Silver Leaf Whale Chapter 8

Old memories (1)

Chapter 8·Old Memories (1)

His head hurt, and Qi Zhixuan felt like he was sinking into a quagmire that he couldn’t get out of, and he couldn’t wake up.

“Xiao Xuan…Xiao Xuan, don’t sleep, it’s time to go to class.” A familiar and gentle voice came, Qi Zhixuan suddenly opened his eyes, it was his father.

Zimmer held up his mirror frame and touched his son’s head lovingly.

“You’re sweating. Wipe it off quickly.”

The school had just started, and the September heat in the south made people melt. After eating in the school cafeteria at noon and unwilling to move, Qi Zhixuan came to Zimmer’s office for a lunch break.

After wiping his sweat with Zimmer’s handkerchief, he looked at his phone.

“Oh my god! It’s so late!!!”

Qi Zhixuan’s soul was completely lost. The first class in the afternoon was the history of Chinese painting. The lecturer was the sternest bald teacher Li from last year. He would deduct points for any disagreement. Everyone called him “Feng Dad”.

Qi Zhixuan hurriedly packed up the bits and pieces he had left on his father’s desk, and rushed to the classroom in a hurry.

Fortunately, the office was not far from the classroom where today’s class was held, and his father had not yet arrived when Qi Zhixuan arrived.

“Xiao Xuan! Over here!” Sun Guo greeted Qi Zhixuan to sit next to her.

“Guo Guo!” sat over happily. This is Qi Zhixuan’s good friend in his freshman year. They studied basics in their freshman year at the Academy of Fine Arts, and then subdivided their majors according to their overall performance in their sophomore year. They both chose Chinese painting, and they are still in the same class.

“Oh my God, I almost ran to death. I almost overslept in my dad’s office.” Qi Zhixuan sat down and chattered to his friends.

“Fortunately, you caught up, otherwise you would have to deduct points again. Look at the throne I left for you. It’s not bad.” Sun Guo found a position in the middle and behind, which is not too conspicuous and cannot be seen clearly. Qi Zhixuan raised his hands in praise.

“And, look, do you see it? That’s Liang Yuansheng, who is very good at fine-grain painting. He’s so handsome. You can only see him in such a big class. I can see his face from my position!” Sun Guo pointed to a certain location.

Qi Zhixuan looked over and saw a man sitting in a very upright posture. The sunlight reflected on his side, giving his face a perfect profile.

This man didn’t know what he was thinking. His eyebrows were slightly furrowed. His thin metal-rimmed glasses fell on the bridge of his tall nose. As he raised his head, the lenses reflected tiny bits of light. He was wearing a simple white T-shirt, but it made him look very handsome.

“What are you doing? You want to chase someone? I won’t help you.” Although Sun Guo is handsome, he falls in love with every handsome guy he sees. When they first met, he chased Qi Zhixuan and was too lazy to pay attention to her.

“Harm, just take a look. He is focusing on studying. I heard that his family background is not very good. Several girls have confessed to him before, but they were all rejected. They said they have to work and go to school and have no time for love~” He is really talented and good-looking, but it is a pity that money is a hindrance. Sun Guo sighed a few times, which made Qi Zhixuan look at him a few more times.

After finally finishing the class with his father-in-law, he felt like his soul was gone. Qi Zhixuan was planning to go have a cup of red bean paste with Sun Guo to regain his soul.

“Hello, classmate Qi.”

I had already seen Liang Yuansheng leaving after class, but I didn’t expect that it was Qi Zhixuan who was still standing at the door waiting for someone.

“Huh? Me?”

Qi Zhixuan pointed at himself, Liang Yuansheng nodded, and Sun Guo quickly pushed the person over, blinked, and walked away with a wink sign.

Qi Zhixuan glared at her speechlessly and turned to Liang Yuansheng.

“Uh…what’s wrong? What do you want from me?” Qi Zhixuan couldn’t remember any connection between him and this person.

“That’s right. It’s my mother’s birthday in a few months. I want to learn how to knit a scarf as a gift for her. It’s not convenient for girls. I heard that you are better among boys, so I wanted to come and ask for advice.”

Qi Zhixuan is the vice president of the school’s knitting club. In fact, when he first joined, he wanted to make a sweater for his father. He didn’t know how he got to this position, and he was the only boy in the club.

“Ah…ok…”

The two exchanged WeChat messages to finalize the style. Qi Zhixuan sent him a list of materials that needed to be purchased and made an appointment to teach him next time.

