The campus is quiet, and the afternoon sun pours through the stacked leaves in the lake where the swimming fish rest. The wooden benches under the trees have been polished as smooth as pebbles by the lingering threads between couples because of their age.

At this moment, which should have been empty, there was a girl sitting on the bench with her eyes focused on the picture clip in her hand and wearing headphones. I don't know what she's listening to, but occasionally a series of notes come out of her mouth. The volume is not loud, but if you get closer, you can still make out that it is the popular "One Thousand and One Wishes".

Fang Fu didn't have clairvoyance, so of course he was standing behind the girl before he heard the note that occasionally overflowed his lips.

This month, Fang Fu has passed by here for the twentieth time and seen this girl wearing headphones with a painting clip on her back. Fang Fu was curious about what she was doing here every day. It looks like she's painting, but what's so good about this small lake in front of her that she has come so many times?

Curiosity made Fang Fu's feet finally come here involuntarily on this day. I want to sneak a peek at what she's painting. However, Fang Fu stood behind the girl for almost half an hour, and the girl was still concentrating on her own thing, and the paintbrush in her hand kept moving. "Painting quickly" is Fang Fu's first impression of the girl. He doesn't know if the painting is good or not, but if you compare the objects in the foreground, it should be considered a good painting. If you add more color, it can be said that the photos can also deceive those who are short-sighted to Baidu. Moreover, Fang Fu felt that even the black and white photos did not seem to be as pleasing to the eye as she painted.

"It's almost there, my light! Don't go down the sun anymore! Don't, don't, don't! Suddenly, the girl spoke anxiously.

Fang Fu, who was standing behind the girl, didn't want the girl to suddenly make a sound, so he took a few steps back in shock, and accidentally stepped on a raised stone not far behind him, and fell to the ground. The embarrassed Fang Fu didn't dare to raise his head for a while. But when he heard that there seemed to be no movement ahead, he slowly raised his head, and saw that the girl didn't care about him at all, so he hurriedly got up and patted the dust off his body. Quietly stepped forward and wondered what had happened to her.

However, before he could get close to stand again, the girl reluctantly dropped the paintbrush, pulled off the headphones angrily, and stared at the lake with her hands on her chest full of chagrin and sulked. And Fang Fu's approaching footsteps were finally heard, which made the girl turn her head irritably.

Looking at each other, Fang Fu clearly saw the girl's clear and dark pupils suddenly contract and open again, obviously frightened by himself. Seeing this, Fang Fu took a step back with some embarrassment, and sneered: "Yes, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to disturb you. ”

"You are?" The girl's body also retreated unconsciously, and she raised her head with a slight frown to look at the stranger in front of her and asked suspiciously.

"I saw that you have been drawing here, so I was curious to come and see. I'm Fang Fu from the 04 Business Management Department, you should be from the Academy of Fine Arts, right? Seeing the girl asking, Fang Fu hurriedly adjusted his expression, replaced his panic with his usual composure, and explained with a smile.

"Yes, the 05-level environmental art and design department, the senior is good." Seeing his natural behavior, the girl also temporarily relieved her guard, and nodded her head when she saw him asking.

"Well, by the way, why don't you draw? Did I bother you? Fang Fu asked suspiciously.

"No, the light is wrong, I can't draw it." The girl spread out her hands and replied helplessly.

"That's right. It's so hot, it's better to rest more at noon. After all, the body is the capital of the revolution. Fang Fu nodded in sudden realization, and the dazzling sunlight just happened to shine through the leaves and directly into Fang Fu's eyes. He raised his hand to block the shade that he had retreated under the tree in front of him, and he said with concern.

"I see, thank you, senior." Ji Ran nodded in thanks, and when he lowered his head, he immediately changed his mind, looked up at Fang Fu and replied politely, "By the way, senior, my name is Ji Ran." ”

"Ji Ran? Aren't you the legend of the Academy of Fine Arts - the burning years? Fang Fu chewed Ji Ran's name carefully, because he had heard it more than once, so he couldn't help but be a little surprised that the person in front of him would be the school's most influential person.

"That's my pen name, and the senior has heard of me?" Ji Ran thought that only people from the Academy of Fine Arts knew him. Originally, it was also out of politeness to tell him his name, after all, he had already said his name first, and there was no malicious intent.

"Of course, you don't even know how famous you are! No wonder you'd be painting in one place for so many days, I should have thought it would! Who else in the Academy of Fine Arts would work so hard but you? And you're so good at drawing! I remember seeing your insect series. All of them are so vivid and realistic, even I, who don't know how to draw, think you are very good at drawing! Fang Fu said excitedly.

