"In the previous art class, I drew a picture, and my art teacher, Kimura, thought my drawing was very good and suggested that I go to the Discover Art Competition, and I won the first place. Such a thing. Su Ye said succinctly.

"So, isn't that Discover art contest amazing?" Xia Xiaowei obviously hadn't heard of such a competition, and asked curiously.

In fact, if you are not a student who concentrates on art, most of them have never heard of such a competition, just like Su Ye before, and she has never heard of it.

However, even if he hadn't heard of it, after knowing that Su Ye had won the first place, Xia Xiaowei also had a strong feeling of uncertainty.

"The national art competition for high school students, as far as students are concerned, should be very powerful, but for the art industry, it is obviously an award that is not worth mentioning." Su Ye thought for a while and said.

"Is there a bonus?" When Xia Xiaowei heard this, he still couldn't figure out what kind of concept this was, and suddenly thought of something, and asked curiously.

"Yes, 500,000 yen." Su Ye nodded and said.

"That's amazing!" After hearing the bonus, Xia Xiaowei suddenly understood what kind of concept this was, and couldn't help but widen his eyes and exclaimed.

You know, if a high school student goes to work, he or she will not be paid a maximum of about 100,000 yen a month, and it is likely that he will not have it.

A painting, a bonus, is equivalent to five months of part-time change, which is already quite a powerful thing.

After all, high school students don't have that much time to work, and the five-month part-time job is almost a year-round vacation.

In addition, most of the competitions in high school have no prize money, but Su Ye can get 500,000 yen, which is enough to prove the weight of this award.

"When did you acquire this particular skill? I remember you weren't very good at drawing, huh? It really surprised me. Xia Xiaowei was surprised, and asked a little strangely.

"Practice makes perfect." Su Ye smiled and did not go deeper into this topic.

"Sometimes, I think I should be a person who knows Su Ye very well, but sometimes, I suddenly find that I don't know too much about Su Ye and you." Xia Xiaowei stared at Su Ye and said quietly.

"Why do you say that?" Su Ye asked.

"Because ......" Xia Xiaowei stared at Su Ye, hesitated for a long time, bit her lip, and finally didn't say what she wanted to say, and said instead; It's nothing, it's just a little emotional. ”

At this time, Dusk Xizi, who was standing next to Su Ye, was a little curious, did Su Ye think of himself after seeing the portrait he painted for himself? Even if you don't remember it completely, you have to recover at least some of your memories.

The painting still exists, and to be honest, Dusk Yuko was a little surprised, after all, everything about herself has disappeared in this world. His, his own name, all traces of existence, are gone. And this painting still exists, if you think about it, maybe it's because it's a painting, not a photograph, or maybe it's a portrait painted by Su Ye.

Whatever the reason, the traces of one's existence in this world have not completely disappeared, and this is a good thing.

I hope Su Ye looks at that painting a lot and thinks of some things about himself.

When thinking like this, Dusk Xizi noticed Xia Xiaowei's expression, which was slightly dull from Su Ye, and she realized at once that this Su Ye's childhood sweetheart liked Su Ye! Even if you don't like it, the favorability is very high!

What kind of look do you want to say just now, do you want to confess?

She originally removed Xia Xiaowei from the attention list, but now it seems that she still has to be vigilant.

Su Ye really didn't realize that Xia Xiaowei was in a different mood, he was holding his chin, taking out the printed painting with one hand, and looking at it intently.

Memories of the girl in the painting slowly emerge with a variety of complex emotions.

After a morning of hard thinking and meditation, I wanted to break my head, and I didn't have a clue.

There is obviously so much sense of disobedience, and there is obviously that strong, uneasy emotion.

But I never remembered it.

This made Su Ye a little painful, as well as a deep powerlessness.

It wasn't until she saw the painting that Su Ye seemed to have grasped something, and she quickly remembered the first thing about that girl.

The vague face in my memory gradually became clearer.

It's a little cuter than in the painting.

Her name is Twilight.

Su Ye gave her a nickname, evening, evening classmate.

But after a long arc of reaction, Twilight Yuko corrected him the next day: "Evening is evening, and twilight is dusk, these are two completely different concepts." Evening is closer to night than dusk, and dusk is a little earlier than evening. ”

As for the evaluation of the students in the evening, the most popular sentence on campus is probably 'dusk, standing is art, sitting is amazing'.

Many people admire her, but those who dare to confess have not had one since their third year of high school.

Such a cold girl, the goddess of icebergs, everyone thinks that they can only watch from afar.

In the lower grades, Dusk has become a legendary existence.

It's obviously very popular, but there is no friend. Twilight Yuko is lonely at school, even though she doesn't care about it herself.

But Su Ye knew that Dusk Xizi was not an untouchable goddess, she was a living person, a flesh-and-blood girl, and a little cute, with a long reaction arc, although a little capricious and a little childish, but on the whole, it was still very easy to contact.

About the things of the dusk classmates, those memories gradually appeared, like ice and snow melting.

But this process is still very slow, Su Ye worked hard to recall it for a long time, and it was not until the end of school that he recalled all the things that happened to him and his classmates at dusk.

So many things had happened, but after one night, they had completely forgotten about them.

Himself, what a terrible guy.

Su Ye laughed bitterly, thinking a little helplessly, he shook his head, threw the thought aside, then looked left and right, and whispered to himself: "I don't know if my classmates are next to me in the evening?" ”

Although I remembered the incident of my classmates in the evening, I don't know if I can see my classmates in the evening again.

Think about it.

I woke up in the same bed as myself today, but I completely forgot about her existence, so I must be very disappointed in myself.

I hope that the evening students will forgive themselves this time.

He is willing to make any compensation.

When thinking like this, Su Ye felt that his cheeks were gently pinched, it was a familiar touch, a familiar technique, a classmate in the evening, it turned out that he had been by his side all the time?