In order to maintain the hand feel, Yu Ran continued to draw drafts carefully before the exam, while Chu Mian watched quietly beside him, and by the way supervised his work, rest and diet in the past few days. In a place where there are no restrictions from parents and teachers, they can make out as much as they want, even if there is a circle of hickeys on their necks.
Chu Mian likes to sleep in Yu Ran's arms very much. When she is asleep, her shoulders will shrink slightly, as if she is relying on Yu Ran, and her sense of security is fully satisfied.
And because Chu Mian was by his side, Yu Ran completely forgot to be nervous on the day of the first exam in Beijing, and only thought about looking for him after finishing the painting. Cheng Jun starts school tomorrow, today is Chu Mian's last day in Beijing, and Yu Ran will have to travel alone for the next school exam.
He felt that his hope of being admitted to Tsinghua Academy of Fine Arts was very small, so this exam was only for accumulating experience. The topic of this year's sketch is "Friendship", and it is required to depict no less than four characters. Yu Ran has already done similar exercises, picked up a pen and drew lines calmly, and faithfully presented the scene of them eating at noon on the paper, creating a Relaxed and lively atmosphere.
Both sketches and gouaches have real models, which is different from the feeling of drawing photos. Fortunately, the foundation is solid and the three-dimensional effect is strong. There are almost no faults in the works, and they are submitted on time.
After Yu Ran walked out of the examination room, he wanted to send Chu Mian to South Railway Station to take the high-speed train, but was rejected by the other party because it was a waste of time.
"Drink plenty of water, don't catch a cold, it's snowing again in Beijing these days." Chu Mian took off her scarf and wrapped it around Yu Ran's neck, "Just try your best, don't think about the result."
Yu Ran put all the painting utensils on the ground, and took a step forward to hug Chu Mian. Through the heavy clothes, they couldn't feel each other's warmth, and their movements were much slower.
Yu Ran said: "Lantern Festival on the 5th, I will go home, we can have lunch then."
Chu Mian promised him that it happened that morning was the 100-day swearing-in meeting of the third year of high school, and it was estimated that it would be over in an hour or two.
Yu Ran looked up, waiting for Chu Mian to kiss her, but Chu Mian hesitated to observe the corners of his lips and asked, "Are you eating popping candy again?"
"Why, are you afraid of your tongue?" Yu Ran sneered and opened his mouth, "Don't you like the grape flavor?"
"It's all fragrance..." Although Chu Mian complained, she still kissed her vigorously, absorbing the warmth from her burning lips in the freezing street.
After sending Chu Mian away, Yu Ran followed the driver to another hotel to prepare for the exams of other schools. Communication University of China's animation professional examination time collided with the re-examination of Ronggang Academy of Fine Arts. After weighing, Yu Ran had no choice but to give up Hong Kong America, a guaranteed school, and go all out to sprint to Beijing.
In the evening, Yu Ran received a call from his mother, asking him if he would go to school to attend the swearing-in meeting in a few days.
"Go, anyway, it's the Lantern Festival, and there's nothing to do at home during the day." Yu Ran had already planned this way, and it happened that there was no exam that day, and it was quite encouraging to go back to Chengjun to experience the oath swearing-in with his classmates. And according to Chu Mian, that day was also a coming-of-age ceremony held by the school for everyone.
Li Guirong said: "Your class teacher asked if you could speak on stage as a representative of art students. Those science students and liberal arts students are all there, and there is still one more."
"Okay!" Yu Ran agreed without thinking. This is the first time in his life that he has given a speech on stage besides his self-criticism.
"Then I'll call your teacher back. She seems to want you to write a sworn statement or something."
"I understand, I understand, I am the best at writing articles." Yu Ran was confident. He deliberately didn't tell Chu Mian, for fear that Chu Mian would intervene to guide him in writing.
The high-speed train from Beijing to Ronggang is very convenient. Yu Ran got up early this day and handed over all painting tools to the hotel for safekeeping, which is much safer than carrying them with him. Then he went home with important documents, turned on the computer, and quickly wrote the speech for the swearing-in meeting.
