sunflower bird

Chapter 6

Back at school, Chang Kuan was already waiting at the school gate.As soon as he saw Qi Xi, he ran over in a hurry.

"You finally came!"

"What happened?" Before the bicycle stopped, Qi Xi had already collapsed from it.

"Isn't the school going to hold an art exhibition in the middle of next month?"

"I know this, let's get to the point."

"The point is, some of the paintings were maliciously daubed with paint, and several school girls were crying."

Qi Xi stopped: "How many were destroyed?"

Chang Kuan: "Basically everyone except you is..."

Qi Xi frowned: "Except mine?"

"Yes! Isn't it strange?"

"Did they suspect that I did it?"

Chang Kuan was shocked, and quickly waved his hands: "How is it possible, everyone is not stupid!"

"Has the monitoring been checked? Has the teacher notified you? Aren't these paintings all locked in one classroom?"

"Checked and notified. The monitoring is fucking broken! What a coincidence! There is still more than a month until the exhibition time, and the sketches of these paintings have been previewed on the school Weibo, so it is impossible to reproduce painting, and there is certainly not enough time to repaint.”

……

Qi Xi and Chang Kuan came to the studio, and there were already many people around, including teachers and students.A few school girls were already crying badly, and their eyes were swollen badly.

Qi Xi squeezed through the crowd, anyone who loves painting would feel tense at the scene in front of him.On the works pasted on the exhibition board, ink was more or less splashed or a few strokes were smeared...

Only Qi Xi's, his "Sea" was clean and intact.The two abrupt scenes make people feel that the "Sea" looks extraordinarily weird for no reason.

"It's too late to redraw...to repaint, how can I change such a painting? What...what to do." The girl next to me cried and said, her voice was hoarse, "I drew this painting... three Months...revised...revised dozens of times...what to do."

Yes, a good work cannot be completed in a day or two. It often takes on-the-spot inspections, repeated drawing, and repeated revisions to finally get a satisfactory finished product. There must be too little time.

To put it simply, this art exhibition is just a small art exhibition organized by the school itself, and it is used to communicate with other schools and some people who like painting.But to put it bluntly, if someone takes a fancy to your paintings, or takes a fancy to your style of painting, that's a job.

The teachers all looked dignified. This incident happened so suddenly that everyone was caught off guard.For a while, even the teacher was helpless.

"Qi Xi, you're here." One of the teachers adjusted his glasses.

Qi Xi nodded: "Teacher."

Only then did everyone realize that the owner of this "Sea" had arrived.

Qi Xi's complexion is not very good either, and it would be uncomfortable for anyone. Although his painting has not been destroyed, it is better to be destroyed.

"Let's change the painting." Another teacher said, "Let's get started, the painting that can be repaired..."

"No! It is said that pure student painting, we can't even just paint a stroke."

"Then what do you say! The painting has been destroyed like this, so we can't let a group of people only look at Qi Xi's."

"Or, let's put it bluntly, the painting is destroyed."

"A school famous for its fine arts can't even protect the paintings well. How do you make others think?"

"This won't work, that won't work! What do you say!"

……

A few teachers said something to you, and I said something, each tone raised, emotional, it sounded like they were arguing, but no one shirked responsibility, they were all thinking of ways, but they couldn't come up with the best one.

Qi Xi stood in the crowd, silently looking at the paintings in front of him.The voices in the ears gradually faded away, the voices of talking and crying became quieter, and the sound of breathing gradually disappeared.

He stared at those paintings for a long time, and also thought for a long time. From the moment he entered the classroom and saw the paintings, he was thinking of a way.He pursed his lips, then let out a long breath, turned around and asked the student behind him with tears in his eyes, "Do you have any paint?"

The junior was dumbfounded by the question, and it took him a while to react, and immediately opened the box on the ground: "Bring...bring it."

Qi Xi bent down and took one of the paintbrushes, picked a random blue one and dipped it a few times, then walked up to her painting in front of everyone, and painted it vigorously...

"Qi Xi! What are you doing?" Chang Kuan was the first to exclaim.

Immediately afterwards, the teacher closest to him rushed over and took the paintbrush from his hand.But it was too late, a superfluous stroke had already appeared on the painting.

"Teacher, hasn't the theme of the art exhibition been made public yet? Just changed the theme." Qi Xi said seriously, "This time the theme..."

Qi Xi took a deep breath: "Just change it to 'disabled', what do the teachers think?"

"Remnant" means imperfection, but the few strokes that were deliberately painted on the painting are more suitable for the theme, and it doesn't take too much time to change it.

The whole studio fell silent.

Chang Kuan stared blankly at Qi Xi, wondering if it was an illusion, he seemed to hear a slight tremor in his voice.

After a while, everyone reacted.

"Yes! Good! This idea is very good." The teacher standing beside Qi Xi spoke first.

"The ones that were just smeared a few times are easy to change, what about the ones that have been splashed with ink?" someone in the crowd asked.

"A large area of ​​ink can be deducted and made into a burning shape, and then painted on the edge, giving people a sense of being burnt and broken. The painting area is small, and the time should be enough to modify it on the original basis."

Chang Kuan's hairs stood on end when he heard this: "Grass! You are so awesome! Qi Xi! You are so awesome! You are my god!"

Chang Kuan's words made the classroom, which was originally low in pressure, easily and lively, and laughter came one after another, some with a strong nasal voice.

The teacher wearing glasses said: "Then let's start now, fix it and help destroy the large area."

Qi Xi was the first to bear the brunt. His painting was not damaged, and the color of the painting was blue in line with the theme, so he "added oil and vinegar" to his painting within a few minutes.

