After the rain passed, the paint on the painting melted when it encountered water. Gu Yebai opened the rolled up painting and looked at it again, frowning slightly. The appointed time was approaching, and he never had the habit of breaking an appointment. He glanced at his watch, rolled up the drawing again, stuffed it into his clothes, ignored Lin Ziyan's howling behind him, and ran down the steps.
The rain was refreshing, and as soon as it fell on my body, an umbrella was already unfolded above my head.
The first thing that caught my eye was a slightly trembling little hand holding the handle of the umbrella.
"Classmate, where are you going? Let's... let's go together. I happen to be leaving too." The voice of the owner of the umbrella was also trembling slightly.
Something flashed through his mind, his heart moved, and his eyes dimmed slightly.
He is more than 18 years tall, and the girl is only as tall as his chin, about 1,623 in height. She is thin and small, and her appearance is even more ordinary. However, her eyebrows are curved, and at first glance she looks smoky. moving.
He thanked her lightly and reached out to take the umbrella in her hand. The most basic courtesy between men and women.
"Wait a minute, take this." The girl's voice was a little urgent. She seemed to remember something, and she frizzyly pulled off her shoulder bag and handed it to him.
He looked at her coldly and remained calm, only taking her things. He didn't like this abruptness.
"Put your painting inside so it won't get wet."
She was a little anxious when she saw him putting her bag on his shoulder.
The shyness in her voice made her heart tremble for no reason.
After a slight pause, he took the painting out of his clothes and put it into her backpack.
"I'm responsible for holding the umbrella, and you're responsible for protecting it." She seemed very happy, her lips and cheeks curved.
"Yeah." He nodded unconsciously.
Two people and one umbrella fell into the rain. Behind him were chaotic voices and indifferent eyes.
The sound of rain broke, and the campus radio did not play a pop song today. Instead, it played "Accidental Encounter" by the piano prince Richard Clayderman. In the delicate and soft melody, the announcer softly recited an unknown poem:
in a crowded crowd
your white shirt
Tangled in the hairpin that binds my hair
you are indifferent
I am also reserved
Say goodbye to this
Or will we meet again someday
If the strange road stretches out and holds hands,
Time flies
long time later
We work together
Still divided
*
Department of Fine Arts Administration Building.
After handing the shoulder bag back to her, he wanted to leave immediately, but he stopped for a moment.
It was raining heavily, and he only wet the sleeve on the side far away from the umbrella, but she seemed to be fished out of the water. Not only did her clothes get wet in large areas, but where she stood, there were water stains all over the place. A strand of wet hair stuck to his forehead, making him even more miserable. Seeing some funny looks from the girls walking by, she stuck out her tongue, raised her hand to wipe it randomly, smiled at him, and prepared to leave without saying anything.
As for him, she was just a dwarf, and she shouldn't have been able to hold the umbrella. Along the way, he struggled to hold the umbrella high and tilt it toward him.
"Wait for me here." He hesitated for a moment and then spoke.
"What?" She was startled, her face wrinkled slightly.
He ignored it and left quickly.
*
Faculty Office.
Professor Xia picked up the manuscript, squinted and looked at it carefully for a while. Finally, he smiled and said, "What a Gu Yebai."
"Professor, if you think this is okay, I'll take my leave first." His expression was dull, and he was not at all happy about being praised.
"It's just okay? If your painting is just okay, then the works of all the art students of G University can be pawned and re-examined." Professor Xia looked serious, "You have been deliberately hiding your art achievements. Why on earth? "
"Professor, I'm sorry that I can't tell you the reason. You are my respected teacher and I don't want to panic."
Professor Xia was slightly surprised, and admired him even more. He pondered for a moment and said, "Xiao Gu, if you have any difficulties, you might as well tell the teacher. The teacher is always welcome. In addition, if you want to maintain the status quo, I don't have it." Opinion, after all, it is your freedom. So, find time to come to my studio every weekend from now on. You have mastered composition, color and even meaning very well. I would like to tell you more about some painting circles. It’s a question of everyone’s technique.”
Professor Xia has been well-known in the industry for a long time. Later, he taught with excellence in painting. Before and after class, there were countless students who asked him for guidance and wanted to become their disciples, but he never accepted apprentices easily. These simple words already imply the intention of being taught alone. Other students would have been overjoyed.
Gu Yebai, who always had a calm temperament, was touched in his heart, but remained quiet and just said thank you to the professor.
Professor Xia patted him on the shoulder and asked him to leave. At the same time, he felt an inexplicable worry in his heart. In this student's paintings, he saw an amazing talent, but at the same time, the young man's paintings were filled with heavy, dark colors and unusual The way of expression reminded him of the Nordic art master Oke. This painter's childhood was full of dark experiences, so the compositions in his paintings are mostly absurd and dark. This Gu Yebai, with such a talent, will become a great person in time, so he must not go astray.
The petite figure stood inside the door of the administration building, head tilted, eyes softly fixed on the floor-to-ceiling glass, lost in thought as to what he was thinking. When Gu Yebai came out, he saw this scene. When he walked up to this woman, she was still wandering in the sky.
He suddenly took her hand and walked forward quickly.
She was caught off guard and felt her hand being held in a warm and powerful palm. When she was about to break free, the other person raised his eyebrows and tightened his long knuckles with such force that she instantly fell into his arms.
She was shy and anxious, and just when she was about to say something, he kicked open the door of the empty classroom next to her, took her inside, leaned against the door, and stared at her.