Chapter 18 Chapter 18 I don't want to move
The last class before the May Day holiday was taught by the homeroom teacher. Before the bell rang, the people around Pei Shuyu had already packed up their things and were ready to run away.
Pei Shuyu hid her phone in a book. She wanted to send a message to Ji Yan, but was afraid that the other party's phone was not on silent mode. She scratched her head and swiped the screen casually.
She sent a message to the class group: [Does anyone know what class this is for Class 1?]
Shortly after the message was sent, Pei Shuyu noticed several gazes and raised her head.
Qi Ying, who was sitting in another group, gave her a thumbs-up and mouthed, "Great."
Pei Shuyu was confused: "What?"
Qi Ying pointed to the hole in the table: "Wrong group."
After finishing the chapter, the class teacher, who was about to leave the get out of class, saw the phone light up on the podium. She paused for two seconds to see the specific content on the screen. Her face darkened and she tapped the table: "Pei Shuyu, give me twenty more sketches from your holiday. Everyone else, leave the get out of class."
Pei Shuyu: "..."
Most people in the class were as confused as Pei Shuyu until they opened their phones and saw the message pop up in the message bar.
Hua Yu patted Pei Shuyu's shoulder and said, "You're really good. You asked directly in the group chat. You almost told Ban Jie in person that you hid your phone."
Pei Shuyu: "..."
Class 10 has two groups, one was created by the head teacher and the other is for students to chat privately.
The names of the two groups were similar, so Pei Shuyu didn't pay attention and directly sent the message to the group where the class teacher was.
Qi Ying: "Tsk tsk tsk, twenty sketches, plus the original, a total of forty. I wish you good luck."
Hua Yu: "Then I won't ask you to play games for the next three days. Just focus on painting."
Pei Shuyu hung up his schoolbag, his mind wandering away, and left a sentence: "Friendship is over."
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Class 1 was in the middle of a late session, and Pei Shuyu waited outside the classroom for a few minutes.
After most people had left, Pei Shuyu reluctantly went in and helped Ji Yan organize the books.
Ji Yan didn't even raise her head: "I'll stay in school."
Pei Shuyu paused for a moment, then said weakly, "It's a three-day holiday. There's no one at school. It's not safe for you to be here alone."
Ji Yan raised her eyes.
Pei Shuyu pursed her lips and stammered, "A lot of people have gone home for the holidays. You'll be scared if you're here alone at night."
Ji Yan tilted her head and nodded at the girl who was sitting nearby doing homework: "Someone in my dorm is staying in school."
Pei Shuyu moved her lips, leaned forward, and lowered her voice: "I'm scared at home alone."
After she finished speaking, without waiting for Ji Yan to speak, she pointed her right index finger and middle finger at the table, imitating walking, and quickly came to Ji Yan's hand hanging on the table, then bent her knuckles and knocked the second knuckle on the table, repeatedly knocking it several times.
This was Pei Shuyu's usual way of apologizing. Every time Ji Yan was angry and refused to communicate, Pei Shuyu would silently seek peace in this way.
With her hands held down, Pei Shuyu started her second move. She raised her wet eyes and stared at Ji Yan aggrievedly, wishing she could shed a few tears in the next second.
Ji Yan turned her head and looked away: "I know."
After hearing these three words, Pei Shuyu secretly breathed a sigh of relief and quietly released the hand that was pinching his thigh.
It delayed them a bit, and the latest bus outside the school was packed with people. Pei Shuyu spotted the new bus with sharp eyes, and dragged Ji Yan along, rushing to get on the bus as soon as it stopped.
A group of students rushed in from behind.
Pei Shuyu pulled Ji Yan to sit in the middle back seat, covered her mouth and nose, frowned, and opened the corresponding car window.
The smell of gasoline and the mixed smells of the crowd as she entered made her feel nauseous.
Seeing her distress, Ji Yan said, "Get out of the car."
Pei Shuyu shook her head, eyes wide open: "It's such a hard-earned position."
Moreover, she deliberately chose to take the bus back, of course with her own little thoughts.
The air conditioning in the car was on full blast, and after getting used to the smell, Pei Shuyu closed the window and said, "Besides, it's so crowded, we can't get out."
As if to prove her words, the car started moving, and those who had lost their balance stumbled backwards, causing the people behind them to move backwards as well.
Ji Yan said "hmm" and turned his head to look outside the car, not wanting to say anything more.
