When Tao Xi and Lin Qinhe walked all the way to a classroom, the bell rang for the first class of evening self-study.
The two returned to their seats as usual, and as expected, they were closely observed and questioned by Bi Chengfei.
Bi Chengfei first took a closer look at Tao Xi's face, and found that he was not only not as angry and sad as when the parent-teacher meeting was over, but a little more joyful
He quietly glanced at Lin Qinhe, who was on the side, and Xue Shen was still indifferent, but there seemed to be something different that he couldn't tell.
Before he saw Tao Xi asked Luo Zhengyin two questions, he turned around and left, and quickly sent a WeChat message to Lin Qinhe, thinking that there was some conflict between the two.
"Have you quarreled and made up?" Bi Chengfei asked Tao Xi in a low voice, covering his mouth with his hand.
Tao Xi felt that Bi Chengfei's brain hole was very unique, he laughed and said jokingly: "Yeah, just went out to fight, there is no winner or loser, so we made up."
Lin Qinhe turned his head and glanced at Tao Xi, the meaning of his eyes was unclear.
Tao Xi inexplicably felt that Lin Qinhe was looking at his lips, he pursed his lower lip subconsciously, recalling the kiss in the concert hall just now, his cheeks and lips suddenly became hot.
He realized with hindsight, why did he kiss so many times in a daze
It must be Lin Qinhe's fault.
Of course, Bi Chengfei didn't believe what Tao Xi said. After all, there was no sign of a fight between the two of them, but he accidentally found that Tao Xi's lips were a little swollen, and he joked:
"Could it be that you fought with your mouth."
"… roll!"
Tao Xi slapped Bi Chengfei back.
Then he heard Lin Qinhe chuckle very lightly, and immediately turned his head and glared at the culprit.
Bi Chengfei didn't come to talk again, he lowered his head and said to Tao Xi on WeChat: "You are all right, I sent a WeChat to Xue Shen before, and he went to find you as soon as he came back. It seems that Xue Shen still cares about you very much. ."
Tao Xi looked at the news sent by Bi Chengfei on his mobile phone, a flash of light flashed in his mind, as if he remembered something that he had ignored.
His fingers quickly typed on the screen: "Do you have Lin Qinhe's WeChat?"
Bi Chengfei: "Of course, I'm a classmate of Xue Shen from junior high school to the present. My parents also know each other. It's not difficult to have a WeChat."
Tao Xi entered again: "Does he usually post on Moments?"
Bi Chengfei: "Don't you also have his WeChat? I've never seen him post on Moments anyway."
He also took a screenshot of Lin Qinhe's Moments interface.
Tao Xi opened the picture and saw that it was indeed blank.
He turned his head and glanced at Lin Qinhe. The man was looking down at the book with a calm expression. He noticed his gaze and looked at him sideways, with the words in his eyes: "?"
Tao Xi ignored it, lowered his head and clicked on Lin Qinhe's circle of friends on his mobile phone, counting one by one, and found that starting from the group of Japanese vacation scenery photos a long time ago, including the koi picture before the mid-term exam, there are a total of 28 circles of friends.
Each entry is a photo, no text.
When Lin Qinhe was training in the first two weeks, Tao Xi saw that Lin Qinhe would post one or two circles of friends every day. The life in Lin Qinhe's camera had calmed his anxiety.
Tao Xi took a deep breath, unable to explain what he was feeling.
He took out the picture book from his schoolbag that took him nearly a month to draw. The original plan was to give it to Lin Qinhe after he confessed to him tomorrow, but now everything is fine.
"This is the painting I promised to give you." Tao Xi put the collection on Lin Qinhe's table and said to Lin Qinhe.
Lin Qinhe looked at the collection of paintings in front of him, and his eyes couldn't hide his surprise. He thought that Tao Xi had painted a painting for him, but he never thought it would be a collection of paintings.
The cover of the album is very simple. On the embossed paper is the whole dark blue night sky. Only a small golden moon is hot on the upper right corner, like a golden copper coin sinking at the bottom of a blue lake.
He opened the collection and looked at each one carefully.
Each painting has the moon on it, from the beginning to the end, a full thirty-day cycle, and the scenery of each painting is different. moon.
Lin Qinhe's fingers paused on one of the paintings. The painting shows the last quarter of the twenty-two thirds of the moon, and the scenery is the streets of Tokyo under the moonlight. It was posted on Eleven with Luo Zhengyin and Yang Duole after their vacation in Japan. The photos in the circle of friends are the same, except that the sky turns from twilight to night, and the streets are full of neon lights and the moon.
At that time, many people in the class were on vacation, and only one person stayed in the school dormitory.
