() Lu Chongrui’s Chinese-character face immediately turned pale. He frowned and took a few steps into the building. He turned on the lights in the corridor and made a thumping sound on the wooden floor.
Zhu Xuezhi also coughed quickly and said: "Walk slowly, the wooden floor of this building is old, be careful not to sprain your feet!"
Her voice was not quiet, and the faint moan disappeared immediately, but the sound of tables and chairs sliding on the wooden floor came again.
Several people arrived on the second floor. Lu Chongrui's studio was at the very end. He passed the lighted room first, and the door suddenly opened.
"Teacher Lu!"
Following this call, a young man wearing glasses, jeans and trousers, with his hair in a ponytail, happened to push open the door and walk out, his handsome, sweaty face showing surprise.
"Xiao Bo!"
Lu Chongrui's face was extremely serious. He frowned and said in a low but determined voice: "I have said, I am not your teacher, and you should not call me teacher!"
The student named Xiao Bo seemed to have a well-trained face. There was no embarrassment on his face at this moment. He just said apologetically: "I'm sorry, Professor Lu, my mouth is always faster than my mind. I will definitely pay attention to it in the future!"
"Don't waste your time!"
Lu Chongrui had a straight face, but his tone was a bit colder than usual, and said: "I have said several times that there is no negotiation for the help you want me to do, and no amount of money will be spent."
"This..." After hearing these words, Xiao Bo's expression changed slightly and he was about to speak.
"Also," Lu Chongrui's Chinese-character face was gloomy, and he stared at Xiao Bo coldly, and said, "It's a holiday, so if you want to play, you should go home and play!"
After saying this, Lu Chongrui did not wait for Xiao Bo to speak, glanced at the door that happened to be opened again, snorted, and walked towards his studio. Zhu Xuezhi quickly pulled Lu Yang, Zou Lingling, Wei
Zhixiu followed.
A female student inside who was pushing the door open to come out to say hello was immediately frightened and stood blankly at the door.
When Lu Yang passed by, he took a look. The female student was about twenty years old, with black hair reaching her shoulders, delicate eyebrows, slightly dark skin, and a little thin. At this time, her red face dripping with sweat, and her hair soaked in sweat,
As well as the white shirt that was tucked into jeans and buttoned wrongly, it all showed that she must have been a white ewe that was being raped by a ram.
"Now these young people!"
Lu Chongrui's face looked extremely unhappy. After he opened the door to his studio and entered, he said in a deep voice: "I really don't know how to behave!"
"The child is here," Zhu Xuezhi followed, quickly patted Lu Chongrui and whispered: "What are you talking about!"
Zou Lingling was a well-known person and had grown up in a big city. She knew a lot, so she naturally understood it a long time ago. Her eyes flickered and she seemed quite excited. She hid next to Wei Zhixiu, who was also a little embarrassed, and kept looking behind her.
Lu Yang didn't react at all. He just smiled and stepped forward to hold Lu Chongrui's arm and said, "Grandpa, show us your work quickly!"
"good!"
Lu Yang's impatient look made Lu Chongrui feel better and his face became less stern.
Lu Chongrui led Yangsun to a row of wooden cabinets. Inside were all the masterpieces he had carefully carved over the years, including pen holders, armrests, flower holders, seal boxes, bottles and cups, and other furnishings for the study desk.
Some statues of the Heavenly Emperor, Star Lord, Guanyin Bodhisattva and the like.
Among them, the objects on the top row of wooden stands aroused Lu Yang's interest. These are some traditional wood carvings with very different styles. For example, there are completely realistic styles, similar to the heads of representative figures of the era like Kong Fansen, and some seem to be very abstract and difficult to understand.
of engraving.
At this time, Lu Yang pestered his grandfather and asked, what is this and what is the allusion to that.
Adults always do not hesitate to show themselves in front of children. Lu Chongrui introduced his proud work to Lu Yang. He was very happy, and the lines of the Chinese character face were no longer so stiff.
"Grandpa," seeing that Lu Chongrui's mood seemed to be less bad, Lu Yang asked carefully: "Who is that guy called Bo? What help does he need from you?"
"You kid, you are interested in everything." Lu Chongrui touched Lu Yang's head, but he didn't pay much attention to it. He just thought his grandson was curious and explained casually: "That Xiao Bo is from the sculpture department of the college, but he is not
My student, your grandfather doesn’t teach everyone!”
Lu Chongrui's expression was very proud. He was a distinguished professor at the Academy of Fine Arts and had a stubborn temper. At first he was worried that his lack of education would mislead students, so he agreed to be a distinguished professor at the school and said he would not teach but only make wood carvings. The college asked him to be the main
It was also because of his skillful hands and not for teaching, so he naturally agreed.
"Grandpa is so awesome!"
Lu Yang raised his head, raised his thumb, and asked, "Then what kind of help can you do? You don't even do anything for how much money you have. How cool!"
"That man is sneaky," Lu Chongrui curled his lips and said with displeasure: "He said that his uncle wanted to ask me to make some engravings, but he didn't explain clearly what he was doing, so naturally he couldn't do it for him."
"Why?" Lu Yang was puzzled and curious about what the engraving did.
