You Mian stood in place and raised his chin slightly to look at Pei Huaiji, with surprise in his tone, "Pei Huaiji? ”
Pei Huaiji just lowered his eyes and hummed lightly, but Qian Li on the opposite side had already been secretly excited because of You Mian's title, raised his forearm carrying the luxury bag, covered his mouth and his eyes were shining, how could he have the sassy appearance just now.
You Mian looked at the woman in front of him in a daze, but she didn't expect that she was Pei Huaiji's mother.
Extrapolating from the results, You Mian saw some similarities from the two of them at this time.
"Introduction, this is my mother, Ms. Chiri." After Pei Huaiji finished speaking, he looked at You Mian and said to Qianli, "Mom, this is You Mian." ”
Pei Huaiji didn't use any identity to call You Mian, but it was enough to be very special.
Pei Huaiji stood beside Qianli, only to see Qianli patting Pei Huaiji's shoulder, smiling gently and kindly, and said to You Mian: "I'm sorry, Xiaomian, I really wanted to know you just now, I told a little lie." ”
"I've seen you on the show before."
Qianli's gaze at You Mian was so gentle, exuding a gentle light.
You Mian immediately shook his head, "It's okay, Auntie."
You Mian stood in front of Qianli, the boy's coat was soft and clean, his eyes were clear, his back was straight, his body was thin and tall, his curly chestnut hair swept his extremely beautiful eyes, and when he smiled, he unconsciously wanted to get closer.
The more Qianli looked at it, the more he liked it, and the more he felt that his son was not angry.
She watched the feature film of the show on time while guarding the webcast, and she liked You Mian at first sight.
A boy who feels like his heart melts when he laughs, who wouldn't like it.
Qianli knew that Pei Huaiji also participated in "Matching Heartbeat", and she watched the show at the beginning so that she could see Pei Huaiji outside of work, and she didn't have the idea that the other party could find a partner here.
But who would have thought that Pei Huaiji's attitude on the show really surprised her, a mother.
Although Pei Huaiji always has a cold face in the show, making people unable to see through his thoughts, only Qianli knows that Pei Huaiji's eyes have always been focused on You Mian, no matter what the other party does or says, Pei Huaiji will always be unconsciously attracted.
At that time, Qianli felt that Pei Huaiji, this kid, had finally opened his mind.
Qianli immediately decided to return to China, and during this period, he also followed the trend of young girls and joined the super talk of cultivating cotton bases.
A group of people inside flew up together, thinking that cultivating cotton was really going to be done, but only Qianli clearly understood what kind of cold character his son was.
It sounds good to be self-disciplined and restrained, and the direct point is to be blunt.
It's like a lion who always guards by the side, preferring to silently pull the bark outside the tree hole and wait for the rabbit to pop out on its own, rather than stretch out its claws to pull the rabbit out by the back of the neck.
Although Qianli understands these things that are dictated by her personality, she doesn't want to interfere too much.
After all, this kind of relationship is their two children's own business, and Qianli doesn't want to destroy this beauty.
She also prefers You Mian to CP.
Finally met by luck, Qian Li didn't want to miss the opportunity, so he raised his hand and pushed Pei Huaiji, and whispered with a rushing attitude: "You go to the side first, Xiaomian and I are going to visit the exhibition." ”
Pei Huaiji's domineering and cold momentum seemed to be a sleeping lion in front of Qianli, he raised his eyebrows, turned sideways and asked, "Don't you need me to accompany you?" ”
Qianli just returned to China today, and Pei Huaiji deliberately set aside a day to accompany her to see the exhibition.
But Qianli didn't care about Pei Huaiji, and beckoned to You Mian opposite, "I made an appointment with Xiao Mian to visit the exhibition together, who asked you to leave me here just now to answer the phone." ”
Pei Huaiji smiled helplessly, and he looked at Qianli on You Mian's arm.
The boy was two heads taller than Qianli, and his temperament and gentle eyes responded to Qianli's words.
This scene made Pei Huaiji's heart suddenly warm, and the numb current swept across his arms and shoulders in bursts, straight to the top of his head.
"You Mian." Pei Huaiji said in a deep voice: "If you have something to be busy with..."
