4.07-08
07
Although he has been intersecting frequently with Lan Jiashu in recent days, these things have not caused too many waves in the lively life of Hua Wan.
After all, she has a lot of friends around her, and she was suddenly attracted by others and lost her attention, so she left the contradictory teenager behind, and there was no more progress in the relationship except for occasionally replying to his text messages.
And seeing that the winter comic exhibition in Beijing is about to start, Hua Wan is in a hurry to toss his comic book with Liang Liang, and he rarely has the time to go out to play.
At noon near the end of the term, Liang Liang suddenly kindly reminded: "I heard that your European art history course seems to be about to end, so don't you really focus on it?" β
Hua Wan, who was designing a cover in front of the computer, woke up like a dream: "That's right! β
"Last year, you already hung up an elective, and if you hang up again this year, you can make up for it in your senior year." Liang Liang shook his head.
"You have a point." Hua Wan turned off the computer, got up and changed into his newly bought sweater, and began to comb his braids in front of the mirror.
Liang Liang leaned on the back of the chair enviously and looked at her and her long legs: "You have a good figure and look good in everything, why didn't you become a model?" β
"My parents sent me there, but after training for a while, they told me to go on a diet." Hua Wan's face was full of disbelief: "Festival his sister!" β
Liang Liang sneered, picked up the words on the table and threw it to her: "Go quickly, it's too late." β
"Where's my textbook?" Hua Wan rummaged in front of the bookshelf blankly, seeing that she was close to class, she said discouragedly: "Forget it, don't let others borrow it, bye-bye!" β
ββ
Most of the students who take art history are students of the Academy of Fine Arts.
Hua Wan walked to the classroom and found that her eyes were full of acquaintances, and she greeted her all the way, but saw an unexpected figure in the corner: "Hey, how did you choose this kind of class?" β
Lan Jiashu was bowing his head to do high math problems, and took off his headphones in surprise when he heard this: "Ah, choose whatever you want." β
In fact, all the acts of deliberately tailgating the goddess are the daily routine of this idiot, and every semester he secretly checks her elective records and shamelessly imitates them.
Helplessly, Hua Wan is a truant king at all, like art history, she has never appeared at all.
On the contrary, the excellent Lan Jia Tree Festival did not come to listen to it, and every time it was full of hope, and it was full of disappointment.
"Did you bring a textbook?" Hua Wan sat next to him and asked.
Lan Jiashu couldn't help but snicker in her heart when she noticed that everyone was looking at her curiously, but on the surface she put the book in front of her very calmly.
"Great, I can't find mine, borrow me a copy later." Hua Wan thinks this guy is very talkative, so she brings trouble to him.
As expected, Lan Jiashu nodded happily in agreement.
Hua Wan took off her coat, took out a comic, and asked pitifully, "Shall we change the position?" β
Lan Jiashu came early, sitting by the window that would not be noticed by the professor at all.
He didn't hesitate after hearing this, and immediately dedicated the feng shui treasure to the goddess.
Hua Wan, who had finished tossing, was finally satisfied, and honestly turned over "One Piece" without making any sound.
ββ
Ah, happiness......
In the quiet classroom, Lan Jiashu's heart was completely covered by the barrage composed of this sentence, and he had no heart to write high math homework.
He didn't know what the professor was talking about aesthetics, and for him, Hua Wan was synonymous with all the beauty in the world.
The window blocked the cold air outside, but the warm sunlight shone on the ends of her hair and goose-yellow clothes, and she looked fluffy and soft.
Lan Jiashu peeked from time to time, only hating that he didn't bring any snacks, and couldn't find an excuse to talk to her.
ββ
After a class, when the boy next to him was thinking that time was flying fast, Hua Wan ran out of patience and collapsed: "Why is there still a section, damn it, why don't you focus on the first section?" β
"This class has two hours a week." Lan Jiashu said aggrievedly beside him.
