22.

Students majoring in Chinese painting at the Academy of Fine Arts have become accustomed to running to the C major next door to sketch.

The C-sized maple forest is like a burning red ocean, gorgeous and dazzling. The autumn wind blows, and the maple leaves swirl from the branches and fall to the ground, revealing a trace of poignant gloom.

Xu Xianjia closed the sketchbook, Song Xinxin hurriedly put away the last stroke, got up, yawned, and after a moment, he turned to pick up Xu Xianjia who was still sitting on the long wooden chair.

Song Xinxin thinks that eating is a major event in their lives, which should not be underestimated, and the two finally decided to have a meal in Xiangxiyuan, a famous canteen in C University, after several twists and turns, it is reported that its reputation is very good.

Song Xinxin suddenly pulled Xu Xianjia up and ran, the hunger in his stomach and the desire for food drove Song Xinxin to walk like flying.

The second floor of Xiangxi Garden is clean and tidy, with bright lights shining indoors, and each window in the garden is arranged in order.

Xu Xianjia made a bowl of pork ribs and glutinous rice and a bowl of black chicken soup, and found a place to sit down with a plate in his hand.

Song Xinxin was still lining up, waiting for the snack Malatang that he had been thinking about.

The soft sticky rice is mixed with the meaty aroma of the pork ribs, and the taste is excellent. The bottom layer of the sticky rice is covered with thin dumpling leaves, and the smell is fragrant.

Xu Xianjia lowered her head to eat, and suddenly, a figure blocked the light, holding a dinner plate, and sat opposite her.

The person on the other side opened his mouth, with a faint smile in his voice: "This time it's really a coincidence." ”

She looked up, and lost her mind the moment she saw someone coming.

Xu Xianjia was shocked, swallowed his meal in a hurry, and choked. Her fair face was choked by this mouthful of rice because of the panic.

Jiang Ying twisted the cap of the mineral water bottle in his hand and handed it over: "I just bought it, I haven't drunk it yet." ”

Xu Xianjia patted his chest, waved his hand, and didn't take the water.

Jiang Ying smiled lightly, pulled out a tissue, and reached out to hand it over.

Xu Xianjia took the tissue and wiped her mouth, her throat was hot.

"Am I so horrified? Scares you like this. Jiang Ying smiled lightly, his eyes moved slightly, rippling, and there was a hint of innocence in his tone.

Xu Xianjia hadn't relented yet, she was a little dizzy from choking on this mouthful of rice, her eyes were red, and she had to wave her hands indiscriminately. In fact, I didn't hear what Jiang Ying was saying.

Song Xinxin had just taken her big bowl, which contained the coveted Malatang, and when she turned her head, she saw a boy sitting opposite her daughter. She was taken aback, and then a wave of anger rushed up.

Who would dare to talk to her daughter?! I don't weigh how much I weigh!

She hurried over with a large bowl in her hand, and the fine dust that had been raised seemed to be stained with her anger.

After getting closer and seeing the boy's face, Song Xinxin's hand holding the big bowl shook and almost spilled the spicy hot on the ground.

This person—

Isn't this person Jiang Ying?! The person you can see on Xu Xianjia's paintings every day!

Song Xinxin was stunned in place, motionless, like a Buddha.

Jiang Ying moved his chopsticks, took a piece of meat, put it in his mouth, and chewed it gently.

Xu Xianjia breathed a sigh of relief, opened his mouth, but couldn't make a sound, and the silent sentence "Jiang Ying" was stuck in his throat.

Jiang Ying looked at her and asked, "Are you really okay?" ”

Xu Xianjia's eyes were still slightly red, the flush on her face had faded, and she replied, "It doesn't matter, I'm fine." ”

Jiang Ying just wanted to speak, but Song Xinxin came back to his senses, held the big bowl, and quickly sat down next to him. She put down the bowl, put up and down a large number of Jiang Ying, and then showed a kind smile like an old mother: "Hello, Jiang Ying." Her eyes sparkled, and she said in her heart: "Young man, what a talent!

Jiang Ying was stunned, as if he didn't expect a stranger to call him by name in such a familiar voice, but for a moment, he immediately raised the corners of his mouth, smiled casually, and said politely: "Hello." ”

Xu Xianjia's hand holding the chopsticks trembled, looking at Song Xin's fascinated smile, a bad premonition arose. She opened the topic and asked, "What about Sun Xiao and them?" ”

Song Xinxin interrupted: "My name is Song Xinxin, Xu Xianjia's-" The tone of the last few words aggravated: "Xu Xianjia's good friend." ”

There is also a sentence "My good friend and mother, I came to inspect my son-in-law today." She didn't say anything, and given that it was the first time they met, she felt that she had to be more formal and not joking.

