After Going on a Blind Date with My Brother

It was the first time that Lin Wan was called over by the head teacher. He stood in front of Teacher Xiao Dong with some trepidation, bowed his head obediently, and waited for the teacher to speak.

Teacher Xiao Dong pointed to a piece of paper on the table and said with a smile, "Lin Wan, did you draw this?"

"Ah?" Lin Wan hurriedly looked down and saw that it was his own scratch paper, with some math formulas and English words written in a mess on it, and the rest of the large pages were used for drawing.

It's just the simplest pencil outline, and it outlines the beautiful face of a woman, even if it's just a glimpse of the side face, but it is enough to make people unforgettable.

The rest of Lin Wan didn't draw more, after all, it was just to pass the time and miss Wen Yimu purely habitually.

"I... I drew it casually." Lin Wan was a little guilty, but replied as if nothing had happened.

"Don't be nervous, the teacher praises you." Teacher Xiao Dong smiled and pointed at the woman in the painting to praise him sincerely, "It's beautiful, is there any prototype?"

Lin Wan said in a ghostly manner, "It's my sister."

"Then your sister is as good-looking as you are." Mr. Dong curled the corners of his mouth, "Okay, no kidding, Lin Wan, do you plan to become an art student?"

"Ah?" Lin Wan didn't expect to be asked this question at this juncture, and was a little uncertain for a while, "Can I do it?"

To be honest, she has no concept of her own painting skills. Although she learned it when she was a child, she could not sit still when she was young. When she grew up, she liked to draw a few strokes, but she did not show it to others. I don't know my level.

"I let the art teacher see it. You have a good foundation and you are very accurate in grasping the shape. You can definitely go to the Z Academy of Fine Arts as long as you practice for a few months. Of course, if you have other arrangements, I just suggest it. "Mr. Xiao Dong smiled and said in a very calm tone, which made Lin Wan relax all of a sudden.

"Thank you, teacher, I don't have any other arrangements, I just want to take the college entrance examination." Lin Wan licked his lips, a little moved, "Can I go to Z University?"

Teacher Xiao Dong nodded: "To be honest, you can't go to Z University for your cultural class level, but if you take the path of an art student, you can absolutely do it. Your art level is not bad, and you are guaranteed to be able to come up after a few months of practice."

She said, and flipped out a table from the table: "Art students have separate classes, usually most of the time is painting and collecting, and they rarely take cultural classes together, so they can't always be in the original class, you think about it. "

Lin Wan thought about it for a while, and was still a little reluctant to copy her homework and talk about the topic at the same table, but the fact of becoming an alumnus with Wen Yimu was too tempting, and it made her a little moved.

More importantly, the path of being an art student is something she has hardly imagined. If she takes this path, it means she will rely on painting for a living in the future, or even hold a personal exhibition, instead of studying business like most of her friends. Or finance, or simply being trained as a celebrity, learning all kinds of flower arranging dances.

What she wants to learn and the way she wants to go is what she likes.

It seems that at this moment, the so-called future after the college entrance examination has become clear, and a glorious path has been outlined, guiding her clearly and clearly.

Lin Wan remembered Wen Yimu's graceful dancing in the live broadcast room. If she painted better herself, she would definitely be able to paint her more beautifully.

So she thought for a while, nodded, and signed her name on the registration form.

Five minutes later, Lin Wan walked out of the office and became an art student. Instead of taking the normal college entrance examination, he focused more on painting and just took into account the cultural class.

While life is relatively easier and more focused, it also means that the distance from Zheng Zeyuan is getting farther and farther.

Although they were not the same people, they still took the same exam, and now, even the difficulty of the college entrance examination is different.

I don't know why, when Lin Wan returned to his seat, he felt a little bit of guilt, and he couldn't tell why.

Maybe it's because I can relax, but the same table has to continue to work hard.

Zheng Zeyuan asked her why she had been gone for so long, and Lin Wan told him about the change in her identity.

Zheng Zeyuan was stunned for a while, glanced at the purple hair and red lips at the same table, and keenly felt that the distance between them was getting farther.

Originally separated by a moat, now it is a person from two worlds.

He hesitated for a moment and asked, "Then are you not in the classroom anymore?"

Lin Wan smiled brightly and comforted him: "Sometimes I still come when I have a culture class."

Zheng Zeyuan found that he still had the mind to joke: "Once a semester?"

"I can't tell." Lin Wan also pursed his lips and smiled, and patted his arm like a good brother, "If you are admitted to Z University, please invite you to dinner."

"Don't wait for the entrance exam, sign me now, what if it becomes popular?" Zheng Zeyuan pushed the notebook over with a smile, as if he was careless.

My heart is inexplicably sour and lost, and I can't tell what it feels like.

Perhaps it is because there is one less person who is working hard beside him, and the feeling of loneliness in this class is even more lonely.

Lin Wan waved his pen generously and signed his name for him.

After thinking about it, he added another sentence: "Come on for the college entrance examination!"

Long Feifeng danced and pushed the notebook back with a smile: "Hey, with my blessing, you will definitely be admitted to the school you want!"

"Then I'll borrow your auspicious words!" Zheng Zeyuan put away the book, still smiling.

