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    Kang Kai lazy back to the bedroom to sleep after dinner, and when he clicked into the studio and swept over to Xu Sheng, he was so startled that he woke up from a drowsiness: "..."

    Isn't this Xu Sheng's schoolboy boyfriend?

    Why is he here?

    Shao Zhan has been sitting here for a while. After washing the palette, he sits on the side watching Xu Sheng's painting. The two of them are not inconspicuous. In addition, there are no rules to abide by in the studio for evening self-study. Chat around together.

    Even in the slightly chaotic situation, these two masters are still very conspicuous.

    Shao Zhan had nothing to do and was very interested in Xu Sheng's drawing tools, so he picked out a blunt pencil: "Can I sharpen it for you?"

    Xu Sheng glanced at it: "Take it a little longer."

    Xu Sheng is used to sharpening pencils, but Shao Zhan obviously has no contact with pencils except for card pens, but compared to other sharpened pens in Xu Sheng's card slot, he probably knows how to do it.

    Xu Sheng put down the fan-shaped pen in his hand and showed him a demonstration.

    So the two of them sharpened their pencils, head-to-head, around the edge of a small box folded out of drawing paper, the nibs being sharpened very long.

    Kang Kai ate dog food indirectly every day until he was supported, and now he was hit face to face. He was about to stop walking towards Xu Sheng and returned to his position.

    "Master Kang," the classmates next to him came over to gossip, "Xu Shen's brother is too handsome, what kind of family genes, what kind of parents do you have to look like?"

    Kang Kai: "Brother, brother?"

    Classmate: "Yes, Xu Shen called him brother just now. We all heard it."

    "..." Kang Kai didn't know what to say, so he could only scold Xu Sheng for being a shameless person.

    Brother, love brother is more or less the same.

    "But they don't look alike." The classmate questioned again.

    Kang Kai prepared to draw a sketch without changing his face, and said casually, "One of them follows his father and the other follows his mother. The family genes are indeed very strong, so strong that you can't imagine."

    Kang Kai finally digested the dog food, and opened Wechat to ask how Xu Sheng was doing his homework.

    In the end, before the news was sent out, the news from Xu Sheng came over.

    S: I don't go back to the bedroom at night.

    S: If my mother calls you, remember to help.

    Kang Kai: ...Fuck.

    Kang Kai: Come on, stop, I just want to go home tonight.

    Kang Kai's house is close, and it is convenient to go home. And the joint entrance examination is approaching, saying that there is no pressure must be a lie. Every day after painting, will be nervous, nervous about the exam, and also nervous about the cultural class that falls.

    Running home more and more.

    S: Good brother.

    Xu Sheng really just wanted to stay with Shao Zhan for a while, and completely forgot how he teased him in the video before, until he was pressed on the seat in front of the desk and coaxed into the pose in the video, then he reacted It's not right to come here: "..."

    Xu Sheng bit the hem of his shirt in his mouth, his hands were forcibly restrained and raised above his head, the young man's slender body was tense, Xu Sheng felt cold and wanted to withdraw, but he couldn't move.

    Shao Zhan's fingers moved down inadvertently, and the temperature on Xu Sheng's body rose a little.

    "I said it last time," said Shao Zhanyao, moving his knuckles down a bit, "I told you to wait."

    Xu Sheng had a taste of what it means to commit suicide and not live: "Fuck."

    Shao Zhan let go of his hand again and said, "Stand up and carry your back."

    In the end, Xu Sheng supported the desk with his hands - the desk was not very firmly fixed, and was pushed forward a few inches by the impact, and the piece of waist that Xu Sheng pressed against the desk was also aching.

    The snow continued to fall outside the window, but the temperature inside was scorching hot.

    Feeling that Xu Sheng was really in pain, Shao Zhan slowed down and lowered his head to kiss the back of his neck: "Does it hurt?"

    Xu Sheng got angry: "Can you get out of here?"

    Shao Zhan: "I can slow down."

    It was late at night when he finished cleaning up, and Shao Zhan asked him, "Are you nervous?"

    Xu Sheng moved inside a little and said, "It's okay, the first time it was a little bit better, the second time it was much better..."

    Shao Zhan was silent for a while, then suddenly laughed.

    Only then did Xu Sheng realize that this "nervous" might not refer to this.

    Shao Zhan: "I'm asking you if you're nervous about the exam, isn't it the joint exam?"

    Xu Sheng: "..." I was a little embarrassed and wanted to die.

    Shao Zhan has to go back to school tomorrow and set off for the station early the next morning. Xu Sheng didn't have the strength to see him off. He fell asleep and was pressed and kissed for a while. When he woke up again, he was shaken by his hand. The group news that stopped was shaking my head.

    The phone was almost thrown out by him.

    Xu Sheng's remaining rationality made him glance at the time, six fifty.

    Seven class groups.

    Hou Jun: @Brother Zhan, are you absent from bed?

    Tan Kai: @Brother Zhan, it's almost time for class, you won't be absent from class, brother, Gu Yanwang has already started arresting you.

    ...

    Shao Zhan: Three minutes, immediately.

    Xu Sheng opened his eyes and clicked on a private chat: Don't you have a day off?

    At the same time, Shao Zhan entered the class at the last minute.

    Boyfriend: lied to you.

    Boyfriend: didn't have a holiday. was afraid that you would be nervous before the exam, so came here.

