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Chapter 151, If ​​life is just like first meeting (seeking subscription!)
On Thursday, there are no classes in the 3rd and 4th periods in the morning.

After 1 or 2 classes, Lu An, who was thinking about the landscape painting "Spring River Flower and Moonlight Night", planned to go to the library to see if he could find relevant materials about Zhang Ruoxu in the Tang Dynasty?

Painting cannot be done casually, the brush must be filled with one's own emotional color, in order to make the painting have aura, and to make the painting come alive.

"Lu An, Zhang Xiaoquan and Zhou Juan in class have a dance rehearsal this morning, do you want to go and see it?"

Seeing him getting up to leave, Jiang Wan in the front row made a timely inquiry.

Zhang Xiaoquan and Zhou Juan's duet folk dance was the only survivor among the 4 shows in the class who survived to the end.Jiang Wan, as a cultural and entertainment committee member, is very caring. She has to go to the scene to accompany every rehearsal. Even if she can't help anything, she will buy a bottle of water as much as she can. Come on!

Mentioning this matter, Lu An felt very ashamed, he was too thorough as a hands-off shopkeeper.

Seeing that he was very busy, and seeing the hesitation in his heart, Zhou Juan jumped out and said empathetically:

"Brother, go and do your own business first, we have rehearsals tomorrow, come and take a look when you have time, Koizumi and I have very thin waists."

Everyone couldn't help laughing when they heard it, and they were all happy.

Hearing this, Lu An nodded without being pretentious: "Okay, I will come over tomorrow when I have time."

After watching Lu An go down the corridor, people from 322 and 317 followed Zhou Juan and Zhang Xiaoquan to the training ground.

There is nothing fashionable these days, and a good folk dance is also very ornamental in their eyes.

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the other side.

Although it was early, there were more people in the library than expected.

The library is very large, with a new book corner, exhibition center, periodical reading area, and classic book borrowing area on the first floor.

I walked through the first floor and found that it didn't meet my requirements, so I went up to the second floor.

On the second floor there is a periodical reading room and Wu Jianxiong library.Lu An looked around, thinking that his mother was too big, and it was really troublesome to find something. Could it be that the historical data he was looking for was recorded on the third floor?

Thinking like this, Lu An unknowingly arrived at the door of 302 on the third floor.

Before he came here, he heard someone mention that there are hundreds of thousands of books in the liberal arts borrowing room, so what he was looking for should be there, right?

Gate 302 was the only entrance. After Lu Ann passed through, he was immediately overwhelmed by the rows of thick bookshelves inside.

Whoa!There are quite a lot of books, and it seems that there may be hundreds of thousands of volumes.

Going inside, Lu An found the historical area according to the guide.

The first row of bookshelves is missing.

On the second row of bookshelves, a series of books from the Tang Dynasty were found.

Finally, there are clues, Lu Ann turned to the third row of bookshelves with a happy mood.

only…

Only when his right foot stepped into the alley, Lu An stopped, and his whole body was frozen in place like a lightning strike.

Suddenly looking at the figure between the rows of books, his little heart was beating violently, if he hadn't resisted it, his mother would almost jump out of his mouth.

This is a feeling I haven't seen for many years. The last time it all goes back to
Back to when, Lu Ann can't remember the exact date.

At this time, in the middle of the alley, a girl with long black hair and natural temperament was slowly flipping through the book.

Average height, about 164 to 165.

A brown wool and fluffy coat was draped lazily on her body, looking very casual, like the darling of nature, it fit perfectly with the entire row of bookshelves, without any sense of disobedience.

Aside from the best appearance, Lu Ann's most attractive is the temperament of the other party, pure and simple, clean without a trace of impurities.

Seeing this girl for the first time, Lu An's first instinct was that she had something in common with Yu Wanzhi in terms of temperament.But looking at it for a second time, I feel that the two people are completely different.

Quickly searched for the appropriate adjectives in his mind, and finally Fuzhi jumped out of two words: nobleness, book volume and cleanliness.

Correct!
It is noble and bookish.

This is what the girl in front of her and Yu Wanzhi have in common.

It's not easy, these two mysterious and mysterious things appear in one person at the same time, which shows that his family education is very good, otherwise he would not be able to cultivate such a temperament at a young age.

The girl was still turning the pages with her head down, unaware that a man was looking at her 5 meters away.

At a certain moment, the girl who had escaped from the book seemed to feel something, her fingers froze on the edge of the page, and then she raised her head.

They caught off guard and looked at each other, and Lu An didn't have time to avoid it.

I said a sin in my heart, staring at people like this is always bad, it's always impolite.

But the girl's eyes seemed to be full of strange charm, he forgot to look away for a moment.

When he lowered his head and couldn't see his eyes, he only felt that the other party had an indescribable beauty; but when he raised his eyes, Lu Ann felt that her gaze penetrated his pupils to his heart, and all his emotions were calmed down almost instantly.

After two seconds, the girl calmly and actively looked away.

She first put the book in her hand back on the shelf quietly, then turned around and walked towards the entrance of the alley with light steps.

until it disappears
The person disappeared, and Lu An came back to his senses. He couldn't help but pat himself on the forehead. What the hell are you doing?

