My boyfriend is also very sweet today

Jiang Yao almost dropped the pen in his hand, but when he remembered that it was the middle of the night and there were still people sleeping, he just put his hand down as a gesture.

But the sound of him rubbing the ball of paper still woke Tang Tang up.

Jiang Yao glanced at the bed behind him, Tang Tang frowned and turned over, lying on the pillow and squinting at him: "Go to sleep, I will draw tomorrow, don't be tired."

Then he closed his eyes and went back to sleep.

Jiang Yao raised his hand to wipe his face, and let out a long breath.It's kind of like giving up.

There is nothing to be irritated about. Instead of being irritated, it is better to make a quick decision, give up or continue painting.It wasn't an easy road, he knew, but there was still a difference between mental preparation and actual action.He was afraid of this kind of trouble and not being recognized, and the complete useless work always made him disheartened.

The pairing ring was done according to the requirements of Cheng Xue and He Qingge, and it was done in a national style.He checked a lot of information, but in the end they were all rejected by Mediterranean Sea and the couple.

Neither this nor that, shit!

"Your color scheme...it's too vulgar... Besides, men wear this real ojbk???" The squad leader brazenly held a mobile phone to discuss the artwork with Jiang Yao video.Jiang Yao was called away within 2 minutes of chatting, and the video call was hung up hastily.

"Oh, it's not easy for this kid..." Cheng Xue shook her head, not knowing whether she was talking to herself or chatting with others, she just sighed.

Tang Tang answered her words from the side: "Well, he is not in a good mood after being rejected like this every day."

"I think he's spinning like this...is he too tired? I'm tired from watching their competition, and I still have to draw this. Where did he get the time?"

"Stay up late." Tang Tang bit his lip, "I can draw more than a little every night."

"That can't be done!" Cheng Xue exploded, "No one forced him to submit the entry form, but he doesn't have to submit his work for the competition!"

Tang Tang didn't speak, his mind was heavy.

The dark circles under Jiang Yao's eyes are particularly obvious.He didn't come back after a long time for evening self-study. After washing up, he lay down on the bed and squinted for a while, when the lights were about to turn off, the phone suddenly rang.He raised his hand to turn it off without moving, and after another 2 minutes there was another long sigh, and he got up and turned on the light and laid paper to draw pictures.

Tang Tang opened his mouth, hesitated for a moment and asked him, "Are you okay?"

"No." Jiang Yao's drawing hand didn't stop, but just looked at the picture on the phone, the tip of the pen paused, and tapped the paper, as if thinking, "I'm just... a little annoying."

"Stop for a while, your state is not right, at least take a rest."

"I've been resting for more than an hour." Jiang Yao scratched his hair a little irritably, Tang Tang knew that he was not attacking himself, but venting himself.

"Then if you torture yourself like this, is there anything you have done?"

I didn't hear an answer for a long time. With a "snap", the lights above my head went out, and the screen of the phone that wasn't fully charged turned on because of a power outage.

Jiang Yao didn't seem to react, then dragged the chair up and turned off the light switch. The sound of the chair being pulled to the ground let out a long sigh for him.

Then he gave a muffled "hmm": "What are you going to say?"

"I don't want to draw anymore."

"It's still the same, what kind of talent is there? You must have missed it." He lowered his head and turned the pen quickly in his hand to hide his inner anxiety. His tone was still pretending to be relaxed, but his speech was fast. Quite a lot.

Can't hide it at all.

"It's always been like this. It's not that I didn't work hard. Then I tried hard, isn't it still the same? I worked so hard to get something, and finally told me that it was impossible. Then why did I work so hard?"

"I've drawn so much fucking! After reading so many books, staying up all night reading and painting, whether I can't get into high school or not, whether I should get an F or an F, is it my fault? It's..."

"Okay, don't talk about it." Tang Tang didn't want to hear him endlessly complaining about himself. There would be no positive results, and maybe the more he thought about it, the worse it would be.He walked over, picked up the pencil that Jiang Yao dropped, and scribbled on the paper twice, "Don't put so much pressure on yourself, what will I do if you go crazy?"

Jiang Yao lost all strength and leaned against his waist.

Tang Tang adjusted the angle, pressed half of his face on his stomach, and touched it: "Okay, don't be impatient, come one by one, at least I can see how hard you work, this is also a kind of progress. "

"But……"

"Why are you so utilitarian? It's your fault to be eager for success. Do you understand step by step?" Tang Tang gave a "tsk" and began to educate him, "You have to win an award to be called happiness. So many people who don't have awards are not happy. I'm going to jump off a building."

