Chapter 3 Chapter 3 Do you like to lean on others? ...
The studio was empty and so quiet that one could hear the sound of water droplets falling to the ground.
Pei Shuyu stared at the damaged painting.
Before Ji Yan could speak, she suddenly took a few big steps to the blackboard, pointed her finger at the corner of the drawing paper, and pulled it hard.
With a "rustle", the paper mixed with liquid was torn.
Pei Shuyu turned around. The painting being destroyed had completely wiped out her appetite. The brokenness in her eyes almost made her burst into tears. She forced a smile at Ji Yan: "You go eat at my table first. I'll go throw this away."
The dry colors spread when they came into contact with water, and Pei Shuyu's palms and the backs of her hands that were stuck to the drawing paper were stained with dirty colors.
Ji Yan looked up without answering. She looked around the studio and saw the red light on the surveillance camera in the corner. "Go to the principal's office and check the surveillance."
Coming out of the principal's office, Pei Shuyu's already drooping head drooped even more, as if he wished he could burrow into the ground like an ostrich.
The surveillance footage showed that shortly after they left, the two people who were originally painting in the studio also went out, but soon one of them came back, stood in front of several paintings on the blackboard, unscrewed the water cup and took a sip.
After a pause of about seven or eight seconds, the man's hand shook and a puddle of water fell directly onto the top painting.
Pei Shuyu was still holding the yogurt she had brought for someone else, and she jokingly mocked her for being a good person without any reward.
The listless atmosphere continued until the afternoon. Pei Shuyu had a stern face and an attitude of "don't disturb me if you are not available".
Ji Yan looked at her several times. Out of the corner of her eye, she caught the girl's gaze again. Pei Shuyu pouted and looked back: "Ji Yan, I'm not happy."
She had kept every completed draft of hers in a safe place, and this was the first time this had happened. She wanted to confront him directly, but reason pulled her back.
Let’s deal with it after school.
Ji Yan hummed softly and pinched her palm soothingly, with the indifference between her eyebrows that Pei Shuyu was familiar with.
No reaction at all.
Pei Shuyu got a little angry when she didn't receive any comfort. She shook off Ji Yan's hand and stirred the paintbrush with a crackling sound.
When Qi Ying arrived, Pei Shuyu was surrounded by a group of people. She went over and saw Pei Shuyu helping someone revise a painting.
There was only one class left before school was over. Qi Ying didn't plan to start over again, so she moved her drawing chair over and said, "Make some room for me." After finally squeezing in, she looked at the drawing that was almost finished and said, "Help me revise it later."
Pei Shuyu held the paintbrush and said, "Beg me."
Qi Ying took advantage of the color teacher's absence and punched Pei Shuyu, hooking her neck and pulling her into his arms: "Say it again."
Pei Shuyu was unable to resist and her body leaned back involuntarily, her breathing becoming difficult. "Qi Ying, this is how you approach asking others for help!"
"Hey, hey, hey, you guys can fight, but don't accidentally damage the painting I just modified."
"Don't hurt us by mistake."
Pei Shuyu almost leaned on Qi Ying's shoulder and laughed softly: "I am also a victim..."
She was playing with the people around her, and when she turned around, she saw Ji Yan, who was reading a book, standing behind her and Qi Ying.
Pei Shuyu felt a little guilty for some reason, and her smile faded a little: "Ji Yan, you..."
Ji Yan interrupted her calmly: "Student Qi, let me pass for a moment."
This aisle was completely blocked, and they were in the last row, so this was the only aisle to get out.
Qi Ying let go of Pei Shuyu and made way with the painted chair.
Ji Yan took a few steps and asked: "How long until school is over?"
Pei Shuyu glanced at her watch: "Half an hour."
Ji Yan retreated under everyone's puzzled gazes, curved her lips and said softly, "I wanted to go buy some water, let's wait until get out of class is over."
No one took this little episode seriously.
Qi Ying took advantage of the opportunity to push Pei Shuyu onto his drawing chair and said, "Help me revise it."
She turned around to grab Pei Shuyu's painting chair, but someone was faster than her. Before others gathered, Ji Yan pulled Pei Shuyu's painting chair and sat diagonally behind the person who was changing the painting.
