in the name of painting

The strobe like electricity gives people the illusion that a star is walking on the red carpet.

Wu and her paintings were moved to the gate of the Chinese Painting Building by the two together. Teacher Xiao Mao, the head teacher, specially set up a curtain to cover the painting, and said that she wanted to take pictures as a souvenir. The appearance of the painting was quite ceremonial.

"3, 2, 1, pull!"

There was an exclamation.

In the picture, clouds, mountains, waterfalls, secluded paths, long pines and bamboos, dark willows and red flowers...

Scattered perspective, stretching ten miles of green mountains and rivers.

Thick and light lines outline the outline, ink, ocher, juice green, stone blue, stone green, five colors are superimposed and subtly interlaced. She is currently able to draw the highest level of landscape painting.

The electronic screen on the side also shows the painting process, the first pass is ink color, the second pass is ochre, the third pass is stone green, the fourth pass is juice green, and the fifth pass is stone blue. The same content is for the level of color sense. The painter used different colors and with great patience, painted five times steadily from beginning to end, which moved every viewer.

Teacher Xiao Mao stood proudly in front of the painting, "I think this time, who can take the first place from our Chinese painting department?"

With the beginning of the school celebration, the popularity of the Chinese Painting Building is getting higher and higher...

A reporter managed to squeeze in front of the painting, and when he was about to press the shutter, he suddenly noticed that the signature in the lower right corner of the painting...

"Her age?!"

A rising star in the art circle, a genius of traditional Chinese painting touted by Gome Gallery, how old is she?

Is it the First University of Fine Arts, a freshman student? !

The reporter looked excited, and quickly dialed a phone number, "Editor-in-Chief, I have news about her year! Yes, it is the Chinese painting genius that no one could interview before, and she is at the First American University! Well, okay, this Just follow up."

Father Xia stood in the crowd, staring at Wu's painting with a complicated expression.

For the first time, what I have insisted on for so many years has been shaken a little.

All along, he thought that it was the resources of the Xia family that made his daughter Xia Jinnian, so when she insisted on marrying that poor craftsman, he was angry at her for disobedience, and secretly regretted that she ruined her future.

But the reality is that Xia Jinnian actually cultivated her such a granddaughter who is better than blue...

"Yu Jian and Yu An are not as good as her..."

Father Xia sighed and walked out of the crowd alone.

Just when more and more people began to inquire about which student made this blue and green landscape painting, Wu herself was doing "coolies" on the other side of the campus.

The display area of ​​the achievements of the US University Teaching Group.

Lu Yi held a large stack of leaflets and stuffed them into Wu's hands, "That's all, help me distribute it."

Wu was speechless, "Why did I do these things..."

Lu Yi: "As an honorary member of our teaching support team, shouldn't you try your best?"

She Wu: "Why don't I remember that I joined this group?"

Lu Yi: "Your dear, the appointment of the incoming Lu Yi team leader cannot be refused."

Wu she: "..."

Lu Yi: "You can call your family, Si Huanian, too... Hey, don't leave, remember not to just post about it, but also help publicize our support education group..."

She couldn't take it anymore and walked away quickly, but she was still not prepared to deal with Lu Yi's request indiscriminately.

She purposely found a traffic-heavy intersection on campus, faced the passing crowd, held up a flyer stiffly, and...

There is no more, just sticking there looking a little silly.

She is too thin-skinned, and it is absolutely impossible to yell at her. Fortunately, many kind-hearted classmates came up to pick her up by herself, which made her feel a lot of embarrassment.

"Classmate, I'm a second-year student, can you let me understand the information in your hand?"

A beautiful girl with a somewhat mixed-race appearance appeared beside Wu.

She has long black hair, a few strands of bangs hanging from her forehead, her facial features are deep and three-dimensional, her eyes are brown, and she will bring out a little charm when she blinks lightly.

She politely handed over a leaflet, "Sister, here it is."

This senior seemed to be very interested in the contents of the leaflets. She pointed to one of the items and approached her, "This pre-teaching training... can you tell me what it is?"

Wu looked embarrassed, she was here to help, and her understanding of the above content was limited to Lu Yi's brief explanation in less than 10 minutes.

She was just about to decline, but then she thought that if Lu Yi knew that she had screwed up a new recruiting opportunity, she might not be so angry...

