"It's again! I hate it!! ”

"Can anyone tell me if the stars are real or not? Why can't it be updated! ”

"Aren't you talking nonsense! Why don't people update if they're fine? Can't get along with money? ”

"But no matter what you do, you can't help but update! Are you right about us waiting readers? ”

"Star thief! You've broken my heart again! ”

"Alright, stop complaining! At least it's better than the old Martian thief next door, but it's a month! ”

"Go and invite Dou Xiang'er! She can make the stars even more! ”

......

Han Shuang, who was lively in the book review area, naturally couldn't see it, and at this time he was driving to Dou Liangyu's top-floor home.

While driving, he suddenly thought of a possibility.

No wonder Dou Liangyu insisted on giving the car to herself, did she take this step into consideration?

Oh, what a careful woman.

He understands Dou Liangyu, not only is he careful, but he is also a woman who doesn't like to stick to form.

It's rare to see love words in chatting, even if you sleep on a quilt, I haven't heard her say I love you or anything like that.

Therefore, when he saw that message, he was surprised and felt a touch of distress in his heart.

It should be the words that she sent out when she had a grievance in her heart but couldn't find anyone to talk to.

In general, he is not an impulsive person.

But thinking of Dou Liangyu sitting alone in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, staring at the night sky with blank eyes, he immediately couldn't sit still.

I just want to hurry to her and give her warmth.

As for the big plan or something, naturally I can't take care of it.

......

When the car came to the school gate, it happened to stagger with a red car.

Han Shuang couldn't help but take a second look, because the car was exactly the same as the one he was driving.

But he didn't think much about it, there are more identical cars in this world, nothing unusual.

In this way, one in and one out, two identical cars drove in opposite directions.

If you turn the camera to the sky, you will find that the car that drove into Mingyang School passed through the entire campus until it came to the art department at the back.

In fact, there are a total of eight school gates in Mingyang, and there is one in the art department, and it is unknown why this car is willing to go far.

After the car stopped, a girl with a graceful figure stepped out.

Her steps were brisk, and she walked quickly to a lighted office.

I didn't even knock on the door, I pushed it open and walked in.

There were two people in the office, one of whom Han Shuang knew, it was Chai Yinbo, who hosted the sketching activity that day.

The other man was about fifty years old, and he looked very imposing with a pair of glasses.

"It's so late, why don't you come back tomorrow!"

Chai Yinbo's tone was a little helpless.

The girl said lightly: "Disturb the rest of the two teachers, I just came back from Nancheng, just to see that work." ”

Chai Yinbo said: "It's not okay to bother, I go to bed late every day." ”

As he spoke, he yawned uncontrollably.

Another middle-aged man with a very aura said with a little surprise: "Jieyu, have you gone to Nancheng?" Did you go to visit Mr. Chen? ”

The girl who called the girl nodded: "Next month's Liangzhou Sketch Contest is very important to my family, and I want to go to my teacher's place to listen to my experience, and I will go over tomorrow." ”

"In such a hurry?"

The middle-aged man paused for a moment and asked in a low voice, "How is Mr. Chen's health?" ”

A trace of sadness flashed between Jieyu's eyes, and even her tone was much lighter: "Teacher, he ..... My body is getting worse, and I don't think I can last too long. ”

The middle-aged man sighed: "Mr. Chen is the most representative master painter in our Zhongzhou, and he is also a lifelong achievement professor in Mingyang. ”

At this time, Chai Yinbo brought a stack of drawing paper to Jieyu, temporarily interrupting the conversation between the two.

"This is the work done by all the members of the sketching event two days ago, I put that one at the end, you can see the other people's first!"

Jieyu nodded and didn't speak, and looked at the first sketch portrait.

I only looked at it for two seconds, and quickly took it to the side.

The same goes for the second one, which only looked at it for about two seconds and then put it aside.

Then the third and fourth......

Occasionally, there are works that make her watch for a long time, but none of them exceed ten seconds.

In the process of reviewing the paintings of Jieyu, the middle-aged man touched Chai Yinbo and said softly: "The quality of the work this time is not good!" Jieyu didn't take it seriously. ”

Chai Yinbo smiled and whispered: "It's not that it can't be, it's that her requirements are too high." ”

The middle-aged man nodded and said to himself: "That's the same, after all, I have to represent Zhongzhou in the competition." ”

"This one is Yan Ling's, right? I can guess her style of painting at a glance. ”

As she spoke, Jieyu turned over the drawing paper, and Yan Ling's name was really written on the back.