Without waiting for Pei Huaiji to finish speaking, You Mian smiled and said, "It's not bothersome, I also want to see the exhibition hall here." ”
Qian Li took You Mian's arm, the two of them talked and laughed, and soon threw Pei Huaiji behind him and walked into the distance.
Pei Huaiji fell far behind the two people, holding You Mian's small wooden stool in his hand.
You Mian followed Qianli's side and carefully and softly helped explain the original meaning of the work.
After listening to two or three works, Qian Li's eyes could not hide his amazement.
She looked at the boy next to her, and a complex emotion of distress and pity surged in her heart.
Such a good child, how did he end up with someone like the You family.
Even if she is abroad, she has heard a few wives chatting about it, and she also knows that the You family is doing this, but she didn't think so at the time, but now she is the person in the matter.
Qianli has lived until now, and has never believed in what he has seen and experienced with his own eyes.
As for the gossip on the side, she didn't listen to it, and she never put it in her head.
The two walked out of the interactive exhibition hall and came to the oil painting section.
Qian Li suddenly took You Mian's arm and invited with a smile: "Auntie just returned to China today, and there is a reception banquet in the evening, I want to invite you to participate in it, are you willing to come?" ”
You Mian stopped in front of a dark-colored oil paint and bowed her head in a daze, Qianli is a very gentle person, all her actions are expressing her love, such a warm kindness, You Mian will not refuse.
So You Mian smiled, "I'll go." ”
Qian Li couldn't hide the surprise on his face, and said with a smile: "Really? Then you must come! I'll ask Pei Huaiji to pick you up. ”
You Mian blinked, and Pei Huaiji's voice came from behind him, "Mom, you've been delaying people for too long." ”
Qian Li hissed, but also knew that Pei Huaiji was telling the truth.
You Mian took the small wooden stool handed over by Pei Huaiji, and secretly marveled at Pei Huaiji's observation, how did the other party know that he wanted to copy the painting in front of him.
Pei Huaiji stood beside You Mian and whispered, "You draw slowly, I'll take her to another place." ”
Qian Li crossed Pei Huaiji's shoulder and smiled and waved at You Mian, "See you at night, Xiao Mian." ”
You Mian bent his eyes, "Goodbye." ”
He sat down on a small wooden stool and took out his sketchbook, and almost instantly devoted himself to copying.
One stroke at a time, countless inspirations burst into his mind.
Gentle motherly love...
Why does it have to be a portrait?
You Mian looked up and drew as he lowered his head and pondered.
What can show the characteristics of maternal love, which is both soft and cold.
You Mian's thoughts came to a standstill again, and the intensity of his pen became heavier, and the colors that blurred out became much darker.
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When Qian Li followed Pei Huaiji out of the exhibition hall, he couldn't help but turn his head sideways and ask, "What is the name of Dr. Wu who answered the phone just now?" Are you sick? ”
Pei Huaiji held his pocket in one hand, and his eyebrows pressed lightly, "Mom, you listened so carefully." ”
Qian Li raised his chin, and the sharp line of his eyebrow bone was the same as that of Pei Huaiji beside him.
"It doesn't sound like you're sick, who you call for a doctor."
Pei Huaiji grabbed Qianli's shoulders and took the person outside the hall, skipping the topic and said, "Grandpa just called to ask when you will be home." ”
When Qian Li heard this, he immediately walked faster.
The powerful Ms. Qianli is not afraid of anyone, she is afraid of everything, but she is afraid of Pei Hongru.
Pei Huaiji said in a deep voice: "Also, you scared him just now." ”
Qianli snorted, what do you know.
"Xiaomian likes me very much!"
You Mian sat in front of the oil painting and his ears itched slightly, as if someone was talking about him.
But he didn't have time to care about that at the moment, and his men's movements became faster and faster, more and more crisp.
When the time for retreat approached, You Mian pulled a small wooden stool and quickly got up to leave.
He had an idea to go to the sculpture studio right now and practice it.
When You Mian walked out of the exhibition hall quickly, Liu Hao was walking out of the office, and he saw You Mian smiling at him and said, "Senior brother, the stool is here." ”
Liu Hao didn't stop him, patted his head and shouted: "You Mian!" The curator will be down right away! ”
But You Mian had already run out without looking back.
You Mian carried a black shoulder bag and rode his bicycle to the gate of University A in the pink oil paint of the sunset.
