The School of Art invited Ma Guoming, a Chinese artist from France, to give a report at Fenghua Building, and the counselor required every student to be there.

Li Xia didn't like to listen to reports, she could fall asleep nine times out of ten times, if she had done before, it is estimated that she would not go, and at the beginning of this semester, she wanted to make a good impression in front of the counselor, and began to learn to restrain herself.

The report that started at 3 p.m., she pinched the point.

The front was full of people, and she could just hide in the back, even if she fell asleep, there would be no embarrassing situation.

Because it's far away, I can't see the speaker's appearance clearly, so it's still nice to listen to the voice. talked a lot about his own experience in artistic creation, and Li Xia listened to it quite useful, it seems that today is not in vain.

In the final question session, Li Xia raised his hand several times, but because it was too far away, he was never clicked.

The host said, "The last question is left to the students in the back." ”

"What difficulties do you need to overcome to become a professional artist?"

This time, Li Xia stood up and raised his hand.

"It's you."

Li Xia also looked around, as if talking to her.

"Teacher, I would like to ask you what difficulties you have overcome in the process of becoming a professional artist?"

"Thank you for your question. I don't know if you plan to become a professional artist in the future. ”

Li Xia couldn't stop nodding.

"The main problem is to support yourself first, and then to maintain your belief in art, and not waver, otherwise it will be difficult to persevere to the end."

Finally, the host took the microphone, "We will talk about it here, thank you Mr. Zhao for coming to us to give us a report in his busy schedule, and I would also like to thank Mr. Zhao's friends for coming to our venue together." ”

There was a round of applause below.

After listening to the report, Li Xia was about to go out through the back door when she was stopped by Li Na.

"That friend of yours, won't he also study our major, I'll watch the report he and Chi Xiaoya came to listen to."

Li Xia began to drum a little in his heart, it couldn't really be him, and he still asked, "Which friend?" ”

"The one I saw downstairs last Friday night."

Li Xia looked at Li Na's tone of voice, but it looked like she was coming to see a joke.

"I don't know that one either."

I really didn't want to go downstairs with Li Na, so Li Xia separated from her under the pretext of going to the bathroom.

When she entered the bathroom, she saw that her face seemed to be a little ugly, she really didn't want Li Na to be angry with herself, I don't know if she was too careful, or Li Na was intentional, she felt that she couldn't chat happily recently.

Li Xia turned on the faucet, took a handful of water to wash his face, and his face immediately changed from iron blue to white and red, secretly cheering himself!

Go downstairs to eat, and only when you are full will you have the energy to work.

As soon as I came out of the hall on the first floor, I saw that in the parking lot, Chi Xiaoya was chatting with the teacher who was giving a lecture.

Immediately, a person came out of the car next to him, as if asking them to get into the car together. The person who came out of the car, Li Xia didn't know, she knew that the car was Lin Qingyuan, because the license plate tail number was 3339, which was too easy to remember.

Li Xia watched them get into the car before coming down from the steps.

Liu Zheng drove around the parking lot and was about to drive out of the side door, but was blocked by students coming and going, driving very slowly.

Li Xia was walking in front, and Chi Xiaoya leaned out of the car to greet her.

"Lisha."

As soon as Li Xia heard Chi Xiaoya's voice, she took a deep breath and remained calm. "Senior sister go out."

"Where are you going?"

Li Xia didn't mean to look into the car, she really didn't know where to put her eyes, and watched Lin Qingyuan and Chi Xiaoya sitting in the back seat together.

"I'll go back to my dorm."

It's not the way back to the dorm at all, is it? You can't lie.

Li Xia looked at the speed of the car, and was afraid that he would have to accompany the car all the way. "Senior sister, I forgot to take something, I'll go back to the studio first."

At this time, she saw that in the co-pilot's seat, Ma Guoming, who came to give a speech today, Li Xia smiled and nodded.

It seems that Li Na is not wrong, Lin Qingyuan came to listen to the lecture with Chi Xiaoya.

A person who came to question himself every minute, at this time he was sitting in the car with his childhood sweetheart, and the most important thing was not to say a word.

Li Xia felt that her face was hot and painful.

That person will only come to her every night, or in a place where others can't see clearly, and she is not allowed to associate with other boys.

If you have a little nostalgia for him, it's simply not human.

Liu Zheng finally drove the car out of the campus.

"Just now I was a student in one of our studios."

"Yes." Lin Qingyuan's voice was cold.

"How do you know?"

"Oh, like you said it last time."

Chi Xiaoya clapped her hands, "I remembered that I opened it, and I told you last week that Qin Feng came to look for her." ”

At this time, Liu Zheng, who was driving, heard in his ears, looking at Lin Qingyuan from the mirror in front of him, his face was a little scary.

"Lao Lin, the quality of the students in your school is very high, and all of them are so beautiful."

"What are you talking about, there are girls in the car."

Chi Xiaoya: "Can you say something else besides girls." ”

"Xiaoya, why do you put a good cello, don't continue, go to our business." Ma Guoming, who was sitting in the front, asked.

"Influenced by you, I often hear from my aunt about how successful you are abroad, and I heard that your paintings are very sought after by foreign collectors."

"If you are not sought after, just ask Lao Lin."

"Don't call Lao Lin Laolin, I don't like it, I'm not used to it, I'm so young."

"Then I'll call you Eric."

Eric is Lin Qingyuan's English name.

"I don't care."

"I don't think you're in a good mood. Too busy at work? ”

"Nope." Lin Qingyuan immediately explained, afraid that he was snubbing the people sitting in the car.

It's not that he is not in a high mood, he is in a chaotic mood, he didn't know what to say just now, and he didn't even say hello to Li Xia.

He was afraid that as soon as he said hello, Chi Xiaoya would talk endlessly with Li Xia, or take her to dinner together, and the scene would become uncontrollable and more and more chaotic.

"When is Mr. Ma leaving?" Chi Xiaoya asked.

"I'll leave tomorrow. If you hadn't brought me to give a lecture, I would have been at the airport by this time today. ”

"You just go to an art fair and don't stay in the country for a few more days."

"I don't have time, I have to paint when I go back, I don't have works, I'm not a fart. I also have to support my family. ”

Lin Qingyuan: "Listen to his modesty, everyone who wants to accept his paintings will have to line up." ”

"How do you know you're in line too?" Chi Xiaoya was surprised by the popularity of Ma Guoming's works.

Ma Guoming smiled, "He still has to queue up." He took a batch of my paintings before they appreciated greatly, and this kid made a lot of money. ”