Chapter 34 You are shaking
When the sample painting was almost finished, the color teacher and the sketching teacher came in.
When the people playing games around Pei Shuyu saw that the teacher who was drawing the sample picture had already started to highlight the picture, they all ended the game and sat up straight.
Only Pei Shuyu was like a boneless person, not even moving his body.
She looked up and gently tapped Ji Yan's chin with her finger: "It's almost over, but there's still some time before school is over."
Ji Yan had stayed in the studio for some time and knew a little about the similar arrangements in Studio No. 5.
She bent her legs to prevent the person in her arms from slipping out: "Are you trying to slack off?"
When Teacher Fan Hua placed the brushes in the bucket, Pei Shuyu sat up and kicked her legs forward. The folding chair and herself moved back a little, landing next to Ji Yan. "Not necessarily. It looks like the teacher has something else to say."
Qi Ying leaned half of his body over, his ears erect, his eyes seemingly looking at the model painting on the screen, but in fact his peripheral vision kept glancing at the two of them.
Pei Shuyu pushed her over calmly.
This guy is almost squinting.
Pei Shuyu: "Guess what it is?"
Ji Yan thought for a moment: "Selling books?"
When I was in elementary school, there was a similar situation. A man in a suit was talking eloquently, which made the people under the podium feel emotional layer by layer. Then it was time to sell books.
However, is this also popular among art students now?
Pei Shuyu couldn't help laughing: "You are so good at guessing."
Ji Yan adjusted her sitting position and asked, "What do you think it is?"
Several teachers in front of the projector were talking in low voices. After a while, a teacher from Studio 7 took two steps forward, while the person who was doing the demonstration painting crossed his fingers in front of his abdomen, waiting with his head held high.
Before Pei Shuyu could speak, a voice cut her off: "Are you going to tell me about the glory of the teacher in the middle?"
Pei Shuyu laughed dumbly: "Smart."
In the following time, as the two had guessed, there were big things like traveling around the country to give demonstrations and the sales of the books they wrote, as well as small things like the latest plans.
As long as he is not in class or drawing, the students will come to support him, and the applause will continue throughout the meal.
Just before the bell rang, the studio door was pushed open.
He is the principal of the art school.
The person who was talking so eloquently said goodbye to the students with reluctance.
Qi Ying asked, "Did the principal come to call them for dinner?"
Bian Mengfan had just finished chatting with friends from other studios, so he chimed in, "That seems to be the case. This morning, the teacher is doing sample paintings for Studios 1 and 7, with the main subject being a red wine bottle. I heard they'll be doing them for the remaining three studios tonight, but I don't know which studio they'll be going to."
Pei Shuyu interrupted: "Three color drafts in one day?"
Bian Mengfan said, "Not only that, but what he said after he finished painting was exactly the same as what he said when he finished the sample painting this morning. I almost suspected he had memorized it."
Pei Shuyu laughed and didn't say anything else.
Only after most of the people squeezed in behind had left did she slowly walk back, chatting with the people around her.
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This city always has a lot of rain in the summer. During the evening class in mid-July, there was a loud thunder, and without giving people time to react, heavy rain followed, crackling down.
The sky and the earth were dark, and thick dark clouds were pressing down. The entire room was silent.
Pei Shuyu held the eraser in one hand and the soft carbon wire in the other. Her little finger was bent to support the drawing board, and her knuckles were polished black by the carbon ash.
As his mouth opened and closed, a spicy strip was fed into it.
Half a month into the training camp, people who knew her would still joke about these daily happenings at first, but as the training camp became more intense, they paid less and less attention to others.
Of course, this does not include Qi Ying.
Most people would joke about the close friendship between the two best friends, but Qi Ying, who had obtained consent from both parties, was different.
"This brand is so spicy, I'm afraid I'll get a pimple tomorrow."
Hearing Pei Shuyu's voice, Qi Ying took down the drawing board, turned around, faced Pei Shuyu, and then clamped the drawing board between his legs, with the other side of the drawing board resting on the folding chair of the person in front of him.
Pei Shuyu was used to the extra weight at the back, and continued to talk to Ji Yan, "I think the spicy taste of the bag I bought yesterday is just right." After that, she said, "Maybe I ate too much. You try it."
Ji Yan has a light taste and rarely eats this kind of food. She squeezed out a piece and took a small bite: "It's a little spicy, don't eat it, it's not good for your stomach."
She felt a burning sensation in her stomach just from taking that one bite.
Qi Ying in the back was eager to try: "Let me try it."
Ji Yan handed her an unopened bag.
Qi Ying hesitated: "Oh, my hands are covered with charcoal ash, it's not convenient to eat, just feed me one."
Ji Yan didn't move.
Pei Shuyu turned her head silently, and said with a forced smile: "Eat it if you want."
Qi Ying immediately raised his hands and said: "Eat, eat, eat. It won't make you sick if you eat something unclean."
She grabbed a bag, opened it, squeezed out one and ate it, and then generously shared it with the people around her.
"Come on, come on, this is given by Pei Shuyu and Ji Yan, so take advantage of it." Qi Ying smiled. "After eating, my body shape is the same as Pei Shuyu's, and my cultural studies are the same as Ji Yan's."
"Although I don't usually eat spicy strips, I must eat them now that you said so." Bian Mengfan wrapped his fingers in paper and pinched one.
The rain hit the window, leaving countless water marks.
