? When he arrived at the Art Building, he inquired about the classroom of Yan Zier's class, went directly to find it, and then quietly went in through the back door of the classroom and sat behind the students.
? "Is this classmate in the wrong classroom?"
In the classroom, there is a sketch class, and more than 30 students in the class sit together for class; Zhang Henghai, the head teacher, suddenly saw a strange face and asked.
? All the students in the class turned their heads and looked back. As soon as Yanzi saw Joe Fujimoto, she immediately frowned and pursed her mouth.
? With everyone watching, Joe Fujimoto remained calm and unchanging. He glanced at Yanzi and replied indifferently, "No, I'm looking for someone."
? There was an instant commotion in the classroom, and people talked about it.
Zhang Henghai, a middle-aged man, also experienced it, but expressed his understanding. "Now is class time, not dating time."
Joe Fujimoto smiled faintly. In order not to be driven out, he said directly, "I can be your model."
"Yes, yes, I agree."
A girl answered with a smile and raised her hand excitedly.
? "anthomaniac!"
? A boy is very sour, muttering.
? "None of your business? Do you care? "
The girl refuted the past with great distress.
? Guan He looked at Teng and Yanzi, his eyes were complicated, but he didn't speak.
? "Well, it is rare for a handsome boy to take the initiative to be a model. Today, there is no need to draw lots to choose a model. Is that okay? "
Zhang Henghai casually asked for students' opinions.
? "No opinion!"
Most of the excited answers are girls.
? "Classmate, sit in the front."
Hearing Zhang Henghai's request, Joe Fujimoto stood up directly, walked forward with his backpack, and then sat down in a chair facing the Yanzi.
? "Choose a comfortable sitting position and stay still for two hours."
"Very good."
Hearing the request again, Joe Fujimoto directly responded faintly.
Yan Zier suddenly stood up, moving the drawing board with her right hand and the chair with her left hand.
? "Swallow, what are you doing?"
Zhang Henghai asked some doubts.
? "Teacher, I want to draw a profile."
Yan Ziren concealed his displeasure and naturally agreed.
? She really doesn't want to see Joe Fujimoto.
? "Well, hurry to find a seat."
Zhang Henghai turned to one side and gave up his perspective.
Joe Fujimoto's mouth was smiling. When Yanzi put away her easel and sat down, she suddenly turned around and sat with her back to her, naturally relaxing.
? Everyone seemed puzzled, but they didn't say anything. Then they all began to observe and type.
? Yanzi looked at Joe Fujimoto Gherardini, and his eyes were full of pride. He took a deep breath helplessly, and then wrote a few words angrily on the drawing paper.
? After writing, she took down the drawing paper and showed it to Joe Fujimoto. It said, Aren't you ashamed?
Joe Fujimoto looked the same and suddenly took out his mobile phone and sent a short message: [I am seeking the benefits I deserve, why should I be ashamed? ]
He knew that even if the number was hacked, the text message would still be received.
? When she heard the vibration of her mobile phone, Yanzi was sure it was a letter from Joe Fujimoto. She hesitated, then reached for her mobile phone to check. Then he frowned and curled his mouth, slamming his mobile phone into his bag.
? Joe Fujimoto watched her facial expression change, but he was in a good mood. After that, he didn't send any text messages.
? After more than two hours, the sketch class was over, and Zhang Henghai began to revise his homework, starting with Yanzi's paintings. Because her painting is very special, not a real painting, but a painting by Joe Fujimoto in his later years.
? Joe Fujimoto looked at his old appearance in the painting and couldn't help smiling. He knew Stefanie was unhappy with him, but he didn't expect to show it in this way. "Yan Zier's paintings are very special. Grasp the skeletal characteristics very well. When I have time, I will also draw some young people. Repair technology has been in short supply in China. "
Zhang Henghai sat in front of the drawing board, looking at the painting, talking and laughing; There was a burst of laughter in the classroom. "Ha ha ha ....."
"However, even if you are old, you are quite handsome."
That girl suddenly laughed and talked before.
