Chapter 39 Chapter 39 Makes you want to monopolize this good thing
In early August, as the progress accelerated, the painting school held an impromptu exam.
Just like the liberal arts students suddenly received the news of the exam, the art students complained bitterly. Before the first sketching exam, they used the limited time to memorize the structure of the human face.
Pei Shuyu bent over, put a piece of paper on the ground, and sharpened the charcoal pencils one by one.
Across from her, Ji Yan was also bent over, sharpening charcoal pencils. After more than a month of practice, her charcoal pencil sharpening skills were excellent, and they rarely broke mid-slice.
Pei Shuyu sharpened the last piece of soft carbon and put it into the pencil case: "That's enough, I won't need that much."
There was a row of charcoal pencils neatly arranged in the pencil case. Pei Shuyu temporarily placed them on the folding chair and stood up to put away the easel.
This time she was assigned to Studio 2, which was right next door and not far away.
Qi Ying was using a special pencil sharpener for sharpening charcoal pencils, turning it non-stop in his hand, but for some reason, every time he was about to finish sharpening the pencil, the tip would always break inside.
The long charcoal pencil suddenly became just the tip of the pencil.
Pei Shuyu couldn't help but laugh out loud: "What are you doing? If you don't want to take the exam, don't use this trick. It's such a waste of the pen."
Pulling out the charcoal pencil tip stuck in the sharpener, Qi Ying pushed the charcoal pencil back in: "That's it."
Pei Shuyu: "Which studio are you in?"
Qi Ying: "Number four."
Studio No. 4 was also on the first floor. Pei Shuyu didn't hesitate any longer and moved the easel and drawing board over there first. Ji Yan followed Pei Shuyu, carrying a pencil case and a folding chair.
"Are you crazy?" Zhu Qi's angry shout pierced the air and reached the ears of the two people who had just walked to the door of the studio.
Pei Shuyu turned around and saw Zhu Qi's face flushed red. He pointed at the charcoal pencils scattered on the ground with broken tips and said, "Why are you fooling around?"
A charcoal pencil rolled to Pei Shuyu's feet, and the bald tip looked particularly pitiful.
Charcoal pencils are easy to break. If they fall to the ground like this, the charcoal core inside will most likely break into small pieces.
Especially soft carbon.
The person who knocked Zhu Qi's charcoal pencil box was embarrassed and stood there at a loss as to what to do.
Zhu Qi squatted down and picked up the scattered pens.
When one of them was picked up, a hand picked it up first and handed it over.
Zhu Qi was stunned for a moment, then raised her head. Pei Shuyu lowered her eyes, picked it up, and handed it to her.
After a long while, Zhu Qi managed to utter, "Thank you."
Pei Shuyu shook her head and turned back.
Coincidentally, Zhu Qi was also assigned to Studio No. 2.
As the exam was approaching, she had no time to sharpen her pencils again, so she moved her things to Studio 2 and used a pencil sharpener to sharpen her pencils while the teacher was handing out the exam questions.
But the charcoal pencils in her pencil case were no longer usable because of the fall. Several of them were rolled up and the cores were broken.
The exam had already started for five minutes. Zhu Qi, already feeling unstable, was now sweating profusely from nervousness. She raised her hand and asked, "Teacher, can I go buy some charcoal pencils?"
The invigilator had his hands behind his back. He was already unhappy with the practice of sharpening pencils at the beginning of the exam. When he heard Zhu Qi's request, his face turned even colder: "During the provincial unified exam, if you said you were going to buy a few boxes of charcoal pencils, would the invigilator let you go? If you can't even prepare your pencils for the exam, you are not allowed to go."
Zhu Qi's face turned even redder, and he picked up another charcoal pencil with trembling hands, praying that one would work.
Someone touched her elbow, but Zhu Qi didn't notice until a few charcoal pencils were placed in the slot on her easel, and then she turned her head as if awakened from a dream.
The classmate next to me pointed in another direction, indicating that it came from there.
Zhu Qi leaned forward to take a look, and Pei Shuyu raised an eyebrow at her.
An invisible bitterness choked in her heart, and Zhu Qi's throat seemed to be covered by a force in an instant. She nodded heavily to Pei Shuyu and mouthed "thank you".
Because Ji Yan was not an art student, she could not enter the examination room. She sat quietly by the wall outside Studio No. 2 and waited.
The person invigilating the examination in Studio No. 5 was Pei Shuyu's and her classmates' color teacher. When he came out for some fresh air, he saw her sitting there motionless and walked over.
Ji Yan sensed it and stood up: "Teacher."
The color teacher glanced at the students inside through the window and said with a smile, "Are you planning to spend the whole summer here?"
Ji Yan said "hmm".
