Years of painting GL

It was the morning of a rest day, and Shen Chai lazily nestled on the sofa with the paid in one hand, chasing dramas.Just then her phone vibrated suddenly.

She reached for the bag on the coffee table, took out her mobile phone, looked at the caller ID, smiled helplessly, then put the mobile phone back into her pocket, and continued her pursuit of dramas.

She knew it was him.Her former elementary school brother is now a people's teacher.

She knew it was him without even thinking about it.It has been several days since he came here, and he must have come to inquire about Xia Yu after realizing it later.

To be honest, she really didn't want to answer the phone.

According to the usual practice, as long as she doesn't answer the phone, he will not call again because of the interest, and use other methods to knock around from various social software.

However, just as she put the phone back in her bag, the phone rang again.She couldn't bear to take out her phone.

'Sister Shen, please call back.Xia Yu is...'The following content cannot be displayed due to the character limit.

The sender was her schoolboy.

It's about the girl named Xiayu. Her slender fingers tapped on the screen to unlock and call back.

The phone was connected, and before she could speak, he spoke.Brash as always.

'Do you remember Professor Xia, the teacher of the professional course in the Academy of Fine Arts, the one who was a little dumb. '

Shen Chai thought about it, but said nothing.She remembered this man.In her memory, he was just a lunatic who didn't know anything about life and was desperate to paint.

'I also accompanied you to find him.That time I went to his studio...'

' I remember, to the point. ' she interrupted him.How could she not remember that she used to be the monitor in college.Professor Xia, who teaches professional courses, did not come to class for several days and did not notify.When she and her junior found him in his studio, he was already unconscious.The student was scared to death, so she calmly sent the teacher to the hospital.I found out later that the teacher did not leave the studio for ten days because he was painting a painting.If they hadn't come to him, he might have died.

'Xia Yu is Professor Xia's daughter. '

Although it was unexpected, Shen Chai didn't find it strange at all.

In this way, it seems that Xia Yu should be his daughter, not everyone finds it strange.

They are too much alike, not in looks.It's the kind of obsession with painting, the attitude of indifference to the world in which you live and even yourself as soon as you start painting, which is exactly the same.

"How do you know?" Shen Chai still couldn't help asking.

'Do you remember the time we went to find him, the time when he was in a coma.You were busy making emergency calls and didn't pay attention. At that moment, I saw the painting he had painted for more than ten days. '

'The picture is a girl, not very old.The thin morning light shrouded her face, and her smile was as bright as the warm sun.The long, shining hair that dragged to the ground was amazingly beautiful.In the lower right corner of the painting, there is a word 'Yu' written. '

'No wonder I felt familiar when I saw her for the first time. I had seen her before, but I didn't expect it to be in this way. '

Shen Chai listened to his description, and Xia Yu's face flashed in her mind, followed by the haze that seemed to never leave her face.what happened to her

Wasn't Professor Xia single when he taught us? No one has ever mentioned his family and children.Until he went abroad, he had never seen anyone around him. Shen Chai asked.

'He was married a long time ago, it's not a secret in class, I thought you would know so I didn't say it.His wife is a former student of his.It is said that the girl pursued him crazily, and this incident caused a sensation.He didn't agree, and then the news of their marriage came out somehow. It was said that Professor Xia's family was behind it, fearing that he would be a bachelor for the rest of his life and be with his paintings forever. '

Shen Chai hung up the phone, closed her eyes and meditated.She seemed to understand something.If you think about having such a father in your family, then everything can be explained

She wondered how Xia Yu had spent the past ten years.Fortunately, he went abroad early and did not ruin Xiayu.

Thinking about this, the phone rang again.

She glanced at the caller ID, answered the call, and it was still him.

'Xiayu seems to be in trouble. ' He said eagerly on the other end of the phone.

"What's the matter?" Her heart tightened.

The math teacher punished her to stand, and she has been standing for a long time.I just found out that I went to persuade the middle-aged female teacher to ask if I could stand up again next time and forgive the child once.The teacher didn't know what was wrong, but he didn't let go. '

Shen Chai couldn't help worrying.She took a look at the painting she placed beside the bed, which was drawn by that little girl a few days ago.If it weren't for this painting, she could hardly believe that a person like that had ever glimpsed in her life.She thought that after that day, they would have nothing to do with each other, but fate gave her a chance to meet again.

