evening.
Father Yuan put down his chopsticks and looked up at Yuan Tian, who was sitting on the left, "Grandpa said you won another award? What award did you win this time?"
Before Yuan Tian could reply, Yuan's mother Chen Ya said with a smile, "I won the first prize in the Youth Art Exhibition. I went back to my old house for a week, wasn't it just to paint that painting?"
Father Yuan understood, "Is it that oil painting? The old kitchen in the painting? Grandpa also asked Uncle Wang to collect firewood and make a fire for cooking. The painting is exactly the same."
"Yes." Mother Yuan said, serving a bowl of soup for Yuan's father, and another bowl for Yuan Tian, with a gentle smile, "Dad is just waiting for Xiaotian to finish her exam this time and let her go back and stay for a while."
"The company is busy in the middle of the year, so you and Xiaotian should go back and spend time with the elderly." Father Yuan nodded, looked at Yuan Tian again, and told her to go back to Chen's house to see her.
He and Chen Ya were originally only children, and they only had one child now. Both families had high hopes for Yuan Tian, and she did live up to their expectations.
In the huge living room of the Yuan family villa, all kinds of trophies and honors she received from childhood were displayed on one wall.
In Chen Wei's words, she has a unique artistic talent, and she can understand it instantly with a little guidance. I started painting at the age of four and a half. When I was seven years old, I could stay in the studio alone for several hours. I already had some very good original works before I was ten years old. Every improvement is surprising.
Chen Weizeng said that the most fortunate thing was to discover Yuan Tian's talent in time and very early.
"I told grandpa." Yuan Tian responded.
After the meal, before she went upstairs, Mother Yuan brought her the fruit cut by Mrs. Wang, poured yogurt on it, and warned her, "Go to bed early, don't secretly go to the painter to stay until midnight, there are still exams."
Yuan Tian: "I haven't painted recently."
She really didn't draw, so she returned to the room with the fruit, went into the bathroom, took a shower and dried her hair, sat at the table, ate the fruit, and took the mobile phone next to her.
Seeing the phone with a broken screen, she remembered what happened in the afternoon.
He casually opened WeChat and confiscated the transfer he initiated. This person only has one WeChat friend, which was posted two days ago. The background looks like an airport. He is wearing a white short-sleeved top, carrying a black schoolbag, pushing the suitcase with his hand, and smiling brightly at the camera.
His eyebrows were raised, and his smile was contagious, pure and clean, and full of youthfulness. Yuan Tian couldn't help but think of the moment of collision in the library, and his beautiful eyes flashed.
After a while, she got up and went to the studio with her phone in hand.
at the same time.
Ji Huai was sitting on the sofa at home, absent-mindedly watching TV with Chen Xiuman. From time to time he looked at his phone, typed a few words in the dialog box, and then deleted it.
Hit delete, delete hit, then sigh.
What do Yuan Tian's words mean? I really can't figure out which step I made wrong
Chen Xiuman could tell that he was worried. After watching an episode of the TV series, he stood up and said, "It's getting late. I'm going to go back to bed. You should go to bed early and finally get some rest."
Ji Huai: "Yeah."
After returning to the room, he lay down on the bed and stared at Yuan Tian's profile picture in a daze. Her avatar is an oil painting, with endless sunflowers in the painting. It has been this avatar from the beginning. From the beginning to the end, she is really dedicated to what she does, such as painting, such as loving him.
Ji Huai thought for a long time, fearing that she would fall asleep, and finally plucked up the courage to send her a message, "Are you asleep?"
He waited and waited, but no one responded.
He said again: "Are you there?"
Still no one replied.
Ji Huai looked hopelessly at the ceiling above his head, feeling frustrated.
Is it possible to really regard him as a narcissistic and arrogant scumbag? Are you so protective
He was thinking wildly here, while Yuan Tian was working on the draft seriously. Her eyes were focused, she held the pen and sketched quickly, leaving a trace on the paper.
On the drawing board, the outline of the young man slowly emerged. He had bright black eyes and a smile on his lips. He was wearing a sports uniform and holding a basketball in his hand.
Yuan Tian looked left and right, and then looked at the boy's photo on her phone. Just looking at the face, she could feel that her soul had been injected into her. She was very satisfied, but with the jersey and basketball, it was a bit inconsistent, as if it was inconsistent with his sunshine. A conflict occurs.