"Then... let me explain to my senior..." She put on a look that all the members of the supporting teaching team were very responsible, briefly typed the draft in her heart, and explained seriously, "This training is about ···”

The senior sister listened intently, her eyes lingering on Wu's brows and eyes, her eyes flickering.

"That's all, is there any more questions?" Wu's eyes were puzzled. Although the senior was looking at her, she was obviously thinking about another thing.

"Cough, so that's how it is." The senior sister came back to her senses, asked a few more questions, and then said, "I intend to join this teaching support group, can I ask you for a phone number first? It's convenient for me to contact later... "

Wu was a little hesitant, she was not used to directly telling strangers her phone number, "Senior sister, please leave your phone number, and I will ask the person in charge of the supporting teaching team to contact you..."

Speaking of Wu, she handed her senior a pen, and when she was about to take the notepad from her bag, she found that her right hand was held by another catkin, and then, the tip of the pen lightly brushed against her palm.

"This is my number..."

Senior sister's fingertips of one hand gently hooked Wu's palm, seemingly very naturally, while the other hand held the pen, drawing stroke by stroke, at a slow and just enough speed that would not make people feel uncomfortable, gently Lightly rubbing against Wu's sensitive palm, it brought a slightly itchy and tingling sensation.

After writing the number, the senior sister looked at her with a smile, then lowered her head and continued to stroke her palm, "And my name."

The two rows of lowercase characters were written delicately and beautifully. Although it was only written in the palm of the hand, one could see the charm of calligraphy.

Among them, the senior sister's name: "Yin Youqing" was written in the middle of Wu's palm. Whether it was intentional or not, only the senior sister knew.

She waved her small hand to bid farewell to her senior sister, thinking to herself, are the students of this American University doing things like this?

After finally distributing the leaflets, Wu returned to the exhibition area of ​​the supporting education team, stretched out her hand and patted Lu Yi on the forehead,

"Here, I've found a second-year senior who wants to join you, I'll take the information and remember it..."

Lu Yi happily accepted the message, and was stunned when he saw the name clearly, "Ah, it's Yin Youqing! That's amazing, bro, why did you abduct the goddess of the design department to me?"

"Huh? You know her?"

"Of course I know. Yin Youqing is a Chinese-Chinese hybrid. Her design department is flowers. She specializes in font design. Her calligraphy is superb... When did you meet this character?"

Wu blinked her eyes, "I don't know, I only know this from what you said, maybe I'm really interested in your teaching team..."

"What is your supporting teaching team? It's us, and you are also a member." Lu Yi waved his hand, and handed her a stack of leaflets to Wu, "Go, my lucky star, and help me bring some power over here, don't get along with me." You said it, I have to go and tell Senior Sister Li Xi the good news~"

Wu she: "Hello!"

Wu had no choice but to choose another intersection by the square. This time, Si Huanian came to help, and most of the trip was shared. The two cooperated tacitly and quickly completed the task.

Not far away, on the long seat under the camphor tree, several girls were sitting and chatting together. She didn't notice that Youdao's eyes kept falling on her.

"Youqing, that one over there is her junior sister Wu who you showed us a picture of in the dormitory before?"

"Yeah, we met for the first time today, the real person is much prettier than the photos..."

"By the way, have you gone to see the works exhibited in Guohua Building this year? It's amazing, I heard it was drawn by her..."

The smile on Yin Youqing's face faded when she saw Wu and Si Huanian holding hands together,

"Yeah, she's always been great..."

***

Xia's house, study.

Father Xia stared at the computer screen, dragged the mouse over a picture, zoomed in and out to see carefully.

If the rest of the Xia family saw this scene, they would be extremely surprised. Xia's father browsed the works of Wu's pen name "She Nian" on the official website of Gome Gallery.

"Lao Xia, it's time to eat!"

"Bang Dong Dong"

Before the voice approached, Father Xia hurriedly minimized the page, blushing without panting, "Eat first, I'm not hungry."

"Oh, then you'll be hungry later, heat it up and eat it yourself."

"it is good."

Hearing the sound go away, father Xia clicked on the website just now, and pondered carefully about Wu's works...

His awkwardness is exactly the same as Xia Yujian.

The author has something to say: A complete relationship cannot be complete without a rival, right?

☆, two generations

Without any suspense, Wu's work won the first place in the popularity of the school celebration.The University of the United States also specially arranged an interview, and Wu became famous in the first battle at the University of the United States.

