My girlfriend is only cute

Chapter 17 Yuluo Group

Art classroom.

The four rows of drawing boards that were originally clearly arranged on both sides were rearranged in groups of four to form small positions.

Each group selects two people to serve as models, and the remaining people draw sketches of the topic according to them.

After explaining the precautions, Zhu Cainai moved a chair and sat by the door, crossed her short legs and started playing with her mobile phone.

Today is an independent creation, and each group of paintings is painted by a different person, so there is no need for her to demonstrate.

"Yes, yes, if this painting is good, it can be displayed on the bulletin board at the school gate."

Zhu Caicai said.

"Are there any creative bonuses?"

"Is there a prize?!"

"Can I draw Freya?"

"Is the director's belly fake?"

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"You guys draw first. If you are really on the list, you can treat me to ice cream." Faced with overwhelming problems, Zhu Caicai proposed the best plan.

The students just said "cut" and stopped worrying about this topic.

Because it was meant to be a free activity, the chatter has not stopped since the beginning of class. Some people are seriously discussing the layout of the screen, while others are fishing or chatting in the chaos.

In the corner of the last row of the classroom.

After getting the question paper, Qin Shie glanced at it briefly and passed it to Gu Mo and Duan Xiaocheng.

The models in their group are two girls.

After all, if Gu Mo and his wife were married, it would dampen Qin Shie and Duan Xiaocheng's creative enthusiasm, and She Shiying couldn't partner with a boy.

Neither could Chi Yuluo. How could Qin Shie let her sit with someone she didn't know well.

Thinking about this kind of thing makes me tingle all over.

My old father would never allow it.

So at the end of the discussion, we decided to let all the boys be painters.

"Old Qin, which question are you going to draw?" Duan Xiaocheng came over and asked.

The two topics given by Nanako were "Silent writing scene, a man and a woman cooking in the kitchen, one standing and one sitting" and "Two people playing musical instruments"

Judging from the length of the question alone, most people would choose the latter.

However, Qin Shie pondered for a moment, and a picture suddenly flashed in his head.

The trance I felt when I was watching Chi Yuluo making rice rolls at Taiyangyu Noodle House last week came back to me again.

He paused and replied: "I like long ones, every inch is longer and every inch is stronger."

"Okay, this is your C." Duan Xiaocheng stretched his head to Gu Mo's side again, and Gu Mo and he both decided to draw short.

When he started painting, Qin Shie put the drawing board up, pasted the sketch paper, and squinted one eye to roughly determine the proportions.

He poked his head out from behind the drawing board and observed the expressions and postures of the two, no, Chi Yuluo.

Although there were two models, he did not intend to include She Shiying.

The only images in his mind that he wanted to copy were him and Chi Yuluo.

The girls were sitting on chairs, and She Shiying was whispering something to Chi Yuluo in a familiar voice. Chi Yuluo was seen fidgeting, with his little hands on his legs and his head lowered.

From time to time, he pursed his lips and nodded slightly, as if he was replying softly.

"Qiu'er, do you want us to pose or something?" She Shiying suddenly turned to Qin Shi'e and said.

The other two painters also looked at Qin Shi'e. His painting skills were the best here, so there was no need to say who had the right to speak.

Qin Shi'e saw what She Shiying meant.

If they were just allowed to express themselves freely, Chi Yuluo's current level of social anxiety would probably be that he would be too embarrassed to move or just sit still.

He thought for a while and said: "This lesson is just for us to find inspiration. Don't be too anxious. Let's solve the problems of Xiao Cheng and A Mo first."

The topic they chose was people who play musical instruments, which was just right to encourage Chi Yuluo.

"Let me ask you a question first." Qin Shi'e put down his pen, stood up from his seat and walked among the four of them, facing Chi Yuluo and She Shiying, "Do you have any musical instruments that you like or can use?"