"But I want to go to the snack street to buy cheese, and that shop sells so fast that I won't have it if I don't go." Hua Wan lay on the table, surrounded by a shadow of frustration.
Lan Jiashu had already fallen into the black hole of responsiveness, and immediately said, "Then I'll go, I have to buy something else anyway." β
Hua Wan was worried: "But for the last time, the professor will definitely take attendance by name." β
"It's okay, I'll be back soon." Lan Jiashu finished guaranteeing, picked up his wallet and reluctantly ran out.
Hua Wan sat in the same place, and noticed for the first time: this boy seemed to be a little too enthusiastic about himself, and he didn't care about gains and losses.
ββ
Although the wishful thinking was good, Lan Jiashu quickly recognized the cruel reality when he arrived at the snack street: it turned out that there were so many foodies in the school, and the cheese shop was crowded, so he could only obediently line up at the back and give up the struggle to rush back to class.
And the flower night in the class was also very worried, and finally stayed up until the end of the class, the professor finally closed the textbook and said: "I don't like to force students to come, so I haven't called for a semester, next week's exam, let's order it, and those who are not in this class probably don't care about the grades." β
The other students snickered without any burden, only Hua Wan's face was full of depression.
"Lan Jiashu!" The professor pronounced the name.
Hua Wan shouted without thinking about it: "Here!" β
As everyone knows, the professor's roll call list actually marked the gender, and the old man was very annoyed: "I don't care if you become a living person, why are you still transgender, who shouted, stand up!" β
Hua Wan could only get up in disdain under everyone's gaze.
The old man was very impressed by the tall man in the Academy of Fine Arts: "Hua Wan, call Lan Jiashu to come to me!" β
"I don't know him......" Hua Wan tried to mess around.
"I don't know what you're shouting? Don't explain! The old professor didn't eat it at all, and after ordering the other names, he left the place with the book in his hand.
Hua Wan had no choice but to pack Lan Jiashu's things and carry his schoolbag to the door to wait.
Lan Jiashu, who finally got the cheese, came back and apologized vigorously: "I'm sorry, there are too many people who bought it, but it's still in line." β
In fact, he sold out halfway through the line, and what he had in his hand was begged for by other students at a high price.
Hua Wan rarely didn't have the heart to eat, and hurriedly reported: "Oh, I helped you answer until I failed, and the professor found out that you didn't come and asked you to go to him." β
Lan Jiashu was very calm: "Okay, then you can eat first, where is his office?" β
"Upstairs, I'll take you there, you admit your mistakes, maybe he won't care." Hua Wan followed the side to give advice.
ββ
The old man who had just finished class was drinking tea in the house, and when he saw Lan Jiashu coming in, he couldn't help frowning and said, "It's just that you didn't come to class, why did you go?" β
"Teacher, I've been here before, and I'm just going to have something to do in the last section." Lan Jiashu said very sincerely: "It's me who is wrong, but it has nothing to do with Hua Wan." β
The professor didn't believe the nonsense of these young people, and saw that he was an "outsider" from the Institute of Information Technology, and had the impression that this young man had often come to listen to lectures before, so he asked: "Then you can tell me about the representative works of ancient Roman art history." β
Lan Jiashu usually likes to read miscellaneous books, and his memory is also good: "It should be the only remaining building of the Roman Empire, the Pantheon, also known as the Pantheon, which combines Greek and Roman residential styles, using arch structure and masonry concrete technology......"
Listening to his description, the old professor didn't bother too much: "That's it, go back and review carefully." β
"Thank you, teacher." Lan Jiashu breathed a sigh of relief.
"Don't delay your studies when you fall in love." After the old professor finished instructing, he opened the thick lecture notes and revised them.
Lan Jiashu couldn't help but smile like taking advantage, and when he went out, he found that Hua Wan was still waiting dejectedly, so he asked, "Why don't you eat?" β
Hua Wan asked: "How is it, how do you say it?" β
"I didn't say anything, just let me review it properly." Lan Jiashu replied.