She discussed with Si Huanian and planned to go back to her residence to celebrate.

It was already dusk when she got home, Wu rolled up her sleeves, took out vegetables and fruits from the refrigerator, and said to Si Huanian dotingly, "Is there anything you like in here? I can make it for you."

"Wow~ I like to eat everything you cook." Si Huanian turned over on the sofa, resting his head on his hands, his eyes bent into crescent moons, "So you can cook, I'm so happy."

She smiled, turned around and washed the required ingredients, shredded, cut into pieces, poured oil, put it in the pan, and put seasoning...

Si Huanian couldn't move his eyes away, and then thought of something in a blink of an eye, his expression darkened, it must be the things that Wu's family has experienced before, which made her need to learn these things so early... I must be super nice to her OK!

"I'm in charge of making desserts~" Si Huanian eagerly said, "I'm also very good at it."

"Okay."

As he said that, Si Huanian looked for the ingredients in a decent manner, and started tinkering with the oven at home.

She stared at Wu for a while, and then she felt relieved. Si Huanian seemed to have done it many times, so there should be no problem.

She was only half right. Si Huanian has indeed done it many times, but he has experienced failures in various series, such as burnt, burnt, burnt, etc., many times...

But she is very confident every time, and she always feels that so many times of messing up are paving the way for the next success!

Wu had a faint smile on her face, she focused on Si Huanian from time to time,

"Be careful..."

"Remember to wear gloves when you open the oven..."

The warm yellow light in the kitchen surrounds the warmth of the room, and the two of them prepare dinner together like ordinary couples, chatting about interesting things about school... It is a little happiness that Wu has never experienced for a long time.

Before the meal, the cake baked by Si Huanian was the first to be baked. She brought the cake to Wu with full confidence, her eyes filled with anticipation.

"Try it? It just doesn't look good, but it must be delicious!"

Wu swallowed her saliva quietly. She seemed to draw her conclusions too early. The deep burnt cake in front of her is really unexpected. It only looks like it after making it many times...

But Si Huanian's expression is too confident, maybe it's just that he doesn't look very good, in fact...

She picked up the fork, forked a large piece, and put it directly into her mouth without hesitation.

"Boom!"

Wu seemed to be able to hear the explosion in her mouth, every taste bud was screaming in her mouth, "Hurry up and spit it out for me!!!"

How should I describe the taste, the heavy burnt, with a touch of sweetness, eating it in the mouth, like taking a bite of charcoal sprinkled with powdered sugar...

This thing shouldn't eat me to death...

Wu, her acting skills are amazing, she kept her face unchanged, smiled and praised, "Well, yes, it's super delicious!"

Si Huanian smiled sweetly, "Then I will try it too!"

Wu suddenly protected the cake and dragged the plate towards herself, "No, no, didn't you bake it for me? It's all mine!"

Speaking with pride, she gulped down the rest of the cake without leaving a piece for Si Huanian. When she swallowed the last piece, there was still a hint of sadness in her eyes.

Just kidding, how could she be willing to eat this kind of thing every year...

"Stingy ghost!" Si Huanian said so, but he was still flattered in his heart, it's so good, the person he likes likes to eat the things he made, so he should make them for her often in the future~

If she knew what Si Huanian was thinking at this time, she would probably want to buy herself health insurance...

The meal was officially opened, and she served the meal she cooked herself.

Two bowls of full-grained and crystal-clear white rice are paired with four plates of stir-fried vegetables. Artists are obsessed with color matching when cooking dishes. The dishes on the table look delicious and beautiful.

Si Huanian first took a few photos with his mobile phone, then picked up the bowl and chopsticks, and put a piece of celery in his mouth.

Her eyes widened instantly, "It's delicious!"

It's really delicious, it's so delicious, why do you think it's more delicious than the chef at home!

Si Huanian ate to the fullest, and Wu she gently picked up the food for her, but she didn't eat too much. The charcoal cake just now was too powerful. Can't digest...

Si Huanian didn't stop with his chopsticks all the time, he ate up a whole table of dishes, and finally he ate enough to fill his stomach.

The two sat on the sofa in the living room to digest food, and after some tenderness, the sky was getting darker and darker, and it was time to ask for it.

She Wu had some other thoughts and was about to invite Si Huanian to stay overnight.

"Ding dong!"

