Xu Heqing is the official signature of the Sports Academy. He is different from Wei Chuan, a sports training professional. He is a gentle and noble man in charge of physical education.
Hand-spoken person, with a handsome face and a white shirt, he won the title of school honcho.
Meng Tang’s crush on Xu Heqing started in his freshman year.
Not long after the military training, she ate boiled beef for the first time in the cafeteria.
Unexpectedly, the beef was marinated with kiwi fruit to which she was allergic.
After eating, her mouth was watery. When she left the restaurant, she couldn't hold it back anymore. She hugged the trash can and vomited.
Xu Heqing passed by at this time, which relieved Meng Tang's embarrassment of being stared at and pointed at.
Subsequently, she was sent to the Affiliated Hospital of Z University by Xu Heqing.
He accompanied me throughout the whole journey and was very patient, even missing meals.
Meng Tang wanted to invite him to dinner, but he gently refused.
Because they were in different departments, the two rarely met each other. Every time they met, Xu Heqing was always on stage.
As for Meng Tang, no matter how much I like him, I will only keep it in my heart.
Shi Lan leaned over and said, "Wei Chuan is really handsome."
Mengtang's attention was all on Xu Heqing. Hearing this, he subconsciously said "hmm".
"You also think he is handsome?" Shi Lan seemed to have found an organization, "Yang Ke prefers Xu Heqing, but I think he looks gentle, but is actually not easy to get close to. Wei Chuan is still down-to-earth."
As soon as he finished speaking, the game started. Sports training took the lead in attacking after grabbing the ball, but physical training guarded tightly and refused to give up any ground.
The basketball was passed between two people and fell into the hands of Wei Chuan.
I saw him jump lightly, the basketball fell into the net, and the sidelines exploded instantly.
It's normal."
"Z University's CUBAL competition in recent years has been limited to the top eight in the country. As a freshman last year, Wei Chuan unexpectedly made it to the semi-finals after being drawn from the death group. I don't know if he can make it to the finals this year."
"It's still a bit dangerous, but last year's game was really fun to watch."
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Wei Chuan, who scored the highest score in the game, was surrounded by the crowd. He lifted up the hem of his jersey and roughly wiped his sweaty face.
“Ah, ah, ah, abdominal muscles, I want to eat them.”
“Haha... there are a lot of greedy girls, he is really brave.”
"So handsome! When will I be able to talk like this?"
The girls around him tilted their heads in a flirtatious manner, and Meng Tang happened to see Wei Chuan's well-defined abdominal muscles through the gaps in the crowd.
In just a moment, it was covered tightly again, and there was a sound of regret around me.
Wei Chuan waved his hand without any regret and walked away side by side with his roommate.
"I have something else to do, you guys go back first." Meng Tang patted Shi Lan and chased after him.
The basketball game had just ended and there were too many people on the road, so Meng Tang could only follow.
It wasn't until he was about to enter the boys' dormitory that she chased after him: "Wei Chuan, wait."
Wei Chuan and his roommate turned around, but did not find Xu Heqing. Meng Tang breathed a sigh of relief.
"Why is it you again?" Wei Chuan stepped aside, "Stay away from me, I'm covered in stinky sweat, so I don't want to catch you."
"Hey, Brother Chuan is so considerate."
Wei Chuan elbowed his roommate who was making noises: "You are laughing, get out of here."
“Can we talk alone?” Meng Tang asked with a pleading look on his face.
Since the professor gave the information, he must ask for Wei Chuan.
Such a little time is not enough for her to find someone else.
Wei Chuan was helpless: "I really don't have time."
Meng Tang bit the bullet and blew himself up: "You broke my suitcase at the beginning of freshman year, do you remember? "
..." Wei Chuan's pupils shrank: "Is it you?"
"Freshman year? Brother Chuan, you two have a story." The roommate who had not left was gossiping at the door.
"Isn't she the one you want to confess to?"
Wei Chuan turned around and pointed: "It's not her, why are you making a fuss."
