moon like rain

The light of the morning sun shines through the gaps between the leaves of the ginkgo tree, and Xiao Mengqian stretches out her hand to look towards the sky half-covered.

Not long after, Xiao Meng continued to make some final preparations before the opening of the art festival. Xiao Mengqian glanced at the painting bag beside her, and then dragged her chin to look at the people who came and went.

"Are you in a daze?" Dono's voice came from the side.

"I'm watching them." Xiao Mengqian turned to look at Dono.

"Would you like coffee?" Dono handed over a cup of coffee.

"Thank you." Xiao Mengqian held a coffee cup to warm her hands. The climate in Nardo City is not too cold in winter, and the low temperature is about ten degrees.

However, Xiao Mengqian's hands or body temperature, in the words of her roommate Fu Yufeng, are like snow on Mount Fuji, cold and unmelting.

"But today's progress can't show the effect." Xiao Mengqian saw that people who had prepared their works in advance were looking for a place suitable for their works.

"It's okay, one week, even if it's a semi-finished product, as long as it's good enough, you can meet someone who appreciates you."

Xiao Mengqian listened and nodded.

The paintings of the art festival are mainly composed of two parts, one part is prepared in advance and displayed on site, and the other part is painted on site. Dono didn't see anything from Xiao Mengqian's paintings in the past three days, only that Xiao Mengqian Meng Qian draws very slowly, and it seems to be a painting?borders or outlines.

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And this day has also become a day that Dono will never forget. The sun was shining brightly, and Xiao Mengqian, who was dressed in Hanfu, calmly and gracefully picked up a brush in the eyes of everyone, and stood in the middle of the hanging three-meter-long scroll. Splash ink on the blank space.

By the side of the clear lotus pool, the jade feet are dotted with ripples, the peach fan and the hibiscus noodles, the Iraqi people are in the water.

Xiao Mengqian turned around and stood still after putting down her paintbrush. The exquisite makeup and luxurious clothes, especially the hair on her temples, under the breeze, the girl seemed to walk out of the painting, making the ripples in the painting and the startling koi carp It is lifelike, and it seems that the Hangu Qingshui in the painting was born to set off the girl in front of me. Under the reflection of the two, this painting, which is full of exotic customs and creativity in the eyes of many foreigners, has become the focus of this area in the exhibition. , when the crowd of onlookers in front of him gradually increased, Xiao Mengqian, who had been standing as a part of the painting, smiled at everyone.

Slowly backed away, revealing the position she was standing just now. With this movement, the blank part of the character in the painting was exposed. Xiao Mengqian held the fan in her hand, her arms and sleeves were hanging down, and the fan in the other hand Gently fanning, under the gaze of everyone, as the sleeves and fan continued to move downward, in the picture scroll, a woman in pink clothes like Xiao Mengqian slowly appeared in everyone's sight, and with the last The figure of the woman in the painting is fully exposed, and there has been a burst of exclamation and applause outside the exhibition area.

At this time, Xiao Mengqian also took up her sleeves and held a fan, and bowed deeply to everyone.

Xiao Mengqian's actions made Dono on the side full of admiration. As Xiao Mengqian's mentor here, Dono watched several younger and older people standing behind the crowd discussing and commenting carefully. Thinking back to the few days when he and He Lao had been in contact, he hesitated for a long time and made a phone call that he dared not make.

Dono was on the phone here, while Fu Yufeng on the other side had already walked to Xiao Mengqian with shock and surprise. As for his booth, let's leave it alone, anyway, there is no one there.

Fu Yufeng walked up to Xiao Mengqian, who was displaying other works of hers, and helped her hold the works she had brought.

"What is this?" Fu Yufeng looked at the work in his hand in surprise.

The silhouette of a huge deer appeared in the dark night. Looking at the people walking with lamps on the small road, although the deer could be seen from the outline, but the huge and blurred figure and the dark tone of the painting style made Fu Yufeng realize the painting in a short while. helplessness and panic.

Xiao Mengqian took the painting and placed it in an inconspicuous place, but it would definitely be noticed by those who looked at her painting. She turned around and said, "This..." After a pause, she closed the picture. Looking at the blue sky with a smile, he said, "This is me too. I can't say this is me. After all, I haven't seen it again."

And Dono, who was watching Xiao Mengqian's situation closely while on the phone with Mr. He, also noticed the painting. After asking Mr. He, he heard some explanations from Mr. He, and looked at Xiao Mengqian. There was a little more approval in his eyes.

