The rehearsal room is not very quiet during the break, with short pieces of music flowing through the sounds of different instruments.
I don’t know if it was because Chen Miaomiao was very close, but the soft and cautious voice was carried by the heat and fell into Xu Shiyue’s ears, burning her for a moment.
Partiality.
How could she possibly favor Lu Shizhen
Chen Miaomiao looked at Xu Shiyue seriously and continued, "I just said so much about Lu Shizhen's bad things, but you were just refuting me, saying that Lu Shizhen is not like that, and Lu Shizhen is okay."
It was as if someone had cleared away the unclear fog, and it was also as if a thicker fog was falling.
Xu Shiyue couldn't help but pause with his bow hand as he listened to Chen Miaomiao repeating what he had just said.
Only then did she realize that her comments on Lu Shizhen were all good. To her, Lu Shizhen no longer seemed to be that madman, pervert, dangerous and pleasure-seeking criminal.
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Then what is she
The girl's eyelashes drooped slightly, and her eyes darkened a little.
It was as if something that had been dormant under the dry soil suddenly came to life and struggled continuously. A weak and subtle sound of soil cracking was heard in the empty wilderness.
Seeing that Xu Shiyue didn't say anything, Chen Miaomiao's eyes were full of confusion, but her brows slowly relaxed.
She seemed to have discovered some new world and sighed, "Shiyue, I just thought it was my illusion, but now it seems it's not my illusion."
Perhaps it was because they had been together for too long, even though Xu Shiyue could only vaguely see Chen Miaomiao's outline, she could still feel this person looking at her seriously.
Xu Shiyue's thoughts were brought back by this sound mixed with a sense of novelty and discovery.
She didn't know why she clenched her hands a little tighter, and she actually felt nervous that her secret was about to be discovered.
Unexpectedly, Chen Miaomiao said in a serious tone: "You've gained weight."
"Huh?" Xu Shiyue rarely failed to control his expression.
It was as if he was deceived by Chen Miaomiao, or as if he had scared himself.
But come to think of it, what secret could she not tell Lu Shizhen
Xu Shiyue thought so and turned his gaze to himself.
She has been receiving treatment from Qin Wen and Shen Cheng step by step these days, and she does feel a lot better.
But she doesn't think she's fat.
"Is there?" Xu Shiyue asked back in a calm tone.
"Yes." Chen Miaomiao nodded firmly, holding her chin to admire Xu Shiyue's face, "Not the ugly kind of fat, but the perfect kind of fat."
"I still remember when I first met you, I thought that if you had a little more flesh on your face, you would be more perfect. Sure enough, I was right. Look at your face now, it's full of collagen, so beautiful."
As Chen Miaomiao spoke, she smiled and curved her eyes, seeming somewhat proud of her original judgment.
But she didn't take all the credit on herself. Then she thought of the person who made Xu Shiyue become like this. She said to Xu Shiyue thoughtfully: "But it seems that Lu Shizhen is not as crazy as the rumors say."
"She's like a crazy person who's willing to give up everything for you."
This was not the first time that Chen Miaomiao panted heavily while speaking. Xu Shiyue couldn't help but frown when he heard it.
Is it possible that there is a difference between the types of crazy batches
Chen Miaomiao knew that her good friend would not study these things, so she took the initiative to explain to her: "She is the kind who only loves you and only favors you. If someone bullies you, she will immediately rush over and slap you twice."
As she spoke, she remembered something again. She glanced at Sun Chenchen who was as quiet as a chicken behind her and whispered, "Has anyone told you about Sun Chenchen's matter?"
Xu Shiyue knew about this, she and Lu Shizhen were connected through headphones and could hear it clearly.
But for some reason, even though she already knew about this, she didn't nod her head. She inexplicably wanted to hear Chen Miaomiao describe the scene to her.
"When Sun Chenchen opened her mouth and said something particularly unpleasant, Lu Shizhen immediately walked up to her and slapped her twice. No one around reacted. Sun Chenchen covered her face in shock. You said the surveillance camera was on her...
#30340;Head, this isn't for you to be crazy about, what is this? "
Chen Miaomiao described it vividly, with a hint of excitement in her voice.
Xu Shiyue listened silently, and the blank painting that originally only had sounds was filled with colors, and the seeds buried in the soil made the cracks bigger.
"And when she brought you here just now, I was wavering whether to knock on you two. She has a bad reputation, and I would be really sorry if I knocked on you." Chen Miaomiao's face was struggling, especially after their conversation with Xu Shiyue just now, the entanglement was even more written all over her face, "But she is really like a big dog, the kind that looks fierce and crazy, but actually listens to you very well."
Having said that, Chen Miaomiao raised her hands and put them on Xu Shiyue's legs like a little Shih Tzu.
Her voice, which had been held back, trembled with excitement as she spoke excitedly: "Shiyue, do you know that dog-types are very popular recently? Dog-types are super safe and are especially popular..."
Before Chen Miaomiao could finish, Xu Shiyue called her, "Miaomiao."
Her tone was calm, yet with a hint of coldness, which suddenly pulled Chen Miaomiao out of her passionate fantasy: "Ah?"
The sunlight flowed through Xu Shiyue's eyes, and her fine eyelashes drooped slightly.
She just looked at the small shadow squatting in her sight and reminded him, "You are in the third year of high school, watch less TV series."
"Oh." Chen Miaomiao pursed her lips.
She wanted to say something to Xu Shiyue, but Teacher Chen came in with her cup and said, "Okay, let's do it again."
Upon hearing this, Chen Miaomiao immediately stood up from the ground, holding her clarinet. Her legs were numb from squatting, and she limped back to her seat.
