"Hello." Tao You walked out of the classroom, feeling very awkward facing strangers. He didn't know where to place his hands, and finally put them in front of him, twisting the corners of his clothes.
"What do you find me for?"
The girl grinned, showing a standard smile, with two cute pear dimples hanging at the corners of her mouth, her big, round eyes sparkling like two clear springs; she had a fluffy high ponytail tied on A big pink bow, two pencils at an angle, and a drawing board wider than her body on her back. Her shoulders were sunk, and the warm sun shone on her body, making her look more sunny and pure. At the same time, And full of artistic flavor.
Thanks to Hong Xiqi, Tao You recognized the girl in front of her in a second. Zhao Ningwei was in the Art Class 1 of the second year of high school. She was a recognized Duanhua in the second year of high school. During this period, Tao You often heard from Hong Xiqi's mouth. Her name and photo, Tao You sighed silently in his heart, the real person is more beautiful than the photo.
The scores of art students in No. 1 Middle School in cultural classes are generally lower than those of students like Tao You and others who focus on cultural classes. However, Zhao Ningwei is one of the few surprises. Not only does she have outstanding painting skills, but her grades in cultural classes have also been maintained at the grade level. She is humble and easy to get along with. She has many fans of her, no matter what age group, and she has countless friends. Even her teachers are willing to favor her more.
A gust of wind blew by, and Tao You smelled the strong smell of paint coming from her body, guessing that she had just come out of the studio.
Zhao Ningwei took out an aqua blue envelope from her pocket and handed it to Tao You: "This is for you." The envelope was painted with white vines, which was very beautiful, and the signature was neatly written in artistic calligraphy on the lower right corner.
Tao You was stunned for a moment, whether he accepted it or not.
Many classmates in the class stuck their heads out of the windows to join in the fun. It seemed to them that every senior classmate they knew was particularly powerful.
Seeing what Zhao Ningwei was holding, everyone started to boo, and some even raised their hands to pat the window. More heads kept appearing on the window, and the classroom was mostly empty. A rare wall of people formed beside the window.
Tao You listened to the cheers in his ears and dug his toes on the ground in embarrassment. It was the first time in his life that he encountered this kind of situation. He was speechless and took a small step back: "This, this, you, you It’s better to take it back.”
Zhao Ningwei said "hmm" in confusion, "Why?" "
Why, do you still need to ask why? Don't you have any idea in your mind? It would be so embarrassing to point it out directly. Tao You complained in his heart, opened his mouth several times, and hinted, "This is inappropriate."
"Why is it inappropriate?" Zhao Ningwei tilted her head, not wanting to understand, "Isn't the envelope drawn well?"
"No." Tao You shook his head, "The envelope is very nice."
The eyes of the people behind her were hotter than the sun outside. Tao You felt like she was about to be roasted. She turned slightly to look at the crowd watching behind her, cleared her throat, waved to Zhao Ningwei, and called her over. At the corner of the stairs, with no one else watching, Tao You instantly felt much more relaxed.
"What's wrong?" Zhao Ningwei lowered her lips slightly.
"That," Tao You just explained, when she heard a sound of "squeaking" coming from behind the stairs, and the sound of the soles of shoes scraping against the tiles. She turned around and saw no one, but there were a bunch of black shadows on the ground. Tao You sighed silently in his heart, knowing that these people would not let go of the opportunity to listen to gossip so easily.\./hand\./machine\./version\./no\./error\./first\./post ~~
Tao You took two steps towards Zhao Ningwei, held her hands slightly in front of her mouth, and said in a voice that only the two of them could hear: "Sister Zhao, I," she paused, and then said quickly, "I don't like girls, you better take it back. Go ahead." After saying that, Tao You started to blush again.
Zhao Ningwei reacted for several seconds before she understood Tao You's words in her mind, and then she laughed so loudly that she almost fell down from the drawing board behind her. Fortunately, Tao You caught her quickly with quick eyes and hands.
"So you have this kind of brain circuit." Zhao Ningwei couldn't stop laughing, "I asked you why your expression is so weird, it's so cute, hahahaha."
Tao You scratched the back of his head without knowing why, and laughed a few times: "Haha, isn't that what you meant?" He asked, but felt completely relieved in his heart. Let's just say, I probably don't belong to the category that attracts girls.
Zhao Ningwei shook her head, moved closer to her, and whispered, "Don't worry, I don't like women either." She raised her eyebrows as she spoke, not teasing Tao You. (The next page is more exciting!)
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She put the envelope into Tao You's hand, patted Tao You's shoulder, and continued to say in her ear: "Here, help me give it to your deskmate. I spent a lot of thought on it. Does he like blue? Is there anything else?" Girls write love letters to him? How does he usually handle it?"
"Song Yimian? He doesn't seem to have a particular favorite color. There was an envelope in his desk before, but I don't know if it is. I didn't see how he handled it." Tao You held the heavy envelope and said She consciously lowered her voice, "He's in the classroom, why don't you just give it to him?" She and Song Yimian have not yet fully reconciled, and now giving this to him, Tao You is not sure whether their friendship is really over. That's it.