Time passed very quickly, and Qi Zhixuan and Liang Yuansheng met like this. They learned knitting together, went to and from class, drew, and read books. After getting along, they realized that the other person and themselves had such similar interests.

Qi Zhixuan looks at the people around him who are painting seriously and can’t help but be attracted to them. They are diligent, self-disciplined, kind, careful, and handsome. They have almost all the best qualities. Qi Zhixuan often sighs, how can there be such a perfect person in the world.

“Alas…” After finishing the painting, Liang Yuansheng sighed deeply.

“What’s wrong, why are you sighing?” Qi Zhixuan was brought back to his senses by his sigh.

“I always feel unsatisfied.” Liang Yuansheng held his head in despair, with a trace of unwillingness in his eyes.

Qi Zhixuan knew that he was painting the works in the exhibition, the “Floating Green Dan” exhibition, which is held every three years and is an exhibition that all Chinese painting and art students flock to. The participating works are selected from young individual artists, art institutions, universities, and society.

Entering an exhibition can not only be seen by more people, make your work famous, but also get to know other famous artists, and even get a lot of royalties, which is very exciting.

It’s time for the exhibition again next year, and the call for submissions has already started. Among them, three meticulous paintings have been selected, and Liang Yuansheng is working hard for one of the spots.

Everyone wants to go and prepare carefully, but this is outside of schoolwork. Students who are qualified will ask teachers for guidance privately, but this requires writing fees. Liang Yuansheng has no money.

Qi Zhixuan was worried about Xiao Jiujiu. His father was also one of the professors of Gongbi painting at their school. He was also supervising his students’ exhibition works recently. He didn’t know if he could ask him for help.

Although he was really busy, Zimmer couldn’t stand his son’s sugar-coated bullets, so he agreed and set aside time from his busy schedule.

“Really, Xiaoxuan, thank you, thank you, thank you, Teacher Qi, I…I…I’m so grateful.”

Liang Yuansheng was very surprised when he heard the news. He held Qi Zhixuan’s hand and could only say thank you.

Qi Zhixuan looked at his hands. There were many calluses on the slender knuckles, which were traces of his part-time work. He was so powerful and good, and he should have been shining brightly, but he bowed down for a bucket of rice. Thinking of this, Qi Zhixuan suddenly felt a little sore in his nose.

Zimmer has been very busy recently, coaching Liang Yuansheng, and almost always makes time to come out. Sometimes if he doesn’t have time at school, he will be called home.

Liang Yuansheng happily went every time. His painting skills had been guided several times by Qimo, and he felt that he had improved a lot.

“Xiao Xuan, why don’t you try to participate in the exhibition.” Qi Zhixuan brought a bowl of red bean paste to Liang Yuansheng. The weather had started to get cold. Zimmer made it and warmed it in the pot before going out in the morning. Now the temperature is just right. There are some glutinous rice balls in it. After taking a bite, his internal organs are relieved.

“No, I paint freehand brushwork. I’m not that good at fine brushwork, so I shouldn’t be able to choose it.” Qi Zhixuan held the bowl, scooped out the red bean paste by the spoonful, and said as he ate.

“You can give it a try. If we all choose it, we can put them on display together. That would be great.”

“Well… let’s talk about it. I’ll draw one when I have time, but my dad is very busy recently, so he definitely won’t have time to guide me.”

Listening to Liang Yuansheng’s words, Qi Zhixuan was actually a little moved, but even if he was painting, he should have to do it alone. His father was very busy recently, and if there was more of him, he wouldn’t be able to spare any time.

Although Qi Mo was not free, Qi Zhixuan still took the time to draw a picture before handing in the manuscript.

His mother was also a painter of fine brushwork. Before she passed away due to illness, she and his father taught him carefully for several years. However, after that, his father took care of him alone and was very busy. He also preferred freehand painting, so he didn’t stick to it. He didn’t care whether he could be chosen this time, so he just joined in the fun.

“Brother Liang!” Qi Zhixuan had just finished class and ran to the road where Liang Yuansheng must pass to intercept him. After all, today was the day to select places for the art exhibition, so he planned to have lunch with him and wait for the results.

“So happy.” Liang Yuansheng was also infected by his emotions as he watched the man in front of him trot along, smiling so hard that he couldn’t even see his eyes.

