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Episode 16: Graduation (Follow-up)

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    "When did you do this?" The joy on Zhou Ziheng's face was beyond words.  This kind of youthful and sunny smile is extremely precious to Xia Xiqing.

    He loves Zhou Ziheng's spotless youthful spirit very much. It does not come from the appearance, but the cleanliness and firmness from the bottom of his bones.  After all, in this materialistic world, even pure ideals are forced to become lonely.

    "While you were busy writing your graduation thesis, I've been preparing it for several months." Xia Xiqing walked up to the little boy, pointed to the book in his hand, "You should also look at the details, science department  born."

    Zhou Ziheng followed suit and lowered his head.  It turns out that the book is also engraved with words, near the rotating positive and negative particle storm, engraved with the story that Zhou Ziheng once told him, in very beautiful English handwriting.

    "You are really amazing." Zhou Ziheng felt that he suddenly lost his ability to express himself, like a primary school student who could only use the lowest level of words.  But his eyes were bright, and he was happier than getting the whole world.  After saying that, he lowered his head again, and stroked the writing on the book with his fingers.

    Xia Xiqing stood aside, staring at him admiring the sculpture.

    Zhou Ziheng is undoubtedly brilliant, with the passionate love of thousands of people.

    But when faced with ideals, he really shines.

    At this moment, Xia Xiqing is the only person in this world who knows why he is shining.

    It took nearly four months for this work from design to completion. Xia Xiqing started working on the design draft almost two years later, looking for suitable materials all over the world.  Every small "particle" is completed by Xia Xiqing alone in the studio. From polishing to coloring, every process is devoted to his enthusiasm for art and love for Zhou Ziheng.

    "How many pieces did you make?" Zhou Ziheng raised his head, reached out to touch the small black particles, and asked the question he had always wanted to ask.

    Before Xia Xiqing had time to answer, he saw Director Wang bringing an elementary school girl from the news agency over, wanting to take a photo with Zhou Ziheng.  Xia Xiqing retreated consciously, Zhou Ziheng followed him, and saw him standing far away, stretching out his hand and gesticulating four numbers towards him.

    1, 3, 1, 4

    One thousand three hundred and fourteen colliding positive and negative particles.

    It's too cliche, Xia Xiqing thought.  He didn't want to tell Zhou Ziheng originally.  But he did it in such a clich¨¦d way, whether it violated the randomness common in aesthetics, or deliberately did it hypocritically, he just wanted to.

    At least when he saw Zhou Ziheng smiling for this, he felt great satisfaction in his heart.

    Xia Xiqing, who was looking at Zhou Ziheng from a distance, suddenly realized that he had really changed a lot.  In the past, he was always reluctant to create public sculptures. He always felt that his lonely and dark works were not suitable for exposure to the public.  Go where no one can see you.

    But now he hopes that his hard work can be as good as possible, full of hope as much as possible, so that everyone can't help but stop and be inspired by it when they see it, so that he can safely sign this work  Ziheng's name last week.

    After the group photo was finished, Zhou Ziheng took the donation certificate from the director, bowed, and walked towards Xia Xiqing with a smile on his face.  Xia Xiqing, who was leaning on the marble pillar, joked, "You are so much taller than your director, you are really a little girl who makes it difficult for others to take pictures."

    "Then what can I do?" Zhou Ziheng raised his eyebrows, pinched the rose in his hand and followed Xia Xiqing as he walked out of the building while looking down at his name on the donation certificate.

    "Like this graduation gift?"

    The moment he walked down the steps, the sun fell on Xia Xiqing's face, making him squint his eyes slightly when he spoke, which was a cute little gesture.

    "Of course." Zhou Ziheng took his hand generously, "Thank you."

    How many people in this world can win the favor of a lonely artist.

    Based on this alone, Zhou Ziheng felt extremely lucky.  When holding hands with him, he felt the rough gauze rubbing against his palm, and Zhou Ziheng began to feel distressed again, "You made this when you were making sculptures."

    "I was obsessed with things and wanted to use a knife to cut materials, but when I held the blade, I got cut." Xia Xiqing said lightly, but Zhou Ziheng felt very distressed.  He could completely imagine Xia Xiqing shutting himself in a quiet studio, completing every detail in silence.

    It hurts so much, I really want to hug him.

    "Did you really go to the United States when you said you were on a business trip in the last few days?"

    Xia Xiqing nodded, "Well, I'm going to New York to getMyself, "But I'm really busy recently. Thank you for going to the art museum all the time. I saw the strategies and travel notes you posted on the Internet. Thank you very much."

    [xqgg I love you!  !  !  ]

    [I went to Beijing to see art museums. I think it is super worthwhile to see the works of Xi Qing and so many artists. I will definitely go there next time.  ]

    [Thank you xqgg for willing to give us so many good works!  In the past, I felt that art was far away from me and was not a daily necessity, but now I have completely changed. It is you who let me understand that art is an indispensable part of a good life.  ]

    Seeing this sentence, Xia Xiqing suddenly felt a lot of emotion in his heart. He never thought that he could change anything, let alone that he was a qualified preacher.

    [I have always wanted to ask brother Xi Qing a question, what do you think art is to you?  ]

    The suddenness of this question stumped Xia Xiqing, because he had never thought about it.  His family allowed him to accept these things since he was a child. No, it was not a family, it should be said that it was a gene passed down in his bones.

    "Actually I have always felt that art is probably a kind of nourishment for everyone's daily life." His voice was like the warm summer wind, soft and floating, "For me, it is actually  lived."

    The group photo had been taken over there, and a few giggling boys clapped their hands with smiles. Zhao Ke ran to the exclusive photographer Ruan Xiao to check the finished film.  Zhou Ziheng walked towards him with the fullness of midsummer.

    [Then brother Xiqing, what is your nutrient?  ]

    My nourishment

    Xia Xiqing raised his head, looked over the phone screen, and saw the man smiling brightly at him.

    In the silent universe, a shining star.

    On the other side of the small screen, all the fans were waiting for Xia Xiqing's answer.  But they didn't hear his voice, only the long chirping of cicadas.

    A few seconds later, they saw the screen flip, and the original pretty face in the field of vision turned into a large expanse of green grass, the clear blue summer sky, and the flickering light flowing through the gaps in the dense leaves.

    There was also Zhou Ziheng who walked towards them, but gave his gentle eyes to the person behind the camera.

    My nourishment.

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    Xia Xiqing gave Zhou Ziheng all his love and tenderness, including the part that should be given to him.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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