The autumn wind was blowing outside the window, and the fallen leaves were fluttering to bring the light of the setting sun. In a corner of the classroom, there was a simple and ordinary conversation between teenagers, and it was only after many years that I was filled with emotion.

This is one of the few opportunities for communication between the two colleagues at the same table before the college entrance examination.

Of course, sadness and loss are only temporary, and soon Zheng Zeyuan put his mind into endless questioning. Lin Wan was just a glimpse of his youth, even if he had a little nostalgia, he would be very happy. It's clearly unstoppable.

Soon he will meet the girl who really belongs to him, marry and have children, and live a life that is completely different from Lin Wan but also colorful.

And Lin Wan has happily sent a message to Wen Yimu, reporting her new identity as an art student, and suggesting that she can be a tutor.

"If my sister is a tutor, you can sleep in my house." Lin Wan typed quickly, with a smile that couldn't be hidden on her face, "I can give you half the bed."

WYM: "Who is my house for?"

Lin Wan: "We can go live on weekends."

WYM: "You hit a really good idea."

Lin Wan coquettishly said, "Is your sister okay?"

Wen Yimu didn't say it was good or bad, just said it would be better.

Seeing this reply, Lin Wan was just as reassured that Wen Yimu would not reject him.

Feeling that he was being pampered, Lin Wan felt warm all over, like a cat basking in the sun, wishing to fly home immediately after school to hug Wen Yimu.

Even the teacher didn't have the heart to listen to the lectures in class, so he simply drew on the scratch paper.

Anyway, I'm an art student now, and drawing is a professional quality, so Lin Wan feels righteous.

In order to show his professional level, Lin Wan picked a high-quality pencil to paint on the drawing paper, and used good tools. Sure enough, the effect was much better.

She simply found a few more colored pencils for coloring, but she couldn't be too precise, so she went quickly, the bright red dance clothes, her face was blurred, her long hair covered her eyes, but the moment she turned back, it made people stunned. Of course heart.

The effect of this picture was good. Lin Wan admired it for a while, touched Zheng Zeyuan's elbow, and asked him in a low voice, "Does it look good?"

Zheng Zeyuan glanced at it and nodded: "It looks good."

Lin Wan pondered for a while, and felt that this picture did temporarily represent his average level. With an idea, he opened a certain software, changed the name to "Wu Yumei Global Support Association", and then posted this picture.

The accompanying text: "I touched a picture of Teacher Yumei, and the dance is absolutely amazing!"

By the way, Aite mentioned Wu Yumei herself.

Then he turned off the phone. For some reason, Lin Wan always felt inexplicable excitement and nervousness in his heart. He hoped that he could be turned over by Wen Yimu.

But whether in reality or online, she couldn't help but want to follow Wen Yimu.

When Wen Yimu went to Z University, she followed; when Wen Yimu danced, she painted.

No matter what path Wen Yimu takes, she won't let her run away.

Lin Wan licked the tip of his teeth, not knowing why he felt a little bad.

Just like the big bad wolf chasing the little white rabbit.

Of course, when she returned home in the evening, she found that the little white rabbit was actually herself.

As soon as I walked in the door, I saw my rare relative, Lin Sui, holding Gu Qiuqiu's hand and sitting in the small garden, kissing me and me.

Seeing her coming back, the two of them didn't lift their heads, and Gu Qiuqiu was so shy that he plunged into Lin Sui's arms, as if he didn't know Lin Wan anymore.

Lin Wan tentatively walked in their direction, but Lin Sui's eyes made it clear that he could only take a detour.

Good guy, their speed is quite fast, and this is the entrance to the room.

And her Wen Yimu can only sneak into her house.

The world is so unfair, Lin Wan couldn't help but start to hold the injustice.

Before being annoyed for a while, I heard the tone of Uncle Lin Sui from behind: "Come back~"

Lin Wan swallowed his anger and turned his head: "What are you doing?"

Lin Sui seemed to be in a good mood. He didn't even care about the wound on his arm that wasn't completely healed, so he whistled to her: "Pour your brother a cup of tea."

Glancing at Gu Qiuqiu beside him, he added, "Bring a cup to your sister-in-law too."

Gu Qiuqiu was so shy that he didn't dare to look at Lin Wan, and hid in Lin Sui's arms, his face burning red.

Lin Wan took a deep breath, felt the oncoming dog food crit, resisted the urge to beat Lin Sui, and went to the kitchen to make him two cups of tea.

Damn, if it wasn't for Gu Qiuqiu's face, she would have fought with Lin Sui long ago.

Lin Sui was very satisfied with his little sister's well-behaved, so he waved his hand generously and said with a smile, "Go back to your room and have a look."

Lin Wan was stunned for a while, and immediately realized that Lin Sui was doing her a favor.

Could it be that... Lin Wan was a little nervous, he didn't care to say anything, he felt the thumping heartbeat and rushed to his room.

She stood outside the door to calm down, subconsciously tidied up her messy hair, and took a deep breath.

There is some anticipation, and some panic, just like opening a blind box, the heartbeat is like a drum.

She closed her eyes and silently made a wish in her heart.

The next second, the door opened gently.

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