Seeing the silver light of the conductor's baton in his sight, Xu Shiyue played the harp in his hand.
The deep and melodious sound of the cello slowly emerges from the interplay of bow and strings, imperceptibly mixed with the performer's complex emotions.
Xu Shiyue didn’t think Lu Shizhen was as fierce as Chen Miaomiao said.
I don't think she's popular either.
Or maybe, he doesn't want her to be popular.
But maybe it’s because things always go against one’s wishes, the music floated through the window into the classroom downstairs, and before it could occupy the quiet room, it was suppressed by the sighs of emotion.
"Have you finished drawing, Senpai? So fast."
“How do these three colors transition so naturally?”
The autumn sun was hanging in a corner of the classroom window in a passive manner. The setting sun borrowed a little red from it, filling the sky with warmth.
The girl sitting behind Lu Shizhen was very satisfied with her painting. She stared casually at the fat sparrow perched in front of the window, then looked away slightly, only to find that it was just a fake animal in the painting.
What filled her vision was both the sunset and Lu Shizhen's painting.
"Oh my god." The girl was stunned for a moment, and the sigh fell out of her mouth without her control.
Lu Shizhen deliberately chose this angle so that he could hear the man's voice particularly clearly.
She turned around and looked at the man, and deliberately asked, "I just heard you put down your brush, are you done?"
The girl looked down at the painting on her drawing board, and all the complacency she had just felt disappeared.
She moved her chair closer to the drawing board, blocking it intentionally: "I... I haven't yet..."
However, the people in the club had long been dissatisfied with her usual style. They tilted their heads and looked at her painting, revealing her shortcomings and saying, "Wang Xuejie, haven't you finished painting?"
“No, no…” Wang Xuejie denied.
Of course, Lu Shizhen also understood what this person meant. She stood up and tapped her drawing board, and said to her what she had just said to her: "It's okay. It's a club activity. The important thing is to participate. Don't put too much pressure on yourself."
After staying in this body for such a long time, Lu Shizhen also grasped the essence of the original owner's speech. He smiled gently and lifted Wang Xuejie up: "I see that you have a lot of insights into oil painting. Why don't you show it to us so that we can exchange ideas with each other."
Lu Shizhen's hands were very strong, and Wang Xuejie couldn't
Unable to struggle free.
She looked grim as she watched the two paintings being placed side by side with the help of club members.
When it comes to oil painting, Wang Xuejie is actually one of the best in the club, otherwise she wouldn't be so rampant.
It’s just that she is so used to stepping on people in her own well that she forgets that there is always someone better than her.
The setting sun releases light in almost the same position on the two drawing boards. Her sun is perfect and clean, and should be very presentable.
But Lu Shizhen was painted next to her.
The originally aggressive red color was mixed with some other color and became as gentle and bleak as autumn.
The bright red round sun hangs in the sky on the canvas, and it really makes people feel the warmth.
When expressing the transition to dusk, her expression is vague but makes people feel distinct, while Lu Shizhen seems to be integrated into the whole.
The word "ugly" is no longer enough to describe Wang Xuejie's expression.
She and Lu Shizhen were not in the same class, but she had heard of her a long time ago and disliked or was jealous of the eldest daughter of the Lu family.
She just wanted to step on Lu Shizhen in a clumsy way, show off her skills in front of her schoolmates, and put herself above her.
But I didn't expect that I would become her stepping stone control group.
"Senior, were you sick during the oil painting exam last year? Are you not feeling well?" The junior sister, who originally admired Wang Xuejie very much, came up to Lu Shizhen and asked with concern.
"Yeah." Lu Shizhen looked at Wang Xuejie's painting and nodded, "I have diarrhea. I saw the dirty stuff and felt sick."
"Senior sister, please take care of your health." The junior sister said hurriedly.
She looked at the paint on Lu Shizhen's drawing board and asked, "Senior, I also used the same colors as you, why can't I achieve the same effect as you?"
Several classmates around were also very curious and came over and said, "Senior, please tell us how you draw."
In the original world, Lu Shizhen often shared his painting process with everyone on the other side of the computer, and never refused such requests: "Okay, let me take a look..."
"Which teacher do you study with, senior?" Lu Shizhen was just thinking about how to modify the painting of her junior sister when someone asked curiously.
"I don't have any particular teacher. I basically follow some tutorials from great masters on the Internet. I'll sign up for a class with a teacher whose style I like," Lu Shizhen replied.
According to some schools of calligraphy, she came from a wild background.
Her family has spent a lot of money on her medical treatment, so her only interest is to do her own research.
"Then senior sister must have studied oil painting for a long time, right?" someone else asked.
Lu Shizhen shook her head, looking at the paintbrush in her hand with some reluctance: "Actually, oil painting is the thing I've been exposed to the least. I dabbled in it when I was studying thick painting before, but then I was banned from doing it."
"Why?" Everyone was puzzled.
"because… "
Just as Lu Shizhen was about to answer, she heard the sound of something hitting the iron door frame.
It was the cart that the bodyguards were carrying Xu Shiyue's cello.
And Xu Shiyue was standing at the door.
Seeing this, Lu Shizhen looked down at his watch and found that it was already five o'clock.
She thought that she came here today to rehearse with Xu Shiyue, and since she had no reason to wait for her, she decisively put down the pen in her hand and said to the club members beside her: "I should go now. I'll talk to you next time I have a chance."
But Xu Shiyue, who was standing at the door, walked into the classroom and sat down on a chair near the door without rushing: "Don't worry, I want to listen too.":,,.
(End of this chapter)