Moreover, this painting did not give her a strong feeling, it felt like something was missing.
It was already late at night when Yuan Tian saw Ji Huai's text message. She had changed several parts of the drawing but was not satisfied with it. She looked at the time, sent him a brief explanation, turned off her phone and turned off the lights to go to sleep.
The next day, Uncle Wang sent her to school.
As the high school entrance examination approaches, teachers are no longer in class. The school has organized graduation photos for the past two days, and everyone is studying by themselves.
As soon as she entered the class, she found that everyone seemed to be very restless. As soon as she sat down, her deskmate Li Meina blushed and said to her, "Ji Huai has come to school. He is so handsome now."
Yuan Tian was confused, but before she could ask, the study committee member at the front desk turned around excitedly, "My heart is already rippling, he is so tall now, and have you heard? He is the No. 1 singles player in the country in this year's Youth Championship!" "
"Of course I know. I even went to see him play in that gym. At that time, he was only number one in the city."
"Yeah, yeah, I've seen it too. I thought he wouldn't come to school anymore. After all, he's already in the national team."
"Ah, many girls from the next class are here too, and they are all peeking at him."
…
The two of them talked about their excitement, stretched out their hands to hold each other tightly, and laughed a little bit crazy.
Yuan Tian: "..."
Ji Huai
She seemed to see a banner at the gate, but she didn't look at it seriously and wasn't interested. Then she took out the book from the drawer and prepared to memorize classical Chinese.
The class bell rang, and there was some commotion at the back door. The students in front turned around frequently. When Yuan Tian noticed it, she also looked up. A figure walked past, but she did not turn around to look.
"I'm really excited that he's sitting behind you." Li Meina approached Yuan Tian, glancing back from the corner of her eye, and reaching out to grab the corner of her clothes, looking shy and nervous.
"Please control your emotions a little bit." Yuan Tian didn't look back, looked at his deskmate and said, "Don't let the tears of excitement flow from the corners of your mouth, okay?"
The other party is a nymphomaniac, obsessed with handsome boys, chasing stars every day, and probably has hundreds of husbands, so she is used to it.
Li Meina took a sip of saliva, instantly making her laugh.
Ji Huai sat on the chair, stretched his long legs forward, and put the drink aside. Yang Di, his deskmate, stretched out his fist and hit his chest, "You kid, you're here, otherwise I wouldn't even remember it." I have a deskmate."
He still had classes last year, but starting from the second half of the year, there was no one around, and he had to help him get his books and test papers.
After Yang Di finished speaking, before Ji Huai responded, the other party reached out to take off his clothes, "It's so hard, brother, look at his abs."
When he returned home during the Chinese New Year, he gained ten pounds from eating and coveted Ji Huai's figure.
When she heard about abdominal muscles, Li Meina's pupils shrank, as if a button was pressed, and she looked back. Ji Huai was pressing down her clothes when Yang Di noticed her, "What? You want to see your abs too? Are you a pervert?"
"You fart!" Li Meina cursed angrily, turned around pretending to be angry, and added, "Yang Di, are you sick?"
The head teacher walked in and coughed lightly, "Quiet."
The classroom fell silent instantly.
"Our class is in the back. We have to take graduation photos tomorrow morning. Everyone will review carefully today. We must wear school uniforms." After the class teacher finished speaking, he calmed down and said, "Ji Huai, your school uniforms are in my office. You will go there after class later. take."
Ji Huai: "Yeah."
As soon as he spoke, Yuan Tian felt a little familiar, which disturbed her thoughts of endorsement.
Yang Di also said to Ji Huai in a voice that she thought was lowered, "The person at your front desk came here in the third grade of junior high school. Her name is Yuan Tian. Her paintings are amazing. She won the first prize in the country. She also painted our school's blackboard newspaper." She is even prettier than Liu Ya and is recognized as the school beauty."
He had heard countless compliments since he was a child. Yuan Tian had long been immune to them and would pretend he didn't hear them. This time, for some reason, his heartbeat accelerated inexplicably and his nerves became more sensitive.
Her chair moved. Someone has long legs and is hanging from it. As for who it is, there is no need to think about it.
