The two sat facing each other, Qiu Ci lowered his head and ate the vegetable leaves in the bowl, and ate two bites with his head down, Lu Fengbai didn't like to talk when he ate, and it wasn't until he finished eating the things in the bowl that he raised his head and looked at Qiu Ci who was eating in small bites. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Can you still go into the school dormitory so late?" When Lu Fengbai talked to her, Qiu Ci always felt like an elder, obviously the difference between them was only a few years old, but it sounded like a difference of dozens of years.

"I don't live in school, my house is near here." Qiu Ci replied.

"Let's continue to take classes tomorrow, you still have a year to take the art exam, and if you use this way to pass the bottleneck period, I'm afraid it won't have much effect, and it will decline even more seriously if you don't get it." Lu Fengbai always spoke in a tone that did not resist me.

If compared with Qiu Ci's appearance when he first saw him, Qiu Ci would definitely think that he was a very gentle person, talking and doing things, but after getting to know him, she felt that Lu Fengbai had a kind of momentum that came from his body, and that kind of momentum made him look very tall and distant, he was the kind of person who felt more distant the more he got along.

Lu Fengbai waited until she finished eating before getting up, and when Qiu Ci saw him standing up, he immediately stood up, and the two walked out together.

There was a cool breeze blowing outside, he came to apply for the job in October, when the weather was still slightly hot, and now the sky is getting colder and colder, he glanced at Qiu Ci, and put a simple coat on his body, he stretched out his hand and touched her coat and said: "The clothes are too thin." ”

Qiu Ci was stunned and raised his head to look at her, Lu Fengbai said: "The weather is getting colder, remember to wear more clothes." ”

He almost blurted out, Qiu Ci looked at him in a daze, no teacher would care whether the clothes she was wearing were thick or thin, and he was a little moved for a while.

I saw that Lu Fengbai's face was slightly red when he looked at him, his eyes drifted away a little, and he hurriedly explained: "Otherwise, if you get sick, you have to ask for leave, and the time is already very urgent." ”

"Oh." Qiu Ci lowered his head and nodded.

It turned out that it was November, and Han Mo would come back next month, thinking of this autumn resignation and smiling, his steps were a lot brisker.

Lu Fengbai saw that she was in a good mood, and a smile couldn't help but appear on the corner of her mouth, when she looked at her, there seemed to be more tenderness in her eyes, but when she looked up at him, the tenderness in his eyes would be fleeting, light and calm.

Qiu Ci didn't know why she was walking with Lu Fengbai, and when she reacted, she found that she was getting farther and farther away from home, so she hurriedly stopped and called: "Teacher." ”

"Huh?" Lu Fengbai glanced at her suspiciously.

"Teacher, I'm going home." Qiu Ci's voice was very subtle.

Lu Fengbai frowned slightly, but quickly stretched out again: "Well, go back." ”

Qiu Ci responded, and immediately turned his head and left, but after just taking two steps, he found that it was not polite to walk away like this, so he stopped and turned his head to smile at Lu Fengbai, and waved: "Goodbye, teacher." ”

Lu Fengbai looked at her back, the little skinny, hand in his pocket, shook it lightly and opened it, if only she could smile at him like this all the time, he thought so.

When I got home, I immediately went into the quilt after taking a shower, and went to sleep with my head down.

Lu Fengbai walked around the street for a while and then went back.

Lu Fengbai is a fresh college student, so he lives in a house rented by himself and a classmate, his classmate is called Yan Yuhao because he has some connections in the family, so he let him go through the back door and enter the game company to draw original paintings, and Lu Fengbai found this job as a studio teacher, and he is happy to teach students.

Yan Yuhao often hugged Lu Fengbai and cried about how miserable he was, he was not Lu Fengbai's opponent at all in terms of technology alone, but he found such a hard job, but Lu Fengbai could still be so idle.

Lu Fengbai turned a deaf ear to his crying, and hid in his room to paint when he was fine, and Yan Yuhao scolded him outside: "Painting idiot." ”

However, Lu Fengbai didn't care, but when he saw Yan Yuhao sitting in front of the computer and painting something deadly, he would still be very considerate and handed him a cup of coffee, plus a warm comforting word: "Paint well, the days are still long." ”

Yan Yuhao's teeth itched when he listened, but there was nothing he could do.

When Lu Fengbai went back, Yan Yuhao was lying in front of the computer and had fallen asleep, he didn't squeak, went back to take a shower, and returned to the room to see an easel in the corner, on which was an unfinished painting, which he painted before he applied for the job, and he hadn't painted it for a long time now.

He set up the easel, on which was a landscape painting, but there was a particularly conspicuous girl in that painting, wearing a white shirt and black pants, tied in a ponytail, the whole person looked very clean and comfortable, holding a sketchboard in her hand, looking up to observe the scenery.

Lu Fengbai looked at the painting, couldn't help but smile, his slender and clean fingers stroked the painting that had been dried, and his fingertips crossed the face of the girl on the painting: "It turns out that I have been painting you!" ”

When Lu Fengbai went to class the next day, he arrived earlier than before, as always, and when he arrived today, Qiu Ci's seat was already seated early.

When he walked in, Qiu Ci seemed to be taken aback, and poked his head out of the drawing board to look at Lu Fengbai.

Lu Fengbai smiled at her: "It's early." ”

Qiu Ci looked a little shy, and nodded: "The teacher is also early." ”

"Do you still feel like you can't keep painting when you paint today?" Lu Fengbai said and walked over to her and looked at the paintings on the drawing board.