Hearing this, Chi Yuluo's heart skipped a beat, and she immediately wanted to answer, but when the word "guitar" came to her lips, she saw that She Shiying was thinking without speaking, so she closed her mouth dejectedly.

It's better to wait for her to speak first before speaking.

She doesn't want to steal the limelight.

She Shiying frowned and thought about it for a long time, then touched her chin and said, "Um, Guitar? Where are you, Luoluo?"

"Me, I'm also a guitar player." Chi Yuluo echoed timidly.

"Luoluo, can you play!"

".Yes.No."

"She is my master, do you think so?" Qin Shie was not so polite when talking to She Shiying.

"You know how to do it, why are you so cruel? Ah, Luoluo, I'm not talking about you, I'm scolding this vixen."

Chi Yuluo was trembling and could only nod but not speak.

"??" Qin Shie couldn't figure out what the vixen was.

After confirming what instruments the two of them wanted to play, Qin Shie closed his eyes and thought about how to give them a simple but not monotonous movement.

"Isn't it a bit difficult to perform without physical objects?" She Shiying said, "I don't have a problem, because I don't know how to play, so I can just show off with a broom.

But it would be better for Luoluo to hold the guitar. The temperament is there. There happens to be one behind the classroom. Who can go get it later? What do you think? "

"Yes, indeed." Qin Shie bit his thumb and nodded in agreement.

The little Qin Shie in his heart was complaining like crazy, pointing at She Shiying's nose and scolding this true relative who keeps shouting!
While several people were discussing, a small hand was raised.

"It doesn't have to be so troublesome. I, I can do it." Chi Yuluo said with some embarrassment. His voice was so low that Duan Xiaocheng and the others who were sitting far away could hardly hear him.

Seeing the abandoned kitten look on her face, She Shiying felt extremely distressed.

Overflowing with maternal instinct, he comforted:

"This is for the performance of our team! Think about it, if Qiu'er's painting is chosen, won't our team benefit from it together?"

"Sister, what I drew is another proposition." Qin Shi'e crossed his arms, tilted his head and whispered in her ear.

"Oh, then, just in case Ah Mo is chosen."

"What about me, what about me?"

"You are not from our team, so don't get involved."

"What are you doing~ Ouch~" Duan Xiaocheng looked aggrieved like a little daughter-in-law, "Old Qin, look at her!" Qin Shie ignored Duan Xiaocheng's accusation and tried to reassure Chi Yuluo, saying softly:

"This woman is right. Since she can play, it's better to get a real guitar. Believe me, when a musician gets an instrument that he is good at, the look, posture, and temperament he exudes,
It cannot be restored by any other props. "

"Really?" Chi Yuluo had never seen what he looked like when playing the piano, so he couldn't imagine it.

"Do you see I lied to you?"

"You, you lie to me every day." Chi Yuluo pouted and snorted.

"Ah this."

She Shiying on the side couldn't stand it any longer, and Mo Ji's get out of class was about to end.

"Okay, okay, Cheng'er goes up to the classroom and gets the guitar." After saying that, She Shiying kicked Qin Shie, but Qin Shie reacted quickly and avoided it.

When her foot was in the air, she twitched her brows, arched her nose, and said angrily: "The employer calls She Shiying back to this woman!"

"Good Yu Shiying."

"What are you doing!"

The two people bickering made Chi Yuluo secretly curl his lips. A warm feeling bloomed in his body and spread to every strand of hair.

"Let your husband go, why me? I'm not from your team, yada yo, yada yada, a little~"

When the two were in a stalemate, Duan Xiaocheng, who was rushing to die, made his deathbed sounds.

"Brother Cheng is right, I'll go, Shiying." Gu Mo, who has tracheitis, was shaken to the point of being unable to move by a coercive force before he could stand up.

"Also, let me go. After all, I want to use it. No, I can't trouble everyone."

