After squeezing mud and scraping all morning, Meng Tang’s hands were so sore that he doubted his life.
She raised her head and stood idle for two seconds, and was startled by the professor who came up to her.
Meng Tang rubbed the mud on her apron and smiled shyly: "Teacher."
"Well," the professor handed her a note, "When you start a new course next week, you go to the Physical Education Institute to find someone to be a model. This is the other party's information."
"Huh?" Meng Tang opened his mouth slightly, a little surprised, and a little reluctant, "Me?"
Sculpture class two has a total of 17 people, and she is one of the i people. She has limited communication with classmates and teachers, so she did not expect to be assigned such a task.
"During the creative process, the clay sculpture can be adjusted at any time, but your silence will make the mistake finalized."
Mengtang pursed her lips, knowing that the professor thought she was too introverted.
She reached out and took the note. The note said "Weichuan, Sports Training Class 1", with contact information at the back.
Weichuan and Mengtang knew about it.
He is a member of the basketball training class, the main player of the school basketball team, and a CUBAL player.
But in Meng Tang's impression, he was just a reckless man with well-developed limbs.
At the beginning of her freshman year, she came to school alone and had a lot of luggage. The senior sister who picked her up asked someone to help her get a quilt.
That person is Wei Chuan.
When going upstairs, the suitcase was too heavy, so she and her senior sister had to carry it.
Wei Chuan saw this and grabbed him.
Meng Tang had the nerve to let him carry it alone, but Wei Chuan smiled and rolled his eyes: "This weight is nothing."
As soon as he finished speaking, there was a "snap", and the suitcase was knocked to the corner railing by him and fell into pieces.
Her suitcase had been used for many years, and all kinds of things rolled down. Wei Chuan subconsciously went to fish it out, and found her pure white underwear.
The thin shoulder straps hung in his broad palms, and Meng Tang wanted to bury them in the cracks in the ground.
After that, Wei Chuan asked his senior sister to give her a new box, and the two had no further contact.
After dinner, Meng Tang returned to the dormitory, took a shower, washed the muddy clothes, and took his time to save Wei Chuan's mobile phone number.
She took a deep breath and called, but no one answered.
Mengtang made a bitter face. Is it possible that he has to go to the training hall to find someone in the afternoon?
She knocked her head on the table, feeling extremely embarrassed, but she had free time to create in the afternoon.
Meng Tang waited for several hours, but Wei Chuan didn't call back.
At about three o'clock, she slowly picked up her bag and went out. The basketball training hall was not far from the women's dormitory in Building 19.
After entering the main entrance, two groups of people were training on the court. On the bench at the edge, there were a few people sitting here and there watching.
Meng Tang moved to the side. When a boy saw her, he got up and ran over.
"Classmate, we are training."
Meng Tang apologized hastily: "I'm sorry, I'm looking for Wei Chuan, can you let me wait here?"
She was prepared to be rejected, but the man turned around and shouted: "Brother Chuan, we are looking for a girl."
The basketball landed on the ground, and all the boys on the training ground looked over.
Meng Tang took a breath, resisted the urge to run away, and met a group of appraising eyes.
In the crowd, Wei Chuan really stood out.
There is no change from a year ago. He is tall and has sharp eyebrows and starry eyes. When he looked over, he did not smile. His gaze was suppressed and his muscles were tense, making him look very fierce.
"Yo..." Someone shouted, "Who is this girl? She can't be your new girlfriend, right?"
"Get out of here, why are you making fun of her."
Wei Chuan stopped breathing and laughed and cursed, wiped the sweat from his face, and all that fierce look melted into the smile at the corners of his eyes and brows.
He is a double, with a toothy smile and crooked eyes, and his smile is actually a bit sweet.
He asked himself before the person arrived: "Are you looking for me?"
Meng Tang said softly: "I am from Sculpture Class 2. Professor Xu asked me to come to you, we will come to you next week."
The warm breath hitting her face forced Meng Tang to take a step back. She raised her head and raised her voice slightly: "Professor Xu from the Sculpture Department asked me to come to you."
Wei Chuan ran into a pair of light-transmitting shallow pupils.
The girl in front of me looks cool and graceful, and her words are light and graceful.
His eyes have an innocence that is a little bit otherworldly.
He subconsciously lowered his voice and said, "Didn't I reject him?" He raised his eyebrows and suddenly laughed strangely: "I asked the old man to tell his most beautiful student to come to me as a joke, and he really believed it."
Meng Tang: "..."
"I don't have time, find someone else." Wei Chuan raised his chin slightly, his expression was a little arrogant, but his tone was perfunctory, "When you go out, turn left, and the physical trainer will grab a lot of them."
After saying this, he turned around and put the basket away. Throwing the ball over: "Continue training."
Meng Tang was anxious and subconsciously grabbed his arm: "Wait a minute."
...Hold hands, hold hands."
The boys with their arms around their backs were cheering like they were watching a show, and their voices were not lowered at all. It sounded like they were doing it on purpose.
Wei Chuan's eyes fell on the knuckles holding his arm: "You're relying on me?"
Meng Tang was embarrassed and let go of his hand: "But others can't do it. The person the professor asked me to find is you."
Wei Chuan bent over with his arms crossed, looked into Meng Tang's eyes, and joked: "I really don't have time for the most beautiful classmate in the sculpture department."
CUBAL grassroots competition is coming soon, and apart from attending classes, he spends all his time training.
What Meng Tang wanted to say was interrupted by a long, sharp whistle.
"You bastard, why are you lazy?"
The roar almost lifted the ceiling of the training hall, and Meng Tang returned to the dormitory in frustration.
The roommates also returned to the dormitory after two classes.
“Why do you have such a sad face?”
The speaker’s name is Xie Lingyin. She, Shi Lan and Yang Ke are all majoring in oil painting.
Meng Tang moved into this dormitory when he was a freshman because of problems with dormitory resource allocation.
Because Meng Tang and the three of them have different courses, although their relationship is good, they are not as close as other dormitories.
"It's okay." Meng Tang never likes to trouble people.
"Tomorrow night there will be a basketball competition between physical education and sports training." Shi Lan turned around with his cell phone, "Want to go and see it?"
"Go, go, there's Wei Chuan." Yang Ke was the first to agree, "Maybe his roommate Xu Heqing is also here."
Meng Tang quietly pricked up his ears.
Shi Lan complained: "Then do you prefer Wei Chuan or Xu Heqing?"
Yang Ke: "We are adults, can we do both?"
"You are so beautiful." Shi Lan complained, and then asked Xie Lingyin and Meng Tang: "Are you two going?"
“Go.”
They both said in unison.
Hearing Meng Tang's voice, the other three were stunned.
Meng Tang: "...What's wrong?"
"I didn't ask you to go before," Xie Lingyin said, "Have you changed your mind this time?"
Meng Tang just smiled, but he was troubled in his heart.
The professor asked her to bring the model over on Monday, and Wei Chuan would have to agree to it tomorrow night.
It’s just a rush to put it on the shelves, and Meng Tang doesn’t have the right to refuse.
Besides...Xu Heqing may be there too.
The game was held at seven o'clock in the evening on the open-air basketball court. When Meng Tang and his roommates arrived, the court was already surrounded by people.
Wei Chuan entered the field wearing a white jersey with No. 27. Meng Tang saw Xu Heqing during a burst of cheers.