"It's nothing when it rains, you guys hurry up and let me out and continue filming."

Zhang Sanfeng was worried that his voice would not travel far enough, so he raised the horn with his left hand, "Hurry up, you guys move faster one by one." He cleared his throat, "Now I'm going to add a scene temporarily, as for the lines, the male number one and the female number one will play on the spot by themselves." ”

"Okay, prepare WIA".

"Power on!!"

Adolescent boys and girls shuttle freely and casually among the green grass and green trees in the mountains in the rain, their clothes wet, and their bare skin is caressed by the white mist.

"Lin Xia, will you remember me in the future?"

"Yes!"

"Lu Pingzhi, what about you, will you come back after you go to the south?"

“……”

"I know what your answer is, and I'll remember you no matter what. Thank you for helping me with tuition, helping me with my umbrella, helping me buy breakfast, helping me ......"

"Lin Xia, are you willing to wait for me?"

"Yes."

"Click!!"

"Okay," Zhang Sanfeng was very satisfied, "good, good." ”

Amu was in a corner, staring straight at Ke Muyan, who was soaking wet, and the actress who played Lin Xia, the silhouette of the black underwear through the white shirt had been printed. The two walked side by side, step by step, step by step, step by step, in the cheers of everyone, step by step approaching her.

She was so jealous of that girl, she and Ke Muyan were not friends, they just met in Pingshui and acted in a scene together, however, she could get close to him openly and do all kinds of intimate small actions.

"Ke Muyan, today's task is over, everyone has packed up their things and is ready to go back to their residences." "After that, we tried to finish filming all the scenes in just one week, and then happily go home to reunite with our families." ”

All the people had a smile on their faces, only Ke Muyan was silent, without any expression, holding an umbrella and sitting in front of the original grass, and then watched a few people dismantle the tent, a few people packed up their things and threw them into the car at will, and then they left one after another.

He lowered his umbrella and tilted his head slightly to see how the raindrops at the top were falling, whether they were straight lines or curves.

A pair of feet were approaching in the distance, she was too cold, and her voice was trembling when she spoke: "Why don't you go back?" ”

Ke Muyan didn't raise his head, motionless, "I don't want to think about it for the time being."

"You were in the rain before, and now you will get sick when you sit on the ground, so it would be better to go back and take a hot shower as soon as possible." The woman's voice is gentle.

"Well, thank you."

Seeing that Ke Muyan had no other reaction, she wanted to wait, but her body couldn't stand it anymore, and someone came behind her and pulled her away.

Amu was half a meter away from him, her body was wet, she desperately wanted to get closer, she wanted to ask: What's wrong with you?

But Wang Xiaoming appeared, he didn't say a word, he picked up Ke Muyan and walked to the side of his car, no matter if he would be disgusted by this, he didn't let go, opened the car door, he directly stuffed him into the car, and closed the door with a "bang".

Amu's sharp eyes moved quickly, she followed behind, and at the moment when the door was about to close, she skillfully got in, accidentally turned her head, and her tail flicked her head, I don't know how many times she rolled, and after her body lay down, her paws touched a wet and cold.

She turned her head and found herself lying on Ke Muyan's lap, while he raised his head at forty-five degrees and was looking out the window, she knew that he didn't notice his appearance, didn't dare to move, and didn't roll his eyes, staring at him.

"I don't want to go back yet."

After being quiet for five minutes, Ke Muyan suddenly said such a sentence.

The rain was still falling, and it was a little darker. Wang Xiaoming pretended not to hear it, continued to stare ahead, and drove carefully.

"Wang Xiaoming, I want to get out of the car."

"Yanyan, I'm worried about you the way you are now."

Ke Muyan was taken aback, smiled helplessly, turned his head and stared at the back of Wang Xiaoming's head, and looked at it for a few seconds, "I'm fine, you don't have to worry." ”

"You just scare me," Wang Xiaoming smacked his tongue, "It's been such a long time, I won't give you a call, don't talk about the phone, just send a message." She was fine, and suddenly she disappeared from the world. ”

"You won't know."

"Yes, yes, I won't know. She ......"

"Don't talk about her!!"

Wang Xiaoming was very knowledgeable, so he immediately stopped talking about it, didn't look at Ke Muyan, and continued to concentrate on driving.

The car stopped at the Anxin Hotel, Wang Xiaoming sulked, regardless of Ke Muyan, took off the car key and got out of the car. Ke Muyan didn't care, and after getting out of the car, he followed Wang Xiaoming into the hotel in a few steps.

The two passed by the front desk, Wang Jinghua was wondering why Jingyu and his party hadn't come back, and they didn't have a contact information.

"Wait a minute, you should know Jingyu's phone number, right?"

Wang Xiaoming said lightly that he didn't know, turned his head and went upstairs. Ke Muyan wanted to leave, but was pulled by her, "Just ask you, don't you really say it?" Jingyu went out early in the morning and hasn't come back until now, so it's best not to have an accident! ”

The two sat together, she by the window, and he next to him. I didn't speak, but it didn't mean that the car was quiet.

After getting out of the car, he took the lead and walked down, and then quickly opened the umbrella, his eyes full of smiles.

