Since Li Xia knew that Lin Qingyuan was taking classes in the Liberal Arts Building, he would always be in the Liberal Arts Building early.

The resting area on the first floor has a flowing bookshelf, which just provides a good place for her, and she casually flips through the magazines on the shelves, and her little eyes do not forget to glance at the entrance of the building.

It's been weeks since the rabbit was waiting, and finally the rabbit appeared.

Li Xia saw Lin Qingyuan, who was carrying a computer bag, stepped over, and quickly followed into the elevator, the elevator was crowded with people, and Li Xia stood at the door.

Lin Qingyuan was the tallest in the elevator, and across several people, Li Xia waved his hand, "Long time no see!" ”。

"Hello!"

Listening to silence in the elevator, it seems as if everyone is watching these two chat.

Li Xia felt that it would be a bit out of place to say anything more.

The elevator reached the 8th floor, and many people arrived, and Li Xia signaled to Lin Qingyuan, goodbye.

Li Xia was not interested in English class in the first place, and when she saw the teacher talking endlessly in front of the podium, she put the textbook upright, as if she was taking notes very seriously.

Early in the morning, some of the students in the class were sleeping, some were whispering, and there were a few students who kept making small movements, and it seemed that it was time to ask questions.

The English class is a big class, the freshmen of the art school take the class together, there are many people in the class, the teacher can't remember everyone's name at all, for convenience, he will call the front row, the back row, or the students on the side to answer the questions.

"The female classmate in the last row, I think you are listening more carefully, you come to answer this question and write down, should you use the past perfect tense or the past tense in this tense?"

Many people in the class looked at the back row, but she was still unconscious, and she was still in a hurry to write.

Li Xia sat in the last row of the lecture hall, and there was no one at the same table. The front row was full of students from the music department, who didn't know her, and no one had reminded her yet.

"Female classmates in the last row." The English teacher made a special emphasis.

After being reminded by the classmates in the front row, Li Xia knew that the teacher was asking a question, and she immediately stood up, but she didn't know the teacher's question when she stood up, and she was a little dumbfounded.

She was direct, "Sorry, I won't. ”

I'm about to take the final English exam, and if I want to pass, it's estimated that it's difficult, when she used to go to class, she has been very serious, and the class score on weekdays should be full score, so that it can make up for the black hole that may appear in the final exam. This rate really won't come out and greatly reduce the impression on the teacher.

Li Xia looked at the sketch that was almost finished, and wrote next to Lin Qingyuan's avatar: It's all your fault!

After taking English class, Li Xia returned to the studio.

She wanted to copy a color still life painting, so she pulled out the "Color Gouache Painting Teaching" borrowed from the library, chose a still life fruit, and started painting.

When Li Xia used to paint, he was often praised by the teacher for feeling better about the color, and sure enough, he copied it, and the color of the painting was more harmonious than that in the album.

Compared with musical and artistic works, it is not surprising that the color of printed materials such as picture albums runs out of color, so the copied works look better than the original works in the book.

"Li Xia, you work so hard, you still paint in the studio without class."

"Senior sister, why are you here?"

Chi Xiaoya had just finished her opening report in the conference room upstairs, and thankfully, the thesis topic was approved, and she was about to officially start writing the paper.

"Can you accompany me to the library to borrow some books?" I'm not very familiar with your fine art work. ”

"Okay, wait until I go to the bathroom and wash the palette." Li Xia cleaned up the chalk, and there were still the adjusted colors on the palette, which were also thrown into the small bucket together.

She carried a bucket of red, orange, yellow, green, blue, and purple paint, and went to the bathroom next to the staircase, the sink in the bathroom, and the remaining paint dregs, which seemed to have been cleaned up by someone and dried up.

Li Xia likes to finish today's work, no matter how many colors are adjusted, if you can't use it up at one time, you will never keep it, so as to ensure that the paint box is pleasing to the eye, and the painting is also psychologically happy, and emotions are very important to the person who paints.

"Senior sister, do you want to borrow a theoretical book or a picture album?" Li Xia walked downstairs to the library and asked, "I don't know much about theoretical books, but I can give a little suggestion for picture albums." ”

"You always know more than I do, let's go and see it first."

The Shaw Library is located in the heart of the university. There is a big lawn in front of the library, and when the sun is good, I often see students lying on the lawn reading books and chatting.

The library has a rich collection of resources. In addition, the school library can help students of the United Nations University to borrow books from the United City Library without leaving the school, and all the steps of borrowing and returning are completed in the office on the first floor of the library.

"If you want to borrow a booklet, we'll go straight to the borrowing room on the third floor." Li Xia said, "There are also art books on the fifth floor, which can only be read inside, and you can't borrow them." ”

Although Li Xia is a freshman who has just entered this year, she knows the library well, and it seems that she has been soaking in the library a lot.

"Let's go directly to the third floor and borrow it."

When she arrived at the bookshelf of art books, Chi Xiaoya was a little dazzled, and saw many collections of works by famous artists, Renoir, Monet, and Seurat...... I am overwhelmed, but the albums are so important and big, it is a feast for my eyes, and my top priority is to write a thesis.

"I want to borrow a lot, so let's choose some theory books first."

"Do you need a Chinese art theory book, or a Western one?"

"I'll start with Kandinsky's treatises."

"Looking for it is like looking for a needle in a haystack. It is possible that the book is small and will be ignored by us, so it is better to use the computer in front of it to search it first, so that it is fast and accurate. ”

Chi Xiaoya typed Kandinsky's works into the computer, and a bunch of numbers popped up. Some have been borrowed and have not yet been returned.

Li Xia picked up the paper and edge next to the computer, and wrote down all the books that could be borrowed that day, "The Spirit in Art", "The Complete Works of Kandinsky's Art", and "Kandinsky's Arguments".

"In addition to these Kandinsky books, I will borrow another Monet album." Chi Xiaoya said, "After I finish reading this, I'll find other books by myself." ”

Sure enough, the album is really big and heavy.

"It's too heavy, I'll send you to the dormitory." Lai Xia Road.

"Don't bother you anymore, I just made an appointment with my classmates to meet on the lawn in front of the library."

"Okay, I'll get you to the lawn." Li Xia looked at Monet's album in his hand.

After completing the task, Li Xia looked at his phone, and it was lunch time again.

Chi Xiaoya sat on the lawn, looked at her watch, and looked at the liberal arts building.

"Chi Xiaoya, I've been waiting for a long time. Didn't you let me be in the restaurant? Lin Qingyuan said.

"Aren't you taking classes in the Liberal Arts Building? How did you get from behind? ”

"Just got over there, something." Lin Qingyuan saw the book that Chi Xiaoya borrowed, "You borrowed such a thick book, can you take it?" ”

"So, I'm waiting here for you to get it for me."

"Let's go."