So many clues pointed to her, and she was even unresponsive and didn't notice it. Just now, I even complained a little in my heart that she didn't even say her name. Fang Fu couldn't help but think with some chagrin in his heart.

"Senior is polite, I'm still far away. But if you admire my paintings, I can send you one. When Ji Ran heard Fang Fu mention her insect series, she was very grateful that he could remember her works, so she was in a very good mood and had nothing to thank but offer to give him a painting.

"I can't ask for it!" Ji Ran wanted to send a painting, and Fang Fu was of course willing. Good things don't go in vain. Her paintings are very pleasing to the eye, and although I don't know much about them, I also like her insect series as an audience.

Ji Ran saw that Fang Fu liked it, so he didn't hesitate to directly give him a pen name on the drawing of a beetle he had drawn before. Seeing Fang Fu take it with joy, Ji Ran was also very relieved in his heart, and he kept a shallow smile on his lips. The slightly moist corners of the eyes look extra sparkling in the dappled sunlight. Fang Fu was also a little stunned because of this, and he didn't move while holding the painting. Until Ji Ran turned around to pack up his things and said goodbye to him, he still stood in place after he left, his eyes stayed on Ji Ran who was gradually moving away. It is said that people who are focused are always difficult to ignore, and Fang Fu only experienced it today and said it well.

In the days that followed, Fang Fu could often see Ji Ran here. When passing by, if Ji Ran saw him, he would also nod and smile at him and say, "Hello, senior." But the two no longer have a chance to talk together alone. After all, the two are different departments, and the dormitory is also in the east and the west, so it is not so easy to meet by chance.

However, on the Christmas day when various clubs have to hold activities to celebrate together, Ji Ran's photography association and Fang Fu's chess fan club happened to merge and celebrate. Therefore, Ji Ran and Fang Fu, who knew each other, said hello to each other and sat together, chatting enthusiastically. Fang Fu seems to be trying to curry favor with Ji Ran, and keeps saying some questions about painting. Painting is Ji Ran's favorite and strong point, and of course Ji Ran can relax and speak freely. So at the end of the night, Ji Ran always talked a lot, and Fang Fu listened a lot.

Fang Fu, who had been unforgettable to Ji Ran that day, saw that Ji Ran was not exclusive to him at this moment. And through this chat, although they talked about painting, watching Ji Ran's eyebrows flutter and dance so unhappily also infected Fang Fu, making Fang Fu, who has always been calm to a little dull, smile from the bottom of his heart. His eyes had been focused on Ji Ran's body, as if he had forgotten about the other people around him. However, Ji Ran was too involved in chatting, and he was talking about painting, so he didn't notice the changes in Fang Fu at all.

However, although they have not had much chance to meet since then. But in this chat, Fang Fu still successfully got Ji Ran's QQ number as a fan, and the phone was also obtained under Ji Ran's hesitation. Fang Fu saw Ji Ran's hesitation, so he didn't dare to call her at will, but just added her QQ, and swiped the screen from time to time every day to see her latest paintings. Of course, what Fang Fu paid the most attention to was what she said in addition to painting. But there are so few updates about her personally. Therefore, when he couldn't "meet" Ji Ran, he always kept flipping through the phone book of his mobile phone, and his fingers stayed on the dial key behind Ji Ran's number countless times, but in the end he didn't have the courage to press it.

But God wouldn't be so cruel. As long as there is a heart, opportunities can also be artificially created.

Under the pretext of coming to the Academy of Fine Arts, it is already a common thing for Fang Fu. Discovering strange natural landscapes and calling Ji Ran to ask her to paint is also the reason why Fang Fu pays attention to his surroundings every day. Xiang Ji Ran talked about the "jokes" made by the dormitory people, also to test her feelings about herself. And Ji Ran smiled at this kind of "joke", and he didn't care about it, and he couldn't help but be misunderstood by those who coaxed him into a "reserved" who wanted to welcome and refuse. There were too many things to say, and even Fang Fu began to wonder if Ji Ran really had thoughts about him, but he had been trying to get away with it.

Fang Fu, who was also disgusted with **, looked at the birthday gift that Ji Ran gave him - a sketch, and didn't want Ji Ran to be the kind of "experienced" person that his roommate said, and at the same time he was hesitating about his feelings for Ji Ran, confessing or giving up, as if nothing had happened, Fang Fu had been entangled and depressed. Hesitant and annoyed, he even forgot the news that his little piggyhead was coming to him.

Because of this, on the night when he was supposed to give the pig's head the wind, he ran out alone to drink alcohol. Let the pig's head run with a bag without knowing it. looked at his appearance, and then listened to the roommate's concise and concise summary completely out of spectatorship. The grumpy pig's head was instantly fried.

"Dare to play with my brother? Lao Tzu shot you down! ”