Pei Shuyu bit her lower lip and closed her eyes.
The car was speeding up, occasionally braking suddenly. Pei Shuyu swallowed and muttered, "It's so uncomfortable."
There was no movement from the people beside her. Pei Shuyu secretly opened her eyes a little and tilted her head towards Ji Yan's ear: "I feel dizzy."
There was another sudden brake, and the person standing next to Pei Shuyu and playing with his mobile phone was pushed forward a little by inertia, shaking and supporting the back of the seat where Pei Shuyu was sitting.
Pei Shuyu was caught off guard and his forehead hit the back of the chair in front of him, making a "bang" sound.
This time it was really uncomfortable, Pei Shuyu supported his forehead.
Ji Yan turned her head, and Pei Shuyu could see clearly the earphones hanging on Ji Yan's ears.
Ji Yan took off her headphones and asked in a low voice, "Do you want to change seats?"
A window seat can make motion sickness feel a little better.
Pei Shuyu shook her head and tilted her head to rest on Ji Yan's shoulder, her brows still furrowed. "Let me lean on you for a moment," she complained. "This driver's driving skills are terrible. He keeps braking suddenly, and it's shaking uncomfortably."
Normally, she doesn't get carsick, but the smell in this car was a bit strong, and the speed of the car's stop-and-go movement made it too much for her.
Pei Shuyu: "I accidentally sent a message to the wrong group today, and my class teacher punished me by making me draw twenty sketches."
Seeing her face turn pale, Ji Yan handed her the other earphone and whispered softly, "What's the news?"
Pei Shuyu twitched the corners of her mouth and said nonchalantly, "I want to know what class your class has this time. Luckily it's Lao Liao's class; he always stays late, so you can't hide from me."
Her head kept shaking back and forth, and Ji Yan hugged her body: "I'm not hiding from you."
Pei Shuyu didn't believe it: "Oh."
Ji Yan pressed her thigh: "Does it hurt?"
Pei Shuyu felt guilty. In order to appear pitiful in front of Ji Yan, she pinched her thigh hard to force out a few tears.
Of course, this kind of thing cannot be admitted: "No."
Several sudden brakes made Pei Shuyu lose her temper. Ji Yan circled her to prevent her from moving forward uncontrollably and crashing into something.
After getting off the train, Pei Shuyu took a deep breath of fresh air and squatted awkwardly at the edge of the platform.
Ji Yan squatted down, took out a bottle of mineral water from somewhere, supported Pei Shuyu's back, and fed her a few sips: "Are you feeling better?"
Pei Shuyu smiled a smile that was uglier than crying: "I won't take this bus again."
Ji Yan helped her up and took the remaining half bottle of water in her hand: "Don't talk anymore, we still have to walk another kilometer or two later."
Pei Shuyu: "..."
She was really out of her mind. She had originally planned to pretend to be carsick to get close to Ji Yan, but not only did she feel uncomfortable all the way, she also had to walk another kilometer or two.
She felt her vision darken: "Let's take a taxi."
Ji Yan refused calmly: "Can you smell gasoline or some mixed smell when you're like this?"
Pei Shuyu refused to give up: "Let's ride a shared bike. Take me with you."
Ji Yan glanced at her phone and said, "One person, one bike. We can't violate traffic regulations, but you're not in a good condition to ride a bike."
Pei Shuyu completely gave up hope, his head hung low, his back bent.
The sketchpad hanging on his arm was taken away.
Ji Yan changed his hand and helped Pei Shuyu sit on the bench in front of the bus stop. He gripped the edge of the sketchpad and fanned it slightly.
She glanced at the sky and said, "We'll go back when you calm down."
Pei Shuyu's hair on her forehead was blown away by the wind, and she nodded weakly: "Okay."
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When he got home, Pei Shuyu fell face down on the sofa like a dehydrated fish.
Ji Yan changed her shoes at the entrance. Seeing her like this, she borrowed the red banner behind Studio 5 and said to her, "Your current state is very similar to the dead fish you painted."
Pei Shuyu turned over and said, "My fish drawings have never been told by my teacher to be rigid. Your statement is not valid."
She actually didn't feel that bad anymore, but she wasn't sure about Ji Yan's attitude, and was wavering between pretending and not pretending.
Ji Yan leaned against the table holding a glass of water, his eyes occasionally glancing at the person on the sofa.