Tao Xi explained on the side: "Many of the scenery inside were found on the Internet and painted according to pictures. I have not been there, so the paintings may not be the same as the actual scene."
For more than ten years, he has been confined in that seemingly paradise.
If he hadn't seen Lin Qinhe, he might have been wasted all his life in a mountain village or a corner he didn't know where.
Tao Xi looked at Lin Qinhe's profile with a calm smile.
At this moment, the class bell rang, and as Bi Aoxue walked into the classroom with the computer, the students in the class burst into cheers.
Tao Xi saw Lin Qinhe say a word, but the sudden noise could not make him hear it clearly.
"What did you say?" Tao Xi asked in a raised voice.
The lights in the classroom were suddenly turned off, and it fell into darkness. Some people were cheering for self-study and watching a movie at night, and some people were urging loudly: "Why hasn't the movie been released yet! Bi Chengfei, can you do it?"
Tao Xi's eyes went dark, his hand was held by one hand, and then pulled to his side, bumping into Lin Qinhe's arms, and in the commotion, he heard Lin Qinhe whisper in his ear:
"I will take you to many places in the future."
To see the moon all over the world.
Tao Xi looked at Lin Qinhe in the dark with a smile on the corner of his mouth.
He glanced around, and suddenly approached Lin Qinhe quickly, intending to sneak a kiss on Lin Qinhe's face, but because he couldn't see clearly and his strength was not well controlled, he bumped his forehead first, as if he hit Lin Qin Wo forehead angle.
"… "
"… "
Tao Xi covered his forehead and quickly evacuated, turning his face away in embarrassment.
But Lin Qinhe held his hand and suddenly increased his strength. Tao Xi glanced at Lin Qinhe with a guilty conscience, but he couldn't see clearly, but he seemed to sense the deep dissatisfaction of this person.
He scratched lightly in Lin Qinhe's palm with his fingers, expressing his apology, and Lin Qinhe let go of his hand instantly.
Bi Aoxue released an action movie with original sound and no subtitles in a foreign language.
Tao Xi didn't look at it, he was still a little embarrassed, because his sneak attack failed.
He quietly glanced at Lin Qinhe who was beside him. Lin Qinhe was leaning against the back of the chair to watch the movie in a leisurely manner. Only the faintly jumping light on the screen was condensed into his pupils, and he seemed to be watching it seriously.
Tao Xi forced himself to watch the movie seriously, listening to the original lines while watching to practice English listening.
The plot develops to a climax, with the villains fighting fiercely in a dark tunnel, and the entire classroom is filled with darkness and noisy sound effects.
Tao Xi had already looked into it, and was watching with relish when suddenly a hand was clasped at the back of his neck and brought into a hug, followed by a light kiss on his forehead, where he bumped into Lin Qinhe just now.
"Have you learned?"
He heard Lin Qinhe whisper.
In the dark, Tao Xi heard his own heartbeat stronger than the sound of gunshots in the movie.
He wanted to sneak back in, but the movie screen suddenly lit up, so he had no choice but to give up.
After the movie screening was over and the class was over, Tao Xi found that he didn't watch the second half of the movie at all, only the sound of gunfire and a heart full of excitement in his head.
The lights in the classroom were turned on again, and the people in the class quickly rushed out of the classroom with schoolbags on their backs. Tao Xi saw Lin Qinhe take out a large pile of documents from the drawer and put them on his desk, and said to him:
"Here are some materials suitable for your American university, as well as TOEFL textbooks." Lin Qinhe paused, looked at Tao Xi and continued, "Start preparing now, it's totally too late."
Tao Xi stared blankly at the detailed information in front of him, and only then did he realize that Lin Qinhe had been earnestly fulfilling his promise to go to college with him at that time, and had long been planning for their future.
And he was so angry that he scolded Lin Qinhe.
Tao Xi looked at Lin Qinhe eagerly, reached out and shook Lin Qinhe's sleeve, silently saying "I was wrong".
Lin Qinhe glanced at Tao Xi's hand holding his sleeve, put that hand into his coat pocket, and said, "Take me to the school gate."
Tao Xi nodded heavily.
The two walked towards the gate along Xiangzhang Road in the dark, the same as the night before the previous training, but the atmosphere seemed to be different.
Tao Xi walked closely beside Lin Qinhe and listened carefully to Lin Qinhe's introduction to the TOEFL test.
"My speaking is too bad, is it difficult to improve my speaking?"
The spoken English of Qingshui County English teachers is very plastic. Reading, listening and writing can be improved through a lot of training, but speaking is different.
"It's not difficult, I'm here." Lin Qinhe said.