As soon as I ran into the first floor of the teaching, a painting that I could see every day, a sentence of encouragement written with a golden lacquer brush, was framed by glass and hung directly above the wall above my head.
[Sail out of the warm harbor, boldly meet the storm, don't sigh, go on an adventure!] 】
Like every time he stepped into the school building in the past four years, You Mian would always subconsciously look up at the words when he walked towards the staircase.
He walked quickly to the door of the sculpture room, and just took out the key to open the door, when he suddenly heard someone behind him shouting senior.
You Mian paused to open the door, looked sideways at the man, and found that he didn't know him.
Fang Xiaofeng noticed You Mian's expression and immediately took a step back to show that he was not dangerous.
"Senior, I just happened to see you coming to the classroom, so I wanted to come and say hello."
The boys are of medium height and good-looking.
You Mian was sure that he didn't know him, so he asked, "Is there something wrong with me?" ”
Fang Xiaofeng immediately smiled excitedly, "I don't know if it's inconvenient for seniors, I want you to help me take a look at the work I just carved." ”
The boy's shoulders drooped downward, looking particularly aggrieved and powerless, "I don't know what went wrong, and I can't always carve the style and texture that the teacher arranged." ”
You Mian put the door key back in his pocket and asked calmly, "Why are you looking for me?" ”
Although most of the sculpture room on the first floor of the teaching is in class, and there are few of them here, but after all, it is a school, and there must be others in other classrooms.
You Mian didn't understand why this classmate came to him.
Fang Xiaofeng paused for a moment's notice, he was a little speechless.
Fang Xiaofeng has heard the name You Mian since he entered the school as a freshman, the legendary sculpture god, the first in the Academy of Fine Arts.
His class this semester happened to be placed on the first floor of the teaching, door-to-door to You Mian's sculpture classroom.
When You Mian didn't know, Fang Xiaofeng had already paid attention to each other silently, this attention had nothing to do with love or anything else, just simple worship.
Fang Xiaofeng watched You Mian come early and return late, watching him carve one work after another with the most serious concentration, and the worship in his heart became more and more lush.
"I like your work very much, and I want to be like you." A shy smile appeared on Fang Xiaofeng's delicate face, "You are my target and idol." ”
You Mian looked back calmly, the gentle light in his eyes made Fang Xiaofeng's courage a little bigger.
The boy bowed heavily at You Mian, "Senior, I'm sorry if I disturb you." ”
You Mian tugged on the strap of the shoulder bag and smiled softly, with a very friendly expression no matter who looked at it.
"Take me to see it."
Fang Xiaofeng's ears instantly turned red with excitement, and he shouted loudly: "Thank you, senior!" ”
The boys' voices echoed through the empty corridors of the school building.
You Mian bent his eyes helplessly, "You're welcome." ”
You Mian followed the boy into the opposite classroom, and sorted out the questions on the other party's sculpture in a simple two or three sentences, only to see that the excitement in Fang Xiaofeng's eyes became more and more substantial.
Fang Xiaofeng muttered to himself: "It's amazing." ”
You Mian picked up the backpack he had just put aside and put it on his right shoulder again, and asked with a faint smile, "Why do you want to be me?" ”
Fang Xiaofeng held his breath, his whole shoulders tightened, and he began to stutter due to nervousness when he spoke, "Because the senior's carving skills are very strong, stronger than anyone else." ”
You Mian lowered his eyes and noticed the thick layer of cocoons on the boy's hands, as well as the tools used by the other party and the little clay left.
Fang Xiaofeng's sneakers were seriously worn, and his clothes had been washed a little white.
Looking at the other party's extraordinarily bright eyes, You Mian remembered Guan Tong in a trance.
They are very similar, and they look at themselves like cute little animals begging to be petted.
You Mian raised his hand and rubbed the hair of the boy who was half a head shorter than him.
You Mian smiled softly and said, "You can definitely do it too." ”
You Mian's voice was not loud, even very soft, but it brought endless power, making Fang Xiaofeng's eyes gradually red.
Fang Xiaofeng pursed his lips and said in a hoarse voice, "Thank you, senior." ”
You Mian smiled and left the classroom where the boy was, and when he sat back in front of his sculpture table, the design in his heart was changed a few more times.
He looked at the clay beside him, and suddenly decided on the material he wanted to use.
Simple plaster, just use the simplest plaster.