Impartial and occupies the closest position.
After finishing the revisions five minutes before school was over, Pei Shuyu breathed a sigh of relief and fell back as usual, falling into Ji Yan's arms.
Unlike her fight with Qi Ying, Pei Shuyu's attention was focused on Ji Yan's face. She had taken her temper out on Ji Yan before class, and now she felt guilty and scared.
She was afraid that Ji Yan would be unhappy and ignore her.
Unfortunately, she was surrounded by people and couldn't bring herself to apologize in such a situation. She imitated Ji Yan and pinched her knuckles without making a sound.
Seeing Ji Yan's curved lips, Pei Shuyu felt like a huge rock was falling off his chest.
This matter is over.
But another thing has not yet been turned over.
Pei Shuyu went to the small supermarket at the painting school and bought two bottles of mineral water, one of which she handed to Ji Yan.
Didn’t she say she was going to buy some water? She actually bought it on her own initiative. Is there anyone who is as good at admitting their mistakes as she is?
The school bell rang, and everyone in the studio rushed out eager to go home.
Pei Shuyu unscrewed the bottle cap slowly and walked leisurely to the blackboard where a few paintings that had survived the disaster were hung.
Zhu Qi, who was sitting in front of the blackboard, saw her and said, "I've transferred the money for the yogurt at noon to your WeChat."
Pei Shuyu smiled and replied, "Got it." She casually glanced at Zhu Qi who was still painting, "Are you almost done?"
Zhu Qi said, "Once the shape is done and the highlights are applied, it's done."
Before they knew it, they were the only three people left in the studio. Zhu Qi felt something was wrong and asked curiously, "Aren't you leaving yet?"
Pei Shuyu smiled but said nothing.
After Zhu Qi finished highlighting the last object, Pei Shuyu tilted his arm, and suddenly, a stream of water splashed out from the other side at a faster speed.
The wet picture was washed by the water and turned into a blur in an instant.
Pei Shuyu looked at the culprit in shock.
How could someone be faster than her?
The instigator simply glanced at the remaining half bottle of water. Faced with the incredulous looks of Pei Shuyu and Zhu Qi, he smiled and said, "Sorry, my hands are shaking."
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On the way back to school, Ji Yan took a sip of the little water left: "Are you still angry?"
Pei Shuyu, coming back to her senses from the unexpected incident, thought of Zhu Qi's green face and released some of the anger that had been suppressed in her heart for the whole afternoon: "Angry."
Ji Yan sighed: "Later..."
Pei Shuyu was indignant: "If I had known you wanted water to pour on that, I wouldn't have bought the mineral water." She held up two fingers distressedly, "What a waste of two yuan."
Ji Yan: "..." She turned her eyes away.
"I'm still a little angry." Pei Shuyu suddenly slowed down her voice. She looked up at the slowly moving clouds in the sky, and the smile in her words was blocked. "Actually, I can guess why Zhu Qi threw my painting."
Their school liked to publish rankings, with the top 200 students from the general education classes listed. That was the art class's first monthly art exam, and all the art scores, ranked from highest to lowest, were posted on a red plaque in front of the teaching building.
Pei Shuyu stretched lazily. "In the last monthly art exam, she scored very high in both sketching and quick drawing, but her coloring didn't even pass the standard, dragging her overall score down. Plus, not long ago, the provincial high school entrance exam results came out, and a senior student who was similar to her also wasn't good at coloring, so she was ranked outside the top 2,000 in the province. After she found out, she's been on edge. My paintings are really stimulating every time they're hung in front of her."
"But what does this have to do with me? Why did she throw my painting?"
To Pei Shuyu's surprise, Ji Yan actually arrived before her. In her impression, Ji Yan was always aloof and indifferent, and it was rare to see her so concerned about things other than herself.
I think he was very angry when he took action this time.
But why was Ji Yan so angry? Pei Shuyu couldn't figure it out.
She gently tugged at Ji Yan's sleeve and asked tentatively, "What about you?"
Ji Yan was silent for a moment: "I thought you would handle it with care."
Pei Shuyu blinked, and it took a moment for her to understand Ji Yan's implication. If it were anything else, she might have done as Ji Yan said and handled it with care.
