In the following days, Youqin rushed to the library as soon as class started, hurriedly flipped through the textbooks, learned to draw, and sketched the drawings that Cen Nan gave her little by little. After the first contact that seemed unpleasant to Youqin, Cen Nan didn't talk to Youqin again, and most of the time, he buried himself in drawing, scribbling and changing in his seat. A few newcomers are basically practicing outside of some basic textbooks, except for Qin, who has been specially taken care of and arranged separately.

There is still the last day before the Dead line, and Qin keeps pressing ctrl to zoom in and out repeatedly, and the size of the picture is always different from the manuscript given by Cen Nan. You Qin mobilized the mouse with one hand to carefully look at the drawings he had drawn, and shook the mouse on the table with some irritation, and the sound of touching it was particularly noticeable.

Rao is Cen Nan, who is focusing on computational mechanics, can't help but look sideways, and after looking at Qin for a while, he suddenly laughed lightly.

Youqin turned his head, what are you laughing at?

Cen Nan stood up, walked behind Youqin, glanced at the computer screen, and said casually: "Say! ”

Say what? You Qin looked confused, is this to blame me for not saying hello?

Cen Nan glanced at You Qin with disdain, and said lazily: "I have limited time, so if I don't understand, you can ask." ”

Uh··· Youqin had a little stomach cramp and politely refused: "No, no, you're very busy, I'll check it myself to see what's wrong." "After all, my mother has been taught since childhood that you can't owe favors at will, and you owe them once for a lifetime.

"Huh!"

Heh, what! You Qin rolled her eyes, but she didn't see her underbeaten expression clearly printed on the screen, and Cen Nan's face instantly darkened.

You Qin, who hadn't realized anything yet, thought about it, Cen Nan was also kind after all, so he blurted out: "I'm sorry, but next time I have a chance, I will definitely ask you for advice." ”

The green tendons on Cen Nan's forehead jumped, he didn't bother to say more, leaned over, and snatched the mouse, "Look carefully." After a burst of rain, the fragrance of pine instantly surrounded Youqin, Youqin held his breath, and didn't even dare to take a breath, for fear that the fragrance would enter the internal organs and set up camp.

You Qin's hands clenched unconsciously, cramped on his thighs, trembling slightly.

Cen Nan didn't hear it, and moved the mouse to sketch and modify it on the drawing, confirm and save it.

"If you can't draw it, don't force it."

"Beware of suffocation."

Neuralgia, a kind of pain that is felt under conditions of external stimuli, is the first time that Qin has felt this kind of pain that makes people grin.

After a whirlwind, Cen Nan left expressionlessly.

You Qin carefully opened the drawings, recalled and recalled, and tossed repeatedly for a long time before marking out all the changes in Cen Nan's operation just now. After opening the textbook and comparing them one by one, Qin could only sigh deeply: My grasshopper is the big tree.

Slightly frustrated, he picked up his bag, and Qin was ready to leave. When passing by Cen Nan's seat, he accidentally caught a glimpse of a design manuscript spread out on his desk, with a few large English characters of Dragon Flying and Phoenix Dance: Neonatal.

Primary.

Somehow, Youqin suddenly smiled.

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Luminous Lake.

To be honest, it was a bit chilly at night by the lake.

You Qin drank the last sip of milk tea, rubbed his stomach stretched, and was about to get up and go back to the dormitory, "You Qin!" ”

Damn it... Youqin adjusted his expression and turned his head:

"What a coincidence, Deng Dongyi."