The rest of my life will only draw you

Chapter 5
He Hen's tone was light, and he asked calmly: "You have a lot of minor homework?"

"..."

"What?" Teacher Zhang waved his hand and shook his head, "Didn't I get drawn by lottery, who wants to teach a minor class?"

"Few people like to draw. Most people come to dawdle. It's boring in class. I'm not a cruel person, and I don't embarrass students. I only draw 5 cards and one greeting card in a semester, and I can finish painting while lying down." .”

In other words, that Miss Mooncake is...

Lying down and painting, the type that can't finish painting.

"But brother, why do you keep asking me about this minor?" Teacher Zhang bit the duck leg, "Why don't you discuss this with me, and tell me who you want to choose for your studio!"

When asked about work issues, He Hen said with a straight face, "Don't talk about food."

"cut--"

After the meal, Teacher Zhang had something to do, so He Hen left the staff cafeteria alone.

The sun was just right outside, bright but not glaring, He Hen, recalled by the beauty of the campus for a moment, narrowed his eyes and decided to go for a walk.

It has been five or six years, and the hill behind the school is full of trees.

At this time of year, the trees on the back mountain are full of small purple flowers. After lunch, there are not many people staying in the back mountain.

There are not many, there are few people, and the scenery is beautiful.

A few girls in twos and threes on the back mountain suddenly saw a tall guy in the distance, who seemed to be handsome, went up the mountain.

As the man gets closer and closer——

Several girls who were still lying on their sides in the grass suddenly got up.

"I'll wipe it, when did this kind of fairy come to the school?"

"It's so pretty! Which department is this from?"

"This girl has a hot face... so handsome! He seems to be coming in this direction! God, is he looking at me!!"

What He Hen saw was not a human being.

He is looking at the pavilion on the top of the mountain.

When he was still in school, he liked to sketch in that pavilion.

At that time, the small pavilion was still a little broken, thinking of the past, He Hen narrowed his eyes, he stood under the tree, the shadow of the whirling tree fell on his side face, outlining his long and straight nose bridge.

Such a grand scene even made a group of girls next to me scream.

But He Chen couldn't hear the voices of a group of girls, even if he heard it...

I used to get too much attention because of this face.He is also used to it.

Walking up with long legs, he originally wanted to sit in the pavilion on the mountain, but he never thought about it. He didn't notice it from a distance, but when he got closer... he found that there was someone inside.

Four girls.

He stopped, paused, and then took out his mobile phone, planning to write down the pavilion in the drawing software in the mobile app, and then go back to draw a picture.

First of all, He Hen stared at the pavilion for a long time, recording all angles, colors, and the appearance of the pavilion after repairs in his mind.

When Mr. He was painting abroad, many painters around him once said that when he used the eyes of a painter to see what he wanted to paint, his eyes were deep and affectionate, just like looking at a loved one Same, that feeling is stronger than spirits.

in the pavilion.

The four people in Xianyu's dormitory are playing flying chess here.

Chen Xiaotu feels that today's life is really unlucky, play a game of flying chess!Everyone's chess pieces are already in the end, she, she hasn't been born yet!
"You wait!"

"When I roll a six, it will be a shame!"

Xiao Fang laughed, "Then we will wait and see."

Maybe God heard Chen Xiaotu's wish, and when the dice was rolled, she actually rolled a six!

(End of this chapter)