is this a new one you drew?"
Before Xie Jiaran could say anything, Lin Shan patted his chest and answered proudly: "Of course, besides our big brother Xie, who else can draw such a unique painting! It's simply exquisite, isn't it?"
Su Yuyue burst out laughing at his messy and exaggerated words, and nodded in response: "You are absolutely right. Only our big brother Xie can draw such a beautiful painting."
She held her cheeks and said, "Really? I never thought that a group of straight men who were having fun grabbing the ball on the court would look so good in a drawing."
Lin Shan opened his eyes wide: "Hey, monitor, I agree with what you said. Basketball players are all happy to grab the ball..."
After filling in the information, he handed the record book to Xie Jiaran, and began to discuss with Su Xiyue in an orderly manner the difference between playing basketball like a male god and playing basketball like the cute (vegetarian) ones. He did not notice that the person next to him was stunned for a moment after hearing Su Xiyue's words.
Xie Jiaran was reminded.
Ah, he was so overwhelmed with joy that he forgot to think about Liang Sunian.
What if he is gay
What should he do if he doesn't like boys at all and is even very resistant to this kind of thing
"... ..."
After filling in the information, Xie Jiaran returned the record book to Su Xiyue, turned around and continued his painting practice without saying a word.
The corners of her lips pursed slightly, and the pink bubbles that had been silently emanating all morning disappeared.
The latter confirmed it and continued to gather information, until he walked to Sun Han, who was sitting diagonally across from Xie Jiaran and the others at the front door of the classroom.
Handing over the record book, Su Yuyue saw that he was frowning and looked annoyed, so she raised her eyebrows and asked, "What happened to this friend? Who invited you?"
"without."
Sun Han took the record book and filled it out. When he returned it, he thought of something and looked up at Su Yueyue and said, "Squad leader, can I ask you a question?"
Su Yueyue: "Yes, just ask."
Sun Han considered his words carefully: "What do you think youth is? If you were asked to express it in a painting, what would you paint?"
"Youth..."
Su Yue repeated it.
I don't know why, when I heard this word, the first thing that came to my mind was the scene I just saw from Xie Jiaran's picture.
"I think it's probably the energetic teenagers on the basketball court in midsummer."
This was a scene that everyone had seen countless times, and she was no exception. She knew that the reality looked ordinary, even far less beautiful, but now she could not help but imagine what an ordinary court should look like.
The solidified good impression was so magical that now whenever she closed her eyes and thought of the football field, what she saw was like a painting that came to life, with the full vigor of youth rushing towards her.
Well, the answer is standard.
Su Yue was about to leave with the booklet, leaving Sun Han sitting there staring at the drawing board thoughtfully.
Basketball...
After sending a message to Liang Sunian in advance, Xie Jiaran went straight to the gymnasium after class.
Pushing the door open, they saw Xiao Chi, Liu Maomao and a few other boys they knew playing pitching and passing the ball, ignoring the rules. Xie Jiaran looked around but didn't see Liang Sunian. Instead, Chen Wenyao, who was standing aside drinking water, took the initiative to step forward and greet him.
"Hello, Xie, you're looking for Lao Liang?"
He pointed to the opposite corner and said, "He went to the equipment room to look for the ball. Do you want to wait for him here for a while, or go directly over there?"
"Yes, I must find him." Xie Jiaran withdrew his gaze from the equipment room, thought for a moment, and turned to Chen Wenyao: "You can also find me."
Chen Wenyao pointed at his nose and asked in surprise, "Looking for me?"
Xie Jiaran nodded and asked politely, "Is it okay?"
"Of course." Chen Wenyao put down his hand and said generously, "What do you want to talk to me about? Tell me."
Xie Jiaran: "It's not a big deal, I just want to ask you something, about Liang Sunian."
Chen Wenyao raised his eyebrows: "Hmm?"
Xie Jiaran let his hands fall naturally by his side, his face calm, and he carefully hid his uneasiness: "Liang Sunian has been in love before, has he ever had a girlfriend?"
I didn't expect him to ask this, and Chen Wenyao was unable to react for a moment.
After two seconds, he digested it and was about to speak, but Xie Jiaran continued to ask: "Also, has he ever told you what kind of people he likes?"
When Liang Sunian came out, he saw Chen Wenyao turning his head and staring at the door in a daze, and he didn't know what he was looking at.
He threw the new basketball he found to Liu Maomao, walked over and patted Chen Wenyao on the shoulder: "Hey, idiot, what are you looking at?"
"Speaking nicely is not a personal attack." Chen Wenyao snorted, "Look at that."
"What's so rare?"
Liang Sunian looked in the direction he was going, but saw nothing except the gymnasium gate.
"I saw it. You came back too late. Now it's gone."
Chen Wenyao turned around and asked: "Who came to the equipment room a while ago when you went there?"
Liang Sunian: "The dean is also your father?"
Chen Wenyao: "...your ancestors!"
Liang Sunian raised his eyebrows and said, "Awesome, you have this ability?"
Chen Wenyao rolled his eyes and said, "Your roommate, Xie Jiaran just came."
"Him." Liang Sunian said to himself, "You were right. This person is indeed my ancestor."
Chen Wenyao: “What?”
"Nothing." Liang Sunian asked: "He came to see me? Why did he leave again?"
"I guess I'm looking for you."
Chen Wenyao put his hand on his shoulder and said with an unfathomable look on his face: "Lao Liang, let me warn you, I think you are going to have a lot of romantic affairs."
Liang Su Nian: “?”
Chen Wenyao: "Do you know what Xie Jiaran asked me just now?"
"He asked me if I had ever been in a relationship or made friends, and asked me if I knew what kind of look and type I liked. What kind of thinking is this? This is the idea of introducing you to a date."
Liang Sunian's smile froze for a moment.
Chen Wenyao didn't notice it, smacked his lips, and his blessing had a sour lemon flavor: "Congratulations, brother, you don't know how outstanding and beautiful the girl is to have the school beauty as a matchmaker, you are blessed!"
"Why!"
Xiao Chi suddenly shouted over here: "You two guys, it's time to rest enough! Come back and start training quickly, we only have the venue until 7:30, if you're any later there will be no more games!"
"Hey! Here it comes!"
Wen Yao stretched lazily: "I want to turn jealousy into strength. I'll tell you what I want to say. I'll dunk ten eight balls on you to vent my anger."
"Play the ball well, don't talk in your sleep."
Liang Sunian pushed him and watched him jump into the venue and start a fight with Xiao Chi and the others. He turned his head to look in the direction of the door, and his smile slowly faded.
Thinking about what Chen Wenyao had just said about Xie Jiaran introducing him to someone, for some reason, he felt a little strangely comfortable in his heart.
"Brother Liang!" Xiao Chi called him, "What are you doing? Come here! You are the only one missing!"
“Here I come.”
Liang Sunian responded, but walked forward only a few steps and quickly stopped again.
Facing the confused looks from the opposite side, he raised his hand and said, "Forget it, I'll play again next time."
"I suddenly remembered something urgent, so I'll go back to the dormitory first."