"Do you still want to listen to the youngest follow-up?"

Xiao Xiao interrupted Zhang Bo and Zhuge Yun's confrontation.

Zhao Luzheng smiled gratefully at Xiao Xiao, and then raised his eyebrows at Zhang Bo and Zhuge Yun, "That's it."

"I haven't finished speaking yet."

"If you don't listen, I will tell my third brother."

"Listen!"

Zhuge Yun hurriedly made a statement.

"It's all the boss who provoked it first..."

"you-"

Noting the sight of Xiao Xiao looking over, Zhang Bo closed his mouth awkwardly.

...

"I didn't expect that I recognized him at first sight."

Zhao Luzheng sighed a little, "I was not the best time to play with him when I was in junior high school."

"I have no contact after graduating from junior high school."

"But I have a deep impression of him."

...

Zhuge Yun opened his mouth.

Still kept quiet.

...

“He painted very well.”

"What impressed me the most was his rapid progress in his painting skills in the three years of junior high school."

"It's really a progress visible to the naked eye."

Zhao Luzheng emphasized.

"It can be said that the classmates in our class watched him step by step..."

"How to say it?"

"It is from a level where we jokingly call soul painter to a level where painting is truly a specialty."

"We all say he is a genius in painting."

"Everyone says that our class is going to produce a future great painter."

......

"He didn't become a painter afterwards."

Zhuge Yun finally couldn't help but speak.

Zhao Luzheng was slightly stunned by his firm tone.

"You're all sorry..."

Zhang Bo also guessed the ending.

"And, you just said that he went to a normal school and is now trying to stay in school to teach."

Zhuge Yun supplemented.

......

"......Um."

Zhao Luzheng smiled.

It is convenient for roommates to be smart.

Without saying anything, they all understood.

......

"Why didn't he become a painter?"

Zhang Bo asked directly.

Zhuge Yun knocked on the table, "Boss, you asked this."

“Is it so easy for a painter to be a painter?”

"The painter is an artist."

“Artists are very talented.”

"Ahem~"

Zhuge Yun found that he was too straightforward?

"Hehe, youngest..."

......

"I know."

Zhao Luzheng was naturally not that stingy, and was angry because of Zhuge Yun’s truthful words.

"I asked him if he still continued to draw?"

"I thought even if I didn't make a living with this, as my second brother said, the artistic creation of painting is too oriented to talent..."

"Although in my impression, in the hearts of our students back then, he was extremely talented in painting."

"At that time, we always joked that a big painter was coming out in our class. When we talked, we were joking, but we didn't think so in our hearts."

"But he won't draw."

"In my impression, he obviously likes painting very much."

"I'm basically drawing when I finish class."

"Even during class, I always draw secretly."

"I was caught by the teacher several times."

"But our teachers are enlightened."

"The teacher praised him for his good paintings, but he still had to take the class seriously."

"After all, good art schools also have high requirements for cultural achievements."

...

"So all of you think he would go to the Academy of Fine Arts and become a painter?"

Zhuge Yun touched his chin, "I was wondering...Is he not very happy to meet you again after a long separation?"

It’s already very uncomfortable to not realize my dream.

I also met an uninformed person asking him why he hadn't moved into his future that everyone agreed with at that time...

Isn’t this spreading salt on someone’s wounds?

"When you met yesterday..."

Zhuge Yun could roughly think of the scene at that time, "Isn't it quite embarrassing?"

...

Zhao Luzheng smiled bitterly, "After I asked him if he became a painter now... the atmosphere was a little awkward."

He could now recall the other party's sudden change in his face.

A little stiff smile.

In an indifferent tone, he talked about the fact that he had long stopped painting.

Then he told him the information he had told Zhang Bo and them before.

...

My classmates who always thought they would become painters went to normal school and wanted to be teachers...

Maybe it was too unexpected...

"I was stupidly asking him if he was an art teacher?"

Zhao Luzheng shook his head for his slowness.

“He said no.”

The other party could not even maintain the unnatural smile on his face, and the breath around him became a little anxious.

"I feel like he wants to say goodbye to me."
To be continued...