Why do you still need to roll up after being reborn?

The four of them turned around and saw Senior Ye Diye, whom they had met yesterday, standing behind them angrily, pointing and cursing with narrowed eyes, "You don't have any good people in the oil painting department, you are full of lies."

He narrowed his eyes and replied with a calm heart, "This is called speaking out of emotion, how can it be considered a lie? Otherwise, is it like your sketch? It's dry and has no soul at all. You want to make it up, but can you make it up?" "

"What nonsense!"

The two people were arguing next to them. Song Jiawen and Liang Yujun were stunned. Ding Yuanyuan and Sha Yali had tears in their eyes, but they didn't know whether they should shed them or not.

Finally, the four of them quietly exited the room between the two quarreling people and walked out of the oil painting studio. When they reached the door, they couldn't help but look back. How can I put it, although the story is false, the painting is quite interesting!
Next to it is the sketch studio. The four of them went in and walked around for a while and then came out quickly. Except for Song Jiawen and Liang Yujun, they couldn't help but think that oil paintings were not as interesting as oil paintings.

Going further to the right is the Chinese Painting Gallery. When Song Jiawen reached the door, she paused and was caught up by senior Ye Di who was rushing over.

"Xuemei Song, didn't you go to the sketch studio?"

Liang Yujun and the others had already entered the Chinese Painting Gallery, and Song Jiawen had no choice but to explain to him, "I've already been there, and I've seen everything."

"Huh? So fast."

Ye Di was obviously a little disappointed, but he was happy again after looking at the Chinese Painting Museum. "You have to appreciate the Chinese painting. This is the largest among the four museums of the Academy of Fine Arts. I heard that Master Mu will take up a post at the Academy of Fine Arts this year. Dean, what she is best at is Chinese painting, but her sketches are also pretty good. Did you see her paintings in the sketch studio just now?"

Mu Chenyan's sketch?
Song Jiawen thought of the painting she had just seen of a little girl sitting on the steps with her chin in her hands, and fell silent.

She will become the dean of the Academy of Fine Arts at Beijing University. In other words, will she go to the same school as her?

Seeing that Song Jiawen was silent, Ye Di thought she hadn't noticed, and waved his hands, "It doesn't matter, you can still look at it later if you want. But junior sister, you are so good at sketching. To be honest, you should transfer to our art academy."

Ye Di chattered endlessly, but Song Jiawen was already distracted. She was looking at the paintings in front of her, but her eyes were not focused. She scanned one picture after another indifferently, until finally her eyes were fixed on a piece of calligraphy——
The beautiful woman under the pavilion is dressed in brocade, and her body is decorated with pearls and pearls.

The evening fragrance is nowhere to be found, the flowers have fallen and the dew has faded.

Ye Di pointed to the calligraphy and explained to her, "Do you know who wrote this? It's a masterpiece by Master Mu. The Kyoto Calligraphy Association once came to ask for this calligraphy, but it went to the art gallery of Beijing University. How could we give it to them again? I heard that they went to Master Mu to ask for a piece of calligraphy, but Master Mu ignored him."

Song Jiawen looked at the word "Luo" in the middle, which was obviously larger and thicker than the other characters, and was silent for a long time.

Several people came out of the Chinese painting gallery, and Ye Di sincerely invited, "It's 10:30 now. I'll invite a few school girls to drink coffee at the most famous cafe in front of our school, and then treat everyone to dinner at noon. How about that?"

The words were inviting everyone, but his eyes looked at Song Jiawen honestly.

Liang Yujun pulled Song Jiawen, who didn't know what he was thinking, and said with a smile, "I'm asking you, Senior Ye said he wanted to treat us to coffee and dinner."

Song Jiawen came to her senses and shook her head subconsciously to refuse, "No, we have to go to other colleges to visit, so we won't waste time studying."

She wasn't in the habit of eating with strangers, and she didn't want to owe anyone any favors.

Liang Yujun pushed up the glasses on the bridge of his nose and glanced at Song Jiawen with admiration. Seeing that Ye Di wanted to persuade him again, he hurriedly said, "Next time we have a chance, let's treat the senior to dinner. It's really rare to go shopping today. Goodbye, senior." .”

Everyone else has said so, what else can Ye Di say?
I could only watch a few people leave with regret, but my eyes could not help but linger on Song Jiawen.

"I'll invite you to have coffee."

It was hot, and they really had no interest in continuing shopping. There was no point in going back to the dormitory, and the air conditioner couldn't be turned on.

Liang Yujun asked her to treat her.

Ding Yuanyuan said cheerfully, "Okay, although I'm not used to drinking that stuff, it doesn't stop me from tasting it. Let's agree first, you invite me this time and I'll treat you next time. The four of us will take turns." Sha Yali and Song Jiawen nodded in agreement.

There are several milk tea shops and coffee shops at the school gate. Liang Yujun pointed to the simple wooden door and said, "Let's go to this one. It doesn't look like there are many people and it's relatively quiet."

In the cafe, Yu Heng was sitting in the corner, with a pair of rimless glasses on his nose, holding a thick original English book in his hand, a cup of coffee on his right hand, and a plate of strawberry cakes in front of him.

As he was looking intently, he suddenly noticed that Youdao's gaze had been on him for what seemed like a long time.

Yu Heng raised his head, and there were four girls sitting by the window, a table away from him. One of them, a girl with a delicate appearance and clear eyes, wearing a white T-shirt, stared blankly in the direction facing him. Looking at him.

this girl.
Yu Heng's breathing suddenly stagnated, and his hand holding the book tightened. Her eyebrows made him feel an unprecedented familiarity.

Just as he was about to take a closer look, the girl had already lowered her head to drink coffee.

Yu Heng took off the glasses on the bridge of his nose and glanced forward from time to time. But apart from the girl's attention to him at the beginning, he listened carefully to the friends around him and occasionally interjected a few words, but never turned to him again. Have a look.

Is it an illusion?

Why does he always feel so familiar with her?
When it was close to twelve o'clock, Song Jiawen and others finished their coffee, got up and left to eat.

She walked behind the three of them and could feel that gaze following her, as if she couldn't help but keep looking at him at first.

So familiar, who is it?

Song Jiawen lowered her head and frowned in thought, but she kept thinking about Liang Yujun finding a restaurant and going in to sit down, and she didn't remember who he was.

Finally, he simply shook his head and didn't think about it anymore.

Four people ordered four portions of cold noodles, and one person got a bottle of ice soda.

When she was ordering and waiting, Song Jiawen turned her head and saw Jiang Yan and Lao Er walking in.

She hurriedly waved to the two of them, and when they came closer, she asked, "Are you done?"

She was asking about the opening of a computer repair shop.

Jiang Yan nodded, "That's about it."

Uncle Liu wants to guarantee their repair shop, and it should be easy to go through the procedures afterwards.

He and the second child sat down at the table next to the four of them, and greeted Liang Yujun and the others with a smile, "Hello, my name is Jiang Yan. I am a high school classmate with Song Jiawen, and we work in computers."

Ding Yuanyuan smiled and said, "I remember you. You were the one who sent Jia Jia to our dormitory the day before yesterday, right?"

Jiang Yan's most obvious feature is that he is tall and his facial features are not bad, but he is not handsome enough to be unforgettable at first sight.Just because they greeted Song Jiawen, they naturally connected.

Three shifts!

See you tomorrow.