Chapter 38 Chapter 38 The skin that was touched was scorching hot...

As the session was coming to an end, some students who had finished painting earlier came over to wash their brushes and palettes, and the sound of running water could be heard continuously.

Ji Yan bit her lower lip lightly, placed her slender fingers on Pei Shuyu's shoulders, and asked with a smile, "Is it okay?"

Pei Shuyu was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said, "Of course." She half-crouched down, turned her head and saw Ji Yan pinching her calf a few times. She lowered herself again, "Can you come up from this height?"

Two meters in front of a row of pools, a rectangular water reservoir is built. The water in the pool is more than one meter high. This is to prevent too many studios from arranging colors on the same day and there will not be enough faucets.

Students can use buckets to scoop water from the reservoir to wash their pens.

Pei Shuyu held onto the edge of the reservoir to steady herself and said with a smile, "Be careful not to dive into the water."

Ji Yan held Pei Shuyu's shoulders with both hands, and the numbness in her feet dissipated as she spoke. She lowered her eyes and saw a small mole in the middle of the neck of the person in front of her. It was usually hidden by long hair and clothes and was not easy to show.

She said softly, "I'm afraid if I go up to you, you won't be able to straighten your back."

She leaped forward lightly, jumped onto Pei Shuyu's back, and wrapped her arms around the girl's neck, with her legs firmly hooked in place.

Then, the person under him straightened up, but because he was carrying someone on his back, his back appeared slightly bent when viewed from behind.

Pei Shuyu pushed the person up and curled her lips: "Who are you looking down on? Really."

With something soft against his back, Ji Yan leaned forward and said, "Will you carry me back to the studio?"

The girl's soft voice was very close, as if whispering in Pei Shuyu's ear, and the rising tail tone brought the airflow of the speech condensed on Pei Shuyu's skin.

Highlight that fair spot with a light pink.

Pei Shuyu said: "Of course."

The pool was some distance away from Studio No. 5. On the way, they passed four studios. Students from some studios came out and saw this scene. They looked at it a few more times out of curiosity.

When I meet someone I know, I will ask what's wrong.

Pei Shuyu's ears were bleeding, and she tried hard to suppress the shyness that kept hitting her heart and answered a few words.

After everyone left, Ji Yan, who was lying behind her, chuckled softly, a long tail tone permeating: "Nervous?"

Pei Shuyu said with a tense expression: "I'm not nervous."

Ji Yan hummed twice: "That's right, if anyone is nervous, I should be the one to be nervous."

As they approached Studio 5, Ji Yan patted the head of the person beneath him and said, "Put me down."

After all, it was still class time. If Pei Shuyu was carried in like this, her face would probably turn blood red.

She was satisfied enough.

Pei Shuyu asked, "Are your feet still numb?"

Ji Yan: "It's not numb anymore."

Pei Shuyu squatted down slowly and put the person behind him down carefully.

The door of Studio No. 5 opened without them noticing. Qi Ying, holding a bucket and a pen, took in everything that had just happened without blinking.

Her pupils suddenly widened, her lips slightly parted in excitement, and she hurriedly reached for her phone to record this moment.

The color teacher who came out with her gave her a puzzled look: "What are you doing? Playing with your phone in front of me?"

When he looked again, Ji Yan had already gotten off Pei Shuyu's back, and the two were walking towards the studio.

Qi Ying angrily put the phone back into his pocket, which he hadn't even opened yet. Then, as if performing a face-changing performance, he smiled at the color teacher and said, "Put it back. I'll pretend I didn't see it this time."

It is an unspoken rule that students bring their mobile phones with them during training. The previous grade group could even take out their mobile phones openly during training, but this grade group is extremely strict.

After inquiring with relevant parties in the art school and confirming that there is no special need and that mobile phones will not be used during the training period, students are asked to hand over their mobile phones to the persons in charge of each art studio.

Even the senior students who were repeating the year were shocked by this operation, and they all sighed, "I heard that your grade group is strict, but I didn't expect it to be so strict."

The color teacher waved her hand and said, "Go wash your brushes."

She went to Studio No. 2, which she was in charge of, and stood by the window to see what the students were doing inside.

Pei Shuyu raised her chin and said with a smile, "Ever since the painting school teacher met the teacher of our grade group, he even learned the trick of hiding behind and peeking at the students."

Ji Yan didn't know much about this: "You didn't know it before?"

Pei Shuyu shrugged and slipped into the studio: "I heard from the seniors that it won't happen."

As soon as I entered the door, the senior student sitting in the row next to the door grabbed my wrist.

Pei Shuyu recognized this senior sister. She had a good relationship with senior sister Bian Mengfan who sat next to her and often hung out with them.

She was cheerful by nature, and over time, she became familiar with this senior.

The senior student asked, "How about helping me take a look?"

Pei Shuyu said, "The colors are beautiful. I remember you were good at color. What was your score on the provincial color test?"

The senior student shook Pei Shuyu's wrist: "135, total score 327."

Pei Shuyu was surprised: "It's a very high score, then why..."

She paused. With this score in the provincial unified examination, he was repeating the year here. It was probably because he didn't meet the passing line in the academic subjects.

The senior student sighed and said what she hadn't said yet: "Well, I missed the passing score in the general subjects by one point. If I had guessed right on one more multiple-choice question in English, I wouldn't still be here."