? Zhang Henghai turned to look at Joe Fujimoto. "You are me. How many points will you get? "
Joe Fujimoto glanced at Yanzi and smiled meaningfully. "Full marks, this is a specialty and worth encouraging."
Swallow slightly bowed his head and said nothing.
? Zhang Henghai seemed to see something and replied with a smile: "Indeed, Yanzi continued to work hard."
More than half an hour later, before the students finished evaluating the painting, Yanzi suddenly turned quietly, took something and left through the back door.
Joe Fujimoto hurriedly took Stefanie's painting, followed her and quietly left with her. "In your eyes, am I still handsome at the age of eighty?"
? Walking out of the art building, I walked to a shady path. Seeing that Stefanie has been ignoring people, Joe Fujimoto looked at her back and suddenly found a topic to talk about.
? He wants to know, when he imagines his old age, will Yanzi think of marrying him, treating him as a guest, having children and growing old together?
? "What do you want?"
Swallow suddenly turned around and asked angrily.
? In her eyes, Joe Fujimoto is like an enemy who is ruining everything for her. Since he went to the dormitory to find her, all the people in the dormitory have isolated her, even despised her and sneered. Moreover, many people in the same grade know that she has a fiance, and rumors spread that she has bad conduct, disorderly life, duplicity, eating a bowl of rice, watching the pot, looking for a mistress before marriage, etc., which is unsightly. Therefore, even Yunxuan quarreled with her and ignored her for several days.
? Joe Fujimoto was surprised and then changed the subject. "Does your foot still hurt?"
Left and right, Yanziji is furious. "I don't want to see you again. Don't appear in front of me again. "
YanZiEr very language rushed to say that finish, turned away angrily.
? "Purple son ..."
? Fujimoto Joe looked at the back of her departure angrily, his eyes deep and awkward.
? It suddenly occurred to him that if he had gone to see Yan Zier earlier and appeared in front of her before Yun Xuan, things would have been different.
? More than a month later, Yun Xuan had an accident, and Joe Fujimoto saw Yanzier for the last time in the hospital where he was an intern.
? That afternoon, Teng suddenly received a phone call from his teacher, Wang Tingzhen, saying that there was an emergency brain surgery and asked him to go to the hospital for help immediately.
? He took a taxi to the hospital, hurriedly disinfected and put on his surgical gown, and rushed to the surgery seminar room, only to know that the object to be operated was Yun Xuan. Severe brain injury, deep coma, extremely difficult operation and extremely low success rate.
? Later, he learned that a large truck rolled over at a sharp turn and hit the bus and car next to it, causing many casualties.
? At 1 1 pm, the operation failed and Yun Xuan never woke up.
? When the attending doctor came out of the operating room, Yan Zier was there in addition to his family. When she heard the attending doctor Wang Tingzhen say, "Sorry, we did our best. I am sorry for your loss. " When she was hit by a bolt from the blue, she turned pale and looked in a trance. She staggered back and leaned against the wall, even forgetting to breathe.
I don't know how long it took, the medical staff had left, and the grief of the family members had gone. Joe Fujimoto stood in front of the swallow, and then gently let out a cry, "Purple ..."
Yanzier suddenly raised his head, grabbed his chest, and shouted hysterically, "Fujio, are you still me ...? You are still me ..."
Tears danced on his face and his voice choked several times.
? "……"
Joe Fujimoto didn't know what to say.
? "Why did you ask him out? Why ...? Why can't you leave me alone? ....., why do you want to appear? Fujimoto Joe, you ruined everything for me, ruined everything for me, I hate you, I hate you ... "
Yanzi's voice trembled, and she screamed hysterically and repeatedly until she broke down in tears, and the whole person collapsed on the ground.
Looking at her curled up, her hands clasped her knees, her face deeply buried in her knees, sobbing and helpless, Fujimoto Joe was so distressed that he didn't know what to say.
He did make an appointment with Yun Xuan to talk about something in the gym this afternoon, but what does this have to do with the accident?
? Later, Yan Zi transported Yun Xuan's body back to his hometown and buried it with Yun Xuan's family, and never came back.
? Later, her family had to help her drop out of school.