The doorbell rang, and she went to open the door, and she saw Lu Yi holding a crayfish in one hand and fried skewers in the other, "I'm here to celebrate with you, ah, Si Huanian is here too, I bought a supper to eat with you~"

She Wu: It's really time to come...

"I can't do it, I'm full..." Si Huanian collapsed on the sofa, looking at the crayfish in Lu Yi's bag with some pity. "Eat it yourself."

"Ahaha, then I won't be polite."

Lu Yi didn't know where her appetite came from, and after chatting with the two for less than an hour, she actually finished two bags of supper by herself, and also took care of Wu's leftovers...

Satisfied with food and drink, she looked at the sky outside,

"Ah, it's getting late, Si Huanian, you live on campus too, right? Let's go back together, she won't worry if you go by yourself." As she spoke, she gave Wu a wink, as if she looked at me too much. Thinking of you expression.

Wu felt as if she had eaten another piece of Si Huanian's charcoal-baked cake, she had no intention of letting her go!

"Thank you so much."

"Then you see, no thanks, no thanks."

Si Huanian just took it away.

She sat back on the sofa, with the hickey that Si Huanian secretly imprinted on her face just before he left.

She touched her face, sat on the sofa and smiled happily.

***

Late night, Central Business District, Wangqiu Gallery.

It is adjacent to Ling's International Building on the left, and the largest luxury shopping mall in Beijing. Many people wonder whether it is too costly to open a gallery here?

Only people in the circle know that Wangqiu Gallery was never established for profit.

Invested by Ling Luo, the president of Ling's, it has collected all the works of Si Wangqiu from the unknown to the master of oil painting.It only exhibits, not sells, and the gallery is often closed, only open to private people, full of a bold and eccentric temper.

That evening, in the Wangqiu Gallery, which was closed for the whole day as usual, a drunken alcoholic came crookedly.

The security guard quickly got up and blocked the past. After months of idle work, he finally had a place to use.

The drunkard was stopped, but he was not angry. He squeezed the crumbling wine bottle tightly with his right hand, exhaled a mouthful of acrid alcohol, and said with a smile, "I'm coming to my own gallery, stop me!"

The security guards were different, and it was only then that he began to pay attention to the alcoholic's face. This man was really not decent. His beard covered half of his face like a brush, and his messy hair almost covered the other half.

With a dirty hand, the drunkard parted the messy hair covering his forehead, revealing a pair of hollow, slightly red eyes.

"Mr. Si Wangqiu!" the security guard exclaimed.

"Get off!"

Si Wangqiu pushed away the security guard and walked in staggeringly.

The gallery is divided into five floors, and the layout is very thoughtful.

In terms of time, the first floor is the most recent works. Going up, the higher the floor, the earlier the creation time.

Si Wangqiu stood in front of the elevator with a dazed expression on his face. He couldn't touch the button after reaching out several times. He snorted and moved to the stairs with the help of the wall.

There was a stubbornness in his heart, so he pushed him like that, half-walked and half-crawled, until he reached the top floor of the gallery.

This place looks more spacious than the lower floors, and there are less than ten paintings.

He almost tore up all of his early works after he went crazy after drinking, and the rest, except for Ling Luo's painstakingly preserved one, is the one left, which he will never bear to tear...

Even with his eyes closed, Si Wangqiu could walk to a painting familiarly.

The place where the stars are gently surrounded, the place that I can't let go of most in my heart, there is a portrait of a young girl.

Ponytail, beautiful and delicate face, clear black eyes, charming smile on the corner of the mouth...

Yuan, who is haunted by dreams, you who can bring me back no matter how many places you wander.

"Nian Jin..."

Standing in front of the painting, Si Wangqiu felt a great sadness welling up in his heart. It was more burning than this strong wine, and instantly defeated him. On the top floor of this empty gallery, Si Wangqiu bent down, and the child wailing like...

···

When Ling Luo arrived, Si Wangqiu was already lying on the ground, drunk and unconscious.The beard on his face was wet, and he couldn't tell whether it was wine or tears.

Ling Luo's face was dim, and he looked up at the painting that Si Wangqiu was facing, and sure enough...

Even though he was so drunk that he lost consciousness, Si Wangqiu still tried his best to get close to the girl in the painting. No matter how close she was, she couldn't get close.

Ling Luo called the security guard downstairs to turn off the air conditioner in the gallery, then took off her high heels, and sat next to Si Wangqiu with her knees tucked in her arms.