Chai Yinbo echoed: "Yan Ling still has some talent, and his works have a little aura. ”

Jieyu nodded and put Yan Ling's painting on the other side.

Then review the paintings.

Soon, the last few sheets of paper were left in a wad of drawing paper.

Chai Yinbo and the middle-aged man had a tacit understanding, and Qi Qi looked at Jieyu, as if observing her reaction.

The rhythm of the Jieyu was not disrupted, and soon the last one was seen.

Then, Chai Yinbo and the middle-aged man saw her raise her thin eyebrows, and a look flashed between her eyes.

Then, Jieyu picked up the sketch and quietly observed it.

After a while, the corners of her mouth lifted slightly, exactly like the smile on the paper.

It was as if she was holding not a piece of drawing paper, but a mirror.

"It's a bit of a good thing."

Chai Yinbo nodded in agreement: "I have carefully studied this picture and found that his brushwork is very strange, and there is no trace of returning to the brush. ”

In the art world of Bluestar, back writing is a professional word.

As long as there is a pause in the process of painting, the brush is smeared and redrawn, and the line is composed of two or more strokes, it belongs to the category of returning brushes.

Hearing this, Jieyu seemed a little incredible: "Didn't reply to the pen? Such a complex painting did not return to the brush? ”

Chai Yinbo nodded: "Very little!" ”

Jieyu carefully observed the painting in her hand again, and the more she looked at her, the more she looked at it, the brighter her eyes became.

Chai Yinbo continued: "Not only did I not return the pen, but my hair, including my clothes, was typed out one by one. ”

Jieyu replied: "I can see this. ”

After a pause, Chai Yinbo said again: "It only took him less than three hours." ”

Jieyu took a deep breath, and after a while, shook her head: "I can't do this." ”

The middle-aged man on the side was stunned, once upon a time, he could hear the words 'I can't' in Jieyu's mouth.

His face seemed to be a little unconvinced: "Jieyu, you said you can't finish such a work?" ”

"It's not difficult to complete, but I may not be able to do it within three hours without a reply."

The middle-aged man looked shocked, "Who the hell is this guy?" Why haven't you heard of it before? Lao Chai, have you checked? ”

Chai Yinbo replied: "I didn't pay much attention to this, but I heard Yan Ling and them say that he is an ordinary student in the composition department!" ”

"can make Jieyu admit defeat, is this still mediocre?"

Chai Yinbo glanced at Jieyu and said, "Just a work, I can't be sure that his attainments must be higher than Jieyu." Besides, even if his sketches are a little better than Jieyu, other painting departments will definitely not be able to compare. ”

"That's not nonsense! Jieyu is a rare all-round genius! He is a person who learns to compose music, can he compare with her? ”

Jieyu didn't seem to hear the conversation between the two, and after looking at the painting in her hand for a while, she rolled it into a cylinder and said, "Teacher Chai, I want to take this painting back and study it." ”

"That's fine, I'll explain it to him when that kid comes."

Regarding artistic creation, Xia Guo has very serious copyright regulations!

Even if it is a graffiti, no one can damage it or use it for other purposes without the consent of the original author.

"Okay, then I'll go back first. Teacher Qi, this classmate named Han Shuang, you can help me transfer him to the painting department. ”

Although there was a hint of nonchalant order in Jieyu's tone, the middle-aged man didn't care at all, and said with a smile: "Such an excellent student is indeed condescending to the music composition department." Don't worry, I have a good relationship with Ni Haiguo and Wu Dahai, and I'll do it tomorrow! ”

"Okay, then please. I'll be back in a few days, and I'll give this Han Shuang another touch to see who he is. ”

After speaking, he left the office with Han Shuang's sketch in his hand, and Chai Yinbo and Director Qi walked out to greet him.

A fourth-year painting student can make the head of the painting department and the instructor treat each other so solemnly...... It's a bit jaw-dropping to say.

Even if she is still the president of the painting club, it is impossible for her to be treated like this!

But when you know her other identity, maybe it won't be surprising.

The principal of Mingyang School is her brother-in-law.

Dear.