Huang Dan had no choice but to yawn and put on his clothes and go out.

At this time, the door next door suddenly opened, Lin Mao was shocked and hid behind Huang Shan.

Huang Dan twitched his mouth, the most terrifying thing behind him at this time.

Qi Fang was pulling his slippers and his hair was messy, "You are going to the toilet too?"

Huang Dan nodded.

So the three of them walked together.

It was midnight, and there was not even a rat in the alley, which was so quiet that it was scary.

Lin Mao had nothing to say, and he asked Qi Fang, "Are you really eighteen years old?"

Qi Fang touched his beard and showed his white teeth, "I will always be eighteen."

Lin Mao rolled his eyes at Yekong, "You often play guitar in the house, and we thought you were from the Conservatory of Music."

Qi Fang said, "It's just a hobby."

The three of them chatted, not thinking it was difficult to walk through the alley, and they soon arrived at the toilet.

Huang Dan came out first and put it behind him. Both of them had a smell on their bodies. There was no other way, so they could only wait for the night wind to blow away the smell.

Qi Fang looked up at the sky, "The moon is so round."

Huang Dan, “Yes.”

Qi Fang cleared his throat, "I'm really good at telling fortunes. Do you want to calculate?"

Huang Dan said, "It doesn't count."

Qi Fang said mysteriously, "I know why you don't count, because your life is worthless."

Huang Dan didn't say anything.

Qi Fang grinned, "I'm just kidding, isn't it funny?"

Huang Dan still didn't say anything.

Qi Fang stopped smiling and said embarrassedly, "Sorry, I thought you didn't mind."

Huang Dan said, "No one doesn't mind."

Qi Fang grabbed his hair, took out the cigarette box from his pocket, squatted on Huang Shan's side, and smoked the cigarette without saying a word.

Huang Dan smelled the smoke and remembered Chen Shi.

Lin Mao's pants came out before he even put them in his clothes. He lifted them up, "Damn it, it's pitch black inside, and almost scared to death."

"What's wrong with you two?"

Qi Fang pinched off the cigarette, "I made Classmate Zhang unhappy."

Lin Mao laughed, saying that it was true and pinched Huang Dan's face.

Huang Dan dodged, "Your hands are smelly."

Lin Mao smelled it and his nose was about to fall off. There was no faucet here to wash his hands, so he could only bear it.

On the way back, Lin Mao talked to Qi Fang, but Huang Shan didn't say anything.

After that, Huang Dan and Lin Mao went to the studio to draw every day. They were not in the room during the day and only came back to cook at noon. They did not meet the sound of guitars again. They were often at night, just like before, with a rough man's face, but they were scented with a weak smell.

Time flies quickly, and I paint in the morning, noon and evening. Before I knew it, it was a day. The lower-grade students in the studio had no sense of urgency. They drew two strokes in a casual rhythm as usual, and talked about more than a dozen or twenty words, waiting for today to end and tomorrow to come.

The senior year of high school is in trouble, and I started a lot of copying and practice, and the time period for testing my psychological endurance was these few months.

It is almost the end of the month, which means that the monthly exam is coming. Before, Chen Liang ranked first in the overall score, so I don’t know if there will be any changes this time.

In the eyes of other people in the studio, Chen Liang is a very good painting, easy to speak, and very serious person. He also has a young face, gentle and fair-looking, so girls will have a good impression of him.

When Zhou Jiaojiao talked about this exam, when Chen Liang's first place might not be able to be saved, several girls had an argument with her.

"Impossible, Zhang Shuran has made progress, but the time is too short and it is very sudden. He has no time to figure it out. Who knows if he can't draw it during the exam?"

"That's right, Chen Liang is different from Zhang Shuran. He has always painted very well, and the basics are there, and the two of them are not comparable."

"Yes, and I found that Zhang Shuran was either not coming to the studio these days, or she couldn't finish paintings, and she was not thinking about it. She was probably going to be beaten back to her original form."

"Who said that Shu Ran's drawing is getting better and better? I still think Chen Liang won't draw well during the exam."

As soon as Zhou Jiaojiao said that, she was besieged by several people. She gradually became defeated and moved the stool to find Huang Dan unhappily, "I'm so angry."

Huang Dan was pouring paint into the box, "Nothing is so angry."

Zhou Jiaojiao hummed, "Why don't you have it? It's OK. Really, my dad is out of here today and finally didn't follow me. I'm not very happy yet, and I'm in a good mood. What are they doing? They are not Chen Liang's girlfriends, as for that?"

