"You're really better than Fukushima-senpai, aren't you?"

Ryoka Konoe asked in a low voice as she looked at the wooded path on the paper that seemed to reveal the morning mist.

"I can teach you..."Tsukasa Higashino didn't answer the sentence, and said instead.

"Really, really?" Ryoka Konoe looked up a little excitedly.

"But I don't want to teach..."

"Really?" Ryoka Konoe lowered her head in frustration.

"But it's not impossible to teach you."

"Huh?"

Ryoka Konoe hadn't reacted yet, but when she saw Tsukasa Higashino looking at her and smiling... She opened her mouth, and realized that the other side might be teasing herself.

Her little face collapsed, and she put her hands on it, looking sullen.

She couldn't figure out why Tsukasa Higashino kept bullying her.

Higashino snorted and laughed, then waved his hand.

"I'm sorry, I'm kidding, Konoe-san, I'll sit next to you in the future, there's nothing I don't understand about this. You can ask me, gouache is very simple, just add a little detail to the base color. ”

It's simple... Add a little detail...

Hearing this, Konoe Ryoka's mouth opened and closed, closed and opened.

"But Konoe-san, can I use some oil paint from you when I sit next to you? Not much, just a little. ”

"Ahh If you don't dislike it, please use it. ”

Konoe Ryoka is still in the gouache stage, and she doesn't know how to paint with oil at all.

Listening to Tsukasa Higashino's words, she nodded stupidly.

This kind of high-end oil paint is also a box of one or two thousand yen, I really don't know if Konoe Lianghua is a rich woman or a stupid fool, and he actually agreed to Higashino's request.

But...

Tsukasa Higashino is still relatively comfortable.

He mainly wanted to use high-grade oil paints made with Konoe Ryoka.

This thing is molded for a long time, and it is not easy to fade, but when placed at the feet of Konoe Lianghua, who only paints gouache, it is simply a pearl of dust.

She didn't use it at all, she just borrowed it for a few days.

Moreover, when she sat next to her, Higashino would teach her about gouache painting, and when her gouache transition was successful, Higashino would return the oil paint to her, which was a win-win strategy - anyway, he would paint two paintings, and he wouldn't need much paint from her.

I have to say that the studio was indeed a good place when I was a student.

Students who don't have sketchpads or easels can prostitute themselves from here.

It's like after you go out of society, no matter what you have, you have to buy it yourself, and you have to do it yourself.

But fortunately, now with the support of Ryoka Konoe, Tsukasa Higashino can also use good paint.

The next thing to do is buy some paintbrushes and turpentine.

Tsukasa Higashino had an idea in his mind, and he didn't say much, but instead looked out through the window of the studio.

In 2003, there were not many recreational measures for out-of-school youth in Japan.

All students can do is go out and sing, go shopping, watch movies, play game arcades, and then go home and watch TV.

Looking at some Shibuya-based heavy makeup girls outside the window, Higashino Tsukasa couldn't help but shake his head.

During this period, most of the boys' uniforms in Tokyo, Japan were still stand-up collars, which looked very much like the Showa period.

But Tsukasa Higashino knows that in two years, if the Japanese side is more open-minded, the boys' old-fashioned stand-up collar uniforms will become suit-style uniforms.

Thinking so, Tsukasa Higashino turned his head and looked at Ryoka Konoe.

Seeing that she was still painting the morning woods, Higashino Tsukasa asked:

"Konoe-san, why don't you participate in the Tokyo Youth Awards like those guys?"

Those few refer to the art department students who were chattering and discussing just now, including the Fukushima senpai.

Each year, the Tokyo Youth Painting Awards have a specific theme.

This year's theme is 'Tokyo'.

In the literal sense of the word, it is a painting of the city of Tokyo.

The same is true of Fukushima, whose canvases are mostly made of steel and concrete, the metropolis of Tokyo.

