single sickness

Chapter 13 Boyfriend

In the afternoon of weekdays, not many students came to the studio, especially today, there were only two people in total.

Both of them are girls, and one of them is a student from a nearby university and has been studying with Xiang Mo for a while.Another person is a new student who came to experience for the first time, saying that he has been interested in painting since he was a child.

The college student signed up for the animation sketching course. She has a certain foundation, and it doesn't take much effort to guide her. However, the new student is a beginner in sketching with zero foundation, and Xiang Mo has to start with the model of the pencil.

There is soothing light music flowing in the studio, and the dappled sunlight penetrates the leaves of the sycamore tree into the studio, accompanied by the crisp and cheerful chirping of birds, adding a bit of tranquility to the old bungalow.

In fact, many students in Xiangmo do not need to register for classes, but it is not easy to find a place to calm down and paint in the noisy city, so many students regard Xiangmo as a good place to relax. The process of painting is also a process of self-cultivation.

"The larger the value in front of the H, the harder the pencil lead."

As Xiang Mo spoke, he gently drew a straight line on the drawing paper, and then handed the pencil in his hand to the student so that she could experience it by herself.

The student imitated the brush-holding posture taught to her by Xiang Mo, and gently pulled on the drawing paper, but what appeared was an arc with a thick head and a light tail, which was obviously not straight.

"It's so difficult." The student tried to draw two more lines, but they were still not as light and beautiful as the straight lines drawn by Mo.

"Line is the foundation, and it needs more practice." Xiang Mo said, "Sketch is very discouraging, because it is really not easy to learn."

"I am mentally prepared." The student's tone was somewhat enlightened, "Since I have made up my mind to learn painting, I will definitely not give up easily."

After all, the students of the adult studio are different from the students of the training institutions. Most of them are driven by interests, not just for exams.Such students are more worry-free in teaching, because everyone has good self-consciousness.

"Practice the lines first, and I will teach you perspective later."

After Xiang Mogang said this, the sound of footsteps coming downstairs suddenly sounded upstairs.

Du Chi came down from upstairs wearing out clothes and carrying a canvas bag. It seemed that he had to go out on something.

The two looked at each other, and greeted Xiang Mo casually, "Going out?"

Du Chi didn't stop: "Go to the Middle Ancient Bookstore."

The simple conversation ended here, and the rhythm of the two of them was not affected by the other.Xiang Mo continued to look at another student who was drawing anime characters, while Du Chi went to the yard to start his heavy motorcycle.

Neighborhood relations are like this, meet and say hello, and then do not affect each other.

But what Xiang Mo didn't expect was that such a simple action could also be interpreted into other meanings.

As the roar of the heavy motorcycle faded away, the female college student with a ball head looked away from the window, and asked Xiang Mo with a smirk, "Teacher Xiang, is he your new boyfriend?"

"New boyfriend?" The new student who was pulling the string suddenly turned his head, and the ponytail on the back of his head was thrown aside due to her movement.

There is a wechat group in the brush and ink studio for mutual communication. Since Du Chi became known to the students as a new model, he has defaulted to be Xiang Mo's boyfriend in this group.

Xiang Mo denied it, but it was useless.He had to deny again: "No, draw your picture."

The ball head snickered a few more times, and didn't continue to talk about it, but the ponytail's eyes were full of a strong desire for knowledge-commonly known as gossip.

If the studio is full of acquainted students, it doesn’t matter to Xiang Mo to let them joke around, but it’s the first time for Ponytail to come to the studio, and they all say that “family ugliness should not be exposed”, and Xiang Mo doesn’t want people to think that he is a member of the studio. Ambiance is unprofessional.

The mobile phone placed aside suddenly vibrated twice, Xiang Mo picked it up and looked at it, only to see two new messages appeared in the quiet studio group.

[I saw Teacher Xiang's boyfriend! 】

【awesome! 】

There were three or five people below who echoed, and Xiang Mo looked back speechlessly, only to see Wanzi sticking out his tongue mischievously towards him.

Not wanting to explain too much, Xiang Mo put away the phone, returned to the side of the ponytail, and told her the law of perspective.

In fact, not every student who comes to experience the studio will sign up for classes. After all, the tuition fee of several thousand yuan is not cheap.Xiang Mo is not good at sales with rhetoric, so he can only take every class seriously. As for whether students register for the class in the end, it all depends on fate.

I don't know how long it took, there was a roar from far to near outside the courtyard gate.

Ponytail, who was listening to the class seriously, immediately looked out the window, and the familiar thirst for knowledge appeared in his eyes again.

Du Chi came in from the door with a canvas bag on his back. He didn't know if he was frightened by the eyes of the two students. He slowed down for some reason, looked at Xiang Mo and asked, "Is there something on my face?"

"No." Xiang Mo said with a headache, "Did you come back so soon?"

You should have stayed outside for a while.

"Scavenged a few books." Fortunately, Du Chi didn't intend to stay in the studio to chat, he looked at the two students inexplicably, and walked upstairs.

The wooden stairs made a slight "squeak" sound as always.

After Du Chi's figure disappeared in the corridor, Wanzi poked his head out from behind the easel excitedly, and asked Xiang Mo, "Teacher Xiang, what does your boyfriend do?"

The continuous "squeak" sound upstairs suddenly stopped, based on Xiang Mo's understanding of this old bungalow, Du Chi must have heard this sentence on the way upstairs.

"He's not my boyfriend." Xiang Mo unconsciously increased his volume, fearing that Du Chi might misunderstand that he made the students think so.

"Hey, I made a mistake, it's a male friend." Wanzitou immediately changed his words, "Then what does the handsome guy upstairs do?"

Xiang Mo suddenly felt that he was too used to these students.After getting acquainted, no one regards him as a teacher, more casually than the big brother next door.