Hua Wan relieved her heart: "Great, I thought he was going to hang up on you, I hung up last semester, and I don't know what to do until now." β
Lan Jiashu smiled, secretly flipped through his schoolbag, and was relieved to see that the long-legged curriculum he had secretly printed was still in the high math book.
"Delicious!" Hua Wan had already scooped the cheese with a spoon and stuffed it into his mouth, and then said, "Is it okay to accompany me to copy the textbook, I have checked the key points that the teacher said for you." β
"Hmm." Lan Jiashu followed with his schoolbag on his back, especially hoping that the printing shop and the cheese shop would be equally crowded.
Who knew that Hua Wan entered an alley in a hurry, and said proudly: "It's newly opened here, no one comes, don't worry, it won't delay you too much." β
Lan Jiashu's eyes were full of helplessness, she really didn't know when she would realize her feelings, and she was afraid that after she realized it, she would instantly trample her self-esteem on the ground and crush it mercilessly.
08
In the end, Lan Jiashu's art history grades were not very good, because he usually did not study the textbooks much, and the focus of Hua Wan's hook was lost, and the paper barely passed, which became the biggest failure on the report card.
But he still kept the book well, and when he was fine, he looked at the Q version of the little man with long legs drawn on the pages at home and smirked.
In the blink of an eye, the winter vacation has arrived, and the campus that is usually lively and lively has gradually become deserted.
Lan Jiashu occasionally went to the library, knowing that he would not encounter flowers late and lonely recently.
Unexpectedly, on a snowy day, her phone came in without warning, and her tone was still very anxious: "Are you in Beijing, are you free?" β
Lan Jiashu was running in the gym, and when he heard this, he wiped his sweat and said, "Ah, what's wrong?" β
"I had another problem with my computer, and when I finally restarted it, it actually restored the system on its own, and all the drawings on the desktop were gone." Hua Wan seemed to be crying, and her voice was aggrieved.
Although Lan Jiashu understood that she was nothing special to her, she was still very satisfied that the goddess chose to ask for help when she needed help, so she said politely: "Don't worry, where are you, I'll go find you." β
"I'm ...... at school," Hua Wan replied.
"Okay, wait for me." Lan Jiashu looked at his watch, turned around and ran to take a shower as fast as he could, and then went straight to the university loyally.
The original boring winter vacation suddenly seemed to be much more fulfilling.
ββ
Hua Wan's trouble this time was obviously stricter than last time, she had been waiting downstairs for a long time, the tip of her nose was red, her big eyes were red, and her face was not smiling at all.
Lan Jiashu, who got out of the car, was very worried and whispered, "Are you crying......"
"My manuscript will be printed tomorrow, otherwise it will be too late to sell, and I have already collected money from fans on the Internet, and they will be very angry if it is delayed......" Hua Wan twisted his little face and said: "Broken computer, I must have my mother replace it for me." β
Lan Jiashu didn't understand what she was talking about selling books, but seeing the anxious appearance of her long legs, she also began to feel uneasy: "I don't have anything here, why don't you go to my house to get it, it's still early." β
Hua Wan nodded: "You repaired it so fast last time, that's why I looked for you, if, if it's not good, I'll go to the computer city to ask." β
"It's easy to get, count jΓΉ restore fΓΉ." Lan Jiashu opened his mouth, just to be able to trick her into staying with him for a while, anyway, if he couldn't do it at night, it wouldn't be too late to harass his senior brother.
Hua Wan felt that he was very smart, and he didn't understand the fart, so he convincingly followed behind and got into the car.
ββ
The two-bedroom apartment is a super high-rise apartment, with a simple modern decoration, except for the basic furniture, all electronic equipment and things like football and basketball, and there is no trace of adult and female life.
After Hua Wan entered the door, she looked around curiously: "You live alone?" β
Lan Jiashu said while looking for a drink for her: "Well, my dad is very busy with work and doesn't have much time to spend with me. β
Hua Wan listened to him only mention his father but not his mother every time, and suddenly realized something, so he didn't say anything more.
