"How is that possible?" When Mr. Lu is depressed, someone always has to pay the price. Otherwise, how would those "cleaners" support themselves: "Mr. Lu has been in school all the time?"
"Yes, falling in love at school..." Not to mention, classmate Gu is so cute, Shen Guangyao started the car and followed the car in front.
"Let everyone keep an eye on it, and send the data on the mood swing instrument to Dr. Zhao for a look."
"good."
Feng Yu was still a little confused. It was just a word about his girlfriend, so Mr. Lu took action. The purpose of that sentence was not even an insult to ancient rhetoric.
Ancient Ci Ci...
…
Lu Zhiyuan got up very early, and he didn't need a long sleep at all. At this time, he was already dressed neatly, with new clothes from the inside out, and his whole body was as clear as a gleam.
Shen Guangyao stood aside, it was difficult not to admit that his Mr. Lu was handsome. They were both men, but the difference was so obvious. Mr. Lu was so dazzling that the sun and the moon danced together, high above the crowd, far away from the hustle and bustle.
That's right, sorting out these trivial matters has taken a toll on Mr. Lu's hands.
Lu Zhiyuan didn't feel it. He lowered his head to arrange the painting tools. The stars fell, and everything that was dazzling returned to the ordinary world.
Ding dong.
[It’s a new day, please be kind to my male god] Ancient porcelain. With pictures, a energetic puppy.
Lu Zhiyuan smiled softly, and she could match whatever picture she wanted.
Lu Zhiyuan put his phone aside and checked all the boxed charcoal pencils.
"Mr. Lu... let me do it."
Lu Zhiyuan said nothing and continued what he was doing.
Shen Guangyao was in a stalemate for a while and then retreated silently. What did Mr. Lu do with these? Give them to classmate Gu?
【What happened last night...】
Lu Zhiyuan grabbed the phone.
Shen Guangyao looked over in confusion, why? It was so far away and at this angle, he couldn't see anything!
Lu Zhiyuan turned his back to Shen Guangyao and typed: [I will stay at the school tonight.]
[Really? Chuchu, you are so kind, I miss you so much] Gu Ci: [Shall we have dinner together at noon?]
【Can.】
…
In the art department, Gu CiCi finished all his work, swallowed his last bite of steamed buns outside the door, drank half a cup of soy milk, threw everything into the trash can, and walked into the studio.
The classroom is already full of people.
Zhou Xiaolan waved her hand in the gap: "Here, the position is reserved for you. This angle will definitely test your painting skills. Don't mention it. I came late too. It's all because the dormitory is too warm. I can't help it. To express my apology, I will My little cutie has packed away her painting supplies, please be considerate of me."
Gu Cici is already very grateful. The gouache painting class is very troublesome and needs to be sorted out a lot of things: "It's too late to thank you. When I come by myself, this position will not be available. Thank you, dear Lanlan, you are the most considerate."
Zhou Xiaolan immediately hit the snake and put it on the stick: "In that case, can Ci Ci help me draw the manuscript?"
Gu CiCi opened his mouth, then opened his mouth again: "I think our friendship can be suspended for a while -"
Zhou Xiaolan is beyond love: "How did I get admitted to the Fine Arts Department of the University of Technology? I really want to cry."
"I have a good idea for you to try."
"any solution?"
"I'll tell you later." Gu CiCi put the commonly used paints at hand and took a look at the still life. In one corner, there was a bunch of dry and messy flowers in a dilapidated bottle.
Dead flowers and old porcelain vases are very demanding colors. If you don't buy this series of paints, you can only mix them by feeling, which will be more difficult.
Li Wenqiong leaned over, wearing the season's new long-sleeved waisted tartan velvet dress. Her long hair fell down her shoulders, carrying a faint fragrance, "Have you heard about it?"
"What?"
Gu CiCi also turned around and looked over.
"The third-year seniors seem to be vying for some project for the seniors. I'm not sure. I listened at the stairs when I came here. CiCi, you are in the student union. Do you have any inside information?"