Lin Mao was elusive, "You are Shu Ran's girlfriend, either."

Zhou Jiaojiao's face turned red, "You have to care!"

She secretly glanced at the boy beside her and breathed a sigh of relief when she saw that the other party did not show any disgust. "Shu Ran, don't listen to their nonsense. You will definitely be able to perform well in this exam."

Huang Dan put the grass green into the toolbox and changed it to a lake blue, "Chen Liang painted it very well."

Zhou Jiaojiao said, "He painted it based on his feelings."

Huang Dan used a confident tone, "You don't like Chen Liang."

Zhou Jiaojiao curled her lips, "Who would like those who are different from each other, jealous, and pretend to behave?"

She shook her head, "I was wrong, but someone still liked it."

The girl from No. 1 Middle School was talking to Chen Liang, and the two were getting close to each other and they both touched their arms.

Huang Shan found that Chen Liang glanced at him, and that glance was filled with contempt. If he didn't take him seriously, it would be a threat. He felt that he was even a rival.

Perhaps in Shen Liang's heart, his only opponent is Chen Shi.

Chen Shi was not here, no one could keep up with him, he would walk in front and be the first to run to the finish line.

There were sketches at night, and only senior high school students came, but they were not complete. Apart from Huang Dan, Lin Mao, Chen Liang and Zhou Jiaojiao, there were only four other people who had to take turns to be models according to the list printed by the teacher.

Ken, who is not in the studio tonight, cannot be counted in it, so counting down is Lin Mao.

Chen Liang saw that he was squeamish and frowned, "You

Lin Mao, "Why don't you go?"

Chen Liang, "You are ahead of me, and I haven't arrived yet."

Lin Mao,"

Chen Liang, "There has not been any problems during this period, which means that the person dare not do that anymore."

Lin Mao's eyes rolled, and he thought about it, both teachers had held meetings and said very well. The bastard who was damned would not come out to make trouble again.

Seeing that everyone else was waiting with the drawing board, Lin Mao sat on the chair.

Zhou Jiaojiao measured Lin Mao's eyebrows and took a pencil to draw two oval shapes on the paper. "Lin Mao, can you open your eyes? I can't see the whites and eyeballs of your eyes."

Lin Mao's eyes opened, "Did you see this time?"

Zhou Jiaojiao laughed, "You'd better stop opening it. It's so ugly. I'm afraid of having nightmares at night."

Lin Mao's spits were flying around, "If you want to draw, draw, don't be thrust."

Huang Dan was painting Lin Mao’s facial features. His eyes were small and thin, not easy to draw, and his characteristics were obvious and easy to catch at a glance.

More than an hour later, Teacher Liu came to the studio, "Why are you the only ones? What about the others?"

Zhou Jiaojiao blew on the rubber dander on the paper, "It's either sleeping or going to play in the Internet cafe."

Teacher Liu walked over and looked down at her painting, "Lin Mao has single eyelids, you have drawn it in pairs."

Zhou Jiaojiao said she knew, "I think Lin Mao's single eyelids are too ugly. Drawing one more line will make it look much better."

Teacher Liu said, "You are painting a sketch."

Zhou Jiaojiao stuck out her tongue and looked for an eraser to wipe off both lines on the left and right eyes.

As usual, Teacher Liu began to comment on the paintings placed on the ground. He changed Zhou Jiaojiao's paintings. He didn't move much, but only moved his eyes and eyebrows. The passerby in the painting suddenly turned into Lin Mao.

The so-called vivid eyes and eyes refer to a person's □□. Whoever draws on it is, that is who.

Zhou Jiaojiao sighed, "The teacher is so awesome."

Teacher Liu smiled and told her not to flatter her, "Be serious, you will have to take the single recruitment exam in two or three months, so don't waste your time."

This is not only for Zhou Jiaojiao, but also for others.

After finishing the exam, everyone is happy.

There were still Huang Dan and Chen Liang's paintings left and were not seen. Everyone was waiting, hoping to hear the difference between whom and whom they were going up and down from the teacher.

Teacher Liu saw their thoughts and said, "These two paintings have their own advantages and disadvantages, no matter how high or low they are."

Chen Liang's face suddenly became sank and flew away in a flash.

Zhou Jiaojiao said, "How come there is no difference? I think Shu Ran's paintings are more like Lin Mao, so why don't Lin Mao herself say it."

Lin Mao looked at the paintings with disgust. Not only did he dislike them, but he was also a little bit cunning. This is different from looking in the mirror.
To be continued...