Lan Jiashu finally found a Coke in the depleted refrigerator, handed it to her, and said, "I'll look at the computer first, and play whatever you want." β
Hua Wan was very worried about his comic book, and still followed him, watching him turn on the computer and type around.
After Lan Jiashu checked it carefully, he plugged in a hard drive and called up the software he usually used, and finally said: "Wait a while, it should be able to recover, don't worry." β
"Well, thank you." Hua Wan listened to him say so surely, she felt a little relieved, and her stomach suddenly growled.
Lan Jiashu looked even more embarrassed than her: "Are you hungry?" β
Hua Wan said depressedly: "I have been fooling around for a day, and I can't even take care of eating." β
Lan Jiashu noticed that the time and place were favorable, so he suppressed the little joy in his heart and asked, "I didn't eat either, why don't I make some to eat together?" β
"Do you know how to cook?" Hua Wan was surprised, after all, she was like most of her peers, and she came to reach out for food and open her mouth.
"Hmm." Lan Jiashu pretended to nod casually: "How about grilled chicken wings and steak, I called the supermarket to send some food, and do you want to eat ice cream?" β
In fact, cooking was learned by him when he was obsessed with long legs, just because he heard that she liked food more.
But after approaching, Lan Jiashu understood that this was purely a rumor, how could Hua Wan's love for food be described as "comparison"?
It was her favorite thing.
As expected, after Hua Wan heard the name of the dish, she immediately nodded like a chicken pecking rice.
Lan Jiashu hurriedly made the supermarket courier call, hoping that the computer would be repaired more slowly.
In this way, she is still the hero who saves trouble, and does not recover too quickly to become an indifferent passerby in college.
ββ
The marinated meat, with lemon and various spices, is wrapped in tin foil and placed in the oven, and in a short time the aroma wafts out.
This is the quick course taught in the cooking class**, and Lan Jiashu, who is usually lazy to cook at all, only remembers the rough steps.
Hua Wan, who was attracted, poked her head out at the kitchen door: "It's so fragrant." β
Lan Jiashu looked back and smiled: "A quarter of an hour is fine." β
Hua Wan saw him washing strawberries and squeezing the juice, and couldn't help but be tempted and asked, "Can I taste one?" β
Lan Jiashu hurriedly handed over the pot.
Hua Wan was like a child, standing in place and eating with all his heart.
"What did you say today, selling books online? Don't publishers care? Lan Jiashu cared about her.
"I didn't print it from the publishing house, I printed it myself." Hua Wan bit the strawberry and replied: "I usually post some fanart on Weibo, and there are more fans who see it, so I will integrate the brochure and sell it, and then print more and sell it at the Comic Con." β
Lan Jiashu was influenced by his father and was very sensitive to this: "This is illegal, right? β
Hua Wanman didn't care: "It's okay, no one cares, everyone is like this." β
Lan Jiashu didn't question too much, and took the opportunity to ask: "What is your Weibo name, can I add you?" β
"Uh-huh." Hua Wan wiped her hands, took out her mobile phone from her pocket and called up the QR code and handed it to him.
Lan Jiashu couldn't help laughing after sweeping it, because Hua Wan's online name is "Whatever you eat, you will grow taller".
"What are you laughing at, I still have a trumpet called 'Eat meat and grow tall'." Hua Wan rolled her eyes.
"Nothing." Lan Jiashu quickly became a fan and returned the phone to her.
Hua Wan's mind had already flown to the oven, and she leaned over to study it on her stomach: "Okay, no, I can't help it." β
"It should be soon." Lan Jiashu felt like he was daydreaming, and when he was huddled in a kitchen with her on a big night, and turned around to wash the lettuce for the salad, he couldn't suppress the pleasure in his heart, and laughed silently at the corner of his mouth.
In fact, love itself is nothing.
But it is able to make any rice-producing oil and salt that people encounter alive vivid and bright, so that the fact of being alive itself is unforgettable.