Chapter 1

There are many handsome guys in the art academy, but unfortunately, these handsome guys also like handsome guys. Straight men are already relatively rare. It is even rarer to find someone as handsome as Shiyu Nan, who is a school grass level, likes girls, and has impressive artistic accomplishments. The majority of female alumni are restless, and they charge into battle as if they were going to war.

Shinan pushed the plate towards me and said, "I fried some eggs too, in case some pigs don't have enough to eat."

I raised my head and said to him, "Are you purchasing ingredients? Are you planning to cook or something?"

How can I salvage this? You can't possibly cut ties with your childhood friend just because of a relationship. Is that in line with human social norms?I sighed and said, "Although I don't know what social norms are, I do know that my feelings for Shi Nan are pure."

What is she wearing? It's so plain and looks like a village girl.

You talk too much, hurry up and leave!

Without a response from Nandi, I will no longer hurt myself, leaving only one sentence: "I am in Studio 301, come over."

Is he really a god among men? He's so down-to-earth, even though he has his own independent studio at home, he still comes here!

Get lost!

"Do I not even deserve you to put on makeup and shave your legs?" he asked in response.

Things have become messy...

This person is really ruthless when it comes to dismantling the platform.

I carried his easel and paints, feeling unable to express my thoughts: "Brother, even if a celebrity cheats on his wife, he wouldn't be as cautious as you are. If only I had known earlier, why bother in the first place?"

This time, I didn't hesitate to slap the empty plate on his face.

Took a shower, put on some makeup, and then drove to Jinbao. I used to hang out here often for gatherings with friends, so I know the place well.

After parking my car in the residential area, I didn't rush to go up. Instead, I went to the fruit shop downstairs and bought a few avocados and durians. Shinan's mother likes to eat these. In order to maintain a polite distance, I never go to his house empty-handed, just like being a guest.

It turned out to be the renowned artist Zhang Zeyuan. No wonder he looks familiar. I often see him in the newspapers! I was shaken and quickly went to shake hands with Teacher Zhang, saying, "Thank you, Teacher Zhang! I really love your art gallery! I am so excited to have the opportunity to participate!"

I nodded repeatedly: "Oh, oh, oh, okay."

You are ignorant and narrow-minded, always surprised by the unfamiliar!

It's amazing how Shī Nán can make the three words "go away" sound so guilty, sounding as if he's being coquettish and shy. He should really go to the entrance of the Beijing Film Academy and learn how to improve his acting skills from the crowd of actors.

I almost thought he was asking me to fulfill his mother's dream of becoming his wife. It seems like I was really overthinking. I breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Sure, but who is Li Jiawei?"

I walked up to him and patted his shoulder, jokingly saying with a smile, "Hey, buddy, are you keeping this ugly photo of me to use against me later? Just a reminder, I have plenty of embarrassing childhood photos of you where your high-definition, uncensored little bird is exposed. If you dare to post my photo online, I'll dare to package and send your entire photo album to Li Jiawei."

The caller is my opposite-sex friend Shina, whom I have played with since childhood. People often say that there is no pure friendship between men and women, but I think this statement is simply arbitrary. If you have witnessed a boy playing with mud in open-crotch pants, hiding from his parents to date early, and then getting beaten up and disfigured by the wrong woman, I don't believe you can have any feelings for him beyond friendship, unless your brain has been caught in a rolling shutter door.

I can't cook. The inheritance of genes is so strange. The only connection I have with my kitchen is when I used a pressure cooker to stew chicken once, and the pressure cooker exploded. Even the chicken's butt exploded into a flower. In the end, my mom threw away the pressure cooker, the chicken with the exploded butt, and me together. Since then, I have completely cut off contact with the kitchen.

On a summer day, cicadas chirp loudly while the asphalt road is scorching hot. An irritable teenage girl walks home with her head buried in books, without paying attention to the road.

Shi Nan, do you often dream?" I asked.

Shi Nan interrupted me directly and helped me respond: "Teacher Zhang, rest assured, she is fine. After one week, I will submit the artwork together with her."

I was stunned for a while, swallowed my saliva, and felt a little nervous: "Um...what do you want in return?"

You seem to be enjoying it? Hmm?

If Sherlock Holmes is the detective in the South, then Jia Wei is the detective Galileo. I look forward to the appearance of the next detective Di Renjie...

I furrowed my brows, and my whole head started to ache. What's the matter? I really want to help them make appointments at the ENT and neurology departments in the hospital online, and also use group-buying discount coupons.

Upon hearing the sound of Shi Nan taking a bath, I excitedly waved to him, feeling quite wonderful. "I never expected that with your arrival, you would actually push my efficiency to its limits! I've prepared the draft, would you mind taking a look?"