The person behind him didn't say anything for a long time. When Yang Di saw the class teacher walking away, he lowered his head and covered his mouth to continue talking, asking for the gossip he wanted to know.
Ji Huai didn't know what gossip he was talking about, and he looked at the slender and serious figure in front of him from time to time.
In the previous life, the two of them were sitting at the front table. He thought that since they hadn't been to school for so long, they wouldn't sit together. Unexpectedly, they still sat together. Yang Di had been sitting alone, and his drawers were full of new test papers and books.
He entered the youth team and the national team ahead of schedule and has not attended any classes this year. In addition to wanting to see her, he also wants to take a set of graduation photos. He is probably not likely to come to school in high school. It is probably a fake school and class.
"Ring ring ring."
When the bell rang, Yang Di got up and went to the bathroom, saying to Ji Huai, "I'll get your school uniform when I get back."
Ji Huai took a sip of water and nodded, "Thanks."
His appearance caused a stir, but it was quickly diluted because they had too many Bant elders, and Yang Di was also very good at playing basketball, and now serves as the captain of the city basketball team.
After class, everyone was busy with their own things, going to the supermarket, going to the bathroom, cleaning the office... and some were studying hard.
Yuan Tian is a member of the group who is working hard to solve physics problems and seems to be severely abused.
Just when she was thinking about the problem in distress, her right shoulder was suddenly poked lightly. She leaned forward like a conditioned reflex, and then turned her head. A furry head suddenly appeared in front of her eyes.
Ji Huai was lying on the table, his chin resting on the tabletop, and his long arms stretched forward, lazily. When he saw her looking over, he said with a slightly accusatory drawl, "Why don't you reply to my message?"
Yuan Tian was startled when she saw him. She quickly looked around, then looked at him with wide eyes. It took her a while to react, "You..."
"Why don't you reply to my message?" He raised his right index finger from the table, gently poked her arm again, and asked again.
With her body blocked, no one could see his movements, but Yuan Tian blushed suddenly on his face and hurriedly looked for his cell phone, his eyes floating, "What's the news?"
When she turned on her phone, she found that he had sent her a message back at 5:50 in the morning. She doesn't look at her phone very much, and she forgot to take her phone to Uncle Wang for repair this morning.
"Why do you sleep so late? Staying up late is harmful to your health." He propped himself up slightly, conjured a mobile phone out of nowhere, and handed it to her, "No, I'll forgive you."
"No, I..."
Before she could finish speaking, Ji Huai threw his outstretched hand forward, and the phone fell on her lap. It was the same model as the one she broke. He awkwardly explained, "I'm not some arrogant Neptune." You scumbag, you use tricks to strike up a conversation, but you can’t bear to spend nine more yuan on milk tea. I was originally thinking of giving you a mobile phone, it’s fate.”
He is not a scumbag, and he cannot let her lose trust in him. I had fantasized about that scene for so long that I just instinctively moved closer to her, and I couldn't control it for a while.
This time it was Yuan Tian's turn to be embarrassed. Her mobile phone was not cheap. Just as she was about to return it to him, Li Meina came from the door. She might have felt guilty, so she didn't say anything.
When school was over, she followed Ji Huai out to return the phone to him.
Someone said nonchalantly, "It's just a mobile phone. How about you treat me to a cup of milk tea?"
Yuan Tian: "...I can treat you to milk tea, but the phone..."
Ji Huai: "I bought everything, and I can't return it. I don't need it either."
"I'll give you money." She sent him a transfer, but he didn't take it, which made her even more embarrassed.
I heard from Li Meina that he is a badminton player. She only transferred to this school at the end of last year, and he went to training last year, first entered the national youth team, and later entered the second national team. Now he is a national badminton player, and he was a national badminton player not long ago. Won the National Youth Badminton Championship.
Anyway, it’s pretty awesome.
The more she thought about it, the more at a loss she felt. He was already training, and he wasn't supported by too many members of the opposite sex as she said. Maybe it was psychological. She felt that they were just kind enough to invite her to drink milk tea, help her insert a straw, and also give her a mobile phone in return
Yuan Tian tried her best to recall the scene of that day. She probably didn't go too far, right? She actually had a pretty good impression of him.