The beautiful girl who rejects me will regret it

Chapter 23 Art Class

After Xiyuanji Akino was slapped away by Yujia Komura, he didn't have any mood swings.

Again, he is a galgame master, and this is a galgame world.

In the world of his previous life, he might not be able to guess the inner thoughts of those women.

But here, he actually has some mind reading skills.

At least judging from Komura Yujia's reaction just now, he has already made a huge hole.

That is to take the most important step.

Moreover, with the current smooth changes, he has become more and more confident in himself, even a little narcissistic.

Of course, he would not say these words, but would hide them in his heart and digest them alone.

After all, if he is too narcissistic, then he is not a handsome Tokyo guy, but a stupid Tokyo guy.

I found a suitable cardboard box in the science laboratory, put the counted books into it one by one, picked them up, and moved them to the classroom at once.

When he walked into the classroom, Komura Yujia subconsciously glanced at him, but didn't speak, just kept lying on the table after taking a glance.

Seeing him calmly tidying up his drawers, putting away the new books, and talking with the yellow-haired three idiots with a smile, the inexplicable emotions in Komura Yujia's heart fermented again.

I want to talk to him, but I can't take the initiative to speak... I don't know what to say...

Ahh... so annoying!
...

The last class in the morning is art class.

Everyone came to the art and painting room. After the teacher explained the sketching skills, everyone began to form their own teams and draw each other's portraits.

If it was the beginning, Xiyuanji Akino was definitely the one who was alone, but now there are quite a lot of people who are willing to form a team with him.

In addition to Murayama and the three idiots, there are actually two boys who are willing to form a team with him.

Xiyuanji Akino chose one of the slightly fat boys. His name is Yamamoto Ryo, and he can be regarded as the bottom of the class, but relatively speaking, he is not as gloomy as Saiyuanji Akino, and there are still one or two of them. friend's.

However, the sense of existence is usually very thin, and it is in a free state between transparent and opaque.

There are two bottom types in the class, one is the gloomy type, which makes people hate you, and the other is the completely ignored type, that is, you don't even bother to hate you if you hate it.

It's hard to say which of the two is worse.

Ryo Yamamoto looked at Akino Xiyuanji's already handsome face, and a hint of envy flashed in his eyes, "Student Xiyuanji, have you been exercising lately?"

Xiyuanji Akino replied with a smile: "Yes, what's wrong?"

"I, I also want to change my image like you, but I don't know how to do it yet..." The reason why Ryo Yamamoto directly stated his purpose was because he saw that Akino of Saiyuan Temple was dealing with the table this morning. attitude towards things.

It can be seen from those conversations that Xiyuanji Akino is a very gentle and easy-going person now, so he wanted to come and try to communicate with him, and it happened that exercising is a very good topic.

"Well... this is very simple. Later, Mr. Yamamoto will tell me your height and weight. I will go back and write a training plan and a list of dietary suggestions for you."

Ryo Yamamoto just asked casually, thinking about complimenting Akino Saiyuanji later, the essence is to chat with him and get acquainted with him. I didn't expect Akino Xiyuanji to express his willingness to help so directly...

"This, this...would it bother you too much, student Xiyuanji...I may not have that much perseverance...don't be so serious."

Akino Xiyuanji smiled and picked up a pencil and said to Ryo Yamamoto: "It's okay, if one day you get interested and really want to exercise, I will be very happy if those two pieces of paper can help you."

"Before that, Yamamoto-kun, please smile first. This class will draw a portrait. If possible, I still hope to draw your happy side."

"I...? I laugh disgustingly..." Ryo Yamamoto was a little embarrassed.

"Then do you think I'm disgusting when I laugh?"

"Student Xiyuansi, you are so handsome... you will definitely not be disgusted."

"However, I have been called disgusting by many people before, isn't it?" Xiyuanji Akino said seriously: "If you want to change your image, it is not enough to change your image, you have to have your own inside. That has to change too."

"I used to be very gloomy, just because I was afraid to communicate with others, and I didn't dare to look directly into other people's eyes. In addition, I was hunched over and other posture problems, which made me appear disgusting."

"Actually, appearance is not the most important thing. As long as the inside and some of your behaviors improve, you won't feel sick."

"And Yamamoto-kun, the first step you have to take is to learn to smile. When you get used to smiling, your heart will become stronger. Some things that you were afraid of and thought you couldn't do may also change. Very simple."

Ryo Yamamoto was stunned for a while, he tried to squeeze out all kinds of smiles, and then found that after Xiyuanji Akino had been encouraging himself, the muscles on his face became more and more relaxed.

And Xiyuanji Akino looked at his expression, thinking about some sketching techniques that the teacher taught just now.

Keep drawing on paper.

A class passed in a blink of an eye, and most of the portraits drawn by the boys were stick figures plus two bends, while the girls drew more seriously, but not much better.

But one of them is relatively good, and that is Kawano Xialiang.

Although her paintings are scribbled, they can draw out the charm of the other party, and the highlights of the eyes can also be embellished with white space.

