Pathological training system! Sister, please respect yourself

Xia Wenwan quickly waved her hands: "I don't know how to do this, I'll just watch you draw."

Ning Yuechen took back the palette in his hand and said softly, "It will take me a long time to paint, and I may be more focused. If you feel bored, you can go back to the dormitory and rest."

Tang Zi continued: "No, the scenery here is beautiful and the sun is shining. It is actually a pleasure and enjoyment for us to accompany you to sketch here."

She touched her friend's arm and asked with a wink, "Wen Nuan, don't you agree?"

Xia Wenwan nodded, then turned to look at Ning Yuechen, her voice soft and tender: "Yes"

Ning Yuechen smiled slightly and then began to concentrate on painting.

It was lunchtime, and not many people passed by the beautiful Tsinghua campus. Apart from the rustling of willows in the wind and the singing of birds in the trees, no one spoke, and they just quietly enjoyed the rare refreshing moment in the hot summer.

After an unknown amount of time, Xia Wenwan and Tang Zi were attracted by a kitten that appeared out of nowhere, and they couldn't help but get up and chase after it.

Ning Yuechen was halfway through painting when he heard a pleasant laugh and subconsciously glanced over.

The next moment, the paintbrush in her hand couldn't help but tremble, leaving behind a heavy stroke of ink that was incompatible with the beautiful scenery above.

But she didn't care at all and just focused on enjoying the scene.

Xia Wenwan glanced at her friend who was on the phone in front of her, then continued to gently stroke the little cat in her arms until her legs became numb from squatting, and then she stood up.

She stamped her numb legs, then walked forward a few steps holding the cat in her arms, leaning against the white bridge to admire the scenery in the distance, looking extremely relaxed and comfortable.

She was enjoying the beautiful moment until she felt a little tired, then she walked down the bridge lightly, holding the sleepy little cat in her arms.

Ning Yuechen put down the paintbrush in his hand and looked at the work he had just completed in a daze, without noticing the person approaching.

It was not until a shadow blocked the light in front of her that she suddenly came back to her senses. The next moment, she heard the girl's exclamation: "This painting is so beautiful? It's very artistic. Yue Chen, your painting skills are amazing."

Ning Yuechen said: "I think the scene just now is very beautiful, and it makes the scenery more beautiful, so I just painted it."

Xia Wenwan looked at her with a smile: "I am very happy to be able to walk into your painting."

"If you like it, this painting is for you." Ning Yuechen said with his eyes lowered.

"Really? Thank you, I will keep this painting well."

Ning Yuechen took the drawing paper off the drawing board and handed it to her with both hands: "I am also very happy that you like this painting."

Xia Wenwan took it, and under the sunlight, the smile on her face became even brighter and more brilliant: "Ning Yuechen, I'm glad to meet you as a friend."

"Me too."

Many years later, Ning Yuechen would still recall this scene in his mind on a summer afternoon when he passed by a small bridge and heard the chirping of birds.

It is still vivid in my mind and hard to forget.

The afternoon arrangement was to visit the Beijing Museum, so that they could directly and closely experience the historical events described in the book. It took about three hours.

Ning Yuechen had been here several times before, so she didn't have to attend, but she went anyway.