"So...... Let's get started, shall we?"

After staring at Han Woo for about five or six seconds, Kim Taeyeon came back to his senses at the seemingly cautious reminder on the side.

She quickly pursed her lips, raised her hand to brush the hair between her ears, and smiled at Sua, who was quietly looking at the two of them with her eyes, to hide the unnaturalness in her expression.

Han Yu's performance was very calm, he looked back, and a polite smile naturally appeared on his face, and he nodded to Sua and said, "Then trouble you, Teacher Sua." ”

"Nothing. Fortunately, Sua didn't show any embarrassing reaction, she just smiled as kindly as before, waved her hand, and said to the two people: "So, Mr. Han and Miss Taeyeon, because our today is just a simple interest class, and I am also more curious about the painting skills of the two of them, so I will teach some simple skills and concepts first, and then after the two of them complete a painting separately, I will guide the two of them, is this okay?"

There was nothing wrong with Sua's words, and Han Woo and Kim Taeyeon both nodded when they heard this.

Next, they each sat in their seats, and after glancing at Han Woo sitting next to him out of the corner of his eye, Kim Taeyeon still breathed a sigh of relief in her heart, brushed away the excess restless emotions, calmed down, and really listened carefully to Sua's teaching.

She still doesn't know why her OPPA suddenly wants to take her to learn what to draw, or today, or at a time like this, but all in all, whether it was a whim or some other reason, since she was deceived by him, she couldn't just leave.

Anyway, it may be a good choice to go back to the dormitory by yourself, that is, to nest alone in the quilt, and listen to the lectures of your favorite illustrator here. Of course...... The biggest reason for this is because he is the one who called him.

No matter how homely she is, there is always someone in the world who can call her out of the bed, whether it is a relative or someone else......

“…… So, in my opinion, I think it's good to paint as comfortably as you can when you're painting, when you're creating, because if you force yourself to work hard, you will feel inconvenienced and feel a sense of burden. ”

Speaking of this, Sua's voice paused, and she paid attention to the two figures in front of her with a large height difference, and after confirming that both of them were listening attentively, she clapped her hands with satisfaction and continued: "Then, Mr. Han, you can start painting." ”

"Hmm, uh-huh, Sua-sensei, are you here?" Kim Taeyeon was stunned for a moment, and looked left and right, "Then we ...... What to draw?"

"You can do anything, it's just improvisation. Sua blinked, "Ahh Otherwise...... Mr. Han, you can each draw each other's portraits?"

"Each drawing the other?"

This time, there were two surprises in unison.

Glancing at each other, Kim Taeyeon bit her lower lip for no reason, and was about to refuse, but before she could open her mouth, a clear voice sounded first-

"Well, yes!"

O、OPPA！

Quickly tugged at his cuffs with his little hand underneath, and Kim Taeyeon anxiously signaled him with small eyes.

It's a strange thing for two friends of the opposite sex to date in private, but now they have to draw each other's portraits, what does this look like......

As a result, someone's blindness seems to have flare-ups again at this time.

In Kim Tae-yeon's angry and funny helpless eyes, I saw this OPPA of her family turn her head to look at herself, and then this guy blinked his eyes, as if he understood what he meant, but then he actually got up without saying a word to get the painting tools on the table!

Never mind...... Let's follow this OPPA today, after all, it's rare for him to come out alone with himself......

Kim Taeyeon roughly guessed that Han Woo was pretending to be stupid, pretending not to understand her hints, she didn't understand what her OPPA was trying to do, but things were already like that, and she didn't seem to have any other choice than to be obedient.

However, imagination is beautiful, and when it comes to the real moment, you will find that the truth is not so satisfactory.

Kim Taeyeon has not systematically learned the basics of painting, and the so-called "Kim Painter" is also a nickname given by fans, she knows that she is just more talented in the application of color, and it is okay to draw some small patterns, but she really can't describe things and draw real people.

Another key element is the presence of outsiders from third parties.

Even if it's a painter I usually like very much, but I've had a relationship with her through a painting book before, don't you know that it's very cowardly for the house bamboo shoots to come to reality?

After the two of them set up the drawing board, Sua looked at it for a while, then took out her own painting tools and lowered her head to the side, occasionally raising her head and looking at it with strange eyes.

These dynamics were all taken into account by Kim Taeyeon, who was already nervous.

She was a little curious about what Sua was drawing, and she was too embarrassed to go over to look at it, on the other hand, she felt a faint anxiety when she thought that if Sua finished painting by herself later, the drawing paper in front of her was basically blank.

In fact, she understands that the two of them came over today on a whim at most, even if she draws really poorly, the other party will not laugh at her.

But it was the urgency with which her results would be noticed that made her uncomfortable.

In particular, she thought that the person who would see her work later, in case he saw that she had painted his portrait in a strange shape...... This OPPA, it should be so angry, right?

Thinking about it like this, Kim Taeyeon smiled slightly bitterly to herself.

"Taeyeon, you...... Don't you want to draw?"

Suddenly, a familiar inquiry came from in front of him.

When he turned his head to look, he saw the slender figure standing opposite him looking at him with slightly puzzled eyes.

Under the studio lighting, his rather angular face was reflected with a little hazy halo.

As if seeing his own reflection in those dark eyes, Kim Taeyeon's heart tightened, and just as she was about to speak, she heard a soft question in her ear.

"Don't know how to write?"

With a sentence on his own difficulty, Kim Taeyeon couldn't help but follow his words and head harder, and when he blinked again, he realized that he had put down the paintbrush in his hand and walked to his side.

"Oh...... It seems to be a bit difficult. ”

"Don't, don't look at it! OPPA! Don't ......"

Being stared at the scribbled strokes on his drawing paper that he had simply drawn with a pencil, his face burned suddenly, Kim Taeyeon couldn't wait to bury his head and be an ostrich, and hurriedly used his hands to cover the drawing paper, but was instantly grabbed by a slender palm with a slightly warm palm.

The whole person was stunned, and when she looked sideways, her breathing between her noses was slightly stagnant.

On the side of her head, a handsome face she knew so well lay there, so close that she could even make out the slender eyelashes on his eyelids.

If it weren't for the fact that he seemed to be concentrating on the sketchpad in front of him at this time, and his eyes were not looking at him, Kim Taeyeon was afraid that he would be unable to help but scream at that moment......

"Hmm...... Otherwise, can I help you?"

"Ah...... Huh, help me, don't you need it......"

"Isn't it impossible to draw it? Since it is my portrait, is there anyone more familiar with it than me?"

Under that gentle and irresistible voice, Kim Taeyeon's subconscious refusal seemed weak.

Han Yu let go of the girl's hand with a smile, but before she could breathe a sigh of relief, she felt two hands on her shoulders and gently pressed her whole person on the chair, and then, her whole body suddenly tensed!

Because, she could feel the man, he was standing behind her, bent over.

His face was close to his ear, his hand grabbed his own, and he picked up a pencil.

As if enveloped in a tall warm breath, she shrank inside, her mind gradually blanked.

I can't feel anything.

In the end, there was only a faint whisper in his ears, containing a shallow and incomparably gentle smile.

……

"Then here we go, Miss Kim. ”