Lu Xinghe moved quickly, and on the morning of the second day after the bet, he was seen busy in front of the back blackboard.

Judging from his initial sketches, he was going to draw a few sailboats in the harbor ready to set sail.

He Tian didn't like to be watched by others, so he didn't start writing until the school was almost gone.

Geng Geng originally wanted to wait for him, but he was driven away by him on the grounds that Geng's father would be worried about coming home too late.

In the empty classroom, only He Tian and Lu Xinghe were busy.

Lu Xinghe is the kind of person who once he starts painting, he ignores the outside world and devotes himself to his own world.

He Tian is different from him, but he will not deliberately disturb others.

So the two of them were very tacitly busy with their own things, and when they wanted to call it a day, they went home separately without even saying hello.

But this silence was shattered the next day.

"Haven't you ever published a blackboard newspaper?" He Tian looked at Lu Xinghe speechlessly, to be precise, at the acrylic dye on his hand.

Lu Xinghe, who was interrupted from his thoughts, looked at He Tian dissatisfied, he hated that someone disturbed him when he was creating.

He Tian sighed and stretched out his hand to point to the dye on his hand: "I didn't mean to disturb you. It's just that if you want to spend a long time cleaning up the blackboard later, you can draw with acrylic. ”

Using acrylic to draw blackboard newspapers, do you feel that you are too idle and have to find something to do for yourself?

When Lu Xinghe was in elementary school, he often drew blackboard newspapers, but at that time he usually used chalk provided by the school, and he didn't do this kind of thing since he entered junior high school.

So I didn't notice for a moment that acrylic wasn't actually suitable for drawing on a blackboard.

Lu Xinghe looked down at the paint in his hand, and the paint that had just been mixed slowly dried in the paint tray.

He Tian got down from the chair he was stepping on and handed the gouache he brought to Lu Xinghe: "Use me first, I'm still composing and drafting over there, so I'm not in a hurry to color today." ”

Lu Xinghe took it briskly: "Okay, I'll come to school tomorrow to bring you a new box." ”

Accepting He Tian's kindness, Lu Xinghe was not as cold as yesterday, so he took down the two stools on the table, sat down one by himself, patted the other one and beckoned He Tian to sit down.

"By the way, what are you going to draw? It's a bit complicated. Lu Xinghe looked at He Tian's work and asked.

"Like you, it's all about drawing sailboats." He Tian sat down and replied generously.

"Sailboats? It doesn't look like it. Lu Xinghe glanced at it a few more times, but still didn't see it.

"What's the hurry? After two days, I drew and I would know if I looked at it. He Tian smiled and changed the subject: "I see that you lie on the table all day long and draw this and that, since you like painting so much, why don't you just be an art student?" Anyway, you also like to skip class, and you are told by the teacher and Director Pan all day because of this, you don't have to worry about this problem when you are an art student. ”

Lu Xinghe was silent, and after a long while, he sighed and said, "Do you think I don't want to?" ”

"It seems that someone in your family disagrees. I guess it's your dad who doesn't agree, and he probably wants you to study business and be able to inherit his business in the future. Right? ”

Lu Xinghe frowned, and looked at He Tian angrily: "Who told you this?" ”

What the plot told me, He Tian thought to himself, but verbally said: "Is it hard to guess? There are only so many types of privileges in Zhenhua. Learn well, obviously you're not. Then it's related. There are two kinds of power and money in the relationship. If someone in your family is a leader, then even if you have a relationship in Zhenhua, you don't dare to be so public, and it is not a wise choice to play official power in a place like Zhenhua. So you should have a lot of money in your family. ”

"You can tell that from the acrylic paint you just picked up." He Tian picked up the dye that Lu Xinghe had just put down.

"Gordon is American, and such a small tube is only 59 milliliters and costs a hundred dollars less. And it's hard to buy here, I guess you have some overseas business at home, and these are brought back from outside. ”

You know, paint is a consumable.

"There are a lot of rich people in Zhenhua, but they are generally rich, so you can't live as chic in Zhenhua as you are. So your family background can be imagined. In our country, we pay attention to the inheritance of the father's business, and if you just take painting as a hobby, then it doesn't matter. But if you want to become the main business, in the eyes of many parents, it is a plaything. He Tian seemed to analyze in an orderly manner.

It seemed that he was persuaded by He Tian's analysis, Lu Xinghe's expression softened a little, but there was still a lingering haze between his eyebrows, obviously He Tian's words just now evoked his sad memories.

"Those adults will say it's good for us, but they don't even think about what we want! Their so-called goodness is to impose on us everything they want. ”

Lu Xinghe suddenly shouted two sentences to the blackboard behind him, vented the depression in his heart, lowered his head and sat back in place, and said with a lost face: "Heh, the bird thinks that holding the fish in the air is a charitable act." How ridiculous. ”

At this time, Lu Xinghe took off his usual free and easy wantonness, washed away the edge of the past, like an injured little beast in the wilderness who was separated from his parents, no one licked his wounds for him, and he could only let the wounds scar and suppurate.

He Tian doesn't know how he persuaded his father in the play, but he can guess that this process will not be very good.

"If you like poetry, you've heard it: we live in the world when we love it. Don't you think you're already a lot luckier than most people in this class, no, this school? He Tian comforted.

"Here, there are many people who have been immersed in their studies and regard grades as their biggest or even only pursuit. But do they like to learn? Do they enjoy their time studying? No. ”

"They don't even know why they're studying so hard. To get into a good university? Looking for a good job in the future? Or is it the glory of the ancestors? Aren't these things they think about themselves, and aren't they also told by the elders in the family? But are these really what they want for themselves? ”

After three years of hard work day and night, I got a college pass, and if I was lucky, I could choose a good job and find a job that looked good to outsiders after graduation, earning a good salary, but is this really happy?

A lot of people are just surviving, not living.

Compared to these people, Lu Xinghe is so lucky.

Before reaching the age of the crown, he was able to find what he loved, and he was able to pursue it, and from this point of view, he was the top student in this class.