The Creator of the Second Dimension

After New Year's Day, the winter has enveloped the entire China, and the wind and snow roared, which made people think of the day before the broadcast of "Magic Girl Madoka Magica" in the winter of the previous year.

In Suzhou and Hangzhou, snow covered Lake Su and piled up on the lake bank, which made people think that the bridge disappeared. This is also the famous scenery of Lake Su, the remnant snow on the bridge.

Han Qingwen didn't have time to experience the unique scenery. He wrapped his red scarf and buried his lower face in it. The heavy clothes on his body blocked the cold wind and walked **** the road.

His father was behind him, helping Han Qingwen with an umbrella.

The two came to the parking lot of the community, shook the wind and snow on their bodies, then walked into the car, turned on the heating, and Han Qingwen's frozen face eased slightly.

The father started the car and sent Han Qingwen to the high-speed rail station along the snow-swept road.

"You have to pay attention to yourself, don't forget to take things."

The father said before sending Han Qingwen through the security check.

"Well, I checked it all carefully."

Han Qingwen nodded, put the schoolbag into the security inspection machine, and walked through the inspection door.

He is about to take the high-speed train to Ningjiang, which will depart in half an hour, to take the art examination to be held tomorrow. The examination room is in Ningjiang University.

For this reason, Han Qingwen asked for a three-day leave. He told Li Xue that it was a cold, and the head teacher did not say much about the reason for Han Qingwen's leave. He probably could hide it.

Originally, Han Qingwen’s father was going to take time off to accompany him, but Han Qingwen didn’t think it was necessary. Ning Jiang had been here and was familiar with the road. It’s not just an exam, it’s no big deal, he was the only one in the end.

The warm waiting room made people drowsy. After waiting for half an hour, Han Qingwen finally got on the high-speed train.

Outside the window, the snow was getting bigger and bigger, almost turning the whole world into a vast expanse of whiteness. Han Qingwen looked at the phone. At this time, Li Xue should be still in class.

His seat was by the window, so Han Qingwen held his cheeks and waited for the departure.

Fifteen minutes later, the train departed, three minutes later than the scheduled time.

At the beginning, Han Qingwen also looked at his phone, and soon became too sleepy. He set an alarm clock and closed his eyes and took a nap.

After an hour, the train stopped suddenly.

Han Qingwen opened his eyes. This time should have almost arrived, but when he looked out the window, it was still a white field.

"...This train is temporarily stopped due to weather conditions, please passengers..."

After listening to the train broadcast and talking to others, Han Qingwen realized that the road ahead was blocked by wind and snow, so the train stopped halfway. Now it is half an hour's drive from Ningjiang.

"Are you late? It's strange."

China’s high-speed rail rarely runs late, and the arrival time is accurate to the minute. Therefore, Han Qingwen is the first time he has encountered a train delay.

After waiting for twenty minutes, the train still didn't move, and Han Qingwen began to think about this issue seriously.

It was ten o’clock when he got on the train, and it’s almost twelve o’clock. The smell of boxed lunch filled the train. The person next to Han Qingwen also bought one. Although Han Qingwen knew the taste was unpalatable, he still couldn’t bear it. The temptation of fragrance.

Han Qingwen simply closed his eyes and continued to sleep.

After twelve o'clock, his phone vibrated suddenly.

After unlocking it, it was news from Li Xue.

[Li Xue]: How's it going? Is your cold better?

"forget......"

Han Qingwen knew that this must have been secretly sent by Li Xue when he sneaked out of the school to eat. A warm feeling suddenly surged in his heart, and a smile couldn't help but leak from the corner of his mouth.

[Han Qingwen]: It's better, there should be no problem, you don't need to worry.

Although a little embarrassed to deceive Li Xue, Han Qingwen still adhered to his own ideas and did not tell Li Xue about the art test.

[Li Xue]: You need to drink more water and take medicine...

Li Xue nagged a lot like an old mother. After five minutes, he bid farewell to Han Qingwen and returned to school.

At this time, the train just started again.

Forty minutes later, the high-speed train finally came to Ningjiang. Ningjiang was also full of wind and snow. Han Qingwen walked out of the platform and spit out a sigh of white breath before taking a step towards the hotel near Ningjiang University.

......

"Art exam?"

In the past two days, Xu Rui is also paying attention to art exams.

The students in the Animation School of Ningxia University are basically admitted in the art test. Therefore, these art students are likely to be the main force of phantom animation in the future. When he goes out for lunch during lunch break, he also goes to school by the way.

A slogan welcoming art candidates is posted in the school, and students come and go, shuttle in the wind and snow.

Xu Rui also saw several children who looked like high school students and came to the examination room together.

"It seems that I also passed the exam back then."

Xu Rui jokingly said, Yi Qianqian nodded next to him.

"If you don't have a good cultural background, you probably won't be able to go to Nanjing University."

Yi Qianqian also ridiculed Xu Ruidao. At that time, Xu Rui's artistic score could only be said to be reluctant. Relying on the animation school with a relatively high cultural score, it probably proved from the side that he did not have any talent for painting.

The two of them were walking around the school holding umbrellas, and the sycamore trees beside the main road of Nanjing University were covered with snow and white.

Xu Rui saw a boy wearing a red scarf walking towards him. He looked very young. His lower half of his face was buried in the scarf. He was walking on the school road alone, holding his mobile phone while looking for the classroom. An art candidate.

I don't know why, Xu Rui thinks this student is a bit familiar, but I really can't remember where I have seen it.

The student glanced at the phone, raised his head, and asked when he saw Xu Rui and Yi Qianqian.

"Senior, may I tell you how to get to Building 6?"

He doesn't seem to understand the distribution of teaching buildings inside Ningjiang University. To be honest, Xu Rui didn't understand it before.

Xu Rui and Yi Qianqian both dressed very thickly, wrapped in thick scarves. At first glance, they looked like college couples.

"Building 6, you go here..."

After some guidance, Xu Rui finally told the other party the correct position.

Watching the other person leave~www.NovelMTL.com~ Xu Rui said jokingly.

"Maybe this will be one of the new members of Phantom Animation in the future."

On the other hand, Han Qingwen had just confirmed his examination room for tomorrow in Building 6, and when he was about to go back to the hotel to take a nap and read the book, he suddenly recalled the two people who asked about the way just now.

Although the other party is wearing a scarf and the snow is big, Han Qingwen can't see clearly, but now I think about it carefully, it seems that the boy's voice is very familiar.

This confusion continued into the evening. When Han Qingwen looked through the phone photos, he saw a photo of himself and Xu Rui.

"Fuck??"

That person at noon is Xu Rui?

Han Qingwen suddenly realized, and then a little regretful, why didn't he recognize it at the time.

"No matter what, concentrate on the exam."

He patted his face and continued to focus on tomorrow's exam.