There are even a few photos of Tokyo that they think are good on the side of the canvas.

It's a very blunt copy, and Higashino Tsukasa shakes his head after just one look.

"It's not just about making a picture."

For most art students, it just looks like it's easy, but to draw with a sense of art... That's the problem - not to mention that these high school girls don't draw like each other.

"I—I can't." Konoe Ryoka waved her hand and said in a low voice.

It's just that although she said so, when she looked at other people's canvases, she still had a little envy in her eyes.

"Really? I think you have a much more solid foundation in shaping and light and dark than them, they can, why can't you? ”

Tsukasa Higashino didn't quite understand Ryoka Konoe's standards.

"I—I can't."

Ryoka Konoe heard Tsukasa Higashino praise herself like this, but her voice became quieter and she said firmly.

She felt that Tsukasa Higashino's vision was so high that she even looked down on her senior sister's paintings, and she must be trying to bully herself when she said this.

She's not going to be fooled.

Ryoka Konoe tuddled the slightly curly ends of her hair in her ears up, and then began to draw intently, ignoring Higashino Tsukasa.

Seeing that Ryoka Konoe was so serious, Higashino Tsukasa also smiled and didn't continue to bother.

Sitting was fine anyway, he glanced left and right, and saw that Konoe Lianghua's small box had pencils and erasers on it.

So he simply fixed the paper that Konoe Lianghua gave him on the drawing board, and then picked up the other party's pencil and eraser and began to draw.

"What are you drawing?" Ryoka Konoe was a little curious.

"Sketch. My sketches are average, not very good. Tsukasa Higashino replied casually.

He sat down, and within half an hour of serious painting, he quickly clapped his hands and stood up: "I'm leaving." ”

Konoe Ryoka didn't reply, he didn't even look away, as if he was afraid that he would tease himself after he took care of the other party.

And then—

"I'm really gone." Tsukasa Higashino approached again and said hello.

Ryoka Konoe blushed.

She didn't know why she was blushing, but all of a sudden, she felt a little embarrassed, and her face turned red.

"Uh-huh!"

She answered in a whisper.

But I hadn't heard a reply for a long time, so I turned my head a little confused.

It turns out that Tsukasa Higashino has really left.

Ryoka Konoe breathed a sigh of relief, and then turned to look at her gouache painting.

After a while, there was a voice around me.

It turned out that it was Fukushima senpai who had just gone out to buy a drink and chatted by the way, and they were back.

Konoe Ryoka didn't know how to talk to Fukushima and them, so she could only stand up in a panic and bow to the leading Fukushima senpai, which was considered a greeting.

Sister Fukushima, who didn't want to deal with Ryoka Konoe, a withdrawn girl, was stunned for a moment, and then asked curiously:

"Hello? Cool flowers? Whose easel is it next to you? ”

Ryoka Konoe lowered her head, and faced the Fukushima senpai, who had the highest status in the girls' group in the art department, her voice stammered.

"Today, today, the art department has just entered a male department member named Tsukasa Higashino. This is the easel he was holding. ”

"Tsukasa Higashino?"

Fukushima-senpai muttered the name, and then walked over to Tsukasa Higashino's easel.

She wanted to see what the new member of the art department had drawn.

She couldn't take her eyes off it when she looked at it, and at the same time stretched out her hand to a girl behind her:

"Keiko, your phone is a new one you just bought, right? Lend me a favor. ”

The girl known as Keiko took out her mobile phone and handed it to Fukushima-senpai with an inexplicable face.

The next moment, I saw Sister Fukushima taking a photo of the drawing paper -

I can't help it, it's so well drawn...

And Ryoka Konoe, who was next to her, saw this scene and thought of what Tsukasa Higashino said to her casually just now.

"My sketching is average, not very good."

No, not too good?

Konoe Ryoka touched her head, looking a little silly.

She really didn't know that what Higashino Tsukasa said was telling the truth, and what he said was false.