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

Xiao Xiao interrupted the exchange of words 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 speaking yet."

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

"Listen!"

Zhuge Yun hurriedly expressed his position.

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

"you-"

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

…

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

Zhao Luzheng said with some emotion, "I didn't have the best time with him when I was in junior high school."

"After graduating from junior high school, we lost contact."

"But I'm 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 level in the three years of junior high school."

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

Zhao Luzheng emphasized.

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

"how to say?"

"It's from a level that we jokingly call a soul painter to a level where you can truly say that painting is your specialty."

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

"They say our class is going to produce a great painter in the future."

...

"He didn't become a painter later."

Zhuge Yun finally couldn't help but speak.

Zhao Luzheng was slightly startled by his determined tone.

"You said you were sorry..."

Zhang Bo also guessed this ending.

"Moreover, you just said that he attended a normal school and is now seeking to stay at the school to teach."

Zhuge Yun added.

...

"......Um."

Zhao Luzheng smiled.

Roommates are smart and convenient.

They all understood it without saying anything.

...

"Why didn't he become a painter?"

Zhang Bo asked directly.

Zhuge Yun knocked on the table, "Boss, that's what you asked."

"Is it that easy to become a painter?"

"A painter is an artist."

"Artists are very particular about talent."

"Ahem~"

Zhuge Yun realized that what he said was a little too straightforward?

"Hehe, the youngest..."

...

"I know."

Zhao Luzheng was naturally not so stingy and was angry because of Zhuge Yun's few truths.

"I asked him if he would continue to paint?"

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

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

"At that time, we always joked with him that a great painter was going to be born in our class. When we said this, everyone was joking, but in our hearts we really thought so."

"But he stopped painting."

"My impression is that he loves painting very much."

"I basically spend my time drawing after class."

"Even in class, I'm always drawing secretly."

"I was caught by the teacher several times."

"But our teacher is open-minded."

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

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

…

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

Zhuge Yun touched his chin, "I'm wondering... is he not happy to see you again after a long absence?"

It’s hard to realize that the dream you once had has not come true.

He also met an uninformed person who asked him why he didn't go into the future that everyone agreed on at the time...

Isn't this just rubbing salt into someone's wounds?

"When you met yesterday..."

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

…

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

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

With a somewhat stiff smile.

He said in a nonchalant tone that he had stopped painting for a long time.

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

…

A classmate who always thought he would become a painter went to normal school and became a teacher...

Maybe it was too unexpected...

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

Zhao Luzheng shook 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."
To be continued...