After speaking, he leisurely left. When he reached the door, he suddenly turned around and struck a signature double-handed shooting pose, aiming the gun at my heart: "Bang bang, exclusive broadcast, so delicious it will make you cry."

He is right by my side, and he hasn't passed away and ascended to heaven. Is it unreasonable for me to keep dreaming about him? If this continues, I will soon have reminisced about my high school life! As soon as I wake up, I open my phone and start flipping through Zhou Gong's Dream Dictionary. I haven't even flipped to the entry "Dreaming of a friend" when I see a note on the flyleaf that says: The desires sought in dreams are all suppressed desires in life.

Shi Nan threw down the microphone, flipped his body, and jumped off the stage. He rushed to the girl's side and directly lifted her up, sending her to the school clinic.

You quickly pinch my philtrum! I feel like I'm about to die!

His mother continued to say, "Xunxun, why haven't you come to see Auntie for so long? Today, Auntie made your favorite dishes, crystal sweet and sour pork and boiled fish. You and Xiaonan should eat more."

Don't talk nonsense. Her outfit is from a niche brand, and the price of a single button exceeds the cost of your entire outfit.

Don't.

Shi Nan's voice is very magnetic. Many female fans in the art academy are posting on the school forum and brushing the screen, saying that just listening to his voice can make their ears pregnant. Even looking at his photos, their eyes can give birth to twins. I sneer at such unscientific pursuit and wish to show the photo of Shi Nan falling into a manure pit when he was a child, which I captured to set the record straight.

He directly pulled my sleeve like pulling a dog leash and said, "I'm really sorry, there's no such option."

Later, everyone chatted and sang songs together. I heard those female voices whispering about me.

I reflexively caught it, but after realizing it was my bra, I felt a bit embarrassed. If he hadn't come so suddenly, how could he have seen the clothes I had thrown around my house? I stubbornly said, "You don't have the right to comment on this."

Water flows down from the top of my head, it feels chilling to the bone!

I started brewing thick phlegm at the first time, wanting to spit it on his face, but I was hindered by the insufficient health of my throat, so I could only wait for another opportunity. "Seeing you, I don't even want to shave my leg hair, makeup is tiring, foundation is expensive, you are not worthy." I can't be bothered to argue with him.

"Shi Nan, do you remember when we first met?" I asked him.

Although Shih Nan made a bag of dragon beard noodles this time, just by smelling it, it feels like it was made by a chef from New Oriental. I took a bite and it was so delicious that I couldn't find the words to describe it, I could only give him a thumbs up while dancing. Some people say that true culinary skills can make even a bowl of ordinary noodles incredibly delicious, and it's true!

I vaguely sensed that something was not quite right, but I didn't frown because I was afraid of upsetting him. It's all just a misunderstanding, and it must be a misunderstanding. I can't let my foolish reaction ruin our friendship.

On this night, the disturbing dream arrived as scheduled. This time, the location was the high school campus playground, where the sports meet was in full swing.

This new girlfriend of his didn't last long, of course. He wanted to break up with her, but the girl refused to accept it and caused a huge uproar. She even went to the art academy forum and used dozens of anonymous accounts to criticize him from all angles. His Weibo account was flooded with tens of thousands of negative comments.

That's because you have too little experience, really. When I arrived just now, I ran into Pan Wei and had to explain at length our pure relationship. But if I were to appear naked in your painting, wouldn't everything I said to him be nonsense?

After it was placed on the table, Shi Nan, this cunning person, kept picking out several pieces of food that were hard to identify and putting them on my plate, saying, "You've been saying you're hungry all the time. I feel sorry for you, so just eat without being polite."

Did I ever tell you that the reason I am with Pan Wei is because he is really gentle when he doesn't argue with me? His eyes are like a pool of water that has been bathed in sunlight. When you immerse yourself in it, you can only feel the perfect temperature of the water, and you will never want to come out again.

He pinched the ends of my scattered hair with his hand, put it to his nose and sniffed, and concluded, "Have you not washed your hair for a few days?"

I patted Pan Wei's shoulder and interrupted him, saying, "I understand your inferiority complex. No matter how much effort I make to compromise, it cannot be resolved. You should think about it yourself. I wish you happiness."

My expression almost collapsed, so I could only laugh foolishly.

"So what if he broke his promise?" Shi Nan looked at me expressionlessly and said, "To be honest, I'm not interested in him at all, so you don't have to tell me. You didn't love him that much anyway, I didn't see you in pain after the breakup."

The reason why I don't like to go to his house very much is because his mother has always had an obsession with pairing me up with Shih Nan since we were young. It's like she's a matchmaker stationed in the mortal world, dedicated and persistent, with an unwavering determination that leaves people speechless.

