moon like rain

"There are two people waiting for the bus here." Xiao Mengqian's roommate looked at Xiao Mengqian and read out confidently.

"Two people!" Xiao Mengqian corrected.

"Oh, oh, the two of them paid two yuan for the fare." "Two yuan." Xiao Mengqian wanted to laugh. "Why! Why, isn't it all this?" The roommate compared two fingers.

Xiao Mengqian thought about it and said: "This is it, it is broad and profound." So, after the roommate's young heart was tortured all afternoon, before the two of them had dinner at night, the roommate threw down the paper full of words and said: "I decided to I'm going to give it a name! I'll call it Wuerliang!" Xiao Mengqian didn't hold back after all, isn't this Chinese very good?We all know that it is easy to make a living by giving a nickname. "

"What's wrong?" the roommate asked looking at Xiao Mengqian, who was lying on the table in a daze.

"It's all right." Xiao Meng waved her hands to her serious roommate with a slight smile, then smiled for a while and said, "This name is not good, why not change it?"

"What happened to the name?" asked the roommate.

"Generally no girls are given this name. If you think about it, I'll give you another nice name, okay?" Xiao Mengqian asked.

"Okay!" The roommate nodded excitedly.

"Let's go, let's talk on the way out for dinner." Xiao Mengqian coaxed her roommate helplessly and funny.

"In order for you to give me a better name, let's go out to eat!" The roommate held Xiao Mengqian who was about to go to the cafeteria.

"No, no, let's go to the cafeteria." Xiao Mengqian shook her head and said, "It's too expensive to eat outside."

"It's okay, I invite you!" The roommate let go of Xiao Mengqian and jumped in front of her.

Except for going out to buy necessities, Xiao Mengqian has never bought anything in Nardo City, especially outside the school. Compared with the prices in Xixi City, it is too expensive here.

After a dinner, the two walked on another road full of sycamore trees in the campus. The cool night breeze mixed with the fragrance of green grass and sycamore trees. Xiao Mengqian suddenly raised her face and stood there enjoying the With the evening wind blowing, he said, "Just call, how about Fu Yufeng?"

"What?" The roommate who just got a new name didn't know how to read the first two words. After Xiao Mengqian taught her a few times, Fu Yufeng babbled all the way, and finally fell asleep in Xiao Mengqian's mouth. Before, I heard my roommate say slowly word by word: "Thank you Xiao Mengqian for giving me the name Fu Yufeng."

The roommate with a new name hadn't been happy for a few days, when Xiao Mengqian, who was reading a book on the bed, said, "Yufeng? Have you read the news?"

Fu Yufeng, who had just come back from a round of wandering outside and was taking off his makeup, turned his head and asked, "What news?"

"Painting exhibition, tomorrow and the next two days, after the visit, communicate with the instructor, choose a copy and write a review and send it to the instructor. A week later, we will also participate in the Art Festival of Misslan."

"Yeah, I see." The roommate was rubbing eyeliner in the mirror.

When the roommate finished packing and went to bed, he turned on his phone and glanced at the messages.

"Ah?!" Fu Yufeng called out.

The sound startled Xiao Mengqian, she closed the book and looked at Fu Yufeng and asked, "What's wrong?"

"Art festival! I didn't prepare anything...I forgot!" Fu Yufeng said, covering his face.

"There is still time." Xiao Mengqian tried to comfort her.

"It's gone, it's gone, my brother wants to see that I won a bad work at the art festival, and he can fly right here and kill me!" Fu Yufeng got up and was about to get out of bed?

"What are you doing?" Xiao Mengqian asked.

"Don't sleep, get up and get ready, it's okay, just watch videos and books today, it won't affect your sleep," Fu Yufeng said.

"Good night then."

"Good night."

Xiao Mengqian has been choosing the topic for the art festival very early, which is also one of the contents explained carefully by Mr. He before he left. He wants to follow Mr. He's development route, or as a person who goes to Missilan and wants to have more Art festivals are one of the few painters who can develop well, and the way to make Mislan and even some art festivals remember you, but how to make others remember you can only rely on the paintbrush in your own hands.

Xiao Mengqian was lying on the bed, listening to the sound of flipping books from time to time, carefully analyzing the pros and cons of each topic she chose, and suddenly an inspiration came up, Xiao Mengqian turned over and took a simple record with her mobile phone, and when the recording was finished, suddenly Noticing the message from Cheng Yinuo on the phone, it has been a long time since they chatted last time, Cheng Yinuo simply asked her how she was doing.

Xiao Mengqian talked about the past few days, and concluded: I am fine here, I am going to sleep, good night.

Dono said: “Lectures or art exhibitions are usually arranged before the Mithran Art Festival. As for why, one is to let you learn and understand better, and the other is to disturb and influence you. What you avoid will affect or even hit you.”

Dono stroked his chin and looked at the pavilion not far away and said, "I think this arrangement is quite interesting."

Xiao Mengqian, who was walking aside, nodded: "It won't affect me, I've already thought about what I want to draw."

"Draw what? About?" Dono asked.

"Hmm... keep it secret? I'm still planning to paint on site, so you can come early that morning." Xiao Mengqian said.

"Hey? Yes, I went early that morning." Dono became a little interested.

"The perfect unity of color tone is the prerequisite for the success of the work. The real decisive condition lies in the bold use of color. The conflict between warm and cold tones and the harmony of the same color make the whole work a whole..." Xiao Mengqian sent the written appreciation to Xiao Mengqian was influenced by Dono, although he said that it had no influence, recalling the few authentic works that appeared in the exhibition this time, whether it was the superb technique or the unconstrained conception, or the artist's inner thoughts. Surging or lonely, they are all surging in Xiao Mengqian's mind at this moment.

So Xiao Mengqian's brain twitched, and he decided to change the question, and even spent a lot of money to buy a set of clothes online in order to match the idea.

The topic that was changed again was the most satisfying one among Xiao Mengqian's original topic selection, and it was also the most daring one. It was precisely because of boldness and other reasons that Xiao Mengqian chose to give up.

But at this moment, Xiao Mengqian, whose brain was broken, didn't think so much. Looking at the money spent on buying clothes, her heart broke, and she just let it go, don't change it!

The author says:

One punch from you, one punch from me, defeating Difficult Short, can make Difficult Long Chang appear all the time! . !

Let's work hard today too! . !

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