Chapter 24 Komura Yuka becomes jealous

Author: Hong Yeye

Chapter 24 Komura Yuka becomes jealous

In the following half of the art class, because the three idiots Huang Mao were so flattering just now, Akino Saionji also drew a portrait for each of the three of them.

And the art teacher stayed by his side and corrected him in time when he had problems with his painting. As a result, it was visible to the naked eye that the more he painted, the better he got and the more proficient he became in painting.

The art teacher was also a little surprised at the beginning, but now he is completely stunned.

After tutoring students for so many years, this is the first time she has met such a person who knows everything at a glance.

However, Saionji Akino is still in the imitation stage and has not formed his own personal style. But even so, he can modify some of his original habits many times in a short period of time and draw the lines correctly in an instant. This is a very strong talent.

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It's a pity...it's a pity that such a talented person doesn't have much interest in painting.

However, being too talented is not a good thing...

When the three fools Huang Mao got their respective paintings to compare, the dog-headed military advisor said dissatisfied on the spot: "Saionji, are you cutting corners on me? The painting is not as good as the boss. I am convinced. You even painted a portrait of this idiot Yamato."

is prettier than me?"

"Don't be jealous, you are uglier than me!" Yamato retorted.

"Not bad, not bad! I'll take it back tonight and say I drew it, so I can show it off to my sister." The yellow-haired fool grinned with satisfaction.

Looking at the portraits of the Three Idiots, many people were ready to ask Akino Saionji to paint them for them.

It's just a pity.

The get out of class bell rang.

…

After class, it was lunch break, but Akino Saionji did not leave immediately. He spontaneously stayed to help the art teacher clean up the mess.

Some pencils and papers are all organized.

And similarly, there was another girl with twin tails who also volunteered to stay.

And while tidying up, he secretly glanced at Saionji Akino.

The art teacher looked at Akino Saionji's diligent help and couldn't help but smile and said: "Saionji-san and Kondo-san, are you interested in taking a look at our painting club's entries?"

"Of course." Saionji Akino smiled and walked forward, and Kondo Ai followed closely behind.

The art room actually has two rooms, one is for ordinary students, and the other is a special place for members of the painting club. You must have a key to open it.

When you walk in, you can see sketched portraits one after another, or some apples, some tables, cubes, etc.

"Those are the ones that are ready for competition." The art teacher pointed to several portraits hanging on the central table, including an old man with a wrinkled face, a vivid little rabbit, and a simple and honest giant panda.

The paintings are all extremely detailed and beautiful. Their level is at least 10 Kawano Natsuryo higher than Saionji Akino.

"How do you feel about the painting?" the art teacher asked with a chuckle.

"Very, very good!" Kondo Ai clenched her fists and said.

Saionji Akino also nodded, "I think it's great too."

The art teacher shook his head, "Actually, it's far from that. With these few works, I guess I can get a participation award at most."

"However, this is already the best work our painting club can produce."

"..." Saionji Akino was stunned for a moment. Is the art competition so complicated?

After sighing for a while, Saionji Akino finally figured it out.

This is Japan after all. Even in Japan in a parallel world, there will be no shortage of people who can draw.

"Teacher, the palette over there...have you ever done ink paintings before in the painting club?" Kondo Ai noticed a little red hidden in the corner, covered by many sketch papers, and asked curiously.

The art teacher was stunned for a moment, walked over slowly, and opened up the blocking sketch paper. Then, a grand and gorgeous ink painting appeared in front of the three of them.

The content of the ink painting is a splendid sea of ​​flowers, colorful and dazzling, but it will not make people dazzled. The color matching is obviously very particular.

And you can see that the ink color on it is not dark enough, so it was obviously painted not long ago.

When the art teacher saw this painting, he sighed helplessly, "What a silly boy..."

The name of their painting club was also written on the lower left corner of the ink painting.

However, the art teacher, as the person involved, knows best that this painting was not painted by all members of the painting club, but was completed by one person independently.

"So beautiful..." Kondo looked a little crazy.

Saionji Akino noticed the red ink at the top, and he immediately thought of the ink traces on Asaba Oriyuki's index finger yesterday.

So...did she paint this painting?

The painting is so good...

And this is the work of the painting club? But she said at the time that she was not a member of the painting club...

Saionji Akino felt a little curious.

"Sometimes, it is not a good thing when the most beautiful flower blooms among the flowers." The art teacher murmured to himself.

"Huh? Why?" Kondo Ai asked subconsciously.

The art teacher said with a wry smile: "I don't know, but often the final result is that the most beautiful flower is the first to wither or even disappear."

"...Is that so..." Kondo Ai didn't understand at all.

However, Saionji Akino knew that this was what the art teacher was implying.

Maybe the metaphor thing has something to do with Qian Yuzhixue?

…

After walking out of the art room, Kondo Ai took the initiative to stop Saionji Akino.

"That, Saionji-kun!"

"What's wrong?" Xiionji Akino came back from his thoughts and asked with a smile.

"Well, can we exchange contact information?" Kondo Ai asked nervously.

"Of course." Although Xiionji Akino didn't know what this girl wanted to do with him, he ruled out confessing her love first.

Although he is slowly getting better now, he has not been able to completely change the way these classmates view him. It is definitely impossible to express his feelings.

"Thank you!" Kondo Ai quickly took out her mobile phone and began to exchange contact information with him - a LINE friend.

"Um, Saionji-kun, actually I...I also like painting. Can we communicate with each other in the future?"

"Okay." Xiionji Akino smiled and nodded.

Kondo Ai's face turned slightly red, "Thank you!"

"Well, I'll leave first, Saionji-kun, go and eat quickly!"

"Okay, you too."

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"Yujia, I mean, Yujia, why are you always in a daze today? Didn't you listen to what I just said?" Yazi bit his chopsticks in dissatisfaction and wrinkled his little nose.

Yuka Komura: "...I'm sorry, I'm really out of shape today..."

"You actually apologize to me?... To be honest, were you scolded by that spinster, the math teacher?"

"It has nothing to do with him..."

"Is that because Saionji disgusts you?"

"It has nothing to do with him..." Komura Yujia suppressed her voice and said softly.

"I'm just out of shape today, nothing else, don't think too much about it!"

"Hey, you're not in the right state. I think you're just having sex..."

"Say it again!"

"Just say it! Xiaocun Yujia is having sex!——"

"I'll strangle you to death!"

The two pretty girls each lowered their voices and sat in front of the lawn among the woods on campus, laughing and playing.

After fighting for a while, Yazi suddenly sighed, "Speaking of which, getting along with Xia Liang is quite tiring. I always feel that she seems... too self-centered and doesn't take us both seriously?"

Yuka Komura: "...Xia Liang has always had that kind of personality...but who did she go to have dinner with today at noon...?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the laughter of three female voices came from the other side.

"No, Ai, you actually asked for Xiyuanji's contact information?"

"How bold! I thought you were the most timid one among us..."

"Ai, you're not really interested in Xiyuan Temple, are you?"
To be continued...