Senior Sister Fang stood on the podium and announced loudly, "Everyone, be quiet, what materials to bring to paint plaster in tomorrow's sketch class, a few liberal arts students had better ask their classmates with art skills in advance, okay, let's send new books." Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info"

?“ Alas, alas!alas~" The concubine sighed three times in a row, which made the remaining seven people who were sympathetic to the same illness even worse.

The playboy crossed Erlang's legs, raised his arms and backs together, leaned against Ma Tingting's desk, and said comfortably: "I think you worked hard to learn cultural classes at the beginning, but now you regret it!"

The handsome guy shook one leg and put it on the foot of my stool, "For you liberal arts students, you are about to lose at the starting line, talk about how you feel." ”

I slapped away her gloating leg with an impatient palm, raised my palm sadly, slapped it on the table with my face, and sobbed in my mouth: "Starting line, gouache, ah~ paint plaster, woo..."

Meng Meng blinked a harmless smile, patted my bag on my head, and comforted me seriously: "Festival mourning, festival mourning!"

Wen Jing couldn't help laughing: "When the time comes, we will put the easel together, you can see more and ask more, it will not be difficult." ”

"I don't want to face the cruel reality alone, so if you are willing to reach out and pull me, you can do it. "I was aggrieved and lay on the wide table, seeking comfort in my heart.

Wen Jing sorted out the newly issued textbooks, "Su Yi, you don't need to be desperate there, you see, Ma Zhe's theory is your strong point." ”

"Haha... No English, haha... It's nice to have no English. Zhang Tengfeng's exaggerated sharp voice jumped up and threw himself into the arm that looked at me.

My chin on the table straightened, my black eyes hidden, and I gritted my teeth: "Crazy, crazy..."

Sister Fang's roll call, the current class leader Chen Huangshang, the deputy class leader Zhang Tengfeng, the Youth League branch secretary playboy, and the study committee member Baobao The four newly appointed class committee members took the books in order from left to right and distributed them to the named students.

The thin seven books were held in my hand heavily, looking at the seat under the podium, and my heart was extremely heavy towards it, could I have been forced to embark on the road of art like this.

After handing out the new books, Senior Sister Fang stood on the podium, took a sip of water, and put down the water cup: "That's it this morning, there is no class in the afternoon, everyone take out their mobile phones, I will send you the class schedule to confirm." Pressing the group text message, she raised her head and waited for a while, saw that someone started to check the text message, and asked, "Have you received it?"

"Both. "We're confirming it one after another.

"Okay, class. Senior Sister Fang picked up the water cup and walked out.

The handsome guy finished a quick browsing, and slapped the table: "Wow, don't you want to be so wonderful." ”

"There is only a half-day course every day, oh roar~" Zhang Tengfeng opened his throat like Mount Tai and roared.

"Why does this madman move too much when he is happy, it's really unbearable. Wen Jing couldn't get used to his nonsense.

On the campus road, at this time of time, there are freshmen holding new books in their hands, and when I passed by the school supply store, I grabbed Wen Jing: "There is a sketch class tomorrow, you can help me refer to the pencils and paper I want to buy." ”

Senior Sister Fang has already announced the list of liberal arts students just now, I can't tell them that I am a reborn, and I don't have so much money, so I deliberately buy some materials that do not match the sketching class to cover people's eyes, it is better to use the simplest method, that is, to save trouble and be economical.

"You're not stupid, let's go. The handsome guy walked in first.

When I arrived at the supplies area of the Academy of Fine Arts, Wen Jing took one from each of the two stacks of paper, held one left and one right in her hand, and patiently explained to me, "When sketching still lifes, it is enough for beginners to use eight-carat paper. After speaking, he put the larger paper in front of her, "This paper is four-fold, whether it is the layout or the difficulty of drawing, but it can fully express the subtleties." ”

Ai Fei, who came in together, took one from Wen Jing's hand and asked puzzledly, "What's going on with these eight and four openings?"

Meng Meng sneered, "Of course, it's a whole piece of paper folded in half, divided into two pieces of paper called 2 open, and then it's 4 open, and then folded in half is 8 open in your hand." ”

"Oh, how many should I buy?" said Aifei.

Wen Jing suggested that we buy two sheets of paper for preparation first, and then decide which paper to buy more when class is held tomorrow.

The handsome guy has been looking at pencils, and when he saw that we had chosen the sketch paper, "The sketch paper is enough for one lesson, and the pencils are different, so buy a few more bundles." ”

"What are you doing, concubine!" said the dude, in surprise.

"Sharpen a pencil, it's much faster than a knife. The dark Macintos on both sides of the concubine laughed and jumped.

The handsome guy made a fuss and said, "Ouch, I'll go, don't scare me, you see which art student uses a pencil sharpener." ”

The concubine was not degraded by a handsome guy, and the dignity of the royal family was unquestionable, so she immediately said in an unkind tone: "Then bite with your mouth?"

"How did you live in kindergarten and elementary school without a pencil sharpener?" the handsome guy rolled his eyes.

Aifei knocked her head: "Buy that, that, what's it called?"

"Kitchen knives!" I added, expressionlessly.

The handsome guy punched away my bag, because it was a little loosely tied today, it shook on my head, I quickly held on, I was afraid of falling apart, "Oh, as for it! That's what my mom did when I was a child." I smiled innocently, and the handsome guy stood across from me in disgust.