I can't remember the last time I was so close to him... Also, if he wasn't drunk, he probably would drive her away again, or go away by himself...

Just avoid it like that, and don't remember how I am his wife.

Ling Luo took off his coat, folded it and placed it under Si Wangqiu's head.Her fingertips stroked gently along her husband's face, but she didn't dare to get too close for fear of waking him up.

He has aged a lot, and has become sloppy, but he is still the handsome and powerful brother Wang Qiu in Ling Luo's heart.

------------【Reminiscence: Wangqiu·Lingluo Chapter】------------

20 years ago.Beijing Art Auction.

Relying on his coming-of-age birthday, Ling Luo dragged Ling's father over and bought a painting as a gift.

That auction was a bit boring for Ling Luo. She didn't know how to appreciate art at that time, she only knew that the color of this painting was too dark, and she couldn't understand what was being painted in that painting...

Ling's father stayed with him in a good-tempered manner, and explained to her with a smile, "This auction is all works by some young artists in Beijing. Most of their ideas are ahead of their time. You can't judge the quality of a painting just by its appearance. ah···"

Ling Luo pouted, feeling that she was being looked down upon. She half-pissed and pointed at a painting that had just been uploaded, "I want that one!"

Ling's father pampered Ling Luo's nose, "Okay, okay, I'll buy it for Luo Luo."

"This abstract painting is an oil painting created by the young artist Si Wangqiu. The color selection is bold and creative, with strong expressive force and great collection value..."

"The starting price is 1 yuan, start bidding!"

Father Ling raised his chin, raised his hand and said, "10."

Minor discussions rang out from below, and it was rare to directly raise the price by ten times.

Another person who liked the painting raised his hand, "11!"

Father Ling was sure to win, so he raised his hand and quoted another price, "20."

The person who just bid put down his hand. This price has far exceeded his expected highest price, and there is no need to continue to compete.

While Ling Luo was happily waiting for the hammer to drop, a male voice sounded like a clear spring beside him,

"Little sister, that painting is not worth the price. If someone takes it again later, you advise your father not to raise the price, you understand?"

Ling Luo was displeased, she was already an adult, what a little sister, little sister.She frowned, and just about to turn her head to stare at the speaker, she was let go of her temper before she could let go.

He was a very handsome big brother, about 25 years old, dressed in a rich and elegant manner, without a lot of the frivolity of rich children, he had a pair of eyes that seemed to have affectionate qualities, impartial, just right hit It broke Ling Luo's girlish heart.

The auctioneer's voice continues,

“20万1次···20万2次···20万3次，成交！”

Si Wangqiu saw that his work was sold at a high price, but there was no smile on his face.This was much higher than his estimate of the painting, and such an exchange made him very uneasy.

Si Wangqiu looked at Ling Luo apologetically, "I'm sorry, but my level is not good enough, so you guys are at a loss."

Ling Luo stared blankly at Si Wangqiu, with a hint of joy in his eyes, "Did you draw this painting?"

"Yes." Si Wangqiu lowered his head, thinking about how to make up for the father and daughter.

Ling Luo enthusiastically urged her father to pay for the painting as soon as possible. This birthday gift really fit her heart.

"Please wait a moment." Si Wangqiu called Ling Luo's father and daughter to stop, turned around and quickly gave instructions to the people around him, and then said,

"Thank you for liking my work, but the price of 20 yuan is too high for it, and I am very panicked. If you don't mind, I have another work for auction this time, and I am willing to give it to you for free. You two, I hope you don't refuse."

Father Ling's eyes were approving. This person is young, but his heart is not restless, he has his own persistence in things, and he has a good character.

He looked at his daughter again, "What do you think, Luo Luo?"

Ling Luo was overjoyed, but said shyly, "Then thank you, big brother."

It was a still life oil painting, and it was the end of spring, and the blooming tulips were blooming.

The pink-white petals and light feathery leaves seem to be able to blow a scent of flowers with the wind.

Ling Luo happily took the painting from Si Wangqiu, looked into his deep and beautiful eyes, and the smile on his face never stopped...

------------【Stop Memories: Wangqiu·Lingluo Chapter】------------

Ling Luo sniffed and looked at Xia Jinnian's portrait, another painting less than 5 meters away.

The tumi flowers in that painting are still in full bloom, but it seems that from the beginning to the end, they are not as dazzling as this portrait, and they can't share any more love and affection from the man in front of him.

