Chapter 33 Chapter 33 I got some real sugar
Pei Shuyu licked the tip of his teeth. The hard charcoal rested on the knuckle of his index finger. His thumb, which rested on the pen body, was so tight that a crescent of white appeared on the fingertip.
As if she had found a way out of the depression in her heart, she turned around suddenly and came face to face with Ji Yan. But when their eyes met, her body went numb and her words got stuck in her throat.
After a moment, she bent her back dejectedly. When she raised her head again, there was an undisguised look of grievance on her face: "You isolated me."
Ji Yan: “No.”
She unlocked her phone and handed it over.
Pei Shuyu is pinned to the top of the WeChat interface, and further down are the latest group chat messages.
In the group chat, Hua Yu's name and message were displayed prominently.
Just touch your finger and click in to see the specific chat content.
Ji Yan said gently, "You can watch it anytime."
Pei Shuyu slowly shifted her gaze over, then glanced at Ji Yan's face. She raised her hand to push the phone back and sat up straight. "I won't watch it. There's definitely nothing interesting to see."
Her mood turned from gloomy to bright because of Ji Yan's actions.
Ji Yan: "Okay."
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The next afternoon, just as the bell rang, the sketching teacher appeared at the studio door and said, "Move your chairs and go to Studio 2 to see the sample paintings."
Studio No. 5 and Studio No. 2 have the same color teacher and sketching teacher, and the two studios have a very good relationship.
When Pei Shuyu went over with two folding chairs, the two teachers were standing next to the trash can at the door of Studio No. 2.
The color teacher put the toe of her shoe on the edge of the trash can: "I don't know what the point of doing all this suddenly is."
The sketching teacher held the stick against his lower back, stretching his gray-blue T-shirt. "You're new here, so this class won't be a big deal. By the way, what kind of sample drawing are you doing?"
The color teacher uttered two words: "Color."
The sketching teacher pretended to understand: "Oh, I'm doing color samples in the studio you lead."
Pei Shuyu walked slowly and was hit on the head twice when he stretched his ears to eavesdrop.
The sketching teacher raised his chin and placed his teaching stick on Pei Shuyu's shoulder: "Are you eavesdropping on the teacher?"
Teachers will pay more attention to students with good grades and good temperament.
Pei Shuyu raised her hands innocently: "I was just passing by. If you don't believe me, ask Ji Yan."
Ji Yan followed her slowly and stopped at this moment.
The curtains of Studio No. 2 have been drawn, and it is pitch black inside. The projector slowly moves downwards. A wooden easel stands diagonally to the side, and further in front is a box of brand new paints.
Three teachers came down from upstairs. The sketching teacher tilted his head and said, "You two go in."
She and the color teacher went up to greet them and exchanged pleasantries with the three teachers who came down.
Pei Shuyu turned her head and took a look. All three of them were unfamiliar faces. She thought that two of them were new teachers in Studio No. 7, and the other one was here to paint a sample picture.
She has no impression.
In Studio No. 2, people who knew each other squeezed together, while those who didn't know each other sat at the back of the studio.
As soon as Pei Shuyu entered, someone she knew from Studio 2 waved to her to come over. She shook her head and pointed to the back, indicating that she should sit there.
Seeing this, Qi Ying said something to the person next to him and moved the folding chair to the back.
Pei Shuyu had just sat down when several teachers outside the studio came in.
The front door of the studio was closed, and several teachers stood in front of the projector. The white light shone on their faces, which looked abrupt and funny.
The color teacher clapped his hands and said, "An Jing, this is a teacher from the provincial capital. The color book we copied before was created by this teacher. Today he is visiting our art school to make a sample painting for us. Everyone, please give him a round of applause to welcome him."
Pei Shuyu followed suit and clapped a few times.
Qi Ying whispered, "No, I'm dying of laughter. Those two must be the newcomers to Studio 7, right? Why are their hairstyles so funny? Cockscomb haircuts, huh?"
The second teacher on the right has his hair shaved off on both sides of his ears, with a fold on top, and a small braid tied at the back of his head. It's so strange when you see it for the first time.
The teacher next to him had her hair combed meticulously and was spraying hairspray on it like crazy.
Qi Ying covered her mouth and said, "The people in Studio 7 are too tight-lipped. Don't they even smile?"
She laughed so hard that she fell backwards. Pei Shuyu glanced at her and said, "Don't fall on me."
Qi Ying fell to the other side.
After the introduction, the man sat down and began to draw a sample, with a picture of the actual object pasted next to him.
The main object is a kettle.
For the metal body, you need to draw the metal texture of the kettle and also pay attention to the reflection of the object on the kettle.
The people sitting in the back have already opened the game and formed a team.
Pei Shuyu lay in Ji Yan's arms, as if watching a movie. Hanging from the surrounding walls were several ropes, clipped to them were students' excellent drawings, most of which were sketches.
"The sketches in Studio No. 2 are pretty good." Pei Shuyu said.
Ji Yan: "I don't know."
She didn't know much about these things. In her eyes, every painting was similar and looked pretty good.
If there wasn't Pei Shuyu's painting for comparison.
Pei Shuyu took advantage of her thighs and smiled: "What do you think of me?"
She leaned very close, hiding a sly smile: "What do you think of my painting?"
This person did it on purpose.
Ji Yan: "It should be good."
"It's not "should", it's "must." Pei Shuyu lay back contentedly, and the projector projected Teacher Fan Hua's steps.
