The president of the rebirth of the movie queen lives next door

Chapter 631 Rainy Night
Whether it is from composition, conception, or the depth of color.

This painting has a foundation that these professional students who practice day after day cannot achieve for the time being.

"I suddenly, madly wanted to see the painting after he had colored it himself."

Someone muttered something to himself, and was immediately echoed.

"Me too,"

their voices muffled,

"This painting is too uncomfortable to look at. It's just that the pencil is so magical. I don't know what effect it will have after coloring."

"What a pity, why isn't he an art student?"

Someone sighed softly, and the ending sound disappeared into the air in a blink of an eye.

But they didn't know that Wen Lueyan, let alone an art student, had even taken away the blank draft paper in his schoolbag by his mother.

"From today onwards, you will use old draft paper, and blank paper is not allowed."

The woman's eyes were full of displeasure, but it seemed that in order not to affect the mood of the college entrance examination, she did not scold him or stare at him, but took away all the things that could be used for drawing paper with a blank face throughout the whole process. .

The teenagers were equally expressionless from beginning to end.

He watched his mother take away a large pile of papers from his room, then half-closed the door of his room again, and coldly ordered to write the test paper quickly.

He sat down obediently.

As if nothing had happened, he took out the test paper and wrote the questions.

At this moment, thunder suddenly roared outside the window, and silver lightning cut through the night, plowing thousands of ravines in the dark sky.

Thousands of troops and horses rode across the sky, and the sound of rain poured down.

The heavy rain in summer night is always without warning, but it can drown out all sounds in an instant.

The sound of pattering rain was also very noisy through the windows.

But the rustling sound of the boy's pen tip in the room was still quiet.

Just like his heart at this moment.

For a while it was cold by the heavy rain, and for a while it was scorched by the fire.

Anxiety and depression to the extreme are like dark clouds that keep piling up before the rain, getting thicker and thicker.

From the heart to the blood, and then to the whole body.

Those paintbrushes that were once free, the unfinished paintings that were crumpled up in the studio today, and the blank draft paper that was just cleaned out, kept repeating and piling up in his mind.

He felt like a time bomb was buried in his body, and with the ticking bell, he was approaching the critical point without stopping.

Until the last question was written by him.

He turned on the radio to the quiet and noisy sound of rain.

It usually takes 10 minutes to find the magical radio station whose whereabouts are uncertain. For some reason, he stopped when he found it for 5 minutes.

Tiny moths whirled around in the light.

The boy's suddenly frozen side face was covered with a halo.

I don't know what he was thinking in these short few minutes.

The result of always thinking made him stand up from the chair suddenly.

He looked at the dim light left by his parents outside the bedroom, and then walked out step by step.

The lights had already been turned off in the parents' bedroom.

He glanced at it, then walked silently to the sofa, bent down and looked around, but couldn't find his confiscated mobile phone.

That's right, his mother is such a vigilant person, she is more guarded against the son of the college entrance examination than the thief.

Wen Lueyan stood expressionlessly for a while, then went back to the bedroom, took out the door key and a few coins, and walked towards the entrance without hesitation.

The sound of the rain was very loud, so the sound of the boy slowly opening the door was almost silent.

Then he closed the door.

The whole room fell silent.

Rain and night are kept out of the window.

(End of this chapter)