This stay lasted all afternoon.

"You need to change the color of the edge here again, it will be a little stiff when it fades." Qi Xi bent down and held the man's brush, but he didn't look at the person in his eyes, it all depends on the painting, "The painting is very good Okay, so the painting was originally a bird?" The painting shows a white dove without a body, and the body part has been deducted.

The man raised his head, his eyes suddenly lit up, handed him the paintbrush, and moved to the side: "Yes, learn...Senior."

Qi Xi just glanced at him, it was the person who lent him the paintbrush just now: "Just now, thank you for the paintbrush and paint."

The junior shook his head: "It's okay."

Qi Xi didn't continue talking, took the paintbrush to lighten the color, and made a transition for him with a serious expression: "It's almost there, you can change it by yourself." After speaking, he stood up, but was stopped by the student Leo: "Senior, my name is Yu Wen, a sophomore."

"I……"

"Senior, I know your name." Yu Wen looked at him with piercing eyes.

For some reason, Qi Xi always felt a little subtle, especially Yu Wen's eyes... The two looked at each other inexplicably for a while, Qi Xi wanted to avoid their eyes, but felt a little abrupt and impolite.

It was Chang Kuan who rescued him at this moment. When he rushed in, he made a bit of a noise, and it looked like he had managed to break free from the classroom.

"Qi Xi, Xiao Shi asked if you want to have dinner together?"

dinner……

Grass!

dinner!

Qi Xi's expression changed, and he quickly turned around and asked, "What time is it?"

"It's six o'clock. Hey, where are you going! Hey! Do you have dinner together?"

Chang Kuan reached out and didn't even grab Qi Xi's corner.

On the way there, Qi Xi could ride as fast as he could, and the north wind was blowing so loudly that it almost knocked out Qi Xi's ears.

When he arrived, Qi Xi left the car aside as soon as he entered the door. He felt that the time to park the car was wasted.

Because Lu Xiuyuan was in a bad mood at noon, he didn't eat a few mouthfuls.Now at this point, Qi Xi felt that the young master in his heart was not capable of cooking in a wheelchair.

So when he opened the door and saw Lu Xiuyuan holding instant noodles, he was very guilty, yes, guilty.It's somewhat inappropriate to use this word on this small matter, but he really felt that he shouldn't forget to cook for him.

"I'm sorry I'm late." Qi Xi's body was full of winter's chill, his face was flushed red from the wind, his hair was messed up, and he was a little bit embarrassed.

Lu Xiuyuan looked at the dusty Qi Xi at the door and said, "It's okay, I'm done eating."

Qi Xi strode forward, without slippers, and walked up to Lu Xiuyuan, only then did he see that the bucket he was holding was empty, and stared at the empty bucket for a few seconds: "I will never forget, I have something to do today, The paintings in the school..." He explained anxiously, but was interrupted before he finished speaking.

"What's wrong with your hand?" The wrist was suddenly held by Lu Xiuyuan, and this movement immediately stopped Qi Xi from talking, and stopped at the position where he was about to speak but was stuck, his mouth was slightly opened but no sound came out.

Lu Xiuyuan turned Qi Xi's left hand over. The wound on the palm of the hand had stopped bleeding, but the blood was still on the edge.After rewriting the painting all afternoon, Qi Xi also forgot about the injury on his hand.

Lu Xiuyuan let go of his hand, turned the wheelchair to a cabinet, took some things out, and turned back.Qi Xi stood the whole time without responding.It wasn't until the medicine seeped into the wound that Qi Xi woke up from the stinging pain. He lowered his head and just looked at it, watching the slender fingers carefully holding the medicine and pouring it into his palm intently.

The person he likes, with his head down, is cleaning his wound seriously, and even wiped the blood stains on the edge with a cotton ball.The lights in the hall were bright, and Qi Xi was standing again. His thick black shadow spread across the ground and extended to Lu Xiuyuan's body. The indifferent color on Lu Xiuyuan's body was replaced by this smear.

"Painters, you should protect your hands well." After finishing speaking, he wanted to deal with Qi Xi's other hand, but when Lu Xiuyuan pinched the glove, Qi Xi suddenly shrank, almost pulling Lu Xiuyuan out of the wheelchair bring it down.Fortunately, he reacted quickly, and Lu Xiuyuan was supported by him.

"Are you OK!"

Lu Xiuyuan's two hands were still on Qi Xi's wrist, but he didn't react.

"My... right hand is not hurt. And it's too ugly."

Lu Xiuyuan straightened up slowly, his gaze drifted past that hand as if absent-minded: "It's okay, I don't need a massage today, you can go back early." He turned the wheel but Qi Xi firmly held him down: "Why? You Are you angry? I can apologize."

Lu Xiuyuan was not angry at first, but simply thought that his hand was injured and it was not suitable for massage today.But at the moment, Qi Xi's actions made him a little uncomfortable, so he ignored his words and glanced at the hand that was holding his wheelchair tightly.Some sensitive and self-deprecating thought: You see, as long as someone takes control of my wheelchair, I will be like a fish waiting to be slaughtered, no matter who it is.

"Let go!" he said.

Qi Xi thought that what happened just now made Lu Xiuyuan angry, and didn't think too much about it: "I didn't mean it, I didn't want to use that much force."

Lu Xiuyuan's face turned even paler, and he said again: "Let go." This time his voice was much softer, and his tone was not so blunt. Getting into Qi Xi's ear was more useful than the two words just now, and he slowly let go .Lu Xiuyuan entered the elevator without stopping for a moment.