It doesn't matter if it was wind or rain last night, the sun will still rise and shine on the earth the next day.

"Wake up! Hurry up and clean up and clean the dormitory, especially the bathroom, it's all clean! After a while, the building manager went over to check, and the unclean ones came back from class to clean! Attention all the freshmen in high school! ”

The song playing on the loop in the corridor did not wake up a person, but the slightly hoarse voice of the dormitory aunt hit people's hearts and reached everyone's ears.

I sat up and looked up at the window, it was still gray, and then I looked at my phone, half past five, my God! So early?

Using my dizzy head at this moment, I recalled the arrangement that the head teacher said yesterday, and officially started morning self-study at 6:50, and there was still an hour and twenty minutes before class, so why did you get up so early?

Although my heart is very confused, but I can only follow the army, get out of bed and start to clean up, the dormitory instantly became a mess again, hit walls everywhere, and kept saying "I'm sorry", although Alin is not there, but there are still a lot of people, I took the lead in cleaning up, and then went back to the bunk, because there was really nowhere to go.

Looking at everyone who is still busy, the washbasins placed in an orderly manner all over the ground, splashing with dots of water, the sound of pouring water and catching water, and the powder floating in the air, it is refreshing!

Rubbing his nose pouch, the sneeze that was about to come out, he lost the desire to come out for a moment, and returned the same way delicately, but it always felt wrong, something was missing, and the sneeze that was held back lay peacefully in his own place, waiting for the next exciting invitation.

And at present, this stimulation is Zhao in the lower bunk, I saw her take out her makeup bag, water, milk, foundation, and finally distribute, all rudely smeared on her face, as if it was not her own face.

I watched her change from a yellow face with red marks to a face with white and clean eyes, and even the acne on her face seemed to disappear a little, and I was very curious about these magical things in her hands.

I've seen my sister a lot before, but not as much as hers.

Now, I finally understand why they wake up early.

I can't generalize, it's just that a few girls who love beauty, and everyone else is like me, sitting in their seats and playing with their mobile phones.

The temporary duty schedule assigned last night was divided according to the upper and lower beds, and Zhao and I were in a group.

Seeing that everyone had finished washing, I went down, picked up a broom and began to sweep the floor, and after the sweep, Zhao was putting on makeup. Then he picked up the mop and mopped the floor, and after mopping, Zhao was still putting on makeup, and then put the garbage in a bag and tied it, and Zhao was still putting on makeup.

"Put the garbage there, I'll throw it away later." It's a bit of a conscience, but this also proves that she knows that she is on duty today, so she did it on purpose.

I was just thinking that I had cleaned up earlier, so I wouldn't have to worry about being late, and I didn't think it was unfair or anything, but then I thought about it, this was naked bullying, wasn't it?

She glanced back at me, and in her heart, sorry, was scared.

It can really be described as "turned into a ghost", it is so apt, I couldn't understand it very well at the time, why did I put on makeup, and what was the purpose? Wandering around the classroom, cafeteria, dormitory three times a day, why do you dress up so exquisitely? Especially when the school is against this, it's really strange.

Perhaps, it is the difference in ideology.

I can't understand them, just as others can't understand me.

One after another, roommates left in droves, and it seemed that they had formed a team, but I was left alone, for the simple reason that I had to wait for everyone to leave and wipe the floor one last time on duty.

In order to cope with the health inspection under the wait.

After wiping the floor, put down the mop, Zhao behind him was doing the final touch-up, dressed up, carried his bag, and walked in front proudly, and then, glanced at me, "Pick up the garbage, let's go, it's almost late." ”

I closed the door and picked up the garbage at the door, but how did this become my garbage again? Shouldn't it be her? I didn't think about it that much, isn't it just a garbage, simple.

Always remember your mother's words, don't cause trouble, and live peacefully with your classmates in the dormitory.

It was these words that got me to this field.

Bullying.

A strange phenomenon appeared, I actually walked with Zhao, although I walked together, but I was like a person from two worlds, in all aspects.

Well, it's definitely just a coincidence.

……

After the morning self-study.

In the morning art class, the timetable says sketching, but what is sketching?

I don't know, let's take a step at a time.

After all, with tools in hand, you are not afraid of anything.

Next to her, Alin returned, and she offered to invite me to come along, and the whole class carried their own stools to the art classroom, which was on the fifth floor, the top floor, in another building.

Do you have to be so tired every time?

It's really tiring to go up the stairs.

The students of the three art classes went together, and the uninformed people all walked out of their classrooms to watch, obviously curious.

This week we had a sketch class, so in the sketch class, at this time, I learned that the original art class was divided into sketching, sketching and color, just three types of courses, and the three art classes took turns.

The classroom was large and empty, similar to a dance rehearsal room, except that the mirrors were missing.

Originally, I was already tired on the fifth floor, but I couldn't understand why I would bring my own bench? Isn't it good to put benches in various art classrooms? Or is there no bench left in the school?

Even if there are so many problems, what can be done, all you can do is obey orders.

This is the reality.

In the center of the classroom, there are two plaster still lifes, and the students form a circle, with the drawing board propped on their legs, sitting upright, and then picking up a pencil and closing one eye slightly, as if they are measuring.

At this time, I also learned exactly the same, which is very fresh for a novice sketcher who doesn't know anything.

The still life in front of me is a cube plaster, I just face the side of it, it turns out that this is called "sketching", that is, looking at the form of the still life in front of me, observing the changes of light, and putting the object in front of me on the drawing paper, so that the whole object is more vivid.

All morning, sitting motionless on a stool, except for the ten minutes of recess in the middle, the rest of the time was spent drawing this one object.

I couldn't believe it at first, but according to the people around me, this is normal, painting is a slow, slow work and meticulous work, and amateurs use painting to cultivate sentiment and self-cultivation, and it is so.

When painting, the whole person's attention is focused on the painting in front of him, which is the word "quiet", so if you are a student who loves to move, it is recommended to study art from time to time.

It just suits me perfectly.