It's not that I haven't seen a woman before, looking for books, looking for books.

After some searching, Lu Ann finally found the information he wanted.

Zhang Ruoxu, born in Yangzhou, was a poet in the Tang Dynasty.

He once served as a soldier in Gunzhou, and was called "Four Scholars of Wuzhong" together with He Zhizhang, Zhang Xu, and Rong Rong. "Spring River Flower and Moonlight Night" is his representative work, which is known as the pioneering work of Tang poetry. Gai Quan Tang".
The historical records are very detailed, which made him very happy.In his view, only by understanding the author's creative background can he understand the emotion of the other's works, and Lu An can better substitute into it and draw a satisfactory aura.

After all, Zhang Ruoxu is not an emperor, and no matter how detailed the historical materials are, the length will not be very long, but Lu An was fascinated by it, and didn't realize that he had strayed off topic until he finished half of the book.

Fortunately, it was not in vain. His mind is now full of the delicate conception of "Moonlight Night on the Spring River".

After thinking about it, Lu An realized that he had found what he wanted and could not stay any longer, so he immediately put the book back and walked towards the exit.

but.
I don't know if it's a coincidence or what?
When Lu An just walked out of the alley, the girl I saw before happened to come out of the next alley. The row of bookshelves was not thick, and the two bumped into each other directly.

In other words, Lu An, who was full of landscape paintings, was a little sneaky, rushing to the ground in a hurry, and knocked him over.

"Whoa."

The two books in the girl's hand fell to the ground with a crash, and Lu An knocked her whole body onto the bookshelf. Her weak body leaned against the bookshelf and fell, and finally fell to the ground with a thud.

"Are you OK?"

Lu Ann was numb, frantically trying to reach out to help her up.

The girl may have been in pain from the fall, and after sternly stopping his hand from touching her with her eyes, she leaned over, stood up slowly with her hands on her hands, bent down to pick up two books, and left silently.

The other party walked a little slowly, and his body seemed uncoordinated. Thinking back to the quiet eyes just now, there were tears in his eyes, and he was worried. Could it be that he fell to the bone?

Before he had time to think about it, Lu An followed and asked from behind: "Do you want to go to the hospital?"

The girl ignored her, walked slowly to the door of 302, and then stopped moving.

Seeing the two standing in front of the desk as if possessed by an evil spirit, the aunt who manages the reading room looked back and forth between the two with strange eyes.

Then he asked: "You guys are freshmen, right? Show your library card and the books will be registered in the register before you can take them away."

The girl looked out the window and said nothing.

Lu Ann was a little belated, smiled politely at the aunt, and left directly.

Hearing the sound of footsteps walking away, the girl glanced at his back, put the two books on the table, took out the library card from her pocket, and handed them over.

People don't want to have any contact with him, which doesn't affect Lu An's mood at all. At this moment, he is rushing to the studio humming a little tune, wishing he could finish the 10-minute journey in one second, and finish the painting in the next second.

Still without any special preparation, the rice paper is spread out, the pen and ink are ready, and they are directly dried.

The moon, the river, the lonely boat, the willows, and the low thatched huts on the bank.
Today is different from the previous few days. Lu An is full of inspiration, and the brush is very confident in his hand. All kinds of landscapes are flying gracefully, and they are completed in one go, vividly on the paper.

When the last touch was finished, Lu An was completely relieved, looking at the painting with satisfaction.

The emotions he wants to express are all drawn on paper, and Lu An feels that this landscape painting can enter the top three of his Chinese paintings.

Not even first.

After staring at the work for ten minutes, Lu An was still a little excited.

The excitement didn't subside until the horn sounded in the school.

Raising my left wrist to look at it, I was dumbfounded, grandma is a bear, it is 5:30 in the afternoon, and the eighth class is over.

Accidentally missed 4 classes, and missed all the afternoon classes. I don’t know if the teachers in charge of the class have called names?
I don't know how the classmates will think of this monitor who took the lead in absenteeism?
But who cares, finally completed the task today, anyway, it is also a happy event.Thinking like this, Lu An locked the door and went downstairs, rushing out of the school.

The first time I called, I called Yu Wanzhi.

"LuAnn?"

After the call was connected, a soft voice came from over there.

"It's me, Sister Yu, are you busy, are you not disturbing you?" Lu An asked when he heard the noise on the phone.

Yu Wanzhi said, "Fortunately, I'm in the restaurant."

Then she asked, "Have you had dinner yet?"

Lu An replied: "Not yet, I told you something to eat, the landscape painting you want is ready, how can I give it to you?"

Yu Wanzhi asked: "Just finished painting?"

LuAnn was right.

Yu Wanzhi pondered Xiaohui, and told him: "I have something to do recently and I can't leave for the time being. I'll let Lu Qing pick it up from your place. What do you think?"

Lu Qing is the female driver.

Who takes it or not?Naturally, he had no objection. After the two parties agreed on a time, they quickly hung up the phone.

After staying with Lu in the studio for a long time, I almost fainted from hunger, so I had to eat quickly.

In order to be quick, Lu An did not go to the restaurant, but chose to eat cold noodles at the roadside stall.

"Huh? Master, you're here too."

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Another: Zhou Juan is not Little Eleven, she is only used later.

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