"Your waist is much better now, isn't it?" Jing Yu asked.

"Uh-huh." Yu He replied.

"Why don't you go back to Shimizu City?" After Jing Yu finished asking, he raised his head.

Yu He turned his head, "I want to stay here for a few more days, one or two days is not enough." ”

Jingyu originally wanted to ask, what was not enough, but she didn't say it, she just laughed, laughed and jumped up, "Teacher, did you bring painting tools?" ”

"Brought it."

Jing Yu walked out from under the umbrella and came face to face with Yu He, "It's been a long time since I've seen the teacher draw with my own eyes." ”

"I can draw for you whenever you want."

Speaking of this, the words happened to be heard by Wang Xiaoming, who was leaving the hotel, and his obviously exaggerated expression made Jing Yu feel a little uncomfortable in his heart. However, he didn't say anything, just slapped his lips, turned around and walked away.

When Jingyu rested in the afternoon, Yu He set up an easel in his room, and the pens of each number had been cleaned and the water was thrown out. She helped to paste the paper, and he opened the box of one hundred and eight colors. He chose the best position by the window, and she sat down on his side with a small bench in her hand, a tissue in hand.

Sketch the dark sky outside the window, just the sky, and then go to other things. But in his pen, it became a rainy day full of romance.

It only took half an hour, and a painting was completed. He habitually kept the palette at his feet, then looked for a paper towel, used it to wipe off the excess water from the paper, and also used it to decorate. So, when he received the paper in her hand, he immediately smiled.

"It's suffocating." Jing Yu honestly said, "If only I could draw such a beautiful scene." ”

"You can."

Yes, no matter what the scene looks like, it is beautiful in the eyes of the crane.

At the beginning of the competition held by the school, he silently gave Jingyu a high score because of his selfishness, and it was also the only high score.

"Teacher, what mood did you draw this picture in?" The scenery felt incredible, and what he saw in his eyes couldn't be simpler, but when he appeared in the painting, it completely changed to a different appearance.

"It's not a mood, you need to rely on your own imagination while drawing." Yu He said, "Your imagination is very rich, but you separate the picture from the drawing paper, so when you paint, you will feel that you can't draw what you think." ”

"Besides, your expectations are relatively high." Yu He added.

"Probably so. I always think better than I draw, hahaha. ”

The two discussed the art of drawing together, and for the first time in many years, they reappeared in earnest.

Yu He likes to talk to her about painting, no, it's not all, she feels very relaxed when she says anything. Compared with the students in his own class, he is more enthusiastic about the questions asked.

"Did you become a teacher because you like art?" Jingyu wanted to ask this question for a long time, but at that time, there were always many students around him who stuck to him asking this and asking that person, and he didn't have a chance.

"Not really." Yu He pushed the easel away and turned to face the scene, "At the beginning, my parents were resolutely opposed to me studying art, and strongly asked me to study science, take IELTS, and be able to go abroad, and then after returning to China, find a good job, they arranged a blind date for me, and finally married a wife and had children." ”

Jing Yu was stunned, holding his chin with one hand, "Really? ”

"Uh-huh."

Yu He smiled bitterly, lifted the bucket, put all the brushes placed on the chair into the bucket, and shook it, and the water immediately turned into dirty and indescribable water.

"When I thought that my life had been fully arranged, I was blindsided." Yu He's eyes were pure, he let go of his hand, his brushes spread out, and he leaned against the bucket, "I chose literature and art in high school, and then I painted." All the painting tools were bought by my grandmother secretly and I bought them, and the rest of the family didn't know about them. Later, I participated in the contest and won the first prize, and they found out. My grades didn't slip, so they relented. ”

"Later, I really fell in love with drawing, and I thought it was a cool thing to be able to sing love songs on a single guitar."

"Then I applied for the teacher training exam and became an art teacher?"

Yu He nodded, "That's right." ”

"Do you like life now?"

"I like it." Yu He suddenly smiled embarrassedly, "Although sometimes those students are too tuned, they will work in the studio for three days or two days, which gives me a headache." ”

"Hahaha, huh?"

"yes, it's hard to take care of kids now."

Jing Yu nodded in agreement, "However, they are lucky enough to be your students." Then, Jing Yu talked about his first professional teacher.

A married man who is not tall and has a round body likes to wear all kinds of hats in autumn. In the first class, he talked about all kinds of things that he had never encountered in his talents, and said that being an art teacher at present was also temporary. The atmosphere in the class was lively, but most of the time it was a lively activity on topics that had nothing to do with drawing.

Jing Yu felt that he was not reliable at all, and he was not like an art teacher.

"Jingyu, I've already guessed who you're talking about. It's true that I don't like him myself. ”

"Yes, there were still girls who were infatuated with him at that time, and they would bring him milk and chocolate after class, and he would take them as they were. I despised him in my heart. ”

"I can't imagine that it's because of this that you have such a big opinion about him, so you painted his portrait as a bald head?"

Jing Yu was embarrassed to answer, but her smile was already exposed.

"Teacher, it's going to be more idle tonight, why don't I go to the store and sit down?"

"Well, that's what I thought too."

In fact, at half past three in the afternoon, Yu He's parents called.