The rain came suddenly, and some people in the studio who didn't have umbrellas kept glancing out the window, praying it would stop before class was over.
When she went out in the morning, Ji Yan checked the weather forecast and reminded her to bring two umbrellas, but the sky was now pierced by the clouds and it was dark, and she would get wet no matter how she looked.
Pei Shuyu nodded at the two umbrellas placed behind the easel and muttered, "Why is it raining so heavily?"
Ji Yan turned on her phone and said, "It's okay. The rain came quickly and went away quickly. Don't worry."
A damp smell mixed with the air seeped into the studio. The front and back doors were open. Because there was a corridor in front blocking the way, the back door of the row where Pei Shuyu was located was slightly better. The raindrops from the front door drifted in with the wind.
Mixed wetly with carbon ash.
The sketching teacher closed the front and back doors and stood by the window with his hands behind his back.
Pei Shuyu heard the door close and saw the sketch teacher's expression. She understood: "The teacher's electric donkey might be soaking in the water."
Ji Yan didn't pick up the topic: "Will you go wash your hands at the sink later?"
This is Pei Shuyu's usual habit. Tonight's sketching requires the rubbing step, so there will be more carbon ash on his hands.
The pool and the school gate are in opposite directions, and there is a depression in front of the pool, which seems to be full of water and difficult to pass through.
She had a few wet wipes in her bag for simple cleaning.
After Pei Shuyu finished her tune, she folded the tip of a thick tissue into a triangle and wiped the face along the direction of the character's facial features.
She pinched the tissue and wiped the character's eyebrows and eyes, controlling the strength and rubbing out the light, gray and dark. "Go back and wash it."
When school was over, although the rain showed signs of weakening, it did not stop for a long time. Those who had umbrellas were already huddled together in groups of two or three to go back home, while those who did not have umbrellas stood downstairs on the first floor, waiting for the rain to stop.
“Is there no umbrella left in the mini-mart?”
"They were all sold out. When I asked after the second period, they were out of stock."
"If it doesn't stop, I'll go back in the rain. I can't stay here all night."
Pei Shuyu and Ji Yan each held an umbrella. Just as they were about to leave, she saw two people mixed in the crowd and her eyebrows twitched.
Given the personalities of Qi Ying and Hua Yu, they would definitely not check the weather displayed on their phones in advance.
Pei Shuyu had a headache.
Ji Yan: "Pei Shuyu, Qi Ying and Hua Yu are there."
Pei Shuyu curled her lips and said, "Without an umbrella, I can only stand there."
Ji Yan stroked the umbrella handle.
Two more people squeezed under an umbrella and left.
Ji Yan followed the two figures with her eyes: "Give them an umbrella."
Pei Shuyu was just about to make a plan: "Okay, let's squeeze under one umbrella."
She walked up to look for the two of them.
Qi Ying had just come out of the studio with a school uniform jacket draped over his arm.
She placed this in the studio to be used when the air conditioning was turned down.
It is not only dirt-resistant but also frost-resistant, and of very good quality.
She held her school uniform above her head and met Hua Yu's disdainful gaze: "It can block the rain, do you want to go?"
Hua Yu sighed and took off his school uniform jacket, then held it above his head like Qi Ying.
Qi Ying: "I say three, two, one, and we'll go."
Hua Yu: "OK."
Qi Ying: "Three, two..."
"What are you two doing?"
Before she could even finish the last number, she was interrupted. Pei Shuyu looked at the two of them and laughed at them without hesitation, throwing her umbrella over. "Here, this is a reward for you."
Qi Ying caught it in a panic.
Pei Shuyu said, "Ji Yan said she would give it to you, otherwise, would I be so kind?"
Qi Ying nodded heavily: "Thank you."
After saying that, Pei Shuyu tapped her phone and made a mouth shape, asking Ji Yan if she had posted any messages in the group chat in the past few days.
Qi Ying shook his head.
Double agent.
"Let's go." Pei Shuyu held up the umbrella.
Raindrops fell on the umbrella with a crackling sound, and Pei Shuyu's hand holding the umbrella was covered with a layer of raindrops that blew in.
She held Ji Yan with her left hand, letting them get closer to the ground. The hand holding the umbrella was dripping with a few black drops of water under the rain.
It is formed when carbon ash meets water.
Pei Shuyu jokingly said, "Tsk, this rain just washed my hands."
Ji Yan's arms were soaked and felt cold. The raindrops penetrated every pore and even the umbrella could not stop them.
Pei Shuyu slid his left hand over her arm: "Are you cold?"
Ji Yan said, "Not bad."
She raised her head and the umbrella was tilted above her head. Pei Shuyu's right shoulder was wet and stuck to her skin. She pushed the umbrella, and it kept its balance for a few seconds before tilting to her side again.
Ji Yan said, "Don't lean towards me."
Pei Shuyu pretended to be nonchalant: "It's okay, I'm already wet anyway."
The coolness of Ji Yan's arm became warm as she slid it repeatedly. In contrast, the back of her hand was completely cold after being soaked by the rain.
She couldn't help but hug Ji Yan tighter, and her five fingers couldn't help but leave light fingerprints on the girl's arm.
Against the backdrop of the rain, everything around was quiet, and the sound of rain and heartbeat were clearly audible.
Pei Shuyu pressed the tip of his tongue against his upper teeth.
At this moment, there was a sudden warmth approaching the side of my face. It was Ji Yan's breath.
Ji Yan said, "You are shaking."
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