The atmosphere suddenly became too quiet. Pei Shuyu licked her lower lip and covered her stomach: "Ji Yan, my stomach hurts."
Ji Yan glanced at her and threw her a bag of bread.
Pei Shuyu: "..."
Forget it, no need to pretend.
She didn't go to the cafeteria for lunch, so her stomach was indeed aching from hunger.
She had just taken two bites of the bread when a glass of warm water was handed to her. The person who handed it to her didn't see that she didn't take it, so he placed it directly on the glass table in front of the sofa and said, "Let's put this matter behind us. Let's end it here."
She was talking about something that happened a few days ago that made their relationship delicate.
Pei Shuyu moved her lips, but didn't dare mention the painting again.
For dinner, Pei's parents were not at home, so the two ordered takeout.
It was said to be a three-day holiday, but it was actually only two and a half days if you cut off the beginning and the end. Plus, I was punished to draw twenty sketches, so the time was compressed layer by layer.
After dinner, Pei Shuyu packed up the lunch boxes and changed the note in the class group that did not have the head teacher. After confirming it again and again, she sent a message for help.
Pei Shuyu: [Jianghu needs help, who has extra sketches?]
Hua Yu: [No, next one.]
Qi Ying: [No, next one +1]
Wang Xue: [Everyone draws differently, so the class teacher will probably notice.]
Sketching lines require changes in weight, speed, and speed. Everyone's lines are different. After all, I'm teaching an art class, and I've seen a lot, so I can naturally tell one thing or another.
Pei Shuyu sent a crying emoticon.
Qi Ying: [But the class teacher didn't specify any specific requirements, so I just muddled through it, added some pleats, and the shadow was gone.]
Zhang Yi: [Your Studio 5 is progressing so quickly, have you already finished the complete figure? Our Studio 2 is currently only working on the outline.]
Qi Ying: [I was wrong. Pei Shuyu is the only one who's progressing so fast. Mind your own business.jpg]
Hua Yu: [You're wasting my energy. @Pei Shuyu, please draw a few pictures for me to make it up to me.]
Looking at the animated emoticons sent by Qi Ying, Pei Shuyu was stunned for a moment, and suddenly realized that he was overthinking.
Not only other people, but even she herself agreed that what Sister Ban said meant was to draw twenty complete character sketches.
However, according to the overall progress of each studio, there is no need to draw a finished draft.
The workload dropped suddenly.
Pei Shuyu: [@Zhang Yi thanks for the reminder, good person. @Hua Yu, it's dark now, I can't daydream.]
Hua Yu poked Pei Shuyu's profile picture.
Hua Yu: [So are you still playing games?]
Pei Shuyu's mood brightened, and she typed quickly: [We'll talk about it later.]
Ji Yan came out of the bathroom after taking a shower. Drops of water rolled down her long hair from time to time, and she was wiping it with a towel.
When she looked up, she saw a person sitting awkwardly on the sofa, holding a mobile phone with a big smile on his face. She slowed down the movement of drying her hair.
Noticing the person coming, Pei Shuyu didn't have time to hide his smile and said loudly: "Ji Yan, I..."
Just as she was about to tell the girl the good news, she changed her mind, forced herself to hold back, and changed her words: "I'm going to take a shower."
Ji Yan's eyebrows jumped, he glanced at Pei Shuyu's phone, turned sideways and said "hmm".
When Pei Shuyu came out, Ji Yan was just putting down the hair dryer.
The girl tidied up her slightly messy long hair, looked at the person in the mirror, and then handed the hair dryer back.
Ji Yan: "The hair oil is on the table."
The person approaching from behind didn't take it, but pushed her elbow and put his arm on her shoulder.
Ji Yan tilted her head, seeing through the person in front of her thoughts, and asked knowingly, "What are you doing?"
Pei Shuyu said as if it was normal: "Help me blow dry my hair."
That matter was over, which meant that her relationship with Ji Yan returned to what it was before.
It wouldn't be too much to help her blow dry her hair like we usually do.
Seeing that the person in front of her didn't move, Pei Shuyu coaxed herself a little closer, her tall figure slightly bent, lowered her head, smoothed her wet hair, and used her usual coquettish tone: "I don't want to move."
The aroma of shampoo mixed with the damp steam came over her. Ji Yan leaned against the sink with her lower back. After a few seconds, she heard her own voice: "Come closer."
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