Chapter 2145 Zhou Yao
"Do you guys still want to hear the follow-up from the youngest brother?"

Xiao Xiao interrupted the argument between Zhang Bo and Zhuge Yun.

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

"I haven't finished what I'm saying yet."

"If you don't listen, I'll tell Third Brother."

"Listen!"

Zhuge Yun hurriedly expressed his opinion.

"It was the boss who provoked first..."

"you-"

Noticing Xiao Xiao's gaze, Zhang Bo closed his mouth awkwardly.

……

"I didn't expect I recognized him right away."

Zhao Luzheng sighed, "I wasn't his best friend when I was in junior high school."

"We lost contact after graduating from junior high school."

“But I was quite impressed by him.”

……

Zhuge Yun opened his mouth.

Still kept quiet.

……

“He draws very well.”

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

“It’s really an improvement that can be seen with the naked eye.”

Zhao Luzheng emphasized.

"You could say that our classmates watched him step by step..."

"how to say?"

"I went from being a soul painter to a person who can truly say that painting is his specialty."

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

"They say our class will produce a future great painter."

“He didn’t become a painter later.”

Zhuge Yun finally couldn't help but speak.

The firm tone made Zhao Luzheng slightly stunned.

"You said you regret it..."

Zhang Bo also guessed this ending.

"Besides, you just said that he studied at a normal school and is now trying to stay on to teach."

Zhuge Yun added.

".Um."

Zhao Luzheng smiled.

It is convenient to have smart roommates.

They understood everything without having to say anything.

“Why didn’t he become a painter?”

Zhang Bo asked directly.

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

“Is it so easy to be a painter?”

“The painter is an artist.”

“Artists are very particular about talent.”

"Cough cough~"

Zhuge Yun wondered if he had been speaking too bluntly.
"Hey, youngest one."

"I know."

Zhao Luzheng was naturally not so petty as to get angry because of Zhuge Yun's few truthful words.

“I asked him if he was still painting?”

"I think even if I don't make a living from this, like my second brother said, artistic creation like painting requires talent..."

"Although in my impression, and in the minds of us students back then, he was extremely talented in painting."

"At that time, we always joked with him that a great painter would emerge from our class. We all said it in a joking tone, but in our hearts, we really thought so."

“But he doesn’t paint anymore.”

"My impression is that he obviously likes painting very much."

“I basically draw during my free time.”

"I'm always secretly drawing even during class."

"I was caught by the teacher several times."

"But our teacher is open-minded."

"The teacher praised him for his good drawing skills, but he still needs to take the class seriously."

"After all, good art schools also have high academic requirements."

……

"So you all thought he would go to art school and become a painter?"

Zhuge Yun touched his chin and said, "I was wondering... is he not very happy to meet you again after such a long absence?"

It is painful that the dreams I once had have not come true.

I also met someone who didn't know the situation and asked him why he didn't follow the future that everyone assumed he would have...

Isn't this just rubbing salt into someone's wounds?
"When you met yesterday..."

Zhuge Yun could roughly imagine the situation at that time, "Isn't it embarrassing?"...

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

He can now recall the other person's sudden change in expression.

There was a somewhat stiff smile.

He spoke in a nonchalant tone about the fact that he had stopped painting a long time ago.

Then he told him the information he had previously told Zhang Bo and the others.

……

The classmate who I always thought would become a painter is now studying at a normal school and is going to be a teacher...

Maybe it was too unexpected...

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

Zhao Lu was shaking his head at his own slowness.

"He said no."

The other party could hardly maintain the unnatural smile on his face, and the aura around him became a little anxious.

"I felt like he wanted to say goodbye to me."

Zhao Luzheng is not without the ability to read people's expressions.

However, although I know that I should stop when enough is enough and respect other people's privacy...

But he really wanted to know why the other party stopped painting?
I don’t want to be a painter anymore, and I don’t even paint anymore.

He was really surprised to find out that the other party had put down his paintbrush for a long time.

……

He pretended not to notice the other party's hesitation.

He knew that the other party was hesitating about how to say goodbye.

He asked his doubts directly.

“Why don’t you paint anymore?”

“You like painting so much.”

He saw his old classmate again. Even though his appearance had changed a little, he could still immediately remember how he was drawing in class, and how his eyes sparkled when his classmates teased him about being a future great painter.

So, people who like to draw...

"And so talented..."

All the classmates in the class saw and were amazed at the great progress his partner made in painting during the three years of junior high school.

They both felt that the other was born to be a painter.

He didn't understand when they met again after so many years.

Those who are considered as such by them...

Why don't you draw anymore?

……

"talent?"

……

Zhao Luzheng still clearly remembers the other party's expression and tone when he said these two words...

The slightly thin face was full of self-mockery and sarcasm.

In Zhao Luzheng's memory, the other party was a gentle person.

At that time... he showed great aggressiveness.

but……

Zhao Luzheng pursed his lips.

For a man with such a sharp demeanor, his tone was so low.

……

Zhao Luzheng felt a little heavy in his heart.

"We... everyone in our class and the teacher thinks you are very talented."

Zhao Lu was trying clumsily to comfort the other person.

"you're good."

"real."

In his opinion, Zhou Yao at this moment was like an eggplant hit by frost.

He is no longer as timid as before.

Instead, he revealed his truest emotions.

……

"……Thanks."

Zhou Yao rubbed his head hard.

"Sorry, I lost my temper."

After all, so many years have passed and he has long accepted the current situation.

At this point, wouldn't it be ridiculous to continue to show any intensity, anger, or unwillingness?

……

“Which university are you in?”

Zhou Yao suddenly asked.

Zhao Lu was stunned.

Although he was puzzled, he answered honestly, "Yan Da."

"...Yanshan University."

Zhou Yao took a deep breath.

　ps: Thank you Cangqiong Qianjue and Junmodao Xiaoyao for the rewards~(*︶*)!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)