    Xu Sheng has never expressed his nervousness, and even Kang Kai feels arrogance when he gets along with him day and night: you can draw with your eyes closed, what are you afraid of, you can't do it, you need to practice with your brother more mentally.

    Xu Yaping called to ask him how he was doing, and he just said, "It's pretty good, I got full marks again, don't worry."

    Xu Yaping was busy with work, he was used to not disturbing her since he was a child, and he tried his best to solve anything by himself.

    But how could you not be nervous.

    Xu Sheng didn't know when he saw it through, or maybe he just couldn't help worrying about him.

    Shao Zhan was gone, but the people in the studio couldn't help discussing him: "Your brother has gone back?"

    Xu Sheng was in a good mood and said "um".

    The brother of my classmate in the studio, this relationship has made many people eager to get to know each other. Xu Sheng is usually good at talking, but he never gave anyone a "hint", so a girl changed her target: "He... has a partner?"

    "Yes," Xu Sheng changed his sloppy appearance, and the other party realized that Xu Sheng looked rather bluffing when he wasn't smiling. He licked his side teeth and warned unabashedly, "My man. Don't hit him."

    ? ? Well said brother.

    In the office of the third year of Linjiang No. 6 Middle School.

    Meng Guowei learned that Shao Zhan went home after the game yesterday, forgot to ask for leave, and didn't say much: "Okay, then you can make up for me."

    Meng Guowei took another look at the calendar as he spoke. This semester has come to the end of the semester in a blink of an eye, which means that they are the only art examinee at Linjiang No. 6 Middle School... and will soon take part in the joint art examination organized by city A.

    "I don't know how that kid Xu Sheng is doing." Meng Guowei didn't understand Xu Sheng's painting level at all, and was worried that he couldn't sleep well at night, "I heard that the passing score is 90, what if Xu Sheng can't pass the exam? ?"

    Shao Zhan: "..."

    Meng Guowei: "Nowadays children really dare to break through. They are all in their third year of high school. How come they don't know how to make progress while maintaining stability. What if they don't pass the line and the culture class falls again?"

    Meng Guowei shook his head: "Forget it, that man Xu Sheng, he is expected to make progress in a stable manner.

    In other words, Xu Sheng was able to do this.

    Zhou Yuan was approving his homework, and when he heard this, he said, "Isn't it? I don't want to stay with this kid for another year. If this is a repeat study... Oh, please spare me."

    There are also voices of doubt in the Sixth Post Bar.

    The rumored art exam scandal that had caused a lot of uproar before sparked a new round.

    ——Although Xu Sheng's blackboard newspaper is really good at drawing, but in such a month, it is not scientific to think about going to take the exam.

    ——Maybe he just planned to get a passing score, after all, the college entrance examination can reduce a lot of points.

    ——+1, I mentioned taking shortcuts earlier, and I think that’s true.

    The painting style of Liyang next door is completely different from that of Linjiang No. 6 Middle School. Liyang is full of confidence and points to number one.

    Before the exam, a new school magazine was specially published: the moment it finally came to test the results, the art students of our school will definitely be able to create new glory this year and achieve consecutive championships!

    Xu Sheng knew nothing about these disputes. On the last day of the training camp, the studio teacher warned:

    "This year, it is not allowed to use the fixative liquid. You need to pay attention to this, and then you need to calm down. You can paint as you normally would, and pay attention to the time."

    "Don't forget to review the questions carefully. If there is a color tone requirement, see whether it is a cool color or a warm color."

    "..."

    Xu Sheng packed his painting bag while listening, and found that he was really not nervous.

    There are several test centers for the joint art examination, all of which are located in famous universities in City A. Xu Sheng was assigned to the University of Technology.

    The examinee went to a nearby hotel in advance, and Xu Yaping asked for a day off. The day of the exam was sunny. After a long time, Xu Sheng's memory of that day was only the heavy painting bag and the students from various schools who also carried painting bags on the street.

    And in the English listening training that Shao Zhan persistently sent him, the last sentence of the audio: "Don't be nervous."

    Many other blessings have also been received, Hou Jun, Tan Kai, Qiu Qiu... Among them, the blessing of Meng Guowei, the head teacher of the seventh class, is particularly unique.

    Meng Guowei: Come on, no matter if you pass or not, just do your best. On behalf of all the teachers in the third grade group, I send you my best wishes. The big deal is that the teachers will accompany you to fight for another year next year!

    Xu Sheng: Thank you, teacher, but after another year of fighting, this is not necessary.

    The joint entrance examination and the school entrance examination are a continuous journey. After the joint entrance examination, the moment Xu Sheng got off the high-speed rail and stepped into the campus of Central America, he suddenly felt like a dream.

    Xu Yaping took his arm and looked around: "This school is quite big and the environment is good."

    Xu Sheng: "Yes."

    Xu Yaping: "Is the content of the school examination difficult? I heard from your Aunt Kang that it is much more difficult than the joint entrance examination."

    Xu Sheng raised his hand and pulled the strap on his shoulders.

    Xu Yaping still thinks of her "another son" occasionally, and she said with emotion: "If that child Xu Zhan was still there, he would be happy for you too."

    "..." It sounded like a ghost movie.

    Xu Sheng thought of "Xu Zhan" and thought that if it was a dream, the dream might have to be traced back to a certain day a long time ago. In summer, the cicadas are full of cicadas, and in the hot season, the thunder is connected with the layers of time and space, and it suddenly arrives.

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