Because of this painting, Ling Luo loved Tumi Flower for many years, until she knew the flower language of this flower...

Tumi flowers, flower language: the beauty of the end.

When the tea flowers bloom, it means the end of spring.

Like this love that has just begun and is in full swing.

The author has something to say: I am also serious about coding, and I look forward to the day of comments!

☆, Shonan Education Branch

University life is busier than Wu imagined.

She has to take care of her studies, career, and relationship.Lu Yi's teaching support team will spend a lot of spare time after hard work.

On weekends, the Student Union Office.

She carefully sorted the collected materials and put them away, and chatted with Lu Yi, "I said, you came to the teaching support team to be the person in charge because of Senior Sister Li Xi, right?"

For sure, it must be the tone of the matter.

"How come?" Lu Yi stopped writing, and said to himself, "The main reason is that I also like the work of the teaching support team."

"Really?"

"Really, my ideological awareness is very high."

Wu she left her a look that you can believe it or not.

"Cough, don't talk about me." Lu Yi interrupted awkwardly, "By the way, I never asked you, you and Si Huanian are together, right?"

Wu looked natural, "Yeah, it's not obvious yet? Didn't you see it earlier?"

Lu Yi showed such an expression as expected, then lowered his voice, and asked curiously, "That...before you confirmed your relationship, there were no psychological barriers?"

"Huh? What kind of mental disorder?"

"That's right, you're all girls..."

Wu was stunned, "You said this, there is no such thing at all, two people really like each other, gender is not an obstacle."

She spoke so lightly that it gave the impression that it was nothing at all.

Lu Yi pursed her lips tightly, two-way liking of course doesn't care about these things, but one-way liking is already difficult, plus...

I heard that Li Xi had a boyfriend when she was a freshman. Although they separated later, she is indeed a straight girl.

"Leader Xiaolu, you look so miserable, why, haven't you recruited enough people for the teaching support team?"

Yin Youqing appeared at the door with a clever smile, with delicate makeup on her face, and she was dressed in the same white as Wu.

Lu Yi followed her words, and said miserably, "Youqing is here. Thanks to the few people you recruited from the design department, otherwise our group would not be able to continue to operate."

"It's a small matter... Wu is also there."

Yin Youqing walked in, nodded and greeted her Wu, and deliberately did not keep her gaze on her for too long, but continued to chat with Lu Yi.

She nodded her head, turned her head and continued to work on her own affairs, answering a few words about their topics from time to time.

She and Yin Youqing are already very close friends, and the two of them have intersected too much. In addition to the activities of the supporting teaching team, they often meet, and many public elective courses are also chosen together by coincidence.

Moreover, because Yin Youqing has a high level of calligraphy, she is often called by the teachers of the Chinese painting department to help with inscriptions. After coming and going, her popularity in the Chinese painting department is not much lower than that of Wu.

"By the way, she Wu, can you call your family, Si Huanian, to help?" Lu Yi looked at her pitifully.

Wu was not willing in her heart. Most of the things in the teaching support team were very hard, and she didn't want to suffer every year.

Yin Youqing frowned almost imperceptibly, and then continued with a smile, "Student Si Huanian is very good. I often hear her from my friends in the oil painting department. Are you familiar with her?"

Lu Yi winked and joked, "It's okay with me, but with Wu, she's too familiar."

Yin Youqing tugged at the corner of her clothes, her expression remained unchanged, "Is that so..."

She thought about it for a while, but she didn't directly refuse, "I'll go back and ask her for you."

***

Si Huanian knew that joining the teaching support team would allow her to spend more time with Wu, so she quickly agreed.

"At that time, I will take the train to Shonan, and the journey will be very hard."

"It's fine."

"I still have to move books and walk the mountain road when I arrive, which is very tiring."

"It's okay"

"If you want to sleep in the village, the lights are dark at night, there may not be anything..."

"Wow... don't scare me, you bastard!"

Although Wu tried every means to dissuade her, Si Huanian still joined them before the final volunteer teaching trip.

Lu Yi officially introduced Si Huanian to everyone in the teaching support team.

Yin Youqing warmly came forward to say hello, "She often mentions you to me, you are so beautiful."

Si Huanian looked at the beautiful face with a somewhat Eurasian look in front of him, and said with a smile, "You are too... cute."

She originally wanted to say "beautiful", but for some reason, the word "beautiful" did not come out of her mouth.Maybe it's a girl's sixth sense. The feeling this girl gives her is different from other people who praised her.