Shi Nan glanced at my chest with ill intentions and said, "Indeed, they are the same size." Before I could respond, he continued, "Come to my house for dinner. My mom just called me to go back, and when I told her I was with you, she asked me to bring you along."

... ....

I smile sweetly, pretending to be respectful and virtuous: "Hello, Teacher Zhang."

I ignored this unpleasant nickname, completely preoccupied with other concerns: "How to find a model? Nowadays, there are too few girls willing to dedicate themselves to art. They all just want to dedicate themselves to you. Otherwise, let Li Jiawei be the model."

As soon as the car pulled into the garage, Shi Nan wrapped himself tightly in a hooded sweatshirt and put on a pair of sunglasses that could easily pass for those worn by blind people. He desperately pulled my arm and said, "Hurry, it's Li Jiawei! I saw her."

As Shinan's eyes wandered, he stood up and said, "Forget about calling now. Let's wait a few more hours until it gets dark, and then we'll go buy some groceries and daily necessities. You like eating 7-11's oden, right? We can buy that too while we're at it."

I still remember his voice, which was much more vivid than when he was reading from a script. He furrowed his brow, turned his face to the side, and cursed the person behind him, saying, "Ji Xunxun, are you stupid? You twisted your foot and still ran for nothing. Who are you performing for? Are you afraid that no one will feel sorry for you?!"

The other end of the line is that culprit bastard. His tone was somewhat rising: "Did you get splashed with bubble gum? Why didn't you know how to dodge? Were you in such a hurry to leave that you forgot to bring your brain? Do you need me to help you call a courier to deliver your brain? How about using SF Express, air freight, fast delivery."

"Jealousy? Bullshit. My tone clearly conveys hatred. I wish I could break his neck and help him repay his debts of debauchery. Causing young girls to cry and feel heartbroken is a crime that deserves punishment. I strongly suggest the legislative committee consider this!"

He propped up his head and said with a casual attitude: "Of course I remember. There is a video of the parents' meeting as evidence. I met you on June 13th, sixteen years ago. I later referred to it as the '6.13 tragedy'."

I pushed aside the crowded fangirls at the door and saw Shi Nan. At the first glance, I didn't want to look at him again. My eyes couldn't bear it. I walked straight up to him and criticized him sarcastically, "Shi Nan, I was originally going to find Li Jiawei as a trusted elder sister to persuade her to break up peacefully, but your arrogant behavior has ruined everything. You're really something."

Shi Nan looked at the shape of my eight pens with different thicknesses in my hand, which was quite helpless. He rolled his eyes and said, "Are you not tired standing? Sit down and draw."

I rubbed my itchy ear and decisively replied, "You should find someone else!"

Pan followed, exuding a sense of sadness that could almost drown a person: "I said we should break up, and you don't have a single word to salvage the situation?"

Walking up the three flights of stairs, I saw a studio door surrounded by a group of girls. They were pushing and shoving each other, filled with excitement.

No problem, I'm used to it. What they love is my appearance. They won't listen to anything we discuss. If you don't believe me, just watch--" Shi Nan blew a kiss at the door of the Southern Dynasty, immediately followed by a soft and tender call, as if there was a girl fainting. He put away his paintbrush, a hint of a smile on his lips.

Shi Nan's voice is calm and unhurried, as if he has a good temperament. Only I know that his cold and sarcastic words can drown a canyon. He said, "Blaming others is what incompetent people are best at. Is it necessary to make a big deal out of a breakup? Get over it quickly and let me introduce my friend to you."

Shi Nan glanced at me and said, "Your tone sounds strange. Are you envious, jealous, or just plain jealous?"

When I had just handed in my assignment to my supervisor, I was scolded by him from head to toe. As I was about to wipe my face outside the teaching building, I saw a stunning and attractive girl walking straight towards me. She twisted her little butt while walking and unscrewed the cap of a mineral water bottle. When she reached me, she suddenly raised her hand and poured water on me!

Do not worry about whether I can get married or not. Your words are so venomous, do you usually quench your thirst with DDT? And let me say it again, I did not raise Pan Wei, I just gave him a box of paint on his birthday.

As I looked on, Shen Nanshi mysteriously leaned towards me with a sly smile and said, "Young people only dream when they eat too much. Why else would you suddenly ask me this? Did you have a lustful dream? Oh~"

Upon entering his home, I handed the bag of fruit to Shi Nan's mother and politely greeted her, saying "Hello Auntie, I have arrived."

He has no intention of giving up, exuding a kind of charm that makes people feel osteoporotic all over, and continues to launch an offensive against my bottom line: "Don't deny it, I know you love me. If you love, please love deeply, and make a model for love?"