"Know a little bit." She has also been thinking about this issue in the past two days. It is indeed a good opportunity, but if you want to get it, you don't have to be high-level.
Ji Yunxuan's family has been in the education field for so many years, so they naturally have connections with him. If she wants to get this opportunity like she did in her previous life, she may have to use Lu Zhiyuan's connections.
She thought about it carefully, and there was no need to mention it so deliberately.
You can choose a night when he sends her back to the dormitory, and she pretends to mention it casually while chatting with her senior sister, without having to say anything directly, maybe it can be done.
Moreover, based on the recent relationship between the two of them, he should help her privately. After all, things happen in the past, and she may have misjudged Lu Zhiyuan's current abilities.
But who is Ji Yunxuan fighting for this project in his life: "It is a very good landmark theme. I heard that it is only selected from the third and fourth grades. I have not heard of the first grade participating, but I plan to try it. After all,
It’s a landmark sculpture, what if it becomes famous?”
"That's it. You're good at painting, maybe you can do it." Gu Cici's achievements are recognized, and his painting and clay sculptures are unique. He is also Professor Yang's favorite disciple. There is no quota for the first grade. If he is given, it will be a special recruitment, a special recruitment.
Of course, we recruit the students with the best talents.
Gu CiCi was worried that if he didn't say anything now, he would be on the list, which would be bad.
Zhou Xiaolan had no special ideas, and it was recognized that she was good at writing and painting. Besides, they were only a freshman, so there was nothing wrong with them.
Shi Sinian, who was calmly arranging her things in the front left, moved the drawing board a little bit. She also heard something about it. Is Professor Yuwen's sculpture project looking to recruit people?
She has heard about that project. The school attaches great importance to it and treats it as a key point. All those who can participate are outstanding figures in the Imperial Painting Department. If they do well, it will not only affect the future development, but also being able to work with so many powerful people.
Working together with many people and participating in such a major project is enough to add color to the future.
But, isn’t it true that we don’t want freshmen and sophomores? If Gu Cici can do it, why doesn’t she give it a try? Gu Cici is talented in painting, but she is not bad either. Her paint configuration is even better than hers.
"How to try?" There is no first-grade channel at all.
"Forcibly give a sculpture to Professor Yang." These are all secondary. There must be very good people in the junior and senior years. The main thing is how much thought Lu Zhiyuan is willing to put into it. Therefore, Gu Ci Ci did not encourage Lan Lan and Wen Qiong.
join.
"Ignore it, CiCi, please help me see if I can compose the picture this way? Is it a little crooked on the left side?"
"Let me take a look." Gu Cici turned around, and the door suddenly became quiet, followed by noisy whispers.
"Lu Zhiyuan."
"Why is he here? Looking for Gu Cici?"
"Am I looking for you?"
Lu Zhiyuan has already walked over, carrying painting tools on his back and wearing a windbreaker that reaches his knees. He looks gentler, different and the same as usual. He is still handsome and noble, like a foreign object that has strayed into the world, attracting everyone's attention.
But Gu Cici still felt that there was something different about him. He seemed to be in a good mood: "You have no class today?"
－－－－－－Digression－－－－－
Thank you, The Abyss of Ci Ci, Yu Yulong, Drunkard Corn, Falling Winter Snow, Yueyang Star, I can still struggle, Eggshell Man, Elf 201011, Wen Fan 12, Ji Yan Ji Jia, Xin Qing Zhi Sheng, 181.
..150, the nickname is Maomao, guojie4618, hebe817, the road is boundless with people, 5698708, 157...307, calm 666999, please call me Queen Q, May in March, the blue and white flowers on the road are not stained by dust, the night is slightly cool 2828
, Qingtian, who doesn’t like Yingying Yanyan whispering soft words, Ruyi-ancient porcelain, rewards.
Thank you to May, Maomao, Qingtian, etc. in March for giving extra red envelopes for recommendation tickets. There are so many red envelopes! Thank you! Thank you!