a memo

Chapter 16
Regarding the fact that the great artist happened to be at home when I gave a gift, I was shocked, the mother of the great artist was shocked, and the great artist who was sleeping at home was also shocked.

"Wait a minute, I'll wake him up." Aunt asked me to go in and wait.

"Oh no, I'll just wait outside." I gently closed the door and waited outside.

What happened to my eyes? I'm a little worried about the provincial exam in a month.

After waiting for about 10 minutes, the great artist came out with eye drops in his hand, and told his mother, "Let's go for a walk." He motioned me to go downstairs.

"How did you come?"

"Why are you sick?"

The two of us were almost talking together.

"I see you're about to take the provincial exam. I'm afraid you'll be nervous, so I came here to see you. I even bought you a gift."

"It's a coincidence that you came here. I'm usually still in the studio at this point." The great artist was still surprised at the time when I appeared. "I'm very nervous. Now that my eyes are broken, I don't know if they can be cured."

"What's wrong?" We walked out of the neighborhood for a walk, and there was a KFC store across the road, "I'll treat you to KFC, let's chat while eating."

"No, I can't see the light now, let's go into the darkness." The great artist covered his eyes and really walked into the dark place, "I have been drawing for too long, and the reflection of the white paper has irritated my eyes."

"Then can't you wear sunglasses to draw?" I replied directly with my mouth faster than my brain.

"My dad told me that too. I didn't have the nerve to scold my dad at the time..." The great artist laughed angrily at me, "What can someone who learns color paint with sunglasses on?"

"Isn't the sketch...in black and white?" I'm as ignorant as I am.

"Suddenly I don't want to talk to you anymore. Talking to you will shorten my life for many years." The great artist stopped and put a drop of eyedrops in his eyes.

I knew he was joking, we walked around the parking lot behind the community several times and talked a lot about the recent situation.

Ever since he bought milk tea with his scholarship in the second year of high school, we have been so busy that we have no time to see each other.

Sending him home, I handed him the gift: "Come on for the provincial exam."

"What's in here?" The great artist was not polite to me, and opened the gift directly.

"A scarf, the exam will be at the end of November, if you are cold, you can use this to cover your legs, here is a small sculpture." I introduced my gift.

"You make me feel embarrassed like this every day." The great artist pretended to be embarrassed while receiving the gift.

"It's okay, you, you are the only one who still knows how to be embarrassed?" I directly exposed him, "Let's go, let's go for the provincial exam."

"it is good."

The next time I contacted the great artist was the day when the results of the provincial examination came out.

Because No. [-] came out, I knew that the big artist's came out too.

Go back and send him a message to ask how he is doing.

More than 3 people took the exam and more than 600 people took the exam.

I don't have much idea, but it sounds really awesome.

The great artist also performed very well in the college entrance examination. The total score was in the top [-] in the province in the field of fine arts, and he was admitted to a very powerful university to study product design.

Some time ago, I asked him for the address of the school, and I could send him a courier for his birthday.

"You also send me your address, and I will send you all the failed products I designed." The great artist replied to me like this.

I don't know much about his major: "Hey, do you have to face many fathers of Party A in the future?"

"Based on my design level, I'll see who won't buy my account." The great artist looked dismissive.

Among the three of us, I'm the worst, an ordinary secondary school.

But I don't worry that my excellent friends will drift away from me because of my education or major.

In this era when everything is inward, we rely on sincerity to steer the boat of friendship.

See the nth power on the title?In the future, our friendship will continue forever.

Many people can come and go around, but you, please be there all the time.

(End of this chapter)