Jiang Ying smiled: "Hello, Song Xinxin." He replied to Xu Xianjia's question: "I am alone today, Sun Xiao and they are not with me." ”

Xu Xianjia sighed and ate with his head bored.

She silently concealed the panic in her heart.

Xu Xianjia's hand holding the chopsticks increased her strength, and even she didn't notice it, and the panic in her heart was not chosen.

The sound of a heart beating faster and beating faster rolled out.

Song Xinxin was eating spicy hot, but his eyes kept wandering on Jiang Ying, with curiosity and consideration.

She was examining whether Jiang Ying could be qualified to be her son-in-law.

Jiang Ying followed her calmly, didn't care, didn't get angry, and had a faint smile in his eyes.

This meal was extremely weird.

When he went back, Jiang Ying said goodbye politely, Song Xinxin was extremely excited, and invited him to eat delicious braised pork rice in the Xiyuan Canteen of the Academy of Fine Arts next time.

Jiang Ying smiled, his dark eyes flashed like stars, with a calm and warm color, and replied, "Okay, I will definitely eat next time." ”

Song Xinxin was very satisfied, Xu Xianjia was a little dizzy and couldn't figure out the situation, only to know that Song Xinxin praised Jiang Ying in her ear later.

made Xu Xianjia confused.

Why did Song Xinxin advertise frantically for Jiang Ying after meeting once?

She was puzzled.

Then Song Xinxin asked Xu Xianjia a lot of things about Jiang Ying, and when he learned that Jiang Ying actually studied architecture, his mouth grew slightly, and he said after a while: "Architecture is a C ace major!" Jiang Ying is still a scholar, good-looking, and knowledgeable! I rely on cows! ”

Song Xinxin silently put a few red ticks on Jiang Ying in her heart, she is very good, and she is worthy of being her son-in-law.

"Huh? Aren't we good at learning Chinese painting? ”

Song Xinxin was speechless for a while: "...... Cows, too. She looked at Xu Xianjia and added: "More awesome!" ”

I was confused, why did I suddenly become more energetic?

23.

Wei Xiuting, a member of the study committee, is from the dormitory next door, not tall, quite a petite girl, with a square face, bangs, slightly curly hair, very thin, and looks a little malnourished.

When she pushed the door in to collect the painting of Jingxinhu, she saw Xu Xianjia and Song Xinxin wearing masks, tilting their heads, soaking their feet, sitting on the chair, comfortable and content.

She was shocked and asked, "You guys, what kind of big battle is this?" ”

The two of them said in unison: "Health." ”

Song Xinxin pointed to the two paintings on the table, touched his mask, and made sure it was not loose. "School Committee, homework is there. I'm sorry for you, you take it. ”

Wei Xiuting hummed, went over and put away her homework, her face was haggard, and she had dark circles under her eyes.

Xu Xianjia: "School Committee, didn't you rest?" It looks quite tired, so girls should pay attention to rest. ”

Wei Xiuting sighed, put the painting down again, and prepared to chat with them for a while.

"Don't say it, I'm tired to death! I have to collect homework, contact teachers or something, and deal with a lot of things in the grade, which is annoying! I knew that I shouldn't have been a school committee in the first place! Wei Xiuting complained again and again, "It's so busy that people are getting old!" ”

Xu Xianjia pointed to the fruit placed next to the water dispenser, and said casually, "Do you want to eat some fruit?" Vitamin C and vitamin E supplementation. I'll tell you, School Committee. You stay up less late and eat more antioxidant foods and fruits, such as blueberries, cherries, etc. Anti-aging! ”

Song Xinxin said leisurely on the side: "School Committee." Realize that the past is not admonished, and those who know the future can be traced. ”

Wei Xiuting was stunned and asked, "What are you talking about?" ”

Song Xinxin replied, "Oh, I mean. You have become a school committee, and this is a fact that cannot be changed. You can only accept and work hard in the coming days. Listen to Xu Xianjia, active health preservation, anti-aging. ”

Xu Xianjia took off the mask and patted his face.

"School Committee. The east corner is gone, and it is not too late for Sang Yu. There are gains and losses. ”

Wei Xiuting was silent for a while, then picked up their paintings: "Cultural people, cultural people!" You two are really, I can't compare, I can't compare! Then he waved his hand and fled.

"Gone, goodbye!"

Song Xin was unyielding, and shouted in a voice: "Eh, School Committee!" Read more books, read more newspapers! Strive to be the successor of socialism! ”

The door slammed shut.

The footsteps walked away, and after a long time, Song Xinxin and Xu Xianjia glanced at each other and laughed.

Song Xinxin gave a thumbs up: "I'll give you a full score!" ”

Xu Xianjia clenched his fists at Song Xin: "Each other." ”