After returning home, Chen Hui shrank in the room and rummaged through the cabinets, the reason why she took Wu Zhong's painting was mainly to find the clothes she wore in the painting.

It's just that after all this time, she can't remember where she put all her old clothes.

After looking for a long time and couldn't find it, she shouted to her mother who was cooking in the kitchen: "Mom, do you remember where I put the clothes I wore at school last year?"

"Didn't you ask me to throw away all your old clothes, and you still hated those clothes for not looking good. ”

Hearing these words from the kitchen, Chen Hui suddenly became complicated.

She raised her forehead and recalled, as if there was such a thing.

It's a shame now, so much time has passed, and you can't get it back if you throw it away, and you can't buy it again.

But she promised to model Wu Zhong tomorrow, since she wants to help him get back to the state he once liked to paint, and if the costumes and props are restored, it will be more effective.

She searched the room several times, but couldn't find it.

Just when she wanted to give up, her mother suddenly called out to her: "Huihui, come over and see if there is anything here." Some of your clothes used to look good, but I didn't throw them all away, so I left a few for my room. ”

"Come on, I'll take a look at ......" As soon as she heard this, Chen Hui immediately trotted over excitedly.

Mom folded and packed all her old clothes in a delicate bag.

When I opened it, I saw that there was the black and white striped shirt shirt, jeans, and little white shoes.

Seeing this, Chen Hui was overjoyed, and suddenly hugged her mother and shouted, "Mom, you are so good, thank you, Mom!"

After saying that, he immediately let go, and then went back to the room with the big bag.

Leaving the mother alone, she looked dazed, puzzled and amused, muttering: "This child, what's the matter? Didn't you dislike the ugly clothes that your mother bought for you before? Now you know that you are a treasure......

After Chen Hui returned to the room, she immediately sorted out the clothes and compared them with the mirror, which seemed to be a little smaller.

It's been almost a year, and she's grown a lot taller and more developed, and she doesn't seem to be able to wear it......

She hesitated, but tried it on, a little shorter and a little narrower. But she barely put it on, changed her set of clothes in the painting, tied her hair up, left only a short ponytail, and arranged the hair on her lower forehead, almost like the god in the painting.

She looked in the mirror and took a small turn, not to mention that it was really good-looking, very fresh. She felt a little funny in her heart, she couldn't imagine that Wu Zhong liked this.

At this time, my mother suddenly pushed the door in, and saw her stinky beauty in the mirror, she was stunned, and said angrily: "Which nerve did you make a mistake today? What are you putting here for the final exam, look at the mess in your room, the exam is about strength, no matter how you put it, you might as well read more books." ”

“……”

Chen Hui was a little embarrassed, and hurriedly explained with a smile: "I know, I know, Mom, you're going out~"

……

The next morning, Chen Hui got up early, quickly finished breakfast and went to school.

On Saturday, when there was no one in the school and it was quiet, Chen Hui changed into the same set of clothes and walked happily to the studio on the fifth floor.

After going up, I had to take out the key and prepare to open the door, but it turned out that the door was not locked at all, it was open.

At this time, Chen Hui noticed that there was someone inside, it was Wu Zhong, and he was already practicing the line here. Looking at the countless thin lines on the drawing paper from afar, he must have been here for a long time.

Chen Hui smiled slightly, walked in softly, came behind him, stretched out his hands to cover his eyes, and deliberately asked in a slightly dull voice, "Guess who I am?"

"Xiao Huihui!"

"......" Hearing this, Chen Hui was stunned, her face was slightly red, and she was a little embarrassed, "Ahem...... Huihui is Huihui, why add a small word?"

The two were silent for a moment, then snickered again.

Wu Zhong turned around, but after seeing Chen Hui's outfit today, he was immediately stunned.

Chen Hui's dress today is exactly the same as when he first met Chen Hui, and now he still remembers the first day of military training, and saw Chen Hui's appearance from a distance, with a short ponytail, a black and white striped T-shirt, light blue jeans, and small white shoes......

The delicate and agile face was at this close range, and Wu Zhong was a little nervous.

Seeing that he was stupid and sluggish, Chen Hui shook his hand in front of him and asked, "What's wrong with you?

He shook his head, "No, no...... It's just a bit of an accident, it seems to be back on the first day of school......"

"Isn't this to help you get back in shape, I'm going to be a model for you today, and I'll paint it well. Chen Hui said as she moved a chair and sat opposite Wu Zhong.

Wu Zhong smiled silently, and immediately changed to a new drawing paper, ready to start writing.

At this moment, Chen Hui did see Wu Zhong's serious appearance, even if he was still a little nervous, but it was not the same as yesterday, not the kind of nervousness that he was not confident in.

Chen Hui sat quietly, looking at Wu Zhonghua for a while and then looking at her, she knew that Wu Zhong was painting seriously.

It's just that his gaze is scanning over himself, which is a little weird.

After about half an hour, Wu Zhong stopped writing, but he didn't look very happy.

Chen Hui asked him, "Is it done so quickly?"

He didn't reply, so Chen Hui went over to see it by himself. It's just that after seeing the picture, her face is a little ugly.

In the painting, she doesn't look like it at all, and the drawing is extremely ugly, and the lines are so twisted that it looks like the work of a novice who has just learned to draw for a few days.

"I'm sorry ......"

Wu Zhong lowered his head and said very frustratedly.

Chen Hui smiled bitterly and comforted him: "It's okay, you only painted the first one today, and the feeling didn't come back, let's paint another one definitely not like this, come on." ”

As she spoke, Chen Hui returned to her position and sat down. Although Wu Zhong didn't want to start writing anymore, under Chen Hui's urging, he still changed to a new drawing paper and took shape again.

This time, he had been painting for a longer time, and Chen Hui thought to herself, even if he didn't return to his former level, at least he should have made some progress.

She thought so, and when he finished painting, she took a closer look, but the result was disappointing.

There is no progress, it is the same as the first one, and even the shape is not as good as the first one......

At this moment, Chen Hui is really in a complicated mood. She didn't continue to let Wu Zhonghua draw, but approached, took his right hand, and looked at it carefully, there was really no problem with his appearance. But......

She didn't know what to say or what to do.

Wu Zhong smiled and comforted: "It's okay, this kind of thing can't be done overnight." I still have two years to go, practice slowly, practice makes perfect, and I will always recover. ”

“……”

Hearing this, seeing Wu Zhong'......s relieved appearance, Chen Hui's heart became even more bitter, and she asked Wu Zhong: "Aren't you sad at all?

He was stunned, smiled slightly, shook his head and said, "I'm not sad." ”

"Really?"

Originally, I studied painting just to get into college, and I liked painting because of you, but now you and I are friends, and that's enough." So, I'm not sad, I wanted to hide it before, but I was afraid to see you sad. ”