Back To My Youth

Guo Jingyu who was sitting there just finished painting: ...

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About Teacher Cao's school:

Tang Jinyu, born in the 00s next door: Ah, I know, is Teacher Cao the one with the sound of 'TiMi'?

Lao Cao: No! It's Tianjin Academy of Fine Arts! !

Lao Cao shed tears of the times.

Chapter 37 Dating

The classmates who came with Guo Jingyu were surprised to find that Guo Jingyu was taken upstairs by Lao Cao a few days later.

At the beginning, as the monitor, Fan Jiali went over to take a look, for fear that Guo Jingyu would not be able to keep up with the new addition, and she could help if there was any problem. But when Fan Jiali went up and took a look, she knew that she was wrong. Upstairs, the progress of their studies was different. When it came to coloring, Guo Jingyu was sitting in front of several classmates doing model paintings. Lao Cao stood there and explained to the students. .

Fan Jiali also went over to take a look. When she went back to school a few years ago, she was a classmate with Guo Jingyu for a few days. She only knew that he had a good foundation, but when everyone was in the sketching class, she didn't look at it. There are too many, and now the color is changed, and the gap is widened.

The more she looked, the more complicated her heart became.

Guo Jingyu didn't come to make up the class to open a small stove. He skipped one level and became a substitute teacher directly.

The little girl said in her heart that she was not jealous, but it was a lie, but after watching it for a while, her jealous thoughts faded. If she was close to it, she could grit her teeth to catch up, but now she is completely unable to catch up, and she is not on the same starting line. .

Guo Jingyu's gouache spread quickly, and during the break, he got up and drank a glass of water.

Lao Cao stood there explaining the details to the other students. He was very satisfied with Guo Jingyu's paintings, and he basically followed the same routine.

Guo Jingyu stood aside and took a glass of pure water, raised his head and drank it.

Fan Jiali walked over and asked him in a low voice, Guo Jingyu, aren't you going to draw a sketch?

Guo Jingyu said: I won't be going for the next two days. When I'm done here, I'll draw a sketch with you. His sketch is weaker and needs to be added.

Fan Jiali snorted, stood there looking at him, and asked again, Are you helping Teacher Cao make fan paintings?

Guo Jingyu nodded and said with a smile: Yes, my professional class is not bad. I told Teacher Cao that I plan to arrange it freely.

Professional courses are different from cultural courses. They test more of a person's talent. Just like some people are born with no difficulty in learning homework, there are also people who have an innate understanding of painting. . Others screeched at the painting for a year or two, showing great effort, but it might be better for some people to stand by and watch for a while, nodding their heads and saying, I understand.

Guo Jingyu overtook the car at the corner and passed all the students who came to study together.

Fan Jiali was very envious, but she also knew that she was not such a talented person. After asking him about his situation, she went back downstairs to draw a sketch.

This group of students from Chengnan No. 1 Middle School is different from the others. They are very united. The whole class will call names at night, and there will be an English corner on weekends to review cultural homework together.

Two weeks after Guo Jingyu took the class, Li Tongzhou contacted him.

It was Friday morning, and Li Tongzhou called to ask for his address. Guo Jingyu had not yet fully woken up, and only came over in a trance after hearing the voice over there, Li Tongzhou?

There was a smile on the phone: Well, who do you think it is?

Guo Jingyu also smiled, raised his hand to cover his eyes for a while, and whispered, I thought it was a dream, but I dreamed of you last night.

These words had a hoarse voice in the early morning, and I heard honey candy stick to people's ears.

Li Tongzhou paused and asked him, Are you in the studio? Can I go look for you?

Guo Jingyu sat up, put on his clothes with one hand, and said, No, I told the teacher today that I will take a day off. Your game is over? Where are you now? I'll go look for you.

Li Tongzhou said: Song Zhuoran is also here, he and I will go there. After a short pause, he said, The student council will issue a school magazine to record the art students' training, stop by and have a look.

Guo Jingyu gave him the address and took the time to tidy himself up neatly. Their boys' dormitory is a small attic on the first floor. There are several high and low rooms in a very large room, and only a small bathroom is shared. Fortunately, he has already asked for leave. , otherwise the bathroom can't be grabbed.

After Guo Jingyu took a shower, while tying a bath towel to take care of his hair, he also looked at himself in the mirror narcissistically, and reached out to touch his lower abdomen. The muscles look pretty, but the skin is whiter in the studio, and it will look good if you take time to bask in the honey-colored skin.

Guo Jingyu had already started to think about going on vacation with Li Tongzhou in the future, and it was so much fun to lie on the beach.

After thinking for a while, he took the time to go back to the room to find clothes to wear.

The studio here provides a washing machine. The students all carry their clothes to wash them. Guo Jingyu can't accept mixing with others. T-shirts and other items are rubbed and washed at will and hang there, and large coats are sent. Go to the gān laundromat.

The coat at the gān laundromat was neatly packed, but the color of the T-shirt he washed was faded, as if it was deliberately worn, and there was also a little cobalt blue on the corner of the shirt.

Guo Jingyu stood in front of the mirror and looked at it for a long time, and that was all he could do.