Lovely wife like clouds

Chapter 102
With Xia Tong's reminder, everyone screamed and rushed out of the classroom in a swarm. Han Ye only heard a voice in his ear, "Go grab your seat." There are three of them.

Xia Tong smiled helplessly, and said to Han Ye, "It's good to get used to it, this group of people are very crazy, let's go to the art room too."

The art room is not far from their classrooms, pass the bridge between the two buildings, and go up one floor. When Han Ye, Xia Tong and Shangguan Jing arrived at the art room, every corner of the room was already full. Everyone was busy setting up easels, choosing colors, or sharpening pencils.

"What class is this?" Han Ye was a little confused.

"Painting class! Don't you know that you have a painting class today? My God, I just noticed that you didn't even bring any tools." Xia Tong looked at Han Ye speechlessly.

"Hehe, I forgot." Han Ye smiled awkwardly, thinking that he is really not a good student, to be so careless.

Xia Tong rolled his eyes and said, "It's too late to prepare painting tools now, and the new painting tools still have a break-in period, so it's hard for you to get used to them for a while."

Han Ye smiled lightly and said, "It's okay, just lend me a pencil and a piece of paper."

Xia Tong nodded and said, "You can only draw a sketch first in this class. Remember to bring your drawing tools when you have class tomorrow. You can't take a sketch every time."

Han Ye shrugged his shoulders to show that he knew, and thought, this girl is really good at chattering, and I don't know if it's because of being the squad leader.

There is no painting utensils, but there is an extra easel for Han Ye. Xia Tong took the art pencil and sketch paper and handed them to Han Ye who was behind him, saying, "The teacher won't come in the art class. Let's draw a picture by ourselves. Hand it in to the teacher. During the theoretical class, the teacher will comment on the works one by one and point out the shortcomings. As for the models? Sometimes students in our class take turns to be character models, and sometimes we invite students from other classes to come as guest models. Today happens to be Shangguanjing's turn to be a model."

Han Ye shook his head to express that he understood. After fixing the sketch paper, he looked up at Shangguanjing who was sitting in front of him. At this time, other students were in the state of painting, and some students stared at Shangguanjing like Han Ye. Of course It's all boys.

From yesterday to now, this is the first time he has observed her openly. She is sitting on a chair, holding a book in both hands, her hair is naturally scattered and hanging down, and the whole body is probably only a pair of charming eyes that flow from time to time, slender. Occasionally, the jade hand raised to turn a new page.

Although she is sitting motionless, she does not feel stiff at all, as if quietness is her nature, and you who sit in the same space with her will be infected by her quietness, you look at her heart Then it will be quiet, the studio is so quiet that only the sound of rustling paintbrushes can be heard, and a dozen people have a tacit understanding not to break this tranquility.

Han Ye's heart was in pain. He couldn't tell the difference between reality and illusion. He never thought that a woman in this world would be as quiet as Luoluo, and he never thought that someone would make him unable to tell whether the woman in front of him was someone else. Still down.

They are obviously two different beautiful faces, why do they give him such a similar feeling, even at this moment he thinks that Shangguan Jing is Luo Luo.Is it because he misses Luoluo so much?Maybe so, why has he stopped looking for Luo Luo's figure in others all these years?Shen Manlin, Yew Shan, Wu Yue, which one doesn't have Luo Luo's shadow?

Obsessed and drunk, Han Ye forgot to look back. Being watched by such complicated eyes, Shangguan Jing had already felt it, and she really wanted to ignore these eyes, after all, she was used to being the focus of attention .

However, this line of sight gave her a strong sense of shock, she couldn't tell what it felt like, the deepest part of her heart seemed to be beating, even though the beating was very weak, it made her tremble, and the tip of her nose was slightly sore.

She forcibly suppressed this strange feeling, raised her head, but was disappointed to find that everyone was immersed in painting, and no one was watching her. She became more and more confused. Was it just her hallucination?Gently shaking his aching head, he buried his attention in the book again.

At this time, Han Ye raised his gaze again, narrowly avoiding Shangguan Jing's gaze, and when he looked at her again, his gaze was much simpler.He allowed himself to miss Luoluo occasionally, but he didn't allow himself to be immersed in endless thoughts, that would be as happy as killing him.

The paintbrush under his hand circulated, and after a few simple strokes, an indifferent and indifferent outline was reflected on the drawing paper. He no longer looked up at Shangguan Jing, and only sketched her charm with the feeling in his heart, but he couldn't help but think of it again in his mind. And the dribs and drabs.

A few minutes before the bell rang for the end of get out of class, all the students in the class had finished drawing and began to tidy up their painting tools.Han Ye returned the pencil to Xia Tong, but Xia Tong got up curiously from his seat and ran over.

"Look at your painting skills." Before Xia Tong finished speaking, he froze there, half of the sentence stuck in his throat, and his eyes flashed with an inconceivable expression.After being stunned for a full minute, she heard her exclaim, "You are too similar in the painting, aren't you? I can't compare to this charm."