"Good boy, stay here Luo Luo. The boys have been sitting here for three hours. It's us who are tired. Let them go!" She Shiying's face changed for a moment and then returned to a scowl, her fists cracked, and veins seemed to pop up on her forehead.

Qin Shie next to him couldn't help but swallow his saliva, and his hair stood on end. When she gets older, this girl will probably be like a certain cartoonist named Xu.

At least in terms of force value.
Thinking of this, Qin Shie felt a chill run down his spine again for some reason, and his heart shivered as if it was being held by a pair of cold hands.

Finally, under She Taijun's friendly communication, Duan Xiaocheng happily went upstairs to get back important props for the team.

And the whole person became much more humble and polite.

The time soon came to eleven o'clock, and school was over after one more class.

The incandescent lamp on the top of the basement emits a holy light, which makes the painting feel crystal clear.

Following Qin Shie's guidance, the two models posed.

As he said, when Chi Yuluo sat on the stool with his legs crossed, holding the guitar, he really became different.

Maybe she didn't realize it herself.

But whether it's Duan Xiaocheng and Gu Mo who draw her, or She Shiying standing next to her.

Everyone can see her transformation——

Her eyes were focused, as if only she and the instrument in her hand were left in the world. Her back was straight and straight, and she was confident from the inside out. Her fingers could not help but lightly brush the strings. It seemed as if several colorful objects really popped out of this small studio. of notes.

Many students from other groups also cast their gazes here, they never paid attention to this girl.

Qin Shie looked at her for a long time, and paused on the brush in his hand for a long time.

Maybe he shouldn't have drawn her so early.

It should be said that it should not have taken such a short time to draw her.

The get out of class bell rings.

Zhu Caicai was not in a hurry to collect the paintings. After all, this time was different from the usual class assignments. She asked everyone to take them home and polish them before handing them in next week.

Qin Shi'e put his guitar bag on his back and walked out of the basement with the four of them. Chi Yuluo followed him half a step behind him.

"Qiu'er, shall we give the team a name?" She Shiying said enthusiastically, she was so happy in this class.

"Are you serious?" Qin Shi smiled evilly, but he didn't object.

She looked at Chi Yuluo beside her and met her gaze. As before, the girl hurriedly avoided it and lowered her head.

Qin Shie thought for a moment, and Gu Mo added: "Choose a more domineering Brother Qin."

"Hey, I have a domineering one." Duan Xiaocheng squeezed to the front, "Yuluo group, how about it, sister Yu's Yu, Luoli's Luo!"

Everyone except Qin Shie gave him an indescribable expression.

"I think it's good." Qin Shi was happy.

"Not bad." Before she finished speaking, a small light bulb suddenly lit up above She Shiying's head.

Yuluo, rain falls.
Ah~ She glanced at the smiling Qin Shi'e and felt that she seemed to understand something.

"I think this is good too!"

"Then our team will be called the Yuluo Group from now on!"

Push back in time for a while.

the other side of the city.

In a small, dark room with limited light source.

"Hello!" Xu Sangning was lying in front of the digital screen drawing a draft when she sneezed inexplicably.

"Sister Ning, you have a cold!" Li Tingting said excitedly.

"No, why are you so happy?"

"I want to take a vacation. I haven't had a date with my big bed for two days. My boyfriend is still waiting for me at home, woo woo."

"Boyfriend? Are you talking about the fully automatic plowing machine you bought on Double Eleven?" Wang Jie looked at him in confusion.

"What's wrong? I can still switch modes."

"Where's the magic pestle?"

"That's the ex-boyfriend."

"6."

"6 your sister."

"Just 6, just 6, 66666666"

"#&^#^&%amp*%*$^&$%"

Enemies bickered every day, Xu Sangning sniffed, always feeling like someone was saying bad things about her, and suddenly felt a little unhappy.

I want to find something to beat up and vent my anger.

But the sandbag I bought last time leaked within two days.

His grandma's, don't care.

Go home and beat your brother!
(End of this chapter)