"Then who knows," Lu Chongrui shook his head and said casually: "I guess it's not a good thing. Xiao Bo is not a good person. Yangyang, you are not allowed to associate with such a person!"
At this time, after Zou Lingling looked around, she already felt boring. There were only these boring pieces of wood in the room. She thought it was so interesting. She was bored and pulled Wei Zhixiu aside to yawn.
When Lu Chongrui saw it, he immediately felt bad. Zhu Xuezhi quickly came to smooth things over and said it was time to go back.
So they walked outside and out of the building. Lu Yang suddenly felt like peeing, so he said he was going to the bathroom.
Naturally, there is no toilet in such an old building, but Lu Yang was familiar with the Academy of Fine Arts in the past winter and summer vacations, and knew that there was one on the other side of the bamboo forest.
Lu Chongrui and Zhu Xuezhi were used to seeing Lu Yangfeng before, and the security of the Academy of Fine Arts was very good. They didn't think about safety. They just ordered him to catch up quickly, and then walked to their home first.
At night, the night breeze blows in the bamboo forest, and the bamboo leaves rustle as if they are playing melodious music.
Lu Yang passed directly through the middle of the bamboo forest with the help of a street lamp, and suddenly found faint movement in front of him. He was startled, and hurriedly hid under the shadow of the backlit wall, and looked over with wide eyes.
On a 'bed' covered with a clump of bamboo leaves, a figure's back was rising and falling, making movements along with the rustling of bamboo leaves. From time to time, the sound of dead branches being broken could be heard on the ground, but mixed with the sound of the wind, it was slightly distant.
I couldn't tell the truth at all.
Due to the distance and the figure hiding in the night, Lu Yang couldn't see clearly who it was, but he felt that the outline looked vaguely familiar.
Lu Yang was thinking about whether to scare the bastards fighting in the field or leave without causing impotence.
The ups and downs of his back seemed to have reached a critical point, and a low roar began to come from his throat. Then his back suddenly sank, and a woman's tender cry immediately sounded from underneath him.
The fun was over, and Lu Yang was about to retreat quickly.
"I'm leaving first."
Unexpectedly, the figure behind him had no intention of continuing Wen Cun. He quickly stood up, picked up his pants and walked out.
Hearing the sound, Lu Yang stopped immediately, and it turned out to be the same Xiao Bo just now.
This guy is quite capable!
Lu Yang thought evilly in his heart that his interest was disturbed just now, so he ran here to make up for it by fighting in the field.
"Bo...**," the girl on the ground hurriedly got up and chased her while shouting: "Wait for me!"
**?
Lu Yang almost laughed when he heard this title, but he had to hold it back with great difficulty.
I didn't hear the white ewe speak just now, and I couldn't be sure from the voice at this time. However, in the night, the girl's white shirt had just been put on, and the white underwear on her chest was hanging on her two lumps of fat, which was very conspicuous.
, it seems that it should still be the same.
"I still have something to do," Xiao Bo slowed down a little, buttoning his hands and said, "Hurry up."
"**," the girl hurriedly chased after her, buttoning her buttons and saying, "I've given you everything, you have to be nicer to me in the future."
At this time, the two of them were not far away from Lu Yang. Through the street lamp and the moonlight, Lu Yang saw the cautious expression of the girl, and then looked at Xiao Bo, who had a lustful expression next to her, and he immediately understood the pair.
Wild mandarin ducks have no chance.
"Oh." Xiao Bo replied lazily.
"**," the girl held Xiao Bo's hand, and seemed to have finally made up her mind, saying, "Don't go see those women from now on, okay?"
"Liao Li," Xiao Bo's lazy demeanor suddenly disappeared. He stopped, shook off the girl's hand, and said coldly: "You meddle too much, stop meddling in my affairs!"
"**," the girl named Liao Li hurriedly stepped forward and took Xiao Bo's hand, pleading: "I am your girlfriend, and you still go to see those women, are you worthy of me?"
"Are you feeling dizzy?" Xiao Bo frowned, his expression became even colder, and he said, "I, Xiao Bo, don't need a girlfriend."
"Xiao...Xiao Bo..." Liao Li was obviously taken aback. She let go of Xiao Bo's arm and asked in astonishment: "What do you mean by that?"
"Liao Li, I've said it before," Xiao Bo said with a cold smile, "I don't need a girlfriend."
"Xiao Bo," Liao Li was obviously panicked and asked stupidly: "But didn't you just say you love me?"
"Tch, I love you too now," Xiao Bo sneered and curled his lips and said, "But I don't need you to be my girlfriend."
"You...you..." Liao Li looked at Xiao Bo, trembling all over, and the expression on his face seemed to be about to collapse.
"Liao Li, this is a new era. The country needs to change, and our young people need to be more open-minded!"
Xiao Bo's expression became more serious at this time, as if he was pouring out his heart, and said: "Your idea is boring, so what if we did it? I, Xiao Bo, did not have sex with twenty women in the Academy of Fine Arts.
There are always ten, do I have to let them all be my girlfriends?"
"..." Liao Li looked at Xiao Bo with a dull expression and could not speak.
Lu Yang looked at the abandoned white ewe in front of him, and he really didn't have the emotion to feel sympathy in his heart.