Aifei was surprised and raised an index finger: "The knife, I haven't used it for many years, I only remember the shape, and I can't call the name." ”

The handsome guy grabbed a few things from the shelf and pushed them into our arms, "This is a 2B pencil, oh, charcoal is a waste for you, don't want it, eraser?, charcoal strips, will you use it!"

When checking out, Concubine Ai whispered to me: "The handsome guy is very efficient, but his mouth is too bad." ”

I tilted my head slightly and smiled: "Knife mouth tofu heart, just get used to it." ”

Back in the dormitory, Meng Meng and Wen Jing hurriedly took a piece of eight-open sketch paper from the bag and pasted it on the door of my wardrobe.

I drew a pencil, sat down next to the trash can, sharpened it with a knife, and stabbed it a third time, "Damn! ”

The handsome guy leaned on his two legs, leaning on the balcony handrail, and after watching me eliminate half of the pen, he finally couldn't help but stretch out his palm, "Give it to me!"

"What?" I didn't know what he meant, and I stopped what I was doing.

"Knife and pen!" the handsome man's patience has reached its limit.

I put it in her hand and saw that he had easily sharpened the pencil, and the incision was smooth and smooth, and I held it in my hand and admired it, thinking that if I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I would have thought that she had bought it like this.

"Sharpening a pen is also gnawed by dogs, and it's strange constantly. "The handsome guy has an easy-to-understand evaluation.

I flattered: "Handsome guy, if we don't have a discussion, you will help me sharpen the pen in the future, and I will take out the garbage." ”

"You dump a bucket of garbage, and I cut off a few hands. The handsome man carefully took the pen from my hand and shouted, "Stop, stop! What are you doing?"

I said as a matter of course: "The refill is too thick, scrape it a little sharper, it will be easy to use." ”

He raised a hand, and when he was about to hit my bag, he thought about it and put it down, and his mouth was still not angry: "Who said that sketches should be scraped refills, remember, you are not allowed to scrape in the future!"

I was in college for four years, and the sketch class was actually only a month, plus I didn't have a way at the time, I wasn't interested at all, so many years later, I had already returned it to the teacher, and I remember that when I took the exam, I still asked my classmates to give me a revision before handing it in, and I was a person who cheated in the open.

Wen Jing fixed the sketch paper and turned it around: "Su Yi, the handsome guy's words are not rough, but you can't draw well if you scrape the pen thinly." ”

Meng Meng looked at me with the eyes of an idiot, giggling non-stop.

"Don't be discriminated against like this, or the little girl will worship you as a teacher, how about it?" I swore just to say.

"Ha, you have a good idea, you want to sit in the master's hurry. After saying that, he went to the water dispenser to get a glass of water, stuffed it into my hand, and moved a chair to sit in front of me, looking like he was waiting for me to bow to the teacher.

Wen Jing pushed her: "Don't make trouble, you know to take advantage." ”

The handsome guy said lightly: "A teacher for one day, a mother for life, a generation older, you are happy." ”

Mengmeng thought about it, so she poured another glass of water and stood side by side with me, "Then I'll be your senior sister, it's not bad to take you." ”

I reluctantly said, "You're welcome, you're welcome, it's hot, I'll go to the balcony to cool off." ”

Meng Meng shouted in the back, "Drink the water first, you're welcome." ”

The handsome guy scooped her neck with his hand, dragged her to the toilet, closed the door and clapped his hands back to the bed, "Take a shower and refresh yourself." ”

Wen Jing and I were ready to live in the mud, only to hear the sound of flushing the toilet inside, and opened the door with a cute smile, "How do you know I'm going to get on the trumpet?"

Come on, people are in the middle of it, refreshed, and nothing happens to us.

After lunch, my dear and good roommates enthusiastically became special training teachers.

"Su Yi, you first draw a line for me to see, and ask to draw from this end to that end. Meng Meng stood in front of the closet and switched to the role of a teacher, dressed like that.

I picked up the pen and was just about to draw, but Meng Meng patted the back of my hand with a ring ruler, "Is this how the pen is held?

"Mengmeng, I'll teach this. Wen Jing came over and adjusted the posture of my pen.

Take the pen in a different posture, I can't get used to it, a line is drawn crookedly, the handsome guy is anxious, and snatched my pen: "Look at it, you can't shake your hands, the pen should be neat and neat, pull with your wrist, don't pause and hesitate when pulling the line." ”

When I drew a little stance, the three of them patted their butts, very chic, took their student IDs, went to the library, went to the campus, went to the small shop to borrow novels.

I was left alone to stand in front of the closet, and he didn't forget to give me homework, and forced me not to finish drawing 3,000 vertical lines in the afternoon, and not to think about having dinner after class: Alas!

I held my phone in one hand and flipped through Chi Qing's text messages and pulled the cord with the other.

Chi Qing: Yaya, I'm near the sea in Zhoushan, do you need me to send you some shells, sand paintings or something?

I replied: What major did you study in Zhoushan?

Chi Qing: Shipping professional, I'll pick up some for you on Sunday and send them to you.

I replied: plus sand paintings.

Chi Qing: Can I take my tail?

I replied: Almost.

"Su Yi, you're done painting, don't be half-hearted if you don't finish drawing. Meng Meng rushed over and squeezed me away, counting them one by one.

The handsome guy looked at it, according to the preliminary estimate of the density of my paintings, the number is definitely not enough, "Meng Meng, quiet, students are disobedient, is it necessary to be serious discipline." ”

The three of them snorted and laughed, stretched out their paws to scratch the itch, I hugged my body tightly, shrunk my neck and slowly retreated, shouting in my heart: Why not the first floor?......