Xia Yu went out to blow the wind again.

A person is actually quite accustomed to it, whether it was before or now, it is better to concentrate on painting by himself than to be surrounded by countless hustle and bustle.

She looked at the landscape on the playground, and the pen in her hand immediately sketched its clear outline.

When one focuses all one's attention on one thing, you may witness a miracle happen.

The breeze brushed her cheeks, her hair brushed against her skin with a slight itch, her eyes were clear and calm at the moment, and if anyone saw it casually, they would find that there was a temperament in her eyes that did not match her age.

The pen in my hand did not stop, and the tip of the pen made a crisp sound of "rubbing" on the paper, which was not irritating, but revealed a very comfortable feeling.

The scenery on the paper became clearer and clearer, Xia Yu suddenly withdrew her gaze, as if she had received some inspiration, and then focused on tracing a little bit on the drawing paper, and the outline of a boy gradually came out......

She painted so carefully that she didn't even notice anyone approaching her.

"It's a good drawing, Xia Yu, I didn't expect that there would be such a powerful painter under the master, it's really disrespectful." Old man Li's voice poured into her ears, so frightened that she almost threw the sketchbook out.

Xia Yu turned around with her frightened little heart, and saw that the old man Li in their class commented on her paintings in an old-fashioned tone, and his face was relieved, and Xia Yu was speechless for a while.

"Xia Yu, how are you getting along with your classmates lately?" Old man Li looked at her with a smile.

“…… OK. "Not many people talk to her, though.

"It's okay, take your time, not everyone can integrate well into the class when they transfer to another school." Old man Li comforted.

Xia Yu nodded as if she didn't understand.

At this time, the preparatory bell rang, and Xia Yu hurriedly walked into the classroom.

It scared her to death.

She glanced at the paper that had been accidentally punctured because of fright, and was annoyed, and when she entered the classroom, Xia Yu noticed that the air in the classroom was filled with a different sense of dissonance than before, and the usual noise seemed to be as quiet as if it was frozen.

Xia Yu was puzzled, and heard An Lixu's voice from the other side of his seat.

"In the future, you are not allowed to sit at the same table as me, nor are you allowed to touch the things at my table, whoever dares to move will not be able to get along with me!"

The people around scattered in a hurry, and the girl quickly wiped the handwriting on Xia Yu's desk and table, and then quickly returned to her seat.

Is this An Lixu helping her?!

Xia Yu looked at the neat and smooth desktop, and then at An Lixu, who looked sleepy and was ready to catch up on sleep.

The summer afternoon is sunny, the air is floating with the fragrance of crape myrtle flowers, the warm wind blows from the open glass window, the light golden light flows through the boy's good-looking and slightly decadent side face, Xia Yu blushes for no reason.

This time she had to say it to him.

Xia Yu walked over and heard the movement, An Lixu glanced at her indifferently, yawned and stuffed the earphones into her ears.

"Thank you!"

Her voice was not loud but clear, and An Lixu's fingers paused, obviously hearing it.

"Hmm."

He buried his head in the crook of his arm and put his school uniform on his head to keep the sun from the sun.

Xia Yu's gaze focused on his beautiful sleeping face for a moment, then he looked away and opened the waste drawing paper, the boy's outline had been drawn, but his facial features were still blank.

It's a pity, but she already knows what she's going to draw next.

The next one will definitely be better drawn.

Xia Yu thought firmly.

When she cheered up, the actions she had been watching An Lixu were fully seen by Ji Yuan and Lu Fengyang, who were peeking backwards in the front row.

They had a small meeting between the two: Could it be that Xia Yu was moved by Brother Xu's heroic act of saving beauty?

Ji Yuan resented: When will I encounter such a heroic opportunity to save beauty?

Lu Fengyang glared at him: First of all, you have to meet a girl who can let you be a hero and save beauty, but a single dog like you who has neither the face of Brother Xu nor the strength of Brother Xu, forget it.

Ji Yuan glared back: Get out!