At the beginning of March in Ronggang, the ice and snow melted.
Yu Ran finally put on Cheng Jun's black school uniform again, and went to the familiar station to wait for the bus. In the past six months, he has ignored many changes around him, and he didn’t even know that the subway near his home was about to be repaired; the newsstand across the road was changed into a small milk tea shop, and he remembered that he hadn’t read "Anime Weekly" for a long time I don't even know the name of the most popular new show recently.
The bus came from afar and stopped slowly. Yu Ran stepped into the car, habitually went to the last row to sit down, but accidentally bumped his head. He raised his head in surprise, straightened his back, and found that it was easy for him to bump into bumps while sitting here.
It wasn't like this last time.
He looked at his arms and legs, and he couldn't feel any signs of "growth", but they were actually taller than last year. As long as he sat down and stretched his legs, a small section of white socks would be exposed under the cuffs of his trousers. The voice of speaking also seems to have changed slightly, with more penetrating power, and Chu Mian often complains that the laughter is too loud.
Yu Ran reacted slowly - he had grown up a bit.
He became closer to his seventeen-year-old appearance. But what kind of appearance "seventeen years old" should be, he has no idea at all. He is still ignorant, ignorant, young... He still doesn't understand much of what the adults say.
The bus stopped at Jinwutong Street Station, and Yu Ran jumped out of the bus one step at a time, breathing in the cool morning air. The sun shone on the bronze statue at the gate of Cheng Jun, flashing a metallic luster. Looking carefully, the color of the ponytail was much lighter than the surroundings—Yu Ran was convinced that this was the glorious trace left by the "Treat Man Movement".
"Yu Ran! Are you done with the exam?"
As soon as he entered the classroom, the students inquired about his exam situation one after another.
"It's still early, come back to class in two weeks, and the results of each school will be out in April." Yu Ran said to them patiently, "Hey, Mrs. Bai, I have something to show her."
"I don't know, the grade office is locked, maybe the teachers are preparing elsewhere."
"Oh." Yu Ran stuffed his speech into his pocket, and didn't bother to ask others to help him polish it.
At 9:30 in the morning, when the sun was shining brightly, all the third-grade students walked into the wide green football field under the sound of the song "moments like this", and the teachers also took their seats. But everyone looked around, but they didn't see the class teachers.
After the classes were arranged neatly and counted the number of people, the leader took the stage and began to preside over the meeting. At this time, the bgm switched to the Chinese song "Passing Love", the melody is magnificent and inspiring. Suddenly there was a crowd of people ahead, and everyone was attracted by a corner in the distance.
Someone asked loudly, "Is that the head teacher of Class Eight?"
Other people around looked forward and saw the petite female teacher holding up the torch. The color of the torch is composed of black, white and yellow, which are also the main colors of Cheng Jun's school uniform. She strode on high-heeled shoes and ran beside the teaching building. Standing at the door of the building, she was greeted by the head teacher of Class 7, middle-aged and fat, with a bloated belly dangling and running forward, heading for the next fire relay.
"Fuck, this is too stupid." The students couldn't help laughing, and they talked a lot, "The last stick is from the experimental class, right? Which leader thought up the torch relay to make us laugh in the morning."
As the head teacher of Class One, Bai Yuzhu has to shoulder the important task of lighting the last torch. When she heard that she was going to hold a torch high in front of all the teachers and students and go around the venue, her eyes suddenly went dark, and she had the idea of asking for sick leave.
I didn't expect that after working for so many years, I would still have the opportunity to experience the shame and embarrassment that I often had when I was young.
When it was Bai Yuzhu's turn, she put on a mask to cover most of her face, so it seemed less embarrassing. However, to her surprise, when the torch was about to be passed to the student representatives, a student rushed out of her class and shouted heartily: "Mr. Bai, come on! You are the number one in the world! Olympian!" Mother of Si!"