'Send me the address of the school, and I'll be right there. '

'What's the use of you coming, I can't even solve this problem. ' he advised her.

'How will you know if you don't try. ' She didn't want to listen to what he had to say, and hung up the phone before he could speak.

In Xia Yu's mind is the back view of Song Qiong's departure.

She hesitated and walked back to the classroom and sat down.

She suddenly felt that Song Qiong had her own reasons for giving up, reasons she didn't know.

Song Qiong's back was lonely and helpless, as if she was the one who was abandoned.

She felt something was wrong.There was a faint trace of regret rising in her heart, whether what she said yesterday was too serious, she should ask the reason, and shouldn't draw a conclusion so quickly.

She shook her head, the facts were in front of her.She felt that it was just an illusion that she thought so, just to leave a little room for loopback by her own self again.

The class bell rang, waking up the girl who was silent in her own world.

She looked at the schedule, and the first period was math.

The math teacher stepped on the bell and walked into the classroom.Standing on the podium at the moment when the class bell stopped abruptly.

Xia Yu looked at the middle-aged female teacher's rigid and serious face and her meticulous attire, feeling an indescribable disgust.

What she said was really annoying.

This menopausal woman didn't know what medicine she took wrongly, and she sprayed shit from her mouth while standing on the podium.

'You who study art are rubbish in my eyes. 'The noisy class fell silent, and she gave them a big blow with her first sentence.

'Shameless, scum, moth.It's shameless to buy a degree with your parents' money. '

Xia Yu picked up a pen and began to draw in his notebook.She didn't want to listen to that teacher at all. From the moment she started, Xia Yu knew what she wanted to say.In this class, there are not many people like her, most of them are the bottom of the crane, and they rely on art to get a degree.

In her mind was the outline of Song Qiong.Her frowns and smiles are so clear in Xia Yu's eyes, as if the time spent together for so many years is flashing in front of her eyes.

When she writes, what she paints unconsciously is her.

The memory switched from playing the movie frame by frame in her mind until the parting on the rooftop that day.

Xia Yu looked at her in the pen and shook her head.She hated herself for not living up to expectations, why her memory was all about her, she had already left.

She picked up the eraser and started to erase. Paintings can be erased, but memories cannot be erased, and some injuries can only be recovered slowly.

She turned her head and looked out of the window, her heart was completely barren, and she didn't know what to draw.

She turned back again and looked at the spitting math teacher blankly.

She looked at the teacher, then at the paper, and practiced using the old-fashioned math teacher as a model.

She was immersed in her own world, unaware that the teacher was walking towards her.

She snatched Xia Yu's drawing notebook.

Perhaps even Xia Yu himself realized how ugly the teacher was in his own writing under subjective emotions.The irregular three-dimensional figure on the face is ferocious, and the positions of the eyes and nose have been changed.

The teacher without the slightest artistic talent and accomplishment thought that what Xia Yu painted was some kind of monster, so he directly put the painting on the projection table, and the picture was magnified in front of the eyes of the whole class.

The teacher said to himself, "What am I talking about, if you study hard, you can't achieve anything, at least you can become a person."If it's like this female classmate, it's worse than a beast. '

The students laughed loudly, and the class exploded.

The old-fashioned teacher said sharply, 'What are you laughing at? '

That classmate laughed loudly and said, "Teacher, this painting is about you." '

The classmates in the class laughed and leaned forward and back together.

I don't know who shouted 'nice job. 'The whole class started booing.Xia Yu also smiled helplessly.

Old-fashioned is like a balloon that has been blown up and is about to blow up.

She looked at Xia Yu with a cold face, and said to her, "Follow me after class, you don't have to attend the next class." 'Then I went to class on my own.

The get out of class bell rang, light and soothing.The art students who were almost driven crazy in one class were instantly activated when they heard the get out of class bell.

Because of my own nonsense, the class was not finished, and the teacher did not delay the class.She may think that this group of people is not worthy of dragging her down. If it weren't for work, she wouldn't be able to bear staying here for another second.