But this time it was different. She studied art purely because she liked it. How could she remain indifferent when something she loved and cherished was destroyed?
She turned around and coaxed Ji Yan: "Okay, don't be angry, I didn't mean to shake your hand."
Going around in circles and back to the starting point.
Ji Yan smiled and suddenly asked, "Do you like leaning on others?"
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There's a small path between the school and the school. On art days, many people rush through it to save time, but on Saturdays, there are almost no people in the alley.
Pei Shuyu's school uniform jacket was open, one hand resting on her waist, the other hand holding her phone, her fingertips sliding from time to time: "I ordered two cups of milk tea, it will be almost ready when we get to the school gate."
Pei Shuyu grabbed some milk tea and followed Ji Yan to the first shift.
Pei Shuyu didn't know many people, and they were all close to Ji Yan. Of course, there were exceptions.
For example, there was a person sitting one row away from Ji Yan, and at this moment, a pair of eyes were staring at them.
Seeing his shifty look, Pei Shuyu's suppressed anger suddenly surged up: "Ji Yao, are you sick? What are you looking at?"
She had disliked Ji Yao's family ever since she could remember, and she didn't know why. When she ran into them when she went to Ji Yan's house to play as a child, she pulled Ji Yan into the bedroom and locked the door.
After a few times, little Ji Yan also realized that Pei Shuyu disliked Ji Yao's family, and would take Pei Shuyu away from them every time.
Later, Ji Yan's parents died unexpectedly, and Ji Yao's family clung to him like a dog-skin plaster, taking advantage of Ji Yan's young age to eat and take things from him.
From that time on, Ji Yan's temperament became increasingly cold.
Pei Shuyu later concluded: Ji Yao's family didn't look like normal people, so she instinctively didn't like them.
The rest of the class turned their attention to him. Ji Yao, who was called out by name, blushed and said, "You came to our class and scolded me? Who's the one with the problem?"
Pei Shuyu was already annoyed with him and was about to continue scolding him when Ji Yan gently pulled him back.
Ji Yan's expression remained unchanged as she unfolded the paper she had completed when she went to the studio: "Pei Shuyu."
Pei Shuyu turned off the engine in a hoarse voice.
Ji Yan tilted her head towards Ji Yao, a hint of warning flashing in her eyes, and said nonchalantly, "The monthly exam is almost here."
Ji Yao's expression changed, and he called out flatteringly, "Sister, I won't disturb you. You guys chat, you guys chat. I'm going to go outside for a walk."
He ran away in a flash. Pei Shuyu was curious: "What's wrong with him? Is he scared by the monthly exam?"
Why did Ji Yao react so strongly? She remembered that Ji Yao's grades seemed pretty good, otherwise he wouldn't have been assigned to Class 1. Was he really that afraid of the monthly exam?
She hasn't said anything about her grades yet.
Ji Yan pulled her head back: "Take care of yourself first. I did your math test this afternoon."
Art students need to focus on both art and academic subjects, and must reach the passing score for both. The training is the watershed. Before the training, the focus is on academic subjects. After the training begins and until the provincial unified examination, the focus is on art.
After the provincial unified examination, I devoted myself to the academic subjects.
Before this, Ji Yan had already made plans for Pei Shuyu.
Pei Shuyu's goal was to get into an art school, so her academic scores were naturally high. Art students' weaknesses were undoubtedly math and English. Pei Shuyu's English wasn't bad, but her math was truly worrying.
Hearing that Ji Yan was working on her own paper, Pei Shuyu's bright features lit up and she smiled and leaned over, "Sister, you're so nice."
The light scent of orange wafted by. Ji Yan expressionlessly pushed against the side of Pei Shuyu's face, gently pushing her away. However, she seemed to have no strength left and could not push her away. "I've gone through all the questions. I'll go to your class tonight and teach you."
Pei Shuyu insisted: "You've already written it, and you want me to write it again."
Ji Yan: "What do you think?"
Ji Yan's questions always had a certain intimidating power, especially when she uttered those three words. Her almond-shaped eyes narrowed slightly, her facial lines tensed, and her features appeared much more stern.
At this time, the best choice is to follow Ji Yan's temper and listen to her.
Pei Shuyu sat up straight: "Okay, everything will be up to classmate Ji."
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