Seeing that Wei Chuan was showing signs of being angry, several people pushed me and I pushed you away.
Wei Chuan was so embarrassed that his ears and neck turned red. He obviously didn't expect that a year later, he would still have to settle old scores.
He grabbed Meng Tang's wrist and said in a rough voice: "Come with me first."
He walked a long way forward and stood under a camphor tree next to the men's dormitory. Wei Chuan cleared his throat uncomfortably: "Didn't I pay you for the box?"
Meng Tang was also embarrassed, but she didn't know what to say, so she looked at him in embarrassment.
"I'm really convinced, I owe you." Wei Chuan grabbed a handful of short hair, "When?"
Meng Tang's eyes lit up: "Monday, the day after tomorrow."
Wei Chuan took out his mobile phone: "Add WeChat and contact him then. What's your name?"
"Mengtang, Meng's Meng, Haitang's Tang." Meng Tang took out his mobile phone as he spoke and added WeChat with him.
Wei Chuan muttered in a low voice: "Why does this name sound so familiar?"
Mengtang didn't hear it, lowered his eyes and changed his WeChat message to note: Wei Chuan.
Meng Tang nodded: "It's true."
The club was recruiting new members, and she used this to recruit members.
Wei Chuan turned flattering in a second, his eyebrows curved: "How about you carve one for me? I'll confess."
"I don't have time." Meng Tang replied weakly, "Too much homework."
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“I’m not in a hurry,” Wei Chuan said, “Well, if you need a model in the future, I’ll be there at your call.”
Meng Tang’s mind wandered: “Take off your clothes... ...Okay?”
Wei Chuan was silent for a few seconds: “… Are you interested in my body?”
“No, no,” Meng Tang’s face turned red, “I’m not This means."
"Then what do you mean?"
"Let me see how receptive you are." Meng Tang was stupid and thought for a long time to find this reason.
Wei Chuan laughed: "I can only accept half-nakedness."
Meng Tang closed his mouth tightly, for fear that he would ask "Top or bottom naked."
Hummates always tease her about her shocking words. In fact, Meng Tang knows what's wrong with her. She just doesn't react. Her mouth is running ahead and her brain is chasing after her.
"Have you thought about it?" Wei Chuan urged.
Fearing that he would regret it again, Meng Tang hurriedly nodded: "Yes, you can, but you must provide the wood yourself."
"I don't understand," Wei Chuan said confidently, "I'll take your best wood, I won't let you do it in vain, and you'll pay as much as you need."
Meng Tang gave him a vaccination: "If I carved it, the price might not be low."
"Yes." Wei Chuan had money and agreed, but he was still curious, "Why won't the price be lower if you carve it?"
Meng Tang was not arrogant about his craftsmanship, but he was not lying, saying: "Whatever it is worth."
It meant that she was very confident in her craftsmanship, and Wei Chuan nodded.
Meng Tang asked: "What do you want to carve?"
Wei Chuan thought of Xie Lingyin's Rose Little Prince backpack pendant and said, "Can I carve an ornament, the little prince and the rose?"
Meng Tang was stunned. The person he wanted to confess to also liked "The Little Prince"?
"Is it okay?"
Meng Tang came to his senses: "Yes, but it can only be used as inspiration, otherwise it will constitute infringement."
"Okay."
That’s what the two of them agreed on.
When he returned to the dormitory, Xie Lingyin was not there. Meng Tang never talked much, but Shi Lan asked her what she was doing.
Meng Tang said: "I had class on Monday and went to find a model."
The two chatted for a while about the topic.
Meng Tang has been using his hands for a long time and does not dare to work hard every day, so he rested in the dormitory on Sunday.
After dinner in the evening, she sent Wei Chuan the time for class.
Wei Chuan sent her a red envelope.
Just when Meng Tang was confused, his voice came over: "Can you please bring me breakfast tomorrow morning? I can't get up."
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As an uncle, Meng Tang accepted his breakfast red envelope.