In the end, Director Gao chose a picture, and Du Jingzhi was stunned when he saw it.

The picture is themed in the City of Sky. There is sunset glow and slightly hazy clouds in the picture. Below is the mirrored sea, reflecting the sky. There is a young man in the middle, just a back, which can even be called a contour, walking in the distance, leaving a string of ripples behind him.

Du Jingzhi's composition and main picture are generally very generous and have a wild feeling. There are many carefully outlined details in the details, which seem casual, but reflect his painting skills everywhere.

This picture is fine, he can draw it again.

However, the boy in the painting is a weekend! Even if his long legs are just a back, anyone familiar with the weekend can see it at a glance.

He hesitated a little with his phone, but finally agreed. He planned to change the character when he was drawing again, so that it would be less obvious.

As soon as he was about to leave, Director Gao spoke again: "I think this is pretty, but I didn't expect that your paintings are really good. This character is exaggerated, and his legs are a bit... uh, but it looks good, so the mural is painted according to this proportion."

Du Jingzhi looked at Director Gao and felt that Director Gao had forgotten his favorite student on the weekend, but he didn't say anything and nodded directly.

There is some pigment foundation in the school, but there is not enough in the future, so the school can buy it again.

After the start of work, he finally discovered that he had almost done the mural this time. He carried buckets of acrylic to the multimedia teaching building alone, and there was no trolley, so he moved the paint three times. After arriving, he moved the ladder, brought another bucket of water, and received a whole bucket of water.

He also wanted to find a small handkerchief, but after asking for a circle, he only had a dirty rag, and finally recognized it.

The first time he drew such a large painting, how many paints should be adjusted, which made him feel a little confused. He squatted on the ground and adjusted the color for a long time, and the more he adjusted the color, the more he became, the more angry he became.

What's wrong with art students? Are art students without human rights? Can art students not study in class?

Ordinary students can sit in the classroom for self-study classes, and they can only squat in an empty building and do such work alone like a coolie? He is the only art student in the school?

"Draw you big-headed ghost, I'm a coolie. I'm going to draw this for you? You should draw Sailor Moon and Hanamichi Sakuragi holding hands, Superman and Batman talking to each other." He couldn't help but mutter.

At this time, someone suddenly asked behind him, "Do you need help?"

Du Jingzhi was amused when he heard this voice and looked back at the weekend.

I walked in on weekends and looked at Du Jingzhi with a smile.

"Director Gao is willing to spend a lot of money, but he actually sent you." Du Jingzhi suddenly felt unbalanced.

"I heard that you were here to draw, so I volunteered to come here."

"If you know this, you should recommend someone to Director Gao and don't get me."

"I don't know about this. Xie Xiyang said it to the principal, and then Director Gao really found you. I just saw you moving things in the classroom window, and I realized that you were sent here. Then I applied to Director Gao to come and help, for fear that you would be tired alone."

In fact, after seeing the weekend, he didn't think it was a chore, but instead became secretly happy. Is this considered the time to be alone with the person he liked? It's so exciting to think about it carefully.

However, he still didn't show it and started to direct the weekend: "Then go get me a handkerchief, this one is too dirty."

Nodded on the weekend and really went.

His treatment was completely different from that of the weekend. When he entered the teacher's office, he ignored him when he asked the teacher for a handkerchief. He pointed to the rag on the side and sent it away. On the weekend, the teacher helped search everywhere, and finally found a new handkerchief and gave it to the weekend.

Du Jingzhi stood aside and scratched his head, unable to say anything.

In fact, both of them are good-looking, but Du Jingzhi's temperament is more arrogant, not as friendly as on weekends, and his communication skills are stronger on weekends.

"What did Director Gao ask you to draw?" asked when he helped Du Jingzhi to help him on the weekend.

He felt a little guilty, so he answered vaguely: "Don't you know after painting?"

"Oh, OK, what can I do for you?"

"When I climb the ladder to draw, you help me hold some of the palette, and when I rinse the pen, I bring the bucket over and hand over occasionally."

"Okay." The weekend is a hard-working and excellent helper.

In fact, later, I really didn't have much time last weekend, so I sat in the stairwell to read books on the weekend. When Du Jingzhi called him, he got up and came to help.

"Please carry the bucket for me." Du Jingzhi shouted.

I immediately got up and came to help. As soon as I finished tidying up my pen, Du Jingzhi's cell phone fell under the ladder. I quickly picked it up for him on weekends.

"Is it broken?" Du Jingzhi asked quickly.

"without."

"Luckily it's Nokia, it's resistant to falling." He reached out to take the phone, but found that he was looking at the small pictures on his phone over the weekend, and he couldn't help but feel panicked.

After watching it for a while on the weekend, I didn't say anything, and then handed it to Du Jingzhi again. The expression was not inappropriate, and it was quite natural.

Well... I've been seen, so I guess there is no need to change the character. This made him decide and follow the original picture.

As school approached, Du Jingzhi returned to the classroom, moving his sore shoulders, and feeling a smell of pigment on his body, and he couldn't help but feel disgusted.

When Huang Yunfan saw him coming back, he asked quickly: "Brother Du, what's going on? What did Director Gao ask you to do? Did you report your threats to the weekend?"

"No, Director Gao asked me to draw murals."

"We were scared to death." Huang Yunfan breathed a sigh of relief, and then began to mutter, "Liu Tianle and I were worried about two classes, just because we were afraid that you would be remembered too, so I wouldn't feel guilty about death?"

"You should keep your troubles honestly in the future, just try to get through until graduation."

Huang Yunfan nodded at the appointment and kept sending text messages while sitting in his seat. Du Jingzhi ignored him and took out his cell phone to read. He actually found the message sent by the weekend: I want to have a self-service barbecue.

He took out the money from his pocket and counted it. He felt it was enough, so he replied to the text message: I'll invite you.

Weekend: Should we take action separately, meet up with old places, or go together?

Du Jingzhi: Let's pretend that they don't know each other.

Weekend: OK, listen to you all.

He quickly put away his cell phone, and when he looked up, he saw Zhou Lanyue looking back at him. His heart skipped a beat, and then he pretended to be reading a book as if nothing had happened. As soon as the book was picked up, he rang the school bell.

"You are actually in love, aren't you?" Zhou Lanyue couldn't help asking.

"No." He denied.

"It's just that I didn't admit to love, but it's similar to love."

"At most, it's a buddy."

Zhou Lanyue smiled, smiling very brightly.
Chapter completed!