Qin Lefeng did not come the first class that morning, and Yu Nan was sitting on pins and pins in the pity of his classmates.

Huxin Academy of Fine Arts is the top 3 art colleges in the country. There are many talented people like crucian carp. On campus, you can get an outstanding student who is the first prize in a certain competition. However, there are not many people who want to get a look like Yu Nan. Because he is a true class favorite, how can he not be cared about if he is injured?

In order to protect his friend's **, he said that he had bumped into the iron door frame under the dormitory building, and he was lonely until the morning class was about to end, and Qin Lefeng was late.

The professor was talking about the history of Chinese and foreign art, and the students in the audience were drowsy.

Qin Lefeng saw that he had been hiding in the quilt and cried all night, and insisted on his expression of solemnity and acted like "I'm fine".

Yu Nan couldn't tell whether he was in trouble. He was not good at judging people's psychology: "Lele, did Shi Xin look for you? He didn't find out that you smashed the guitar, right? If he found out, don't admit it."

Qin Lefeng didn't want to mention Shi Xin at all, let alone the guitar was not hit. The scumbag didn't even come out to take a look at the affectionate mistress. Of course, he had to be a turtle with his head, so how could he contact him on his own initiative?

However, the injury of Yu Nan is what Qin Lefeng cares most about now: "Baby, I have announced on my WeChat Moments that the world has recovered from being single last night. Who the hell remembers him? Come here first and let me take a look at your wound."

Yu Nan was afraid of pain, Qin Lefeng knew that he was the kind of person who even shed tears when he was thorned when his face was placed on the frame. This time, I won’t say how much it hurts when he was pushed down and knocked down. Qin Lefeng felt so guilty of taking Yu Nan to the bar impulse last night.

"I'm sorry." Qin Lefeng gently lifted the corner of the gauze and looked at it, and his tone suddenly fell, "It's all my fault."

Yun Nan said seriously: "It's not your push, you don't need to apologize."

Qin Lefeng became even more angry: "Damn it, Yan Sini, I will beat him once when I see him in the future."

Yun Nan: "Yan Sini?"

"Just pushing you that ugly pussy!" Qin Lefeng said angrily, "I have seen him in the band a few times before. I heard that his family is still a scholarly family and runs a private hospital at home. I don't know how he taught such a scum and was uneducated."

Yu Nan did not comment on this. His shoulder-slide fell last night and did not make the other party feel better. In short, he probably won't see that person again in the future.

He told Qin Lefeng what Xiao Zhou told him in the morning: "The people from Mr. Gong have already handled it for us. He will be punished, so we don't care about him anymore."

Only Yun Nan can be so open-minded. In his cognition, justice is the world, and bad guys will turn things around if they are punished.

If someone else had such a face and was hurt on his face, it would be very uncomfortable.

Qin Lefeng could come up with the reason why Yu Nan didn’t care about his appearance.

"Okay." Qin Lefeng said, "By the way, will you still go to work part-time next Thursday?"

Yun Nan only told Qin Lefeng that his part-time job is to restore a burnt oil painting portrait.

In fact, the portrait was from Gong Cheng himself. He was about teenagers, and the paintings were also a little immature and could not be considered a mature work. When Yu Nan received this job, he knew that this painting should be very important to Gong Cheng, so he was copied and repainted by his lover.

Every Thursday, Yu Nan would meet him at Gong Cheng's gallery. Generally speaking, they would stay alone in the studio for two hours to give opinions on the missing parts. Gong Cheng was mostly reading books, while Yu Nan painted, and they would talk about some imaginative topics. From Michelangelo to O'Henry, Gong Cheng seemed to know everything.

Maybe it was during those two hours that Yu Nan had a different feeling about Gong Cheng, which made him think of what Gong Cheng said to him in the morning, and it seemed like he had made some agreement.

Before Yu Nan's reaction was over, Qin Lefeng glanced at it and narrowed his eyes: "Why are your ears red?"

Yun Nan covered his ears and tried to be superstitious about the audio-visual video of the food: "No. Someone must be scolding me."

Qin Lefeng glanced at him pamperedly: "I mean that he is an elder. I won't say anything about treating you to dinner. This time I helped us again. When you go to work part-time next time, I ask him when he is free, and we will also treat him to dinner to express our gratitude."

elder?

Yun Nan wanted to tell Qin Lefeng about what happened between him and Gong Cheng, but when he heard these two ears became even hotter.

He suddenly felt a little secretly traitorous. Although nothing happened between them, there was indeed a gap of age - Gong Cheng could be his uncle.

Yu Nan nodded: "I'm going next week."

There are still six days left before next Thursday, and he is actually a little nervous now. Humans are really strange creatures.

At noon, the two went to the cafeteria for lunch. Before they walked far, they heard the roar of a motorcycle engine from far to near.

Someone came to the sun under the scorching sun, but when they came, they had long legs to support the ground, sweat sprinkled on the muscles outside the black vest, reflecting a honey-like luster.

The visitor took off his helmet and showed a mouthful of white teeth: "Yun Nan! Such a coincidence!"

Yun Nan seemed to be unable to see his muscles: "Hello, senior."

