Wen Ning was delayed for a few days due to ankle sprain.
When I arrived nearby, I was shocked by the huge "Starry Sky" relief sculpture at the school gate.
The teaching director patted his shoulder kindly: "Student, welcome to join our school's top art specialty class."
When she opened the studio door with a calm attitude:
On the left hand side, the leader of the sketching team is making an afterimage with his hand, and the charcoal dust is floating like smoke.
On the right, the color team maniac smashed the paint angrily: "This cobalt blue is not melancholy enough!"
People in the sculpture area in the back row suddenly shouted: "Who dares to touch my David's abdominal muscles?!"
Wen Ning:... Is it too late to drop out of school now?
What's even more frightening is that the head teacher pointed to the empty seat in the corner and smiled: "Your deskmate is Jiang Yu, who won the National Youth Beauty Competition last year."
The young man raised his eyes from behind the easel, his eyelashes were stained with gypsum powder, and his tone was cold: "It's blocking the light, please let me go."
In order to preserve the class's myth of "all members attaching importance to their academic qualifications", Wen Ning was forced to activate hell mode:
I was sharpening a pencil in the dark at 5 o'clock in the morning, and was chased two miles away by the security guard as a thief.
In order to grab the apple in the C position of the still life stage, he fought with the sports student next door.
The score of the monthly examination paper was crushed miserably, and Jiang Yu handed over his notes: "Wrong question set, the day will end."
When everyone thought that the rookie would roll up his sleeves sooner or later
On the mid-term joint examination list, Wen Ning's name was actually listed right below Jiangyu!
The young man looked at her sketch and curled his lips: "Next time, try to steal my position?"
Small Theater
At the school anniversary exhibition, Wen Ning's works were criticized as "lifeless". That night, Jiang Yu climbed over the wall and took her to the top of the teaching building. The city lights formed a galaxy beneath his feet, and he handed over the spray paint can:
"Draw the world in your eyes, no matter what they say." The next day, the dean of students roared at the giant graffiti on the rooftop: "Who changed my painting into Cyber Nezha Haohai?!"
The paint war is about to break out, youth will never be NG!
Reading Guide
1V1 double first love, the daily life of art class
The whole process was easy and hassle-free
The Cold Roll King × The Genius of Wild Road
Concept: True art comes from persistence in oneself, while growth is learning to find a balance between rules and rebellion.