The summer is bright, the green shade is weeping willows, and the Yuxian Lake is full of lotus flowers swaying and dancing slowly, facing the glorious green.

Yuxian Lake is located in the center of Nanxiang University of Technology, its name is the lake, but it is more appropriate to call it a pond, the clear lake water will shine into the rays of sunlight, reflecting the sparkling waves, shining brightly.

Every student of the University of Technology always likes to rest here in their leisure time, not only to enjoy the beautiful scenery, but more importantly, those who are drunk.

Those mandarin ducks are indispensable on both sides of the lake bridge, and they are snuggling up to each other, envying those single nobles.

Her appearance made many boys who were in class and out of class have a short stop, and at that moment, they left, and they had the intention to talk, but they were ashamed of themselves.

Zhou Zixuan walked over, holding a drawing board like many people, and walked in style.

If he wants to pursue perfection and want to paint, he must choose an observation point, and that observation point is good, because there Zhou Zixuan saw a woman who was painting, very beautiful, very beautiful, even more beautiful than painting.

Is Zhou Zixuan lustful? Of course he is lustful, what man won't be moved when he sees a beautiful woman. You can't say anything about it, there will definitely be people who are not lustful, either eunuchs or bases.

As a young man with mental health, who knows aesthetics and loves art, Zhou Zixuan is still lustful.

It's just that now, he's here to paint, and when he paints, he only has art in his heart and no women, except for the spring palace picture.

Zhou Zixuan is also shy, this woman is too beautiful, and when she talks to her, she will blush.

"The lotus of the senior sister really deserves to be silt without staining, straight from the middle to the outside, and not vines and branches. Zhou Zixuan still chose to stand beside her with a red face and said.

The woman who painted the lotus flower, frowned slightly when she heard the sound, as the flower of the art department, there was no shortage of suitors around her, and they all said that when men pursue a woman they love, their IQ will rise to a terrifying level, and in the past three years, she has dealt with so many kinds of admirers, and she is not surprised.

"Thank you" The woman didn't look back, just spit out two words gently, she didn't want to ruin her state of mind for a pick-up, and she wanted to pursue art wholeheartedly. What's more, this kind of accosting is still so low-level.

Zhou Zixuan smiled slightly, and didn't care about her attitude of ignoring her, goddess, just to be cold. Those who are not cold have become women.

Zhou Zixuan put the drawing board in his hand not far from her, sat down on the painting bench steadily, spread out the drawing paper with his hands, took the bucket pen and dipped it in ink, and began to trace.

"You're here to paint too?" The woman was a little surprised, she thought she was a boring person, but she didn't think that she was also a literary young man, but she still didn't know whether he really had real materials to paint, or if he pretended to do it deliberately.

Zhou Zixuan looked at the woman not far away, saw the incomprehension and rejection in her eyes, smiled slightly, and said: "I have no other meaning, I want to paint in this lake, the situation of this place is the best, if I disturb you, I can only say sorry, because I will not leave." ”

"It's okay" The woman shook her head and continued to devote herself to the painting, telling her feelings.

Two hours passed, and the two men were still sitting close to each other, continuing their respective creations. The pen tip is ink-stained, the same beautiful scenery, different pictures, appear on the white paper, as if telling the beginning of a story.

"Chenxi, why are you still painting, tonight is our art third class party, if you don't go back to prepare, you'll be late." A woman's voice shattered the peace of the moment, and shouted towards Zhou Zixuan's side in the distance.

Zhou Zixuan didn't look back, he knew that he definitely wasn't shouting at himself, so he turned around and agreed, it was too stupid.

The woman who was called Dusty nodded when she heard it, and then sighed softly, she knew that she was afraid that she would not be able to paint it today, so she responded to the short-haired girl who shouted at her behind her, "Okay, I'll clean up and go back, you go back and prepare first." ”

As he spoke, he stood up, looked at his almost finished work, and shook his head again.

As she got up, she caught a glimpse of the boy next door to her neighborhood, wondering what he had drawn.

At first glance, she felt shocked, not because of his paintings, but because of his concentration, he was painting, but it seemed that he was integrated into the painting, a sense of harmony with the surrounding environment.

The gaze drifted to his paintings, this time it was not shocked, even shocked, this feeling was not because of how wonderful his painting was, but because it was too strange.

"Why are you ... She stopped halfway through her sentence. She knew that it was extremely impolite to disturb her, but the words drifted out unconsciously.

"Why do you draw these aquatic plants?" Zhou Zixuan stopped the pen in his hand and asked rhetorically, "What about you? Why do you draw lotus?"