Thinking of something, she said, "Right."

She looked at Ji Yan who was standing next to Pei Shuyu. These days, she had gotten to know this non-art student a little better, but her gentle appearance always gave her an indescribable sense of alienation.

It's hard to establish a relationship as easily as with Pei Shuyu.

The senior student asked, "How are your academic performance? Don't let me hold you back like this."

As she spoke, she glanced at Ji Yan a few times.

Pei Shuyu smiled: "Not bad."

She had one-on-one tutoring from Ji Yan, and even during training, she would take time to do the questions and key points that Ji Yan had summarized for her.

Ji Yan's gaze fell on Pei Shuyu's wrist, which was held by her senior.

The senior student asked, "Yesterday I saw you holding a tablet and reciting your lessons. Was that your summary?"

Everyone in their circle knew that it was Ji Yan who sorted it out, and Bian Mengfan knew it too.

There was no need to hide it, Pei Shuyu said bluntly: "No, she summarized it for me."

Pei Shuyu and her senior schoolmate looked over at the same time.

Ji Yan slowly raised her head and nodded calmly.

Now that things have come to this, they all know the real reason why the senior student grabbed Pei Shuyu, but Ji Yan didn't respond, which made the senior student feel a little embarrassed.

Pei Shuyu noticed where Ji Yan's gaze was focused when she raised her head again, and couldn't help but look in the direction she was looking.

On the wrist that was being held, someone belonging to another person was tightly holding it.

She was shocked and shook off the senior sister without leaving a trace, just wanting to leave this dangerous place as soon as possible: "I will send a copy to the senior sister later. It's all the content in the book."

After saying that, without waiting for the senior to say anything else, she pushed Ji Yan to her seat.

After walking a few steps, the person in front suddenly turned around and grabbed her wrist that had been grabbed by the senior student. Ji Yan's slender fingers slid quickly across her skin.

After almost clearing away the other person's scent and covering it with her own, Ji Yan pinched Pei Shuyu's wrist soothingly.

Pei Shuyu whispered, "Would you be angry if I sent out your organized stuff without your consent?"

Ji Yan: “No.”

She took the tablet with Pei Shuyu's WeChat on it. She gestured, and after getting Pei Shuyu's consent, she clicked on the group chat of Studio No. 5.

Pei Shuyu took the tablet and took a look. There was a compressed package in the group chat. It was the learning materials compiled by Ji Yan, and she threw it into the group chat without any hesitation.

Someone on the screen typed a question mark.

Pei Shuyu typed: [Ji Yan compiled this information. Take a look. It will easily improve your academic performance. Worship.jpg]

The latter sentence is quite sarcastic.

The screen starts refreshing.

【Worship the boss.】

[Ahhhh, I must keep watching this and watch it every day. Thanks to Mr. Ji for sharing.]

【Thanks.jpg】

There were a bunch of thank you emojis below, but Pei Shuyu didn't reply.

She privately chatted with the senior: [Senior, I’ve posted it in the group.]

Senior: [Okay, thank you.]

Pei Shu said: [You're welcome.]

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There was a sketching class in the evening. Shortly after the sketching teacher finished explaining the task for tonight, he had something urgent to do and left on his electric bike.

Soon, Pei Shuyu put down the charcoal pencil and said to Ji Yan, "I'm going to buy something. Is there anything you want to take with you?"

Ji Yan, who was watching videos nearby with headphones on, shook her head when she heard the voice: "No need."

Seeing her stand up, Pei Shuyu held her down: "No need to accompany me, I'll be back soon."

After saying that, Pei Shuyu looked around and saw no one outside the window. She put down her painting supplies and walked out as if she was familiar with the place.

Sketching requires speed. No one talks during the sketching process, and the only sound you can hear is the friction of the charcoal pencil on the sketch paper.

Ten minutes later, the person who went out still hadn't returned.

Qi Ying finished a quick sketch, twisted his neck to relax, and then noticed the empty space behind him. "Where did this person go?"

Ji Yan said: "Supermarket."

Qi Ying said disdainfully: "You only know how to eat."

"Yo," a familiar tune sounded. Pei Shuyu pulled the folding chair back and sat down. "You're saying bad things about me behind my back."

She was holding something with water droplets in her hand. Ji Yan tilted her head and raised an eyebrow: "Lotus seed pod?"

Pei Shuyu chuckled and said, "I just stole one from the pond."

She was also able to talk to the supermarket owner. She chatted with him for a while while buying things. When she heard that lotus pods were now ready for picking, she paid and picked some in the dark and windy night.

Bian Mengfan noted, "People are picking it so soon this year? Last year, the season was almost over before we knew it was allowed."

Pei Shuyu peeled a lotus seed, removed the skin and put it in her mouth. The sweet taste filled her mouth.

She peeled another one and handed it to Ji Yan: "Try it?"

Ji Yan gathered the loose hair, leaned forward slightly, and held it in her mouth.

Qi Ying was even more disgusted: "Why is your expression suddenly so...wonderful?"

Pei Shuyu turned her back and said, "Go, go, go."

How could she know that when she fed Ji Yan the lotus seed, the other party not only bit the lotus seed, but also bit her fingertip, and even a soft finger touched her fingertip.

The temperature of the skin being touched is so hot that it is impossible to ignore.