And it was the first time for her to draw, and it was the first time that she could draw to this level, which was enough to show that she had a very good talent.

"Xia Liang, you are amazing!!" Yazi praised the venue and began to praise her, and the girls around her also started to praise her one after another.

"As expected of classmate Xia Liang~"

"Beautiful genius girl...Damn it..."

"Especially the painting of the eyes is very good, don't you think, Yujia?"

"Yujia?" Yazi turned his head to look at Xiaocun Youjia who was looking sideways at the other side, showing a puzzled expression.

Komura Yujia quickly turned her head, "Ah, um, indeed."

"Hey, so perfunctory, let me see how you draw?"

"Youjia! I've been your best friend for a year anyway. Is that how you draw me?"

Yazi looked at the apple head with three hairs on the paper, and couldn't help saying angrily.

And this time, the other side.

There were several boys standing behind Xiyuanji Akino, and every time Xiyuanji Akino made a stroke, they all exclaimed twice.

"I rely on... it's true or not."

"Yamamoto, don't move, don't move!"

Yamamoto's face almost froze with laughter.

And when Akino of Xiyuanji concentrated on putting down the last stroke, the yellow-haired idiot immediately shouted: "Teacher! Teacher! Come and see, our class has a painting god! Damn, Xiyuanji, you boy is too strong Bar!!"

The art teacher is a middle-aged woman in her 30s, but she is quite humorous in her lectures, so most of the students are willing to cooperate with her in drawing in her class, instead of just sitting there and showing off.

The art teacher had just finished reading Xia Liang's painting, and he also praised it a few words, but now he heard the exclamation over there and couldn't help being curious.

When she came behind Xiyuanji Akino, her eyes showed a trace of surprise, "The painting is really good, especially the arc of this smile, you have controlled it very well."

"Seeing that you have a lot of traces of modification, you probably haven't learned painting, right? You see, for example, the lines here can actually be drawn from the bottom up, and the frame here can also be drawn with two fingers. Set the distance and start drawing..."

"However, you are really good at drawing, are you interested in joining our painting club?"

Xiyuanji Akino shook his head with a smile, "I already have a club I want to join."

"That's right...that's a pity..." Although the art teacher felt a little regretful, it was fine.After all, in the field of painting, just getting started quickly does not mean anything. Art is endless. Everyone has a standard for the lower limit, but there is no such standard for the upper limit.

Xiyuan Temple may be really talented. If he is very passionate about painting, he may have the opportunity to be admitted to the National University of Arts, but since he has no idea in this regard, the art teacher will not force anything.

"Teacher, can you show us his paintings?" A girl raised her hand and asked.

The art teacher looked at Akino Xiyuanji, "No problem, student Xiyuanji."

Saiyuanji Akino nodded.

The Ryo Yamamoto painted by Xiyuan Temple is displayed in the eyes of the girls.

Because Xiyuanji Akino listened to the teacher's explanation carefully, and in the process of sketching, he has been observing the excellent sketches hanging on both sides of the wall.

After repeated comparison, study and experimentation, Akino of Saiyuanji quickly found the hand feeling, and also because Ryo Yamamoto cooperated with his smile, he entered a very mysterious state of painting.

In the end, although the portraits he drew were not as good as those students who specialized in painting, they completely blown away everyone in the current class.

Compared with his paintings, Kawano Xialiang's can only be regarded as children's stick figures. It may be okay at a rough glance, but it can't bear a close look at all. The so-called highlights in the eyes are amazing, but they are just taller than dwarfs. One, I just pick one out to praise.

Komura Yuka looked at Ryo Yamamoto in the portrait, his eyes lit up slightly.

If you could draw me a picture too...

This thought caused ripples in her heart like a drop of water.

But she quickly retracted her gaze and threw away the thought in her heart...

Yazi pouted, "I still think Xia Liang's paintings look better."

"And I guess this guy must have gone home to practice specially, and then specially waited to come here to show off."

Kawano Xialiang narrowed her eyes slightly, and she heard the sincere exclamation of some girls.

"The painting is really good..."

"I didn't expect that Xiyuan Temple had such a talent?"

"Otaku and Huahua seem to be a good match."

Originally, she thought that she had long been used to this kind of flattery, and even found it boring.

But it wasn't actually, when the compliments were transferred from her to Akino of Xiyuanji, she would still instinctively feel very uncomfortable.

But soon she didn't care.

After all, it's just an art class, so what's the point of being in the limelight?
Or is he trying to get my attention on purpose, hoping I'll take another look at him?

What a pathetic ego.

Kawano Xialiang also stopped looking at the portrait drawn by Akino of Xiyuanji over there, and turned to look at his own painting.

No matter what you become, you are not worth my second look.

How could an ugly duckling become a white swan.

Do you really think the real world is a fairy tale?
She thought so in her heart, but she subconsciously grabbed the pen and added a few more strokes to her painting.

The girl who was still smiling, her smile was smoothed into a dark straight line, and the stunning highlights were also rubbed away by her a few strokes, turning into eyes that lost their spirit.

(End of this chapter)