Sweetheart, darling, I picked it up

Chapter 449 Not a childhood sweetheart

Others want to watch him paint, just want to follow suit, but Youyou is different...

Can't tell why.

In Xu Cheng's mind, Xia Youyou was different.

Swallowing everything he wanted to say to the teacher, he walked to the podium table, picked up a black watercolor pen, pulled down the whiteboard, and started drawing.

Many students surrounded him, their eyes locked on the young man, watching his every move, all fascinated.

The slightly slipping hair, focused eyes, slender fingers, and his handsome side face make people daydream again and again.

Xu Cheng's undivided expression was exactly what an artist should look like. At this moment, he was extremely charming.

It seems that there is a force that makes people indulge in it.

Everyone's eyes were fixed all the time, staring at Xu Cheng's profile, his fingers, and the tip of his pen, unable to move away a single bit.

Xu Cheng drew very quickly. In less than 5 minutes, he finished a misty black and white water pen sketch.In the picture, willows, a small bridge, and a girl holding an umbrella are very vivid.

The pen is decisive and affirmative, the lines are strong and smooth, the contrast between black and white is strong, and the picture effect is fine and compact.

Seeing that Xu Cheng put the ratio down, everyone couldn't help but "wow", "It's so beautiful!"

Ding Jun, the class teacher, thought to himself: Such a beautiful painting, I can't bear to erase it, why don't I find someone to replace the whiteboard in the classroom with a new one?The piece painted by Xu Cheng, I took it home and kept it.

When he was hesitating, Xu Cheng, who didn't want to be stared at, picked up the blackboard eraser and erased the drawing.

"Wait, don't..."

Seeing that the painting was erased, the teacher said "Hey" with great regret, "It's such a pity to just erase it."

Xu Cheng ignored him and went back to sit down beside Xia Youyou.

He thought Youyou had been sitting in the same position and didn't go up to look at it, but he didn't expect that she was holding the phone in her right hand and shaking it in front of him, "Fortunately, I took pictures fast enough."

"You took it?" The boy was surprised.

The little girl nodded with a smile, "I have quick eyesight and quick hands."

Xu Cheng's fair complexion was a little red, "Draw it casually, if it's not good, don't save it. I'll draw a much better one later, and you can take another picture."

"Little Chengzi's paintings are all beautiful. I still keep the dolphin paintings you gave me when I was a child."

First he was stunned for a moment, then, Xu Cheng's eyes filled with uncontrollable emotion, "I thought you were lost long ago."

"Of course I don't have it, I'm reluctant to throw it away."

The boy's voice was very low, "I thought..."

I thought youyou had forgotten him long ago.

Whether it's his paintings or his people.

After all, nothing important...

Not long after, Ding Jun organized the students to re-seat, arranged according to height from short to tall, with one table and one seat for each person.

Xia Youyou sat in the third row, and Xu Cheng sat in the last row.

The classmate sitting next to Xia Youyou asked her curiously, "Do you know Xu Cheng? You seem to be very familiar."

"Well, I know."

"Could you be classmates in primary school?"

The girl responded casually, "Kindergarten classmate."

After thinking about it, she added, "We used to be next-door neighbors, very good friends."

"No wonder, he found you as soon as he entered the classroom. I really envy you for having such a handsome childhood sweetheart."

"Childhood sweethearts?" Little Yuzi was slightly taken aback, and hurriedly shook her head, "We are not childhood sweethearts."

Now when the words "childhood sweetheart" are mentioned, the only person Xia Youyou can think of is her brother Ji Yunshen.

Then, I couldn't help thinking of the kiss in the restaurant, thinking of my brother pretending to be Jiang Qiancheng to help her out, thinking of many, many...

(End of this chapter)