Chapter 22 Chapter 22 I'm here with you.
Pei Shuyu stood on the steps at a distance of two or three meters, looking up at the girl who was looking down at her.
The light at the stairs overlapped with the light coming through the corner of the corridor. Ji Yan turned her back to the light, and her facial features were coated with a soft hue.
She held onto the handrail and descended, her tall figure casting a long shadow. "It's so dim here, aren't you afraid of damaging your eyes?"
Pei Shuyu is proud of her eyesight. She uses electronic products intensively during the holidays and does not pay attention to her eye habits on weekdays, but she shows no signs of myopia.
Sometimes when people ask me about it, I look so proud.
Just like now, Pei Shuyu came back to his senses from a brief trance. He imitated the way people with glasses do, pushed up the non-existent lenses on his nose, and said with a smile: "My eyesight is too good, what should I do?"
Ji Yan didn't say anything, but tilted her head, her eyes naturally falling on what Pei Shuyu was holding.
There were several curled-up papers clamped on the rectangular board, and scattered on the ground were paper balls that had been discarded by the owner and had not been picked up yet.
She bent down, picked up one of the paper balls and unfolded it.
The first thing that comes into view are the sloppily sketched lines, with two small figures simply summarized by their shapes, and the surrounding scene is equally sloppily and simply drawn, but it can be seen that it is a grassland.
She picked up another ball of paper and unfolded it.
It is a picture of different postures and scenes.
It can be seen that the owner of the painting did not intend to use these and did not refine these drafts.
But why did Pei Shuyu draw these? Ji Yan wanted to look at the painting on the drawing board, but the person in front of her subconsciously hid it.
Ji Yan's hand hovered for a few seconds, then he retracted it, pretending to be calm: "Starting to practice scene sketching?"
Pei Shuyu realized that she had reacted too quickly the moment Ji Yan withdrew her hand. She had originally wanted to ask Ji Yan's opinion and make adjustments.
She licked her lips and handed over a few papers: "Which one do you like?"
Ji Yan raised an eyebrow: "Hmm?"
Pei Shuyu choked up. She wanted to give Ji Yan a surprise, but if she told her directly, the surprise would lose its meaning.
But she only showed the painting to Ji Yan alone, without saying that it was for making subsequent model figures. Would Ji Yan misunderstand that she wanted to draw a double-female lead picture for the two of them?
Last time, Ji Yan ignored her for several days because of this incident.
Pei Shuyu was confused and hesitant.
Seeing that she didn't answer, Ji Yan directly passed over a few pieces of paper and flipped through them to look at the outlines and some details of the drawings that had already appeared on them.
"These are two cute little figures I designed," Pei Shuyu said quickly, "but I haven't thought of the poses and scenes for them yet. Could you give me some reference?"
It was indeed a Q version. Ji Yan's eyes flashed with understanding: "Did you take the order?"
Pei Shuyu said, "I just drew it for fun."
Ji Yan: "In that case, let's draw the scene you taught me to sketch last time. I think it's quite suitable."
Pei Shuyu exclaimed in disbelief.
Ji Yan looked at her doubtfully: "Isn't it okay? I really like the scene at that time. If I draw it for fun, it's okay to draw that kind of thing."
She continued calmly, "And if it's a chibi version, no one would guess it's based on you and me."
I see.
Pei Shuyu understood why Ji Yan was willing to be a reference this time.
Because it won't be discovered.
But it’s also good this way. Now that I know what Ji Yan likes, I can directly draw the three views.
She agreed: "Okay."
Class 10 was in an uproar, and from time to time one could hear two loud voices while standing there.
Pei Shuyu glanced at the white wall and didn't plan to go back to class, so he continued painting here.
She sat back down and saw Ji Yan still standing beside her. She couldn't help but ask with a smile, "You're still studying now. Aren't you going back to class?"
Class 1 is taught by the principal himself and is strictly managed, unlike the art class which is so loose.
Ji Yan squatted beside Pei Shuyu, the shadows of the people around her fell on her, and the light gathered on her became dimmer.
Pei Shuyu's nose was filled with the faint scent of shampoo. She glanced to the side, and Ji Yan's long and curled eyelashes and face were reflected in her pupils.
I feel my heart beating faster for some reason.
Maybe he's tired from painting, Pei Shuyu thought.
Ji Yan said indifferently, "The teacher has gone to a meeting." She changed the subject, "Besides, I will stay here to serve as a reference for you."
Pei Shuyu underlined: "I remember what happened at that time."
Ji Yan asked, "Do you remember the details?"
Pei Shuyu nodded slowly, uncertainly: "I should remember."
Ji Yan smiled: "It's okay, I'm here with you."
She raised her head to look at the light bulb at the corner, then pulled Pei Shuyu to a street light in front of the teaching building.
The lights here are much brighter.
Pei Shuyu was pushed by Ji Yan to sit on the curb.
Ji Yan said, "Don't paint in dimly lit areas in the future. It's bad for your eyes." Her fingertips touched Pei Shuyu's eyes lightly, then quickly moved away. "Even if you have good eyesight, you can't do this."
Pei Shuyu only felt a breeze blowing across her eyelids, and felt a slight coolness when it touched them.
Without suspecting anything, Pei Shuyu responded briskly, "I know. I'll be more careful next time."
If you don't pay attention, Ji Yan won't know.
The halo of the street lamp covered the two people who were getting closer and closer. Pei Shuyu recalled the scene of that day, and the tip of the pen turned between his fingertips.
Lines appear one by one, then become more refined, and the characters and scenes become initially visible.
Ji Yan leaned his forehead against Pei Shuyu's shoulder, lightly resting it on the thin fabric, and gently tugged at the hanging corner of the clothes with his fingers.
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