Color Teacher: "That's weird. Other students spend their summer vacation either traveling far and wide or staying home. Aren't you bored here?"
Ji Yan: “Not boring.”
How could it be boring when Pei Shuyu was around?
The color teacher stopped talking and returned to Studio 5 to continue supervising the exam.
Pei Shuyu came out two and a half hours later.
Sketching always takes a lot of time. When she came out, Ji Yan was still sitting there.
She wiped the carbon dust off the back of her hand vigorously and said, "Ji Yan."
Ji Yan: "Have you finished the exam?"
Pei Shuyu nodded: "Wait here for a while, I'm going to wash my hands."
Five minutes later, Pei Shuyu came back shaking her wet hands.
Before closing time, the gate of the art school was tightly closed, and snack stalls came in from outside one after another.
Pei Shuyu supported Ji Yan's legs and squatted to one side: "I'm so tired from painting. Today I'm painting an elderly person in three-quarters, and it's so troublesome to deal with the wrinkles."
Ji Yan now understood this and asked, "How's the painting?"
Pei Shuyu stretched lazily and was about to speak when Ji Yan lifted him up by the collar.
Ji Yan: "You sit here."
Pei Shuyu held Ji Yan's shoulders, stopping her from getting up, and said with a sly smile, "No need to get up, I'll sit on your lap."
Ji Yan stretched out his long legs and waited for Pei Shuyu to sit down before asking again, "How's the painting?"
Pei Shuyu said: "Perform normally."
That means good.
Ji Yan put her arms around Pei Shuyu's waist, and the person on her legs was afraid of pressing her down, so she put all her weight on her legs.
Pei Shuyu said, "I want to get my ears pierced when I have a few days off. You come with me." Then she frowned in frustration, "No, the studio is too dirty. It would be bad if my ears get infected after the piercing."
She sighed deeply, twirled her long hair with her fingers, and her eyes lit up: "Hey, come with me to get some highlights, and then dye it back when school starts."
Students at Yuelan High School are not allowed to dye their hair. Once discovered, the students will be taken to a barber shop by the teaching staff to have their hair dyed back, or the students will be shaved manually.
Ji Yan calculated the time and found that it could only exist for a dozen days.
She didn't agree with dyeing her hair twice in ten days and said, "Dye it after the college entrance examination, okay?"
The gentle voice seemed to be coaxing people. Pei Shuyu tensed for a moment, then pretended to be casual and said, "Okay, you will accompany me to dye it then."
Ji Yan: "Okay."
Pei Shuyu: "Agree now?"
Ji Yan: “Yeah.”
Pei Shuyu changed his sitting position and faced Ji Yan, and the distance between them was shortened a lot.
She leaned forward and stared at Ji Yan's long, smooth, black hair, imagining what it would look like if the hair was dyed a different color.
She couldn't imagine it.
Ji Yan's natural good student temperament and gentle and cold appearance made it impossible for her to attach any thoughts to her.
She laughed and her eyes met Ji Yan's.
Pei Shuyu's attention returned from her hair, and she was shocked to realize the distance between her and the person in front of her. Their breaths intertwined, and Ji Yan's hair moved in the wind.
Ji Yan was also looking at her, his brown-black eyes fixed on her quietly, as calm as a pool of spring water, leading her to explore inside.
Pei Shuyu bit her lip and uttered a breath: "Really..."
The bell rang, and the sound of scrolls being rolled up came from the studio.
The noise inside grew louder. Pei Shuyu gently tapped the forehead of the person in front of him and whispered, "There's another sketching class this morning."
There was a twenty-minute break between the two doors. Someone came out of the studio. Pei Shuyu stood up and leaned against the wall, pretending nothing had happened.
"Pei Shuyu," Zhu Qi said, his throat choking as he thanked Pei Shuyu, "Thank you."
Pei Shuyu didn't care: "You're welcome, it's just a small favor."
Zhu Qi pursed her lips: "I'm sorry."
She was talking about the incident where she splashed Pei Shuyu's painting.
When Zhu Qi learned that those charcoal pencils were given to her by Pei Shuyu, she was shocked. After she did that to Pei Shuyu, Pei Shuyu had not communicated with her for the entire semester. But today, he provided her with help regardless of the past. At that moment, Zhu Qi's embarrassment and shame reached the limit.
Pei Shuyu uttered an "ah": "No need, I spilled it that day, so it's offset."
Zhu Qi said "thank you" again.
After the others left, Pei Shuyu lowered his brows.
Ji Yan was looking at her.
Pei Shuyu smiled and recounted the story, then said, "I just borrowed a few charcoal pencils. I feel embarrassed for making you feel embarrassed."
She never holds grudges, is always warm to everyone, and has a very good personality.
So good...that it makes people want to keep it all to themselves.
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