Tang Tang chatted with him in a relaxed tone: "I actually wanted to hurt you when I heard you said that you didn't want to paint, but I remembered that you had listened to my words, so I held back."

"Oh, you're going to scold me, you don't love me anymore." Jiang Yao cheated, broke free and was hugged back by Tang Tang.

"Don't, I didn't say that!" Tang Tang hooked his finger at the corner of his mouth as a tease, "You try to find the right way, instead of forcing yourself to act for yourself, you have to do it for yourself. Take responsibility for your own results."

Jiang Yao thought, Tang Tang is indeed a very wise and excellent person!

"Then, my wise life mentor, how can I solve this problem?" Jiang Yao pretended to be obedient, tilted her head, and asked a question like a primary school student.

"The wise life mentor tells you, learn to arrange your own affairs first, give up one or two things, wait until the state is adjusted, and the most important thing at the moment is resolved, and then devote yourself to other things!"

Jiang Yao began to think about what he was going to give up now, and Tang Tang made a decision for him: "Okay, the most important thing for you right now is to sleep! Go, go to sleep!" He reached out and turned off the desk lamp. Unable to adapt to the sudden darkness, he temporarily lost his vision.

He was hugged by Jiang Yao at this time.The two arms hanging by his side were tightly bound, unable to break free.

"Don't move, if you just leave like this, I will subjectively speculate that you don't love me anymore." Jiang Yao played shamelessly and buried her face in his chest, "Tang Tang..."

"Hey." Tang Tang said.

"What would I do without you?"

"That's why God sent me to stay with you."

"So can I hold you to sleep?"

"Um???"

Jiang Yao was shamelessly lying on Tang Tang's bed, trapping him between himself and the wall, and Tang Tang couldn't push him away.

He asked Jiang Yao to go back to sleep on his bed, but Jiang Yao grumbled and said that he was too tired to climb the ladder.

Well, just sleep here and sleep here, anyway, it's not too crowded to hug so tightly.

Listening to his gentle breathing and heartbeat, Tang Tang soon fell asleep.

"Young people are always so impetuous." Hai Hai reviewed Jiang Yao's new manuscript, and Jiang Yao nodded beside him whether he listened or not.

During the basketball game, he stopped drawing manuscripts and concentrated on playing the game. At most, he took the notebook and scribbled a few times when inspiration struck.After the competition officially ended, he studied one by one. Now that he has produced such a large pile of things, he plans to cast the net widely and catch more fish.

When he is in a good state, his mentality is good, and he has a lot of inspiration. He spent two nights drawing a bunch of manuscripts, asked Cheng Xue and He Qingge to pick a few, and gave them all to Mediterranean Sea.

Mediterranean was a little surprised, young people are different, they have a lot of ideas, and the ideas are not bad.

He picked the best of them, and gave him a rare compliment.I just mentioned a few points and asked Jiang Yao to go back and change it, but he still felt that he was being critical.When I brought it back, it was quite perfect, and I feel that it can surpass a lot of students in the same batch.

"I think you will definitely come back with the prize." Tang Tang tried to hook him up but failed, and walked away quickly with a dark face after he was excited.

Jiang Yao was very happy to be encouraged, and now she is waiting to submit the work and wait for the result.He didn't want to win any awards. There are so many schools in the city and so many students participating. He just wanted to prove that he could do it.

The two returned to the classroom, which was the self-study class, where Cheng Xue directed the rehearsal.

Last year's New Year's Eve party, the dance of their class was well received by the school leaders, and they decided to let their class do it again this year—I never expected that this year they would not dance, but acted in skits—Qian Jingjun and Qin Sheng even had a separate dance. The show said cross talk!

Treasure boy Treasure boy, I have to obey.

Jiang Yao came to his senses, New Year's Day is coming.

Tang Tang didn't get a role this time, but he wasn't idle either. When the time came, all departments of the Student Union would be responsible for the whole party. As the Minister of Health, he definitely couldn't relax.

It was the first time for Jiang Yao to see Cheng Xue's performance planning with her own eyes—it was very fierce, and double standards were very double standards.Zhao Linglong is a goddess to her, while others are lackeys.

With tears in their eyes, everyone worked hard for the gang leader and his wife...

I still remember last year when I asked for women's clothing and was stopped abruptly...

Jiang Yao looked amused, and raised his mobile phone to take a picture of the messy classroom.