Train to Shonan.

"No way, team leader, we spent more than 20 hours in a hard seat..." As soon as we got on the train, a group of people from the supporting teaching team began to complain to Lu Yi.

Lu Yi's face didn't turn red either, "Hey, funds are limited, just push it through."

This time, there were 10 people in the teaching branch, five men and five women. Li Xi, as an experienced senior, also followed along.

The booths in the carriage are three-on-three, five girls sit together, Lu Yi and Li Xi occupy one side, Wu She and Si Huanian occupy the other.

When Yin Youqing approached, there was a seat left on each side, she stomped her feet, and sat directly next to her.

Si Huanian was sitting on the inner side by the window at this time, visually, she was just sandwiched between Yin Youqing and herself.Si Huanian clasped fingers with Wu She, and unconsciously pulled Wu towards him.

A uniform picture of the wilderness was drawn outside the carriage, Yin Youqing spread out a book and read it quietly, as if he didn't notice Si Huanian's little tricks.

She leaned over to Si Huanian's ear and said softly, "Are you tired? It's still a long time, do you want to lean on me to sleep?"

Si Huanian nodded and said yes, and then he was familiar with the way with his small head, and he easily found Wu's shoulders and neck, which was the most comfortable position for her to lay a pillow on.

Yin Youqing kept reading the book, but didn't turn a page back for a long time.

There was a rhythmic rumbling sound from the train, and after the station announcement from the horns in the carriage, a Southern tune was played. Li Xi squinted her eyes slightly, and soon fell asleep.

Lu Yi stroked her hair, which was not messy at all, gently rubbed her back on the back of the chair, rubbing it up a few centimeters, her shoulders just stopped at a position where Li Xi could lean her head down, but when Li Xi was sleeping soundly, her head was crooked slipped to the other side...

The journey is long.

After finally making it to southern Shonan, everyone took a brief rest, and then transferred to the bus, van, and bullock cart respectively.

They not only carried their own luggage, but also all kinds of books and reading materials collected from the school before they came. After a while of tossing, the boys with better physical strength also withered.

Si Huanian, who had never experienced any hardship since childhood, turned even paler. In the end, she almost half-armed and half-hugged her before she managed to keep up with the team.

There was only a smear of setting sun left in the sky, and after bypassing a mountain that covered half of the sky, the group finally arrived at the destination of the teaching support.

Deep in the mountains of southern Hunan, there is an ancient village named Qinghe.

This is an ancient village with Miao style, simple folk customs, far away from the hustle and bustle.

A few green farmlands are reclaimed in the low-lying areas, and next to it is a stretch of bluestone road that can't be seen. looming.

A silver-haired grandfather was waiting at the entrance of the village with a few dolls. They looked very enthusiastic in their national costumes with blue background and red trim, embroidered with auspicious totems.

"Little teachers, you've worked hard all the way. I'm the village head of Qinghe Village." The silver-haired grandfather's Mandarin was a bit awkward, but he smiled kindly, "Oh, I brought so many books, thank you so much It's..."

Lu Yi is the captain of the teaching team this time, and hurried forward to say hello, "Grandpa, village head, hello, we are really bothering you this time..."

"Where is it, our children here have been looking forward to your coming..." The village head called a few adults to help carry things, and a group of people entered the village together.

A few children who barely reached school age followed behind, their eyes were clear and bright, and no impurities could be seen.

The village chief talked to Lu Yi about the situation in the village all the way,

"There is only one school in our village. I am the only teacher and the principal. I usually have to find time to deal with the affairs of the village. I really can't bear this old bone..."

"There are not many students in the school, and they are all left-behind children whose parents are working outside. Hey, my own level is limited, and I can't teach the children too much. There is no money in the village. It's just that the dolls are delayed by me..."

Speaking of this, the village chief's eye circles were slightly red, and the word "Chuan" on his forehead was locked in one place between his eyebrows.

"We are here this time, not only to support education, but also to conduct home visits and surveys on the children's situation." Lu Yi comforted, "After we go back, we will give back to the society, and more and more people will come over by then. Help you, don't worry, life will get better."

"Okay, okay, that would be great." The village chief's eyes widened, and he led the crowd to the residence arranged for them by the village.

On the mountainside where Qinghe Village is located, a piece of land seems to have been cleaned specially.