It was similar to the color teacher's sample paintings on weekdays. Pei Shuyu suspected that the art school wanted to promote itself, so they had to invite teachers from outside to come after such a big change this year.
Bian Mengfan suddenly said, "The color teacher and the sketching teacher are out."
In the darkness, two teachers emerged from the back. The gamers behind them became even more brazen.
A repeater from Studio 2 who knew Bian Mengfan said, "You can't stand these teachers. The color teacher looked unhappy this morning."
Pei Shuyu was quite interested in these things and joined in chatting with the two senior students.
As they chatted, Bian Mengfan noticed the person she was leaning against: "Oh, you're not an art student, are you?"
Pei Shuyu was stunned for a moment, then looked at Ji Yan and answered for her: "Yes, she came to accompany me."
Bian Mengfan said with emotion: "Then you two have a good relationship. How many days can I stay with you?"
Pei Shuyu: "A whole training camp."
Bian Mengfan was stunned: "Huh?"
The training camp lasted for more than fifty days. How boring it would be for non-art students to stay here. The relationship between these two people is so good.
Her surprised look made Pei Shuyu laugh: "Is there a problem?"
Bian Mengfan shook his head.
Qi Ying covered her lips with her hands, smiling like an auntie: "Senior, you don't understand."
Pei Shuyu smiled and squeezed into Ji Yan's arms, one leg crossed over Ji Yan's leg, and asked with interest: "What don't you understand? I don't seem to understand either."
Qi Ying smiled mysteriously, simulated the action of zipping up, and closed his mouth.
When Fan Hua was halfway through, Ji Yan's phone vibrated. It was Ruan Zhuangjing calling.
She handed the phone to Pei Shuyu, who stood up and asked Ji Yan to leave.
"Tell me," Ji Yan had just left when Pei Shuyu put her arm around Qi Ying's neck. "Qi Ying, you're my good friend. You wouldn't be hiding anything from me, would you?"
The moment Pei Shuyu came up to her, Qi Ying's smile froze. Afraid that she would explode, she propped herself up with her arms and asked, "What am I hiding from you?"
Pei Shuyu didn't intend to find a breakthrough from Ji Yan. The other party was too tight-lipped and too eloquent.
After all, Hua Yu was not in the same studio as her, so it would not be convenient for her to go there specially.
Qi Ying is not a talkative person, so he can easily get the information he wants from here.
Qi Ying secretly said that it was not good and pretended to be stupid: "What are you talking about?"
Pei Shuyu raised an eyebrow and read out the name of the group chat: "Dinner Team."
Qi Ying was shocked, it was indeed this matter.
Pei Shuyu added, "You and Hua Yu are both inside."
Qi Ying felt a chill down his spine: "You know?"
Pei Shuyu thought thoughtfully: "Should it be?"
Qi Ying closed his eyes tightly, raised three fingers and swore, "Listen to my explanation. I have no intention of betraying you. Ji Yan said that as long as you prevent others from approaching you when she is not around, Hua Yu and I will be allowed to knock you down."
She said sincerely: "You know, the training camp is a long journey. It's so sad to have no sweets."
She blurted it out all at once, completely unaware of Pei Shuyu's stiff features and his reluctance to speak.
Qi Ying hurriedly asked, "Did Ji Yan tell you everything?"
Pei Shuyu moved her lips, retracted her arm, and looked at the projector. The light on the instrument kept flashing.
Qi Ying felt something was wrong, but since Pei Shuyu knew about the group chat "Let's Eat at the Table Team" and knew that she and Hua Yu were in it, it made sense.
She turned to Pei Shuyu and said, "Speak."
Pei Shuyu didn't answer but asked, "What do you mean by knocking on us?"
What does it mean to prevent others from getting close to Ji Yan when she is not around?
Pei Shuyu's head was almost a mess.
Hidden emotions began to sprout, and she held the soft back of the folding chair and looked towards the open door of the studio.
Ji Yan came in after answering the phone.
Qi Ying stared eagerly but didn't get an answer from Pei Shuyu. He stood up and tried to find Ji Yan, but Pei Shuyu held him back: "She didn't tell me."
Qi Ying: "What?"
Pei Shuyu pursed her lips, half smiling, "I said, she didn't tell me this," she shrugged, "you told me all this."
Qi Ying was speechless.
After a few breaths, she said, "I'll go, Pei Shuyu, you're trying to trick me."
Pei Shuyu laughed like a cat: "How can you say that? You are the one pouring tofu out of a bamboo tube."
Qi Ying: "No, then how do you know about that group chat?"
Pei Shuyu: "I was playing with Ji Yan's phone when your message popped up."
Ji Yan walked through the crowd of people who were blocking each other's way.
Seeing her approach, Pei Shuyu quickly said, "You guys keep your mouth shut, don't tell Ji Yan that I know about this."
Qi Ying wanted to ask something, but Ji Yan had already walked up to her, so she could only suppress her curiosity.
What does "you guys do your thing" mean? This means that she agrees with her and Hua Yu to have some fun.
Wait a minute, if both parties agree to it, then isn’t that real sugar?
Qi Ying quickly picked up his phone and sent a message to Hua Yu.
"What did my mother say?" Pei Shuyu asked.
Ji Yan said: "She said she won't be back for two months and asked us to take care of ourselves."
Pei Shuyu said "Oh" and lay back in Ji Yan's arms.
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