It’s a coincidence that there is a canteen on the sculpture department. This person came here and met by chance. Qin Lefeng knew that he could watch another show today, "I bet you can't flirt with Yu Nan."

The visitor is Feng Zirui, a senior in the Sculpture Department. He has taken the postgraduate entrance examination at this school and has become the only two personal disciples of the famous sculpture artist. He has been very popular in the school recently. Yu Nan and him met at a Sunday market last semester.

"Hi." Feng Zirui greeted Qin Lefeng, "You are going to have a meal too? Do you mind sitting together."

Qin Lefeng is a familiar person, so he naturally doesn't mind, and Yu Nan doesn't argue. Anyway, he has always followed the crowd, so the three of them chose a seat by the window.

Feng Zirui took a bottle of mineral water, he unscrewed the cap, raised his head and poured half of the bottle. The Adam's apple followed his swallowing movements, and the restless hormones spread. It turned out to be a master from the sculpture department. It seemed that he could easily move a hundred kilograms of yellow mud.

Yun Nan was having a meal with his head down.

Qin Lefeng saw that Feng Zirui was defeated, and he felt relieved and wanted to laugh.

Feng Zirui finished drinking water: "What's wrong with Yu Nan's head?"

Yun Nan still said the same thing: "I bumped into the iron door frame under the dormitory building."

Feng Zirui's eyes were smiling: "Why are you so careless? I have reminded you to see the road when you walk. Last time you hit an electric pole, you still don't have a memory."

Yun Nan said, "I can remember it in the future." It sounds a bit obedient.

Qin Lefeng looked at Yu Nan and thought to himself that this fool didn't know when he would be able to get enlightened.

Feng Zirui looked for another topic: "Speaking of it, I've always been curious, why didn't you consider the film school next door? I heard that a scout came to you. Being a star is much easier to stand out than painting."

Yu Nan looked so calm and unparalleled: "I can't pass the exam."

Feng Zirui still wanted to joke, only thinking that Yu Nan was sarcastic.

Qin Lefeng felt unhappy on his face and interrupted him: "We, Yu Nan, only have art in our hearts, what is skinny? Can you only see Yu Nan's appearance in your eyes?"

Feng Zirui choked for a moment, and he didn't know why Qin Lefeng reacted so much.

Yu Nan replied seriously: "I like painting. Senior, have you not listened to our university principal, the famous teacher Yu Shen, saying that painting changes destiny. No matter setbacks, poverty or suffering, painting can become the dawn of hope."

Feng Zirui smiled embarrassedly: "Besides hitting the door frame, what else can you suffer."

Yu Nan nodded: "What happened before, but now there is nothing."

In fact, if it weren't for the incident that happened when he was seven years old, Yun Nan, as the son of a drama actor, would probably have embarked on another artistic path. He has been very eye-catching since he was a child, and a little boy like a doll, no one would have to admit the Creator's preference.

Fortunately, after the accident, he quickly showed his talent that had not been shown before. He could accurately depict the specific image of what he saw and distinguish colors on the color card that ordinary people could not distinguish between different colors. Destiny seemed to have opened another door for him.

Yu Zizi was very excited and spent a huge amount of money to ask him for a teacher and buy painting tools. Yun Nan fell into the world of art.

When Yu Nan was in high school, he began to come into contact with oil paintings and fell in love with Yu Shen's works. After watching several interviews with each other, the fifty-year-old man became his idol. He made up his mind to take the exam for the Huxin Academy of Fine Arts, where he graduated from his idol. He succeeded in one fell swoop. His current dream is to become a great painter.

Yun Nan believed in the saying "drawing changes destiny" and almost became a catchphrase.

"I've heard this." Feng Zirui was a little embarrassed by his serious expression and immediately followed him.

Everyone in Huxin Academy of Fine Arts knows that Yu Nan is not a vase, why did he forget it?

Qin Lefeng calmed down a little, pinched Yu Nan's face, but his tone was proud: "...You're probably joining Yu Shen's cult." He turned to tell Feng Zirui, "Look, don't compare fame and fortune with his dreams. Not every superficial person can match my Yun Nan."

That afternoon, the class informed that they would go to Qianfoshan to sketch next month. The class was wailing, saying that the weather was so hot that the teacher thought they were not dying fast enough.

Yu Nan called Yu Zizi, but he called three times in a row but failed to get through.

As a drama actor and a single mother, Yu Zizi is very dedicated to work and sometimes it is common for rehearsals not to hear the phone ringing. Yu Nan still has some money, but Yu Zizi has always taught him to be prepared for any trouble when he goes out. It is best to call her when he needs money.

The phone suddenly vibrated.

Someone sent him a WeChat message.

Feng Zirui: Yu Nan, I heard you say last time that I usually work part-time. I have a pretty good deal here, do you want to go?

Yun Nan thought about it before replying: What is it?

Feng Zirui: My uncle has a wall painting renovation on his hand, and I’m responsible for it.

Yun Nan and Qin Lefeng had painted wall paintings for a kindergarten before, and they were considered experienced. After asking about the reward, they found that the reward was higher than the last time he painted wall paintings.
Chapter completed!