Attracted by her exclamation, all the boys and girls around surrounded him curiously, and their eyes were all fixed on the drawing board. Some students couldn't help but ask, "Han Ye, at what age did you start?" I have learned to draw, why can I draw so well in sketches? I am so jealous, I started to learn to draw when I was three years old, and I dare not say that I can compare to your drawing skills."

"Yes, yes, me too, I'm ashamed."

The students were full of praise. They didn't have any special feelings for this new student at first, but now Han Ye obviously won the favor of everyone, especially the girls, because of a painting.The so-called opposites attract and same-sex repel, naturally there are boys who don't like him because they are jealous of him.

"I have to show it to Shangguanjing himself." Xia Tong pulled out the sketch paper from the easel as he spoke.

Shangguan Jing just stood up and moved her body when Xia Tong ran over with a smile, "Shangguan Jing, take a quick look."

Shangguan Jing followed her voice and looked at the sketch in her hand. With just one glance, waves surged in her calm eyes.All along, she has really seen too many paintings of herself, sketches, watercolors, oil paintings, everyone has their own painting style and characteristics, she cannot deny the painting skills of those who painted her lifelike, but She doesn't like it at all, but painting like a real person doesn't mean painting her true charm.But the difference in front of her eyes made her heart beat, as if she was looking in a mirror, leaving her quiet and indifferent in this noisy world, and noticed the inscription in the lower right corner, "Luo·Ye."

fall?night?Shangguan Jing recited these two words silently in her heart, Luo?Why does this word make her feel familiar?She raised her eyes and looked at Han Ye. Why did this boy with old-fashioned glasses draw another self?
"How is it? Are you shocked?" Xia Tong asked excitedly, as if the painting was drawn by her.

Shangguan Jing suddenly regained consciousness, looked away, and finally took a look at the painting in Xia Tong's hand, and walked out of the classroom without leaving a word.

Xia Tong was defeated, and Shangguanjing really was Shangguanjing, always with this indifferent look, even if the sky fell, it was hard to see her have other emotions.

"Everyone, give me all the paintings. The next class is physical education. Let's all prepare."

After collecting the paintings, Xia Tong went to the teacher's office to hand in homework, while Han Ye went there with other students.

Along the way, the girls naturally gathered around Han Ye asking random questions and gossiping about whether he had a girlfriend. Seeing how popular he was with the girls in the class, the other six boys couldn't help but envy and hate him.

Yesterday, when Han Ye was getting familiar with the school, he passed by the field. At that time, he didn't pay much attention to the size of the field. Now he was standing in it and was surprised. This field is really big. There are football fields, basketball courts, tennis courts, For the volleyball court, a separate venue has been set up for all the mentioned sports.Han Ye had to sigh, the key universities are different, no wonder the tuition fees are so expensive, the maintenance of these venues alone, the number of years is quite amazing.

After all the students in the class arrived, the physical education teacher asked the physical education committee member to take the boys in the class to pick up the sports equipment.As one of the boys, Han Ye naturally wanted to follow.

The sports equipment in the equipment room is also complete, everything is available, probably more complete than the equipment store. The sports committee member is the tallest boy except Han Ye. He doesn't look very strong. He directs everyone which equipment to take.

When it was Han Ye's turn, I don't know if he intended to punish him. He picked some light equipment for him, such as badminton rackets, tennis rackets, skipping ropes, etc. Because these things are light, he had to carry a lot of them. When Han Ye was full of equipment, he had to ask a question.

"Don't you think these things are taken too much? Playing in teams of two, the rackets here have already exceeded the number of people in our class."

The sports committee member looked a little ugly, and shouted loudly, "What do you know, a newcomer? Get more as a spare. If you want to take it, you can take it. There is so much nonsense."

When he yelled like this, everyone in the equipment room looked at Han Ye. Seeing that he looked gentle and easy to bully, they couldn't help but cast sympathetic looks at him.The eyes on the bridge of Han Ye's nose were about to fall off, but both hands were holding the equipment, and he had no time to hold his glasses, so he could only look at the sports committee through the upper half of the glasses, which made him feel a little silly.

"Anymore."

"No, let's go, be careful, if you break it, you will have to pay for it." The sports committee member waved his hand impatiently, urging him to leave quickly, so as not to block the students below.

Han Ye didn't say anything, turned around and walked out of the equipment room. The equipment in his arms was piled higher than his people. As soon as he walked, the equipment swayed, and he couldn't see the road ahead, so he could only step by step by feeling. difficult to move forward.

"My God, who is that? Why are you holding so many equipment? Don't you die again?" Some girl on the field exclaimed.The students who heard it all looked at Han Ye curiously. There were sympathy and ridicule at this time. Now Han Ye's walking posture is really amused.

"Isn't that Han Ye? How can you let him hold so many equipment by himself?" Xia Tong said angrily to the other boys in the class and ran towards Han Ye.