Qi Zhixuan forcefully patted Liang Yuansheng on the shoulder and said loudly: “Of course, I have a hunch that you will definitely be chosen!” He wanted to wrap his arms around Liang Yuansheng’s neck to help the two of them walk away, but he was a little short and it was a bit difficult, so he stretched out his arms harder.

“Oh, okay, don’t strangle me to death.” Liang Yuansheng couldn’t stand this stranglehold, so he pulled the hand off his neck, held his wrist and walked to the cafeteria.

Qi Zhixuan watched the two people’s wrists and palms overlap and fit together, and felt a little happy in his heart. He walked briskly and jumped to the front again, leading Liang Yuansheng to him.

Looking at his small steps, Liang Yuan laughed silently. In fact, Qi Zhixuan was only less than a year younger than him, but he always felt that Qi Zhixuan was like a child, innocent and cute.

Following his brisk pace, the two of them quickly went to the cafeteria to finish their meal and sat in a corner to wait leisurely.

But when Qi Zhixuan’s name popped up on the phone, both of them were a little stunned.

I checked several times and found no other familiar names except Qi Zhixuan.

“Okay, Xiao Xuan, if you don’t pass, you don’t pass.” Liang Yuansheng let out a wry smile as he watched him refresh the information on his phone.

Qi Zhixuan didn’t know what to say, he was very confused.

“I was just casually…” Before he could finish his words, he suddenly closed his mouth and looked at Liang Yuansheng in panic.

The originally high-spirited face suddenly lost its vitality.

“Liang…Brother Liang…”

“It’s okay, Xiao Xuan. No matter what, I’d like to thank Teacher Qi for this time. I have to work part-time soon, so I’ll leave first.”

“Brother Liang…”

Liang Yuansheng didn’t look back and went on his own.

Seeing Liang Yuansheng’s back, Qi Zhixuan also slumped his shoulders in frustration. He knew that Liang Yuansheng had been preparing for a long time, why he was chosen, why why, if it hadn’t been for him, would he have had a spot? This is so annoying!

This irritability has been brought home. Zimmer saw that his son, who was cheerful every day, was lying on the sofa dejectedly today. He sat down and touched his soft chestnut hair.

“What’s wrong, son?”

Seeing that he didn’t speak, Zimmer smiled.

“Because of Liang Yuansheng?”

His students also participated in the exhibition, so naturally they already knew the results.

“Are you unhappy because Liang Yuansheng was not selected, or are you unhappy because Liang Yuansheng was not selected?”

The clock on the wall was ticking, but Qi Zhixuan still didn’t speak, just thinking quietly.

He rested his head on his father’s lap, and Zimmer rubbed it gently. The little head had grown a lot now, and it also contained worries.

“Dad, isn’t Brother Liang good at painting?”

Qi Zhixuan made a muffled voice.

“Okay, so are you. You are all different. Each judge likes something different. Maybe more people like your style this time, so I chose you.”

What Zimmer said was not adulterated at all. Liang Yuansheng’s brushwork was exquisite and his writing power was superb. There was nothing bad about it when it was released. But the only thing was that his paintings were too dead, rigid, too craftsmanship, and lost the beauty of agility. He guided Liang Yuansheng and has been working hard in this regard.

On the contrary, Qi Zhixuan’s paintings, although they have not deliberately improved in this aspect for many years, still have the foundation of their family education and the careful teaching of the couple. Moreover, Qi Zhixuan is a freehand painter, and the things he draws are very vivid. It can also be seen from several other shortlisted works that the judges this time like this style very much. It can only be said that Liang Yuansheng was unlucky this time and did not meet his talent.

But for a long time after this incident, Qi Zhixuan felt that Liang Yuansheng was unhappy.

At first, he felt a little guilty, feeling as if he had squeezed out the person’s position. But after his father talked to him, he figured out that this was a matter of choosing himself over him. It was not about admitting himself or denying Liang Yuansheng.

But seeing Liang Yuansheng depressed, he felt uncomfortable.So I had to make fun all day long, buy some delicious food and make fun of each other.

Fortunately, Liang Yuansheng slowly returned to his original high-spirited self with his help, and the two gradually became closer. Seeing that Qi Zhixuan was so kind to him, Liang Yuansheng even knitted a scarf for him.

“Wow, this is a mother-level treatment for me, Brother Liang, thank you~” Qi Zhixuan hugged his scarf and was very happy.

“It’s me who thanks you.” Liang Yuansheng looked at him. It turned out that he was a person who could feel happy with just a scarf. Maybe because he had a lot, it didn’t matter no matter how little others gave him. I was really envious.