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Chapter 1015
"So... two? Shall we begin?"

After staring at Han Yu for about five or six seconds, Taeyeon came to her senses in the sound of a cautious reminder from the side.

She quickly pursed her lips, raised her hand to brush the hair around her ears, and smiled at Suwa who was quietly looking at the two of them with her eyes, so as to conceal the unnaturalness in her expression.

Han Yu's performance was very calm. Looking back, he naturally put on a polite smile on his face, nodded to Suwa and said, "I'm sorry to trouble you, Teacher Suwa."

"It's nothing." Fortunately, Suwa didn't show any embarrassing reaction, she just smiled as before, waved her hands, and said to the two people: "Then, Mr. Han and Miss Taeyeon, Because we are just a simple interest class today, and I am also curious about the painting skills of the two of you, so I will teach some relatively simple techniques and concepts first, and then after the two of you complete a painting, I will focus on Is it okay to guide the situation of the two of you?"

There was nothing wrong with Suwa's words, and Han Yu and Kim Taeyeon nodded when they heard the words.

Next, each of them sat in their seats, and after glancing at Han Yu sitting next to her out of the corner of her eye, Taeyeon still breathed a sigh of relief in her heart, brushed away the restless emotions, and calmed down, I really listened carefully to Suwa's teaching.

She still doesn't know why her OPPA suddenly wanted to bring her to learn painting, or today, or at a time like this, but in short, whether he was on a whim or for some other reason, since she was all attracted by him If you are cheated, you can't just walk away.

Anyway, when I go back to the dormitory, I will be alone in the quilt. It may be a good choice to listen to the lectures of my favorite illustrator here.Of course... the biggest reason for this is that he was the one who asked him to come.

No matter how nerdy a person is, there is always someone in the world who can get her out of bed, no matter if it's a relative or someone else...

"...So, in my opinion, I think that when I am painting, when I am creating, I just paint as I feel comfortable, because if I insist on forcing myself to paint, I will feel Inconvenience, there will be a sense of burden in my heart."

Having said that, Suwa's voice paused, and he paid attention to the two figures with a big difference in height in front of him. After confirming that the two people were paying attention to the lecture, he clapped his hands in satisfaction and continued: "Then, next, Mr. Han, you can start painting."

"Um, huh? Teacher Suwa, are you now? Here?" Kim Taeyeon was taken aback, and looked around, "Then what shall we draw?"

"Any object is fine, it's just improvisation." Suwa blinked, "Ah. Or...Mr. Han, you can draw each other's portraits?"

"Draw each other?"

This time, there were two voices of surprise at the same time.

Looking at each other, Kim Taeyeon bit her lower lip for no reason, and was about to refuse, but before she could open her mouth, a clear voice rang out first——

"OK!"

O, OPPA!

Quickly tugging on his cuff with a small hand underneath, Kim Taeyeon anxiously gestured to him with her small eyes.

It's a strange thing for two friends of the opposite sex to date in private, but now they have to draw each other's portraits, what, what does this look like...

As a result, someone's blindness seemed to flare up again at this time.

In Kim Taeyeon's angry and funny helpless eyes, I saw her OPPA turned his head and looked at himself, and then this guy blinked his eyes, as if he understood what he meant, but then he got up without saying a word Go get the painting utensils on the table!correct!Before he got up, he rubbed his head again abominably!

Forget it... let's follow this OPPA today, after all, it's rare for him to come out alone with me...

Kim Taeyeon roughly guessed that Han Yu was pretending to be stupid, pretending not to understand her hints, she didn't understand what her OPPA was trying to do, but things were already like that, she seemed to have no other choice except to be obedient up.

However, the imagination is beautiful, and it is not until the actual moment of the scene that the reality is not so satisfactory.

Kim Taeyeon has never systematically learned the basics of painting. The so-called "Golden Painter" is just a nickname given by fans. She knows that she is only talented in the application of color, and it is okay to draw small patterns. It really makes her I really don't know how to describe objects and draw real people.

Another key element is the presence of third-party outsiders.

Even if it is a painter that I usually like very much, but I have had a close relationship with her through a painting book before, don't you know that it is very timid to come to reality?
After the two of them set up the drawing board, Suwa looked at it for a while, then took out his own painting tools, and began to create with his head down, raising his head from time to time, looking over here with strange eyes.

All these developments were captured by Taeyeon, who was already nervous.

She was a little curious about what Suwa was drawing, but she was embarrassed to go to see it. On the other hand, she felt a little anxious when she thought that if Suwa finished drawing by herself, the drawing paper in front of her would still be basically blank.

In fact, she understood that the two of them came here today at most on a whim, even if her painting was really bad, the other party would not laugh at her.

But it's the sense of urgency that her grades will be noticed that makes her uncomfortable.

Especially, when she thinks about it, that person will also see her work later, if he sees that she painted his portrait in a strange shape... This OPPA should be very angry, right?
Thinking about it this way, Taeyeon smiled wryly to himself.

"Taeyeon, don't you...don't draw?"

Suddenly, a familiar voice of inquiry came from in front of him.

Turning around quickly, he saw the slender figure standing opposite him looking at him with slightly puzzled eyes.

Under the lighting of the studio, his rather angular face was reflected with a little bit of hazy halo.

As if seeing her own reflection in those pitch-black pupils, Taeyeon's heart tightened, and just as she was about to speak, she heard a soft question in her ear.

"Don't know how to write?"

One sentence was right about her own difficulties, and Taeyeon couldn't help but nodded her head heavily following his words, and when she blinked again, she found that he had put down the paintbrush in his hand and walked to her side.

"Oh...it seems to be a bit difficult."

"Don't, don't read it! OPPA! Don't..."

He stared at the scribbled strokes on his drawing paper with only a pencil, and his face burned suddenly. Kim Taeyeon wanted to bury her head like an ostrich, and hurriedly used her hands to cover the drawing paper, but was caught by a The slender palm with a slightly warm palm was caught straight in an instant.

The whole person was startled for a moment, and when she looked sideways, the breathing between her nose was slightly stagnated again.

On the side of her head, there was a handsome face that she was extremely familiar with, and she was only a few feet away from her, and she could even clearly see the slender eyelashes on his eyelids.

If it weren't for the fact that he seemed to be concentrating on looking at the drawing board in front of him at this time, and his eyes were not looking at him, Kim Taeyeon was afraid that he would not be able to help but scream out just now...

"Well...how about I help you?"

"Ah...ah? Help me? No need..."

"Isn't it impossible to draw? Since it is a portrait of me, is there anyone more familiar with it than me?"

Under that gentle yet somewhat irresistible voice, Kim Taeyeon's subconscious refusal seemed full of cowardice.

Han Yu let go of the girl's hand with a smile, but before she could breathe a sigh of relief, he felt two hands resting on his shoulders, gently pressing her whole body on the chair, and then, her whole body was shaking Suddenly tense up!

Because, she could feel that that man, he was standing behind her, bending down.

His face was close to his ear, and his hand caught his own, picking up a pencil.

As if being surrounded by a tall and warm breath, she shrank inside, her mind gradually going blank.

I can't feel anything anymore.

In the end, there was only a faintly close whisper, containing a shallow and extremely gentle smile.

……

"Then let's start, Miss Jin Huabo."

　"House bamboo shoots", as the name suggests, don't move their nests.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)