"That's right, you guys are bullying the new classmates, right?" The other girls also ran over angrily.

The boys who were scolded were very innocent. They glanced at each other, puzzled: Is there such a great charm?
"Han Ye, don't leave, I'll get it for you." Xia Tong ran to Han Ye and hurriedly removed several rackets.

"Thank you, can you help me hold my glasses first?" Compared with the things in his hands, he couldn't bear the glasses.

Only then did Xia Tong notice the glasses that were about to fall off the bridge of his nose, and burst out laughing, "You really look stupid like this." While talking and laughing, he tiptoed to help him adjust the glasses.

"I think so too." Han Ye said gloomily.

"Han Ye, Xia Tong, we are also here to help."

As soon as the words fell, the equipment in Han Ye's arms was taken away by several girls one after another, and his arms suddenly lightened. Han Ye smiled faintly at them, "Thank you."

"The boys are really bad-hearted and bullied you." Xia Tong said angrily.

"These things are not heavy, it's nothing." Han Ye said the truth, even if he added so much, it would be easy for him.

All the girls looked at him unanimously and said, "No wonder you were bullied."

After the physical education class started, the boys went to play football or basketball together. The sports committee deliberately isolated Han Ye and did not invite him to join them.The girls saw that Han Ye was pitiful alone, so they dragged Han Ye to play with them. The seven of them, together with Han Ye, could form four teams.

"Han Ye, what can you play?" A girl asked Han Ye.

Han Ye pushed his glasses and said, "A little bit."

Xia Tong's eyes flashed and he approached him and asked, "Are you playing tennis well?"

Han Ye didn't know what else she was planning, so he said truthfully, "It's okay."

"Great, then I'm relieved." Xia Tong cheered, put the tennis racket in her hand into Han Ye's hand and said, "Go play tennis with Shangguan Jing, and I'll play badminton."

Shangguan Jing and Han Ye glanced at Xia Tong at the same time, but the other party smiled and pushed the two of them, "Go, go."

Seeing that Shangguanjing didn't object, Han Ye didn't say anything, and the two walked into the tennis court together.

At this time, the boys chasing Shangguan Jing's figure on the field began to envy Han Ye's good luck again.

Shangguanjing started the kick-off, and Shangguanjing served the ball very beautifully. Han Ye knew that she was a tennis expert at a glance, and immediately restrained his other thoughts, and easily caught the ball.

The two of you came and went, and it took more than a dozen back and forth with one ball to decide the winner. Han Ye originally thought that a girl like Shangguan Jing who likes to be quiet should not like sports. He would soon be exhausted and out of breath, but what surprised him was that Shangguanjing hadn't shown any signs of fatigue until now, only a little sweat broke out on his forehead.

"Brother Xiaolong, look quickly, isn't that the boy from yesterday?" one of the few boys walking from a distance pointed at Han Ye and said in surprise.

Pan Xiaolong looked in the direction of his finger, and suddenly felt angry, "His grandma, dare to play with Shangguanjing, let's go, I still don't believe this kid is so lucky every day."

Pan Xiaolong strutted into the arena, some students recognized him and retreated away. Naturally, the students in Xiatong class also saw Pan Xiaolong, seeing Pan Xiaolong entered the tennis court, they all stopped playing. Quietly watching the movement of the tennis court.

Five or six people rushed into the arena, and Han Ye and Shangguan Jing naturally saw it, but the two were fighting fiercely, so they didn't intend to and didn't have time to pay attention to it.

"Pan Xiaolong, what are you doing at our class activity place?" Xia Tong ran over and glared at Pan Xiaolong hostilely.

"Do you need me to ask what our brother Xiaolong is here for? Squad leader Xia can stay where he is cool." Pan Xiaolong's younger brother pushed Xiatong and said.

Xia Tong was unprepared, and was pushed far away by him. The two players who were playing saw each other's hand, and hurriedly ran towards Xia Tong.

Han Ye glanced at Pan Xiaolong coldly and said, "What do you want?"

"Oh, you still dare to look at me like that, you're quite courageous, you, do you know who I am?" Pan Xiaolong snorted coldly, and was about to slap Han Ye on the head with his palm.A sneer curled up at the corner of Han Ye's mouth, and he slapped Pan Xiaolong's wrist with a flip of the tennis racket.

With a slap, Pan Xiaolong jumped away with a cry of pain, "You are looking for death." Several younger brothers stepped forward together and shouted.

"You dare to beat Han Ye. He is now a member of the Taekwondo Club. If you dare to beat him, Senior Jin will not let you go." Xia Tong thought that these people were going to beat Han Ye, and hurriedly shouted a few times.

I saw that a few people were indeed a bit stage frightened, but when they received Pan Xiaolong's stern eyes, they had to pretend to be disdainful and said, "Hmph, what's so great about King Kong, we Brother Xiaolong are not afraid of him."

"Carve out a path for what you want to do," Han Ye said coldly.

(End of this chapter)