When Guo Youyun was cleaning up the picture scroll, Li Yu walked over quietly and asked in a low voice, "Are you confident?"

Guo Youyun smiled reluctantly: "It's okay." ”

It's a lie.

Li Yuneng's eyes flickered when he saw her say this.

His eyes fell on the scroll, and his heart tightened slightly. She painted a cold plum in the palace wall in winter, and the painting work was already good, but the picture was full of depression and sadness, and it had fallen into the inferior in artistic conception.

What was this chick thinking about when she painted this picture......

He said quietly: "I'll help you get it, you clean up the pen and ink, don't accidentally splash the ink and destroy the painting." ”

"Ah, good!" Guo Youyun did not doubt him, and turned around to pack up the pen and paper.

Li Yu stretched out his right index finger, and saw that the blood from the wound had already coagulated somewhat, so he pinched it again, and used the blood of his index finger to quickly tap on the cold plum a few times, wiping out a few blood-red and bright abstract plum blossoms.

With these few eye-catching plums on the black and white picture, it suddenly changed from lifeless, gloomy and sad to vibrant.

Li Yu took the scroll to the dean of the Chinese department, his brain was drowsy, he hurriedly fixed his mind, said to the dean, staggered into the backstage of the academic lecture hall, found a dim small room and walked in.

"System...... What's wrong with me?" his eyes darkened, and he couldn't help but be shocked when he saw that the picture in front of him was spinning.

[The host's mental power is consumed too much, please close your eyes as soon as possible to breathe, so as not to run out of oil and run out.] 】

Too much mental energy?

Li Yu smiled bitterly, sure enough, the song Lasan was not so easy to play, not to mention that it was still a guzheng. In addition, after two rounds of consuming energy before, he was concentrating on helping Guo Youyun's ink painting just now, even if he was already an immortal cultivator, he couldn't bear it.

He barely allowed himself to walk in a straight line, saw a row of chairs in the room, walked over and lay down directly.

I closed my eyes and worked hard to run the exercises, and suddenly I had a splitting headache, and I just wanted to pass out immediately.

However, he remembered that in the novels of cultivating immortals, it was said that forcibly practicing when his spiritual power was the most exhausted could get twice the result with half the effort.

Think about Zhang Xiaofan, think about Han Li, think about Wang Lin, Xiao Yan, Lin Dong and other senior bosses, which one is not ruthless enough to himself, so he finally ......

[Crazy warning!Please stop masochism immediately!]

"Uh-huh???"

Li Yu's head sank, and he really fell asleep.

In the academic lecture hall, Guo Youyun, who was restless, suddenly heard everyone looking at the picture scroll spread out on the table, and let out bursts of amazement, and the small painting of Qingteng University looked at him with admiration.

She couldn't help but be stunned.

How bad the drawing was, she knew for herself.

When I started writing just now, I couldn't concentrate at all, especially after noticing Li Yu's deliberate alienation from him, and even brought the faint sorrow in my heart into the painting.

But even if it's bad, don't be so surprised, right?

And what kind of eyes is that little painting, admiring his own level and daring to stand up and compare with him? It's too hateful!

"Xiao Guo, I only knew that you danced beautifully, but I didn't expect that Chinese painting was your strength!"

Guo Youyun's face flushed: "Dean, why are you even laughing at others?"

"How embarrassed to laugh at you? This palace wall snow plum is bleak and dead everywhere, but a few bright red plums are actually vibrant, what an image of life in a desperate place!"

"I'm ashamed of the combination and impact of the composition. The little painting also sighed gloomily.

"What?" Guo Youyun was shocked. Bright red plums? I have never painted red plums!

She hurriedly rushed forward and was stunned when she saw the dazzling red red plums.

suddenly looked back, but could not find Li Yu's figure.

Her eyes turned red all at once.

This hateful senior actually deceived himself, and said that he would help him clean up the scroll, and secretly used the blood of his fingertips as paint, and changed an ordinary ink painting into a masterpiece!

The senior's Chinese painting skills are so strong? !

"Where's the senior?" she took a deep breath.

"I said I was going to rest......

In the cheers and hustle and bustle of the audience after Principal Gu announced the four consecutive wins, Guo Youyun also quietly walked to the small room backstage, she guessed that Li Yu was here, because if he walked through the front and back doors, with his current popularity, it would be impossible for no one to surround him.

The doors of several rooms in the background were locked, and the door of the last room could be unscrewed, and in the dim light inside, sure enough, there was a slender figure lying on a row of chairs.

"Senior?" she shouted, but received no answer, and closed the door, locking out all the cheering and screaming.

In the quiet room, only she and Li Yu were left, as if they were independent in another world.

She walked to Li Yu's side lightly, and saw that Li Yu closed his eyes tightly, as if he had fallen asleep, and her heart couldn't help but feel sore.

Playing against someone like "Yi Xing", playing Lasan with the guzheng, and putting the finishing touches on herself in just a few seconds, she knows that no matter what, it will be very tiring.

Seeing that "Yi Xing" directly foamed at the mouth and fell into a coma, and the piano girl didn't even dare to try it, it can be seen.

She crouched down and stared at Li Yu's face. Even if he is asleep, he still looks so handsome, without a deep gaze, but with a little more tranquility. She didn't want to alarm Li Yu, but she couldn't help but reach out and touch his face.

Li Yu didn't react at all, and seemed to really fall asleep.

Her hand touched Li Yu's lips, and she sighed faintly: "You don't like me, why do you want to help me? Just let me lose, lose face, it doesn't matter." ”

Her eyes fell on Li Yu's hand, her heart trembled, and she rummaged through the room, really letting her find the medical kit.

She took out alcohol, cotton swabs and hemostatic patches in the medical box, soaked the cotton swabs with alcohol, hesitated, and pushed Li Yu: "Senior, your wound needs to be disinfected, you wake up, I will help you disinfect." ”

After pushing a few times, Li Yu just twisted his head, and he didn't mean to wake up at all.

She stuck out her tongue and said a little playfully, "Then don't blame me!"

She applied the alcohol-stained cotton swab to the wound on Li Yu's finger, and the situation that Li Yu expected to wake up immediately did not happen.

She looked at Li Yu's handsome face in surprise, and found that he was only frowning slightly, still asleep, probably thinking that he was having some nightmare.

"It seems that the senior is really tired. She muttered, carefully disinfected the wound of Li Yu's right hand that was cut by the strings, and then carefully pasted the hemostatic stickers.

I don't know if it's because I'm nervous, or if I've never done this kind of thing, which makes her a little tired, but after wrapping Li Yu's five fingers, she actually sweated a little.

"Okay, senior. She pinched Li Yu's big hand with a sense of achievement, as if she had bandaged Li Yu's fingers, and she was happier than winning the ballet competition.

However, Li Yu slept soundly and did not respond to her at all.

"You dead man, don't you have a word of thanks?" Guo Youyun snorted to herself.

She looked at Li Yu's face, and her eyes gradually blurred: "How do you say you should thank me? If you don't speak, I'll reward myself?"