Chenxi has a bitter feeling of smiling in the face of this kind of problem, what he sees in his eyes is lotus, and he thinks of lotus in his heart, and he doesn't paint lotus.

He said: "The elegance of the lotus flower is comparable to that of the peony, the beautiful posture is enough to compete with the willows, and the fragrance exudes is better than that of jasmine." What's more, it's in front of my eyes, I admire it, I praise it, but you're very strange. The grass is green, and the group is beautiful, but it is just a foil. ”

"I'm the same as you, appreciate it, praise it, the lotus is very beautiful, but without its foil, the unique lotus is too monotonous, without its company, the lotus is beautiful, and it is difficult to integrate into this landscape, but the lotus is valued by people, praised, the aquatic plants near it are no one cares, but it is not discouraged at all, it is still growing densely, is it not beautiful? Everyone pursues beauty in different ways, you appreciate the lotus, I praise the grass. ”

Chenxi smiled faintly and nodded at him, she loves art and pursues art, life can't make her free, she wants to put her freedom in calligraphy and painting, at least she can let herself have a way to indulge.

"What a weirdo, but you're right, I'm too obsessed with the scenery in front of me," she looked at her painting again, and a sense of not admitting defeat came from the bottom of her heart, and she lost a chip above the artistic conception, and wanted to fight for her skills.

Zhou Zixuan seemed to understand what she meant, and also stood up, observing and admiring carefully.

"How?Comment?" Dusty asked, she had full confidence in her work, as long as anyone who knew how to paint, would praise her brushwork.

Zhou Zixuan looked at it for a while, hesitated for a moment, and said: "Painting indoors, whimsical" He used eight words to comment on her paintings, in fact, he wanted to say that it was a mess, but he was afraid of hurting the self-esteem of this senior sister, so he said it a little tactfully.

"Why?" Chenxi was a little angry when she saw him belittle his works so much, but she was more puzzled, she liked art since she was a child, especially painting, and she had studied with many well-known teachers. She knew that the man in front of her was also a person who knew how to draw, and there was no need to deliberately belittle herself in order to elevate herself.

"The taste of each of your skills is too strong, the lotus you painted is so beautiful, so beautiful that it surpasses the lotus in front of you, but is this really a lotus? Just like people, everyone has shortcomings and advantages, there will be no perfect people in the world, and the same is true for flowers, your flowers are so perfect that they have become artificial fake flowers, and there is no natural taste. Not only that, but you are too constrained by the rules and regulations of painting, and you either have to follow these rules, but you want to break it, and you don't break it completely, and the whole thing seems nondescript. ”

Chenxi looked at her criticized useless work again, she originally felt that she was proud, but now it seems that it is indeed a little unbearable, and laughs at herself: "You are right, in this regard, you are better than me." ”

"No, I can't learn any of your skills, it's not that anyone's painting is inferior to whom, but painting is to entertain yourself rather than entertaining others" Zhou Zixuan looked at her work again, and said with a smile: "Actually, you have a bigger mistake." ”

"What is it?"

"Your clip is loose. As soon as the words fell, a breeze struck, gently rolled up the clear lotus on the drawing board, fell into the water, soaked the drawing paper, the ink lotus appeared more distinct, taking advantage of the sun, adding a bit of moving.

Chenxi looked at the man beside her, a little annoyed, she just got up and accidentally used her sleeve to bring the drawing paper out of the edge, he knew his mistake, but he didn't remind him earlier.

"You see I'm useless, I'm not good at water, and now it's just a painting that has fallen, if I help you, you need to call more people to help me. ”

Zhou Zixuan said very bluntly, his water nature is really not good, and if he has a seizure when the water is blown, he sinks to the bottom of the lake with his weakness, it will be sad. Even if none of this happens, if you get the painting back to this woman, will she be friends with you? Will she confess to you?

Definitely not, friendship, not so cheap.

Chen Xi was stunned after hearing this, and then smiled, like a hundred flowers blooming, and said: "Aren't men often brave in front of women, and always want to prove their masculinity when women are helping?"

Zhou Zixuan nodded and said, "That's right, especially the senior sister is so beautiful, and it will make us boys flock to it, but I understand myself better, I will only do what I can, I don't want to pursue the senior sister, so there is no need to do something that I think is dangerous in order to please you." Let alone... ”

His words paused and continued, "Senior Sister is an independent person and doesn't need to be deliberately curryed favor with others, does she?"

A lotus lake appears, which is made with heart, it can be seen that its arrogance is not lost to themselves, they are a type of people.