Accustomed to her brisk laughter like a silver bell, the silence in the car made Hua Tangtang uneasy.

He turned on the radio station casually, and the soothing music flowed out leisurely, but it was a classic golden song "Liang Zhu".

Qingsi continued to grow in Liang Zhu's lingering and mournful tune, and Shu Ange's words continued to echo in Hua Tangtang's mind.

"It would be better to look as good-looking as Teacher Hua, to be as talented as Teacher Hua, to be kind as Teacher Hua, and to be good at piano, chess, calligraphy and painting......"

Every sentence is like a feather, gently scratching on Hua Tangtang's heart.

She likes him, and the truth she inadvertently glimpses has left him in a situation of cocooning and self-restraint. It's hard to make an appointment between the two, she likes him, and he likes him, but the two of them are separated by mountains and seas.

The mountains and seas can be flat, how to chase time.

"Time can be chased, Mr. Hua, I like you!"

The playful and lovely voice suddenly sounded, as if she whispered in his ear, Hua Tangtang's hands trembled, and he was dazed to find that all this was his illusion.

The music continued, the car stopped in the faculty dormitory, Hua Tangtang did not get out of the car in a hurry, but sat in the car, looked at the reversing mirror attentively, and muttered: "I like you too." ”

His voice was soft and shallow, melting into the twilight, and her sweet smile slowly disappeared into the back seat.

Bright lights poured into every corner of the house, Shu Ange stood straight, concentrating on painting, she painted landscapes.

The plain white wall reflects bright lights, the pen, ink, paper and inkstone are neatly placed, there is no mountain or water in front of her, the mountains and plants under the pen are aura, and the woodcutter who chops wood seems to have come to life.

This is Shu Ange's true level, she has skills comparable to those of famous artists, and she has an enviable aura.

Even the most demanding calligrapher and painter cannot find the flaws in Shu Ange's paintings, she is like a carefully carved jade, about to bloom with a different brilliance.

Hua Tangtang disappeared for another five days, during which he rarely had contact with Shu Ange, even though the two lived very close and walked no more than five minutes.

After the college entrance examination, Shu Ange received not only endless confessions, but also various class reunions and invitations, except for the teacher appreciation banquet, she almost refused all of them.

Even at the thank-you banquet, Shu Ange did not participate in the next round of gatherings and carnivals after eating.

The college entrance examination is over, the results have not yet come out, and the students who have just finished the college entrance examination usually use one carnival after another to eliminate their anxiety.

Shu Ange is not anxious, as long as there are no accidents in the marking papers, she can probably become the champion of the provincial college entrance examination this time, the difference is only how many points higher than the second place.

In terms of her experience, the title of champion in the college entrance examination is actually not an exciting event, and it is not as good as Hua Tangtang's confession.

I didn't see Hua Tangtang for five days, and when Shu Ange was bored, he painted a portrait of Hua Tangtang again.

This time, she painted him leaning on the car and smoking, looking decadent and sexy, Shu Ange put away the pen, ink, paper and inkstone, and took out sketch paper and pencils.

When the sunset weaves a net and envelops Hua Tangtang's slightly melancholy eyes, Shu Ange's heart once again beats faster.

After painting the dusk, it was time to have lunch again, Shu Ange went down to the kitchen and simply made some food.

After eating, she sat on the couch and turned on the TV and dialed in a random channel.

Just after the college entrance examination, it is still a hot news, and most of the TV series are dog blood soap operas, Shu Ange is more and more bored the more he watches, and he hesitates to call Hua Tangtang.

"Jingle bell—"

The phone rang suddenly, Shu Ange picked it up casually, and after lazily scanning the caller ID, he immediately became energetic.

"Hey, hello, Mr. Hua."

Hua Tangtang walked downstairs to Shu Ange, struggled and hesitated for a long time, and then pressed the phone, but he didn't expect the other party to connect in less than three seconds.

The energetic voice on the other end of the phone made Hua Tangtang's heart tangled into a faint sweetness.

"Hello, are you at home, I'm downstairs in your house, I haven't missed class today, we can discuss the matter of selling calligraphy and painting first."

It was obviously a very simple paragraph, but Hua Tangtang said it with a dry mouth, as if he was trying to cover up the unspeakable heart.

The phone snapped and hung up, Hua Tangtang looked a little dazed, and his heart seemed to have been pricked by a needle.

Was she rejecting him?

Hua Tangtang, who never thought that he would be rejected, had a strong sense of frustration and loss.

"Teacher Hua, come up, am I at home?"

Shu Ange stood on the balcony and waved warmly at Hua Tangtang, and after he heard her cheerful voice, his heart suddenly went from hell to heaven.

Under the sun, her black and bright hair was gently blown by the wind, revealing a smiling face like a flower, and her fair and soft neck was like a delicate work of art.

Hua Tang nodded and walked in the direction of the stairs, her smile lingering in his mind.

If she rejects him, if she doesn't like him anymore, will he really accept it?

Hua Tangtang unconsciously tightened his fists and tensed his body, like a restless little skinny.

In his life, this is a very strange emotion, on every step, her sweet smile appears, even on the wall is her wanton flying appearance during the morning run.

If you go upstairs and can tell her that he likes her too, wouldn't this life be more interesting?

"I'm here, Teacher Hua should hurry up."

Shu Ange leaned on the railing, leaned over to greet Hua Tangtang, he frowned and said, "Danger, don't lie on the railing." ”

Obviously, Shu Ange didn't mean to listen to him, and after Hua Tangtang reached the third floor, he reached out and grabbed Shu Ange's shoulders and pulled her back.

Shu Ange stuck out his tongue, opened the door, and said happily: "Teacher Hua, I have painted two paintings in the past few days when I have nothing to do, you can take a look." By the way, I also drew your sketch, would you like to see it? ”

She drew a sketch of him, Hua Tangtang let go of Shu Ange's arm, and her heart was filled with joy again.

"Hmm."

He answered lightly and closed the door casually.

Shu Ange unfolded the scroll, his thick eyelashes were slightly curled, he stood on tiptoe, leaning on the table and waiting for Hua Tangtang's praise.

This is a light ink landscape painting, full of aura, the picture is magnificent, the color and ink are blended, and the ink color is elegant.

Hua Tangtang's eyes move on the picture scroll, the floating clouds and mountains are stacked, the distant villages are hidden in the twilight, the cold stones, streams and dead trees, the scenery is absent, revealing a different style.

"Very good, bright and elegant, ethereal and simple, your painting is very good."

When it comes to painting and calligraphy appreciation, Shu Ange can be Hua Tangtang's master, but the feeling of being praised by him makes her eyebrows flutter beautifully.

"And this painting "Koi Peach Blossom Water and Clouds", the name I gave it, is it good-looking?"

(Meow~~ With the person you like, it is also a kind of happiness to enjoy the painting together~)