The eyes on Bai Yuzhu's mask widened slightly, and gave Yu Ran a fierce stare.
The squad leader hurriedly pulled Yu Ran down and corrected his speech: "It's the 'Olympics'! No, no, this is not the Olympics either..."
The task of passing the torch by the teacher, like a public execution, was perfectly completed, and the students applauded the class teachers in unanimous agreement. After the flag-raising ceremony, it was the principal's turn to speak. This old man with gray temples and kind eyebrows seldom appears on campus, but he knows almost everything about the school, and he is especially willing to care for the immature students in the audience. They also specially set up a "Principal Tree Hole" at the end of the year for them to talk about their troubles.
"Teachers, students, good morning! It's another spring breeze, and it's time to sprint for the college entrance examination. Today is a special and grand day. All the teachers and students of our senior three gathered here to hold the 2015 college entrance examination hundred-day swearing-in meeting. And the rite of passage—”
The headmaster spoke very slowly, and his speech was in an official tone, but the students in the audience still listened carefully, showing their most serious attitude in the past three years for this conference.
"Practice a thousand tunes and then know the sound, watch a thousand swords and then know the weapon. The time before the college entrance examination is very short, and the process will be more difficult. But students, you are not alone. Behind you are parents who love you very much. Tireless teachers, maybe lovers and friends who accompany each other... and Chengjun Middle School, which has sheltered everyone from wind and rain for three years."
"—I hope that you can be like Chengjun's school motto, 'Don't pursue your dreams, don't pursue your empty voice', always be sincere and upright."
At the end of the principal's speech, some students in the audience seemed to be moved by the atmosphere, and tears filled their eyes.
After the waves of applause, it was the turn of the liberal arts and science student representatives to speak on stage. From the first day of high school, Chu Mian was always there whenever students were required to speak in the past three years.
He was wearing Cheng Jun's uniform, with a flaxen tie neatly worn on his chest, and he stood on the stage, instantly catching everyone's eyes.
"Dear teacher, dear students, good morning everyone."
Chu Mian unfolded the manuscript unhurriedly, articulating every sentence clearly.
In each Chengjun Middle School, there are a few people who are often mentioned and discussed by the students. Chu Mian is the well-deserved focus of the crowd. Apart from his handsome appearance, his academic performance is still the best in the grade, even if he suffers from paroxysmal Sleep sickness, sports are not lost to boys of the same age. In the eyes of ordinary students, Chu Mian is the most perfect young man with almost no weaknesses, which is beyond reach.
To participate in the same college entrance examination with such a person, Cheng Jun's classmates only feel honored.
He gave a serious speech, and when it came to the end, he turned the page to the end, and read out the last line of poems in a straight voice: "Peng Beihai, Feng Chaoyang. He also takes the book and the sword to the vastness of the road. Next year this day, Qingyun will go, but laugh at the world. I'm busy."
As soon as the words fell, a girl in the audience couldn't help but shed tears, covering her face and crying. Chu Mian just casually glanced at the crowd and bowed to express her thanks.
Before he had time to straighten up, the microphone in his hand was suddenly snatched away.
Chu Mian turned her head in doubt, and was surprised to see Yu Ran walking beside her, and instructed in a low voice, "Go down."
"...don't make trouble." Chu Mian pushed Yu Ran's arm.
"It's my turn, the head teacher asked me to come." Yu Ran looked confident, took out his speech, and raised his eyebrows at him.
Chu Mian was skeptical, not daring to delay the meeting time, reluctantly walked on, leaving Yu Ran to stand on the stage alone.
Yu Ran cleared his throat, subconsciously said "Hello" into the microphone, obviously a very unfamiliar and amateur speaker.
He read the beginning aloud, which was no different from other students' manuscripts, which was fairly standard.
Chu Mian just breathed a sigh of relief, but heard Yu Ran change the subject and said: "As an art student, my alma mater's training for me is basically zero. But this does not prevent me from loving it, because here, I met You Rong and Great teacher, met classmates who were as close as flesh and blood, and met—”
Chu Mian frowned immediately, feeling that Yu Ran would definitely mention herself in the next second.