Tao Xi smiled. He remembered that the first time he saw Lin Qinhe on the live screen, it was Bi Aoxue who asked Lin Qinhe to give a speech in English. Although he didn't understand much at that time, he also knew that Lin Qinhe's spoken language was What a natural standard.
At that time, he never thought that Lin Qinhe would teach him spoken language later.
"Then I'll communicate with you in English next!" Tao Xi shook his fist at Lin Qinhe, his eyes were shining, he was suddenly full of confidence in his oral training.
"… it is good."
As a result, there was silence after that. Tao Xi typed the draft in his mind for a long time, and wanted to say something while translating, but after holding it for a long time, he couldn't utter a suitable sentence. He always felt that it was strange to say it.
Finally, when the two walked to the school gate, Tao Xi was relieved, waved to Lin Qinhe, and said with a smile:
"Goodbye. Seeyoutomorrow!"
"… "
After returning to the dormitory, Tao Xi first took a shower, then put the school materials and TOEFL textbooks that Lin Qinhe gave him on the table, and sat down and began to seriously check the school on the materials.
Using his mobile phone, he found that these schools ranked very high, and most of them were world-renowned art schools. However, the specific application matters and scholarship rules could not be found on the domestic Internet, and he could not find out the official website of the school.
Tao Xi thought about it and asked Pan Yan, who majored in art.
"I don't know this very well. After all, my grandfather made me focus on the Tsinghua Academy of Fine Arts or the Central Academy of Fine Arts, and did not allow me to study abroad." Pan Yan said, and asked Tao Xi why he suddenly wanted to study art abroad.
"I plan to continue to learn painting in the future, mainly oil painting, and foreign schools should be better." Tao Xi said.
When he saw Fang Sui's paintings in the exhibition, he decided when Lin Qinhe said he would like to see his exhibition.
This is also a gift that his mother can leave to him, a gift that will not be taken away, a talent for painting.
Pan Yan nodded and said, "That's right, it's better to go abroad if you want to learn oil painting. Like my grandfather only wanted me to learn Chinese painting, so there's no need to go abroad."
On the opposite side, Xu Ziqi, who was writing the papers, said with a strange yin and yang: "General families can't afford art schools in foreign countries, and art is a costly and useless major."
Pan Yan exploded in an instant and started a fierce battle of words with Xu Ziqi.
Tao Xi ignored it. He stared at the information in front of him for a while, and suddenly thought of a person.
Ding Yanan, a girl from the Academy of Fine Arts, a member of the Qinghua Association that he met at the public welfare art exhibition, was forced to add WeChat because of her enthusiasm, and he also learned from the conversation that she planned to study in the United States.
Tao Xi clicked on the WeChat address book and found this person who had never chatted since he added it. After a long while, he made sure that he was polite and not abrupt before posting it.
Unexpectedly, Ding Yanan replied quickly and answered his questions very enthusiastically.
Ding Yanan: "The famous schools you mentioned can indeed apply for scholarships, and there are also very high full scholarships, but the application is quite difficult, and there are not many people who can apply for full scholarships in China."
Tao Xi was not surprised to see this news, he knew that Lin Qinhe's words "will definitely be able to apply" may be encouraging him.
But he is willing to do his best for this difficult opportunity.
He suddenly realized that his life trajectory had already changed. He never thought that he could study in Wenhua No. 1 Middle School, that his goal would be Tsinghua University and Peking University, and he never thought that he would eventually want to apply to a famous foreign school. .
He seemed to be getting closer to the worlds that were like a dream bubble for his past self.
Tao Xi received a lot of information and links from Ding Yanan.
Ding Yanan: "If you want to apply, an excellent portfolio is essential. From now on, you must accumulate works, participate in some well-known competitions and art exhibitions, get to know some senior artists in the art world, and try to get their recommendation letters. I still recommend you Join our association, there are many young painters who have studied in famous foreign schools, and they must know more than me."
Tao Xi thanked him solemnly, saved the information and links, and then asked Ding Yanan for an application form for the Qinghua Painting Association, filled it out carefully, and sent it to the association's mailbox.
He wrote down the matters and main points that Ding Yanan said in his notebook one by one, and planned to ask the old man for advice when he went to Qiao Henian to learn painting on the weekend.
After doing all this, the lights were turned off soon. Tao Xi climbed onto the bed and buried himself in the soft quilt. He opened WeChat on his mobile phone and wanted to send Lin Qinhe good night, but found that Lin Qinhe's avatar had changed.
From a blank picture, it became the cover of the album he gave to Lin Qinhe.
The golden moon on the dark blue night sky.
The corners of Tao Xi's mouth were raised, and he glanced at his head again, the dark blue planet he had drawn with gouache.
He typed in the dialog: "Goodnight, Mr. Moon."
Moon: Goodnight.
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