"Good teacher, I will pay attention, um, I will take good care of her, okay, then I will say so." After Dono said a few words, he said with some hope: "I am looking forward to it." On that day."

As time went by, before the end of the afternoon, only a few people came forward to inquire about Xiao Mengqian's further situation. Looking at the unfamiliar faces of those people, Dono drank a cup of coffee and showed a smile. Let Xiao Mengqian solve it by himself. The people who will come tomorrow and the day after tomorrow are the real big shots. Thinking of this, Dono couldn't help but look at the coffee in his hand with a smile, and scolded himself: If you still drink coffee, you can't go to bed early and come to help tomorrow. Did Xiao Mengqian "block the gun"?

"Mengqian! You come!" Because today's visit time is almost over, there are not many people in front of Xiao Mengqian's booth, Xiao Mengqian apologized to those who were visiting and left Come to the exhibition area of ​​Fu Yufeng.

Dono was also there at this time, discussing something with Fu Yufeng's mentor.

"Me, me, me! A teacher wants to accept me!" Fu Yufeng was a little incoherent, and excitedly grabbed Xiao Mengqian's hand.

"Really!" Xiao Mengqian was also very excited, sincerely happy for her roommate.

"Look, this is his business card. He said let me think about it. I actually know him a little bit. He has been in country D all year round, and his paintings have been greatly influenced by the Ukiyo-e paintings of country D. Me, me, me! I want a master! "Fu Yufeng took Xiao Mengqian's hand and jumped aside.

Just as Fu Yufeng was bouncing around, Dono and Yalita also came over. As Fu Yufeng's mentor, Yalita also sincerely congratulated her students, saying: "Just now, Mr. Dono and I met again. After chatting for a while, from the point of view of our tutor, that one is really suitable for you, especially your painting skills and observation skills will be more refined."

"Okay, then I'll reply to him tomorrow!" After Fu Yufeng and the two instructors had expressed their thanks, they urged, "Meng Qian Meng Qian! Hurry up and pack up our things and we'll come out tonight to get high!" Seeing her booth push, she turned around and began to pack her own things. The remaining two tutors looked at Fu Yufeng who was packing up his things excitedly while whining or humming, and smiled.

Fu Yufeng, who was holding the wine glass, suddenly leaned over and touched Xiao Mengqian's wine glass loudly. Xiao Mengqian shrank back subconsciously, and saw Fu Yufeng who was drunk and asked: "Have you experienced anything? I always feel You are so mysterious..." After speaking, the wine glass in his hand was poured down, leaving only more intoxicated eyes and a few hums.

Fu Yufeng was a little drunk, and Xiao Mengqian, who was almost a head taller than her, picked her up effortlessly. Fortunately, he didn't drink too much. Fortunately, this bar was just across the street from the school. Meng Qian walked slowly with Fu Yufeng on her back, while looking up at the full moon in the sky from time to time.

It is true that I am a little... homesick, and I miss the warmth.

On the second day, Xiao Mengqian, who was infected by melancholy all night, with dark circles under her eyes, and under the observation of several masters, expressed her thoughts on the tip of her pen, and the melancholy of sad autumn, perhaps only Chinese people understand .

One of them came over, and after saying a few words to Xiao Mengqian, Xiao Mengqian showed embarrassment, and Dono, who also had dark circles under his eyes because he couldn't sleep at night because of drinking too much coffee, appeared on the stage. After discussing the words, he vaguely explained to several masters that Xiao Mengqian had already been instructed by an expert, and then when those people asked who the sacred teacher Xiao Mengqian was, Dono concealed more. After the sentence, there was a mysterious smile on the corner of the mouth, and the other questions were answered correctly, but no more questions about Teacher Xiao Mengqian.

In the end, those bosses left with disappointment, and Xiao Mengqian behind him also breathed a sigh of relief.

After the art festival ended, Misslan School officials also began to evaluate the works of the students during the art festival. Every student who participated in the art festival was divided into five sections according to the label that was originally reported to the school when applying for the booth. Inside, and each student's photo and the main exhibited works below will have all the student's works displayed during the art festival, and the students who painted on site also include the video of their on-site painting.

Xiao Mengqian feels that this kind of evaluation interface is very good. Although it is open to the whole society, the background data is all manually reviewed by commissioners, and these commissioners are also from the officials of Nardo City and even the officials of Country C, just to ensure the voting results fairness and justice.

The author says:

Let's work hard today! . !

To stay graceful and happy, to live happily every day, woohoo! . !