"I don't know." Xiang Mo chose to be perfunctory, "Draw your picture well."

I thought that the rest of the time could pass peacefully like this, but after a while, the sound of going downstairs was heard from upstairs again, Du Chi lazily came down from the upstairs with his flip flops, and said to Xiang Mo: " I'm going to get the courier, do you want to get it for you?"

The rent of old bungalows is expensive, and there are no courier points in the nearby streets, so you can only go to the periphery of the area to get courier.

Xiang Mo did not pick up the courier. He and Du Chi never helped each other get the courier before, but since the two started eating together two days ago, many things have become a matter of course.

Even Xiang Mo, who has long been used to single life, has to admit that two people can save a lot of things compared to one person.

"Thank you." Xiang Mo said, "I'll send you the pick-up code."

Screenshot the text message on the mobile phone and send it to Du Chi via WeChat. When Xiang Mo looked up from the screen, he found that the head of the ball and the ponytail were looking at each other. Their eyes were filled with the excitement of finding a companion.

"Draw seriously." Xiang Mo said helplessly.

Just now he felt that the students in the adult studio were easier to guide than the students in the institution, but now it seems that they are not much better, so he should be distracted or distracted.

Within 10 minutes, Du Chi returned to the studio with two express boxes in his arms.

Same as last time, after putting down the courier, he went upstairs without stopping.

Seeing the desire to communicate in the eyes of the two students, Xiang Mo had no choice but to sit down beside the ponytail and let her concentrate on drawing.Although this class is a free experience, since it is a class, you have to be serious, right?

Under Xiang Mo's watchful eye, the studio gradually became quiet, but after a while, there were footsteps in the corridor again.

The ball head and the ponytail looked at each other tacitly, and they all looked towards the stairs in unison, and Du Chi walked down the stairs for the third time within a few hours.

Xiang Mo looked at Du Chi speechlessly, with a hint of complaint in his eyes: Can you not interfere with my class?

Du Chi was also quite innocent, looked at Xiang Mo and asked, "What do you want for dinner? I'll go shopping."

Xiang Mo heard a gasp.

All right, now even if you jump into the Yellow River, you won't be able to cleanse yourself.He simply gave up resisting: "Eggplant with minced meat."

Du Chi walked out and said, "Didn't you also eat this yesterday?"

Xiang Mo did not lose his memory, of course he remembered, he was too lazy to worry about those two students, and said lightly: "You cook delicious."

The gasp got louder.

As soon as Du Chi left, Wanzitou couldn't wait to ask: "Teacher Xiang, isn't this your boyfriend?"

Ponytail nodded in agreement: "That's right."

Xiang Mo was just about to deal with it casually, but at this moment his cell phone vibrated suddenly.Glancing at the screen, it was a message from Tan Song.

[Tan Song: Mo Mo, I miss you]

After that day, Xiang Mo didn't contact Tan Song again, but what he didn't expect was that Tan Song Mingming walked so gracefully, but now he found him again.

Naturally, he would not reply to the message, and deleting friends seemed a bit ruthless.

Xiang Mo was distracted thinking about Tan Song, while the two students were still waiting for his answer, he simply said in a broken jar: "He is not my boyfriend, but my husband. Can you draw properly now? "

After speaking, the two were surprisingly silent.

Xiang Mo put away his phone and looked up, and found that the two were looking behind him. He turned his head subconsciously, and saw Du Chi standing at the door of the studio.

"I forgot to bring my mobile phone." Du Chi explained, with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, "wife."

Xiang Mo: "..."

Such a big person, can he even forget his mobile phone when he goes out?

Du Chi went upstairs again, and the eyes of the two students were full of emotions that Xiang Mo couldn't understand.

Like every teacher who finds fault on purpose, Xiang Mo walked to the easel of Wanzitou and blamed him, "After drawing for so long, the figure still hasn't taken shape yet?"

Originally, it was just to find fault on purpose, but Xiang Mo suddenly realized that something was wrong. With the level of the ball head, it shouldn't be so slow to draw.

His gaze fell on the tape at the four corners of the drawing paper, and Xiang Mo narrowed his eyes slightly.Wanzitou should have sensed that the matter was about to be exposed, and wanted to quickly stick the tape to the drawing board, but Xiang Mo had already pulled the drawing paper away from her.

Turning it over, sure enough, this guy drew two men embracing each other on the back of the drawing paper. Judging from their clothes, they were exactly Xiang Mo and Du Chi.

At that time, Du Chi happened to come down from upstairs with his mobile phone. He curiously walked up to Xiang Mo, looked at the painting with some amusement, and asked Wanzi, "Did you draw it?"

The ball head nodded and asked, "How is it?"

Du Chi tilted his head, imitating the person in the painting, walked behind Xiang Mo, put his arms around his waist from behind, put his lips against his ear, and said, "Is that so?"

Xiang Mo was caught off guard, he never expected that Du Chi would cooperate so much, he turned around in a daze: "What are you doing?"

Du Chi smiled and said, "Hug my wife."

Xiang Mo really wanted to give himself a big mouth, he was really out of his mind just now to say that Du Chi is his husband.

No matter how irritable the heart is, it cannot be shown in front of the students.Xiang Mo patted the dog paws on his waist away, straightened his face, and was about to talk about the meatball head, but at this moment, the ponytail suddenly squeezed in front of Xiang Mo, and said excitedly: "Teacher, I can also learn from her." Is this level? I want to sign up for the class!"

The words of preaching came to his lips, and Xiang Mo swallowed them back.

He returned the painting to his good student, and said calmly: "The painting is very good, don't draw again next time."

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Xiangmo: The larger the value in front of H, the harder the pencil lead.

Du Chi: The harder it is, the harder it is, right?understood.