Zhao Ningwei grabbed Tao You who was about to leave, "No, don't you have a good relationship with him? If you give it to him, he will definitely accept it. If I give it to him myself, he will definitely not accept it."
"Do me a favor. Please, please." Zhao Ningwei clasped her hands and said, "I didn't mean to scare you just now. The fact that I like Song Yimian has been spread since the second year of high school. I even came to deliver a letter to them after finishing my painting today. We all know it, and I thought you high school students also knew it, but there seems to be a way out from what I thought."
"Oh, by the way," Zhao Ningwei took out a colored pencil painting from the painting tube and handed it to Tao You, "This is for you."
Tao You opened it and saw that the girl in the painting was standing on the tennis court, wearing a sun hat and a full summer school uniform. She threw the ball high with one hand, her knees slightly bent, and looked up at the ball in the air. Holding the racket in one hand, he was about to swing upward.
Tao You recognized that it was herself. There was a date written in the upper left corner. It was the day when she practiced high serve for the first time. However, it was a cloudy day. The sun, wind and rain all struck that day. It was very boring. Tao You After practicing for a long time, she still couldn't achieve the desired results. She was so irritated that she wanted to just break the racket. After the group training, Coach Tan left her alone for additional training. She came home too late and had to find excuses to deal with Tao's mother. She was physically and mentally exhausted. All exhausted.
But in this painting, Zhao Ningwei changed the cloudy day to a sunny day. There were a few outlineless clouds hanging on the blue sky. The girl's black hair was fluttering in the wind, and her clothes were blown back by the wind. The trees outside the venue are lush with wildflowers, and a few butterflies are hovering above. The leaves are freshly sprouted green, full of vitality, and the picture is fresh. It makes people feel comfortable physically and mentally after watching it, and the haze that weighs on their hearts also dissipates.
Tao You confirmed in surprise: "Is this me?"
"Yeah." Zhao Ningwei nodded, "I happened to go out to sketch during your training, but I got there late. The park was full of people. I was planning to go home. When I passed the stadium, I saw you training, so I happened to practice painting. Portrait.\./Hand\./Machine\./Version\./First\./Post\./Update\./New~~Except for Song Yimian, I have been following you for the longest time. You are about to collapse. When I look at you, I want to throw up my sleeves and leave." She said and laughed again. Tao You thought of her bitter face that day and felt a little embarrassed. "I originally wanted to find an opportunity to give this painting to you. Yours was all taken care of in the past two days, so just in time, I’ll give it to you together this time.”
When the class preparation bell rang, Zhao Ningwei once again told Tao You to hand this letter into Song Yimian's hands before running downstairs.
Tao You looked at the envelope in her hand in embarrassment. Facing a good girl like Zhao Ningwei, she really couldn't say no and could only think about how to talk to Song Yimian.
The classmates at the turn of the stairs didn't know what was going on here. The two of them spoke too softly. No matter how long they stretched their ears, they couldn't hear their conversation clearly.
"The bell has rung, why haven't you come back yet? Did you hear anything?" Hong Xiqi hit Gu Yi with her elbow and asked with half of her face pressed against the wall.
Gu Yi curled his lips and shook his head: "You can't hear clearly. Their voices must have been lowered on purpose."
"Can't..." Before Hong Xiqi finished speaking, he saw Tao You's figure appearing in front of them. The crowd instantly dispersed into several groups. Some were discussing topics with homework books, some were good at cleaning windowsills, and some were chatting. , and those who were picking at pillars, they couldn’t help but look at Tao You.
Tao You glanced at everyone who was pretending that nothing happened, and walked towards the classroom: "It's time to go to class, why don't you go to the room?"
After receiving the order, everyone dispersed.
"Xiao Youyou, what did Zhao Ningwei give you?" After class, Hong Xiqi hung around Tao You and kept asking curiously.
The next period was physical education class, and the classroom was almost empty. Tao You carefully pulled out the envelope and the painting from the table: "Move gently. (The next page is more exciting!)
, don't break it. "
"Senior Sister Zhao is so amazing. Her paintings are so beautiful." Hong Xiqi unfolded the colored pencil painting and kept sighing, "Xiao Youyou, what kind of bad luck have you got? Senior Sister Zhao rarely paints portraits and landscapes. Mostly, many people want her to help them draw a portrait of themselves, and she doesn’t agree to any amount of money, but now she actually takes the initiative to draw it for you.”
"Then should I frame this painting and keep it well? When she becomes famous in the future, she can sell it for a lot of money. Maybe I will make a fortune from this painting." Tao You teased and took back the painting carefully. Put it on the desk.
Hong Xiqi picked up the envelope on the table and looked through it: "Is it possible that this is the reason?"
"Sister Zhao gave it to you? I can't tell, Xiao Youyou, you still have the characteristics to attract girls."
Tao You held his forehead. Sure enough, he had stayed with Hong Xiqi for too long and was too poisoned by the tea. Even his first reaction was exactly the same as hers, "It's not for me, it's for Song Yimian."
"Oh, that's not surprising." Hong Xiqi put down the envelope and said, "Song Yimian is quite famous. So many girls like him."