Instead of sketching, she painted gouache, and the colors improved a lot compared to the beginning, at least there were fewer contrasts, and the concentration of colors increased.

"It's improved a lot." Lu Fengbai praised unabashedly.

Qiu Ci smiled a little embarrassedly, and the paintbrush in his hand was shabu in the bucket: "This flower is a little difficult to paint." ”

"The flower is actually quite simple, as long as you understand its direction and pave the color, you don't need to pay so much attention to the painting at the beginning, the details are added later, just like painting an apple, just understand its surface." Lu Fengbai stood behind him and explained.

Qiu Ci turned his head to look at him, and found that his eyes fell on his body, his expression was different from what she had seen before, and he was a little gentle, and the look in his eyes inexplicably made her heart beat faster.

When she meets his eyes, his eyes immediately move to the painting, and his expression is naturally unpretentious.

Maybe Lu Fengbai's expression was too natural, and Qiu Ci didn't think much about it, so he said, "Can the teacher help me change it?" ”

"Yes."

Qiu Ci got up from his seat, Lu Fengbai sat in her seat, she stood next to him and watched quietly, every time she saw Lu Fengbai painting, Qiu Ci would feel very beautiful, his expression was very focused when he painted, and his eyes were very bright.

And every time Qiu Ci can't help but look at his face, when he brushes the pen, Qiu Ci will react, looking at the painting on the drawing board, just a few strokes, it is completely different from what she just painted.

It's like, there's a little more vitality.

"I've drawn one for you, and I'll draw it myself." Lu Fengbai got up and put the pen in the bucket.

Qiu Ci was a little depressed, when would she be able to reach this kind of realm of his, but when she thought that she had studied so many years more than herself, she was relieved at once.

The people in the classroom are gradually coming, and things like gouache seem to have reached a bottleneck.

Qiu Ci lowered her head and held her forehead a little depressed, the house leak happened to rain overnight, maybe she is like this now, the sketch has reached the bottleneck period, and the gouache has also reached the bottleneck period.

Sun Xiao'an next to him seemed to have finished the painting at hand, so he breathed a sigh of relief, looked at Qiu Ci, and asked proudly: "How is it, is the painting finished?" ”

Qiu Ci sighed helplessly, a little desperate: "I can't draw well, you help me change it, let me find the feeling." ”

Sun Xiaoan seemed to be surprised, and looked at Qiu Ci: "Are you sure, my style is not at all different from yours!" ”

The two of them are not different at all, they are simply a positive and a negative, one is exquisite, and the other is free and easy, Qiu Ci always likes to paint everything very carefully, but he always paints very chic, and every stroke is very bold.

When he first started painting, it was because he was too free and easy, and the picture was often a mess, so he was praised by the previous teacher and said: This person paints, is debauched, and has a free and easy nature.

He and Qiu Ci are not in the same routine at all.

"Maybe you can save me, I seem to have reached a dead end." Qiu Ci looked at him with some frustration.

Hearing Qiu Ci say this, Sun Xiaoan immediately got up and walked to her place and sat down, someone can agree with the painting he painted, how could he refuse.

Then he couldn't walk away as soon as he sat down, and it wasn't until he finished painting that Qiu Ci was about to collapse that he stopped, threw the pen in his hand to the ground very chicly, leaned back slightly, squinted his eyes and looked at the picture, and then stood up with a sigh.

"I'm done painting, how about it, have you learned my freedom."

Qiu Ci glanced at him, her eyes were a little resentful, she wanted him to change it, but he finished painting: "I didn't learn how to draw, you learned the posture of throwing the pen." ”

Sun Xiaoan grinned: "Throwing a pen is also a skill, and it is better to learn a little than nothing!" ”

Qiu Ci was speechless.

After Lu Fengbai finished painting it, he saw Sun Xiaoan talking with a helpless Qiu Ci, so he walked over and said in a slightly serious voice: "What do you say, is the painting finished?" ”

Sun Xiaoan's smile immediately retracted and said, "I'm finished painting, and I'm about to repaint." Then he immediately pulled out a new piece of drawing paper from the bag hanging behind the easel, pasted it on the drawing board, and began to draw in earnest.

Qiu Ci had no choice but to take out a new piece of drawing paper, Lu Fengbai looked at Qiu Ci's painting, and then looked at Sun Xiao'an's finished product lying on the ground and asked, "Sun Xiao'an changed it for you?" ”

"He painted it, to be exact." Qiu Ci was very helpless when he said it.

"You should learn from his painting method, you are too cautious in your drawing, you are too tight, and it is not bad to put it out at the right time."

Sun Xiaoan smiled when he heard the smug Chao Qiuci: "Qiuci, you see that the teacher also said so, you worship me as a teacher, I can teach you how to paint uninhibitedly." ”

Before Qiu Ci could speak, he heard Lu Fengbai say: "You put it too much, you should take it." ”

Then Sun Xiaoan stopped talking, and drew seriously with the palette, for fear of being choked by Lu Fengbai's words again.

After pasting the autumn paper, Lu Fengbai said with his head down and flipping through the album: "Don't paint these things today, paint what you want to paint, just vent, paint anything, abstract too, try to relax yourself." ”

"Really?"

"Yes."

Qiu Ci closed the book, and her mind went completely blank all of a sudden, what should she draw? She looked at the clean white paper, and really didn't know what to draw.