But unexpectedly, Yu Ran's voice stopped reading the manuscript, and he smirked a few times into the microphone before continuing: "I can't say his name, but I can tell you that he is a well-educated and sensible lady." , is the most important person in my life."
His statement did not serve as a cover-up, and the students in the audience quickly turned their attention to Chu Mian, sizing up this "every lady".
Chu Mian's face was solemn, and the veins on her neck were slightly raised.
"The principal said just now that today is a coming-of-age ceremony. To be honest, I am not ready to enter the world of adults. I really want to stop at the age of sixteen or seventeen with my friends forever; however, my parents need me to grow up , my brother also needs my protection, and Chu...ah no, and my boyfriend, he has grown up, so I want to catch up with him. "
"I am very honored to be selected by the class teacher as the spokesperson for the art candidates. Of course, I am the only one in our class who takes the art test. I have heard many people say that they envy me. I don't need too many scores in the college entrance examination, and I don't need to use my brain to draw. But What you don't know is that the competition for art candidates is more intense than the college entrance examination, and the hard work can't be discounted because of the scores, and the moment the results of each test come out, we will be in fear."
"There are still a few rounds to come. Although I am not sure that I will pass, but standing on Chengjun's stage today, I can see everyone's faces. My teachers and classmates are cheering for me. I am a little flustered. It's all gone."
Anyone who is familiar with Yu Ran's Chinese performance knows that he may not be able to relate to the word "literary talent" in his life. However, the strange thing is that his seemingly nonsense articles always contain his sincerity, and once his thinking overlaps with his, he will be a little moved.
Chu Mian stood at a seat very close to the podium, looking up, she could clearly see Yu Ran's Adam's apple rolling up and down. He didn't look sideways, staring at Yu Ran for too long, his cheeks became hotter and hotter.
Several times, Chu Mian vaguely forgot that the person on stage was her intimate lover. He only knew that it was Yu Ran, the boy he had been with for almost three years, most of the time he was in a stupid state, but he often found him cute.
Chu Mian was in a daze for so long that she didn't even realize that Yu Ran had stepped down from the stage, and even stretched out her hand out of nowhere, trying to get the microphone back.
Yu Ran didn't know why he stretched out his hand, so he took it generously.
"It's easy to get nervous when speaking in front of so many people. You are amazing. You have been saying this for three years." Yu Ran leaned against Chu Mian and sighed softly, "You are an almighty lamb."
Chu Mian glanced back, then took his hand and returned to the class team, standing in the last row.
After the teacher representatives have finished their speeches, they will enter the highlight of the coming-of-age ceremony - the oath-taking session.
To make an oath, you need to clenched your right hand and raise it up to your head, and Chu Mian finally let go of Yu Ran's hand.
The oath leader stood on the stage and said loudly: "I swear in the name of youth."
"I will go all out to fight and work hard."
Many high school seniors repeated their vows in unison, and for a while, the atmosphere on the playground was impassioned. After the voice fell, someone shouted: "Damn!"
Chu Mian quickly slapped Yu Ran with her left hand, and told him, "Don't speak so loudly if you can't keep up."
"Farewell to yesterday's depression, I raise hope; bid farewell to yesterday's laxity, I create ideals."
"I swear, I will live up to the expectations of my parents and the high hopes of my teacher; I promise, I will not shrink back cowardly, and will not hesitate in vain!"
"Like a fire in June, a decisive battle on the battlefield; the sun and the moon can learn from each other, and vow to create brilliance!"
The sonorous oath resounded throughout the campus, and the bright red national flag was blown by the spring breeze in March. In this solemn atmosphere, Yu Ran turned his head to look at Chu Mian, and solemnly continued to swear: "I love you forever."
He tiptoed lightly, leaving a kiss on the side of Chu Mian's face as if evidence.