Late Summer

"Deep Summer" Tough little white tea with a paintbrush × lazy and warm physics boy Copywriting: / Yunshu had been dancing classical dance for ten years, but overnight he picked up a painting despite his mother's strong opposition. When everyone asked her, she only said it was because of love. When the results of the college entrance examination were released, everyone was shocked. Shencheng ranked first in the art major and ranked first in the class in cultural scores. She was once called a talented painter. Everyone noticed her impressive results, but few people were familiar with those days in the studio. During the training, it was freezing cold, and she was the only one left in the studio. Her pencil-sharpening hand was shaking badly. When she answered the phone, her eyes were red, "I can't hold on any longer." Later, the great painter held charity art exhibitions and gave free open classes to children who loved painting. He helped many young students become talented and was rated as a Qinghe painter. Someone asked her why she insisted on her love so much. She slowly described the most surging painting—— When they were studying in the first year of high school, they climbed to the top of the mountain. In front of them was him, and in front of him was the world. Standing on a high place, the girl and the boy enjoyed the whole world. That was the most majestic scenery Yunshu had ever seen. The young man was right in front of her, and behind him were mountains, clouds, wind, and the whole world. "There are two moments, one is the painting on the top of the mountain, and the other is when he said on that phone call: 'You will always be my pride.'" / Before Yun Shu left for training camp as a sophomore in high school, he always felt that something was wrong. Duan Fenchi had been acting strange recently. He suddenly became very nice to her and would approach her from time to time when talking. She wondered in her heart, but it felt inexplicably sweet. At the garden party, she turned her back to him, looked at herself with a red face in the small mirror, and whispered in a low voice, "It seems like he cares a little too much about Duan Frenchi." The person behind him hadn't gone far, and when he came around and heard these words, he felt ridiculous and laughed. "Only a little? Yunshu." Turning around suddenly to look at his smiling and helpless eyes, "I've wanted to talk to you for a long time, but you said that in your heart I'm just Duan Yian's brother?" This time, both people heard the heartbeat. ----- "The cloud tree is divided into three stations, and the smoke wave is limited to one. I can't help but sigh at the distance of an inch, but I am tired of the frequency of books." -Duan Frechix Yunshu -Two-way secret love/childhood sweetheart/campus cookie -Inspirational/brave pursuit of dreams by: (This is my first time writing an article. If anyone likes my article, thank you very much) Concept: Youth Campus