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There are office workers next door, and the morning is always like a regular alarm clock.
The boy opened his eyes in a daze, half-closed his eyes, and got out of bed.
Groped to the bathroom, rubbed his waist, and turned on the water.
His squinted eyes slowly widened, and when he lowered his head to wipe, he paused his hands, almost crushing his big baby with a shake of his hands.
On the inside of the thigh, there are some suffocating marks, from the calf to the top, it looks like pinch marks, and it looks like
Rubbed his eyes, and looked again, no dazzle.
However, when I stood in front of the mirror and washed my hands, I also took a deep breath, and new marks appeared on my neck, this time from the shoulder to the neck.
He slept with his head tilted last night, and this area was exposed to the air.
He was originally hiding under the quilt. After he fell asleep, he probably got out because he was too stuffy. When he just woke up, he was already outside the quilt.
Jingle bell, jingle bell.
There was class today, and the alarm clock sounded dutifully, scaring Chen Jiabai who came out of the bathroom to jump up.
Damn, don't care about other things.
I glanced at the time, it was seven forty.
There is a distance from here to the school, so he couldn't dawdle any longer, so he put his things aside and began to wash.
After biting a piece of bread, he rushed out the door quickly.
It takes about ten minutes from his place to the school, and the bus is hard to squeeze. He usually walks there by himself, and the calculation time should be about the same.
On the way, I bought a cup of soy milk and sucked it up in one go.
Probably because he didn't sleep well these few nights, and his whole body was sore, he carried the drawing board and paints, and arrived at the class in a hurry.
Today is a fine art class, a professional teacher, he dare not neglect, he jogged here, fortunately, the bell has not rang before the sea of ??knowledge, their professional teachers usually enter the door by the bell on the hour.
There are already more than a dozen people in the class. They are at the end of the class, so there are only about twenty people in total, and there are small groups with each other, and outsiders can't get in at all.
The students of the Academy of Art have one thing in common, that is, their appearance is not low. Even if their foundation is not good, they can be retouched the day after tomorrow. After all, as an art student, they have high requirements for aesthetics, so how can they allow themselves to destroy the beauty.
Of course, generally speaking, this is the case during school.
After graduating and continuing to develop fine art painters start to forget food and sleep, it will be different.
It is possible to grow a moustache, face full of stubble, slovenly, boys with pigtails, not wash their face for a week, and change clothes every half a month.
Chen Jiabai found a corner and began to place equipment. He was patted on the shoulder, and a cheerful male voice came from behind him.
"Is there anyone here, can you sit on the side?"
Chen Jiabai looked back, he still had a little impression of this male classmate, named Ye Chenchen, who, like him, did not integrate into the small group, but wandered among various groups, seeming to be able to do a job with ease, Chen Jiabai was a little envious of him before.
"OK."
Ye Chenchen seemed to be a player with a cheerful personality and a good appetite. He put away his things as soon as he came up, and helped Chen Jiabai organize the paint by the way.
"How long has it been since you used paint, it's all cracked."
The paint in the palette is all cracked.
His face turned red, and Chen Jiabai coughed: "I caught a cold recently"
Ye Chenchen had an expression that I understood, and didn't expose him.
The class bell rang, and the professional teacher entered the classroom following the bell. Today's topic is to practice pens and still life sketches.
After setting up fruit bottles and other things, their professional teacher also set up the painting tools and began to demonstrate in person.
The whole classroom is not too quiet, there are occasional discussions, and the sound of the brush on the paper sounds quite pleasant.
Ye Chenchen: "Student Xiaobai, is the color here too light?"
Halfway through the painting, Ye Chenchen suddenly turned around and discussed with him softly.
Chen Jiabai was taken aback, thinking he was being called by his live broadcast name, but when he turned his head, he saw Ye Chenchen looking at him with a smile, and murmured in his heart.
"You can call me Jiabai."
"I think it might be a bit grayer, the weather is so-so today, with natural light"
Ye Chenchen: "Well, I think so too."
Chen Jiabai: "Today's weather is actually not suitable for painting still life."
"Well, but Old Wei likes this dark style."
After discussing for a while, Ye Chenchen came from Chen Jiabai.After rustling for a while, the villain finally turned around.
He had his hands behind his back, but because they were transparent, Chen Jiabai saw that he was holding something red in his hands.
The villain whispered softly: "Little cutie, hey, this is for you!"
It is a flower, a rose folded out of red book pages.
Chen Jiabai was speechless: "Hmm?"
"If you don't speak, I will take it as your promise?"
Chen Jiabai: "???"
"Then can you give me something?"
what?
The villain was about to speak when suddenly a gust of wind blew up, only curling up Chen Jiabai's bangs, but the villain seemed to be blown by a strong wind.
His small body floated up and just hugged Chen Jiabai's fingers.
Yay.
"Hey, don't forget, cutie, you promised me!"
Then the wind suddenly blew up and blew him away.
Chen Jiabai was puzzled, what did I promise you?
Just at this time, my mind was in a trance again, my eyelids became heavier and heavier, and I couldn't hold it anymore, so I fell on the desk
Opening his eyes with difficulty, his mind seemed to be filled with lead, and it took him a while to recover.
Chen Jiabai is confused, is he dreaming?
Glance around.
All the people left.
There was no one in the classroom. He rubbed his eyes. He found that, except for the classroom lights, all the lights in the corridor were dimmed. He looked at the clock on the wall.
10:13 minutes.
get out of class ended at 9:30, and he unexpectedly fell asleep for forty-three minutes.
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