Xia Yu became the focus of the students' eyes, and everyone looked at her.

The teacher put away the book and looked at Xia Yu coldly, beckoning her to go with her. Xia Yu smiled at the classmate who was looking at her, and then followed the teacher.

As soon as she left, that flamboyant classmate yelled, "Squad leader, hurry up and find the head teacher, Xia Yu might be in trouble." 'He believed that the teacher who was under the age would understand them, understand Xia Yu, and help her out.

Without the slightest hesitation, the squad leader quickly ran towards the head teacher's office.

Xia Yu, who was already on the way, did not expect that she, who had always been silent and low-key, became a hero in the eyes of her classmates, nor did she expect that everyone was worried about her.

The old-fashioned middle-aged math teacher pushed open the door and walked into the office with a gloomy expression on his face.

Xia Yu also walked in.

The middle-aged teacher gave her a cold look, and threw the phone to her, "Call your parents to come now." '

Xia Yu didn't answer the phone, she didn't want to explain, she chose to remain silent.

"What's the matter? If you dare to challenge the classroom discipline, you dare not make a phone call," the teacher sneered coldly.

Xia Yu still stood motionless and did not speak.

'Don't call, right? If they don't come today, you'll just stand there.If they don't come for a day, you just stand there for a day until they come. The anger erupted on the teacher's face, compared with Xia Yu's indifference, it was a bit ridiculous.

The atmosphere was silent because of Xia Yu's silence.

A sudden knock on the door broke the embarrassment.

The teacher glanced at Xia Yu, but Xia Yu didn't respond.He said coldly, 'Come in. '

The person who came was Xia Yu's class teacher, and he rushed over non-stop after hearing the news of her distress from the class leader.

Xia Yu was obviously a little surprised to see him, she thought for a while, maybe the old man called to inform him of his coming.

He glanced at Xia Yu first, and after confirming that she was fine, he breathed a sigh of relief.

He turned around to look at the math teacher in his class, and from the corner of his eyes, he inadvertently spotted the painting on her desk, and instantly understood.

He couldn't help laughing, this is the one on the table, right? The first thing he thought of was not criticism, what he thought of was that the little girl's drawing was really good, and he might not even be able to draw like this.

The math teacher gave him a cold look, and he restrained his smile.

He smiled apologetically, trying to save Xia Yu from the siege. 'I'm sorry, Mr. Zhao, Xia Yu didn't do it on purpose, and she just had a fever, so just let her go this time. ' He saw that the math teacher didn't speak, and thought she agreed.He just glanced at Xia Yu, pretending to be serious and said, "Don't do it again next time, thank you, Mr. Zhao." 'The tone is serious but there is an uncontrollable smile.

The teacher snorted coldly, "Did I say I want to forgive her? I've already told her that if her parents don't come today, she won't even think about going back."It's useless to say, Mr. Zhang, please go back. '

The atmosphere became awkward, and he, who was always good at rhetoric, didn't know what to say.

'Xia Yu, let your parents come here. ' he said softly.

Xia Yu still didn't speak, just smiled at him helplessly.

It suddenly occurred to him that according to all the information he had so far, Xia Yu's parents would not be able to come at all.Her father went abroad, but her mother never showed up.

He could only bite the bullet and explain, "Mr. Zhao, Xiayu's family has a special situation, and their parents are not around." '

Teacher Zhao let out a strange laugh and interrupted him, "Oh, it turned out to be like this, no wonder he was so uneducated." '

After finishing speaking, she took a deliberate look at Xia Yu, "It turns out that I blamed you wrongly, so how about it, as long as a random relative comes today, I will let you go."You don't even have a relative here, do you?"

Xia Yu still didn't speak, she had nothing to say.

'Mr. Zhang, you go first, it's useless for you to stay. '

Zhang Xiaozhang was almost kicked out of the office by the rigidity. When he left, he glanced at Xia Yu, his eyes full of worry.

Xia Yu told him with her eyes that she was fine.Then she watched her class teacher close the door helplessly.

No one can save her now, only herself can save her.As for whether to save herself, it depends on her own choice.

Yet she chose no.As the old man said, she really doesn't have any relatives here, and she is alone.