“You really don’t know?” Meng Tang looked at Wei Chuan with a look that was hard to explain.
"What do you know?" Wei Chuan looked confused.
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Meng Tang: "With the allocation of dormitory resources, I share a dormitory with the Oil Painting Department."
Wei Chuan: "..."
So...he and Meng Tang have taken a liking to each other's roommates?
"It's really..." Wei Chuan laughed suddenly, "A special fate."
After a moment of silence, Meng Tang also laughed.
"Am I a fucking fool, right?" Wei Chuan laughed and laughed at himself, "How come I haven't seen you?"
Meng Tang: "I have different courses with the three of them, and we have very little time together."
That's right, Wei Chuan himself is also very tired from training, and he pays attention to Xie Lingyin. It's all boys from the school team who like to discuss.
She is the school beauty after all.
Him I accidentally glanced at her last year. She looks pure and sweet, which is his cup of tea.
But he has never been in love and has no time, so he keeps putting off the confession.
Meng Tang found out Wei Chuan's secret and felt completely at ease.
There is an independent drawing area in the studio. Meng Tang lay down on the long table, and with a thought, he picked up a pencil and started drafting.
Wei Chuan is tall, and the word "guard" appears in her mind.
The theme was decided in a flash of inspiration.
One afternoon, Meng Tang didn't even raise his head. When he raised his eyes, it was already dark.
She moved her stiff neck and took out her cell phone, only to find that the battery was almost out of battery.
She took photos of the design drafts one by one and planned to send them to Wei Chuan, but she found that he had pushed Xu Heqing's WeChat account over.
Meng Tang's heart skipped a beat as he looked at Xu Heqing's back photo and struggled silently.
Clicking on his business card, Meng Tang hesitated between adding it and not adding it.
The phone has 1% battery left.
Someone stood up next to him, causing the tables and chairs to shake. Meng Tang shook his hand and added it to his address book.
The phone was turned off, and Meng Tang stuck out a bit of his tongue guiltily, got up and packed his things hurriedly.
It was already seven o'clock when he returned to the dormitory. When Shi Lan saw her, he rushed over to her: "There are still people who can turn off their mobile phones these days. I really admire you."
Meng Tang chuckled: "Did you call me?"< br/>
"What's going on between you and Xie Lingyin? I can't get through either phone. Did you know that the course selection system is open at midnight tonight?"
"I'm sorry, I forgot." Meng Tang frowned.
During this year’s preliminaries, they remembered the wrong date in their dormitory and missed out. This time they made up for the withdrawal, which was the peak time for dropping out of classes and a prime time to pick up the missed candidates.
Art majors are naturally exempt from taking public elective art courses. In this case, they need to choose other courses, such as physical education and social sciences.
Meng Tang has long been interested in Baduanjin, but he really has no interest in basketball.
She charged her mobile phone and Xie Lingyin opened the door and came in. Shi Lan still said the same thing.
I choose Baduanjin.”
Xie Lingyin said: "Whatever, anything is fine."
It was still early, so Meng Tang went to take a shower first. Even if her phone was turned on, she didn't dare to look at it.
She didn’t know whether Xu Heqing passed.
After taking a shower and blow-drying her hair, she had no reason to escape, not to mention that she still had to send the design drawings to Wei Chuan.
Meng Tang lay down at the table and opened WeChat.
Xu Heqing refused.
His back collapsed instantly, terrible loss swept through his body, and Meng Tang felt like a clown.
Every idea of how a chat might start is like a bubble bursting at the drop of a hat.
Meng Tang pursed his lips, pretended not to care, and sent the design drawing to Wei Chuan.
Wei Chuan returned to his dormitory early during the elective course tonight. When he saw Meng Tang’s design, he couldn’t help but marvel at her speed.
Mengtang received an emoticon saying "You are so fast".
But the next second, Meng Chuan withdrew again.
That was the emoticon the boys used to tease each other. It was a bit obscene, so he just sent it without thinking.
Meng Tang didn’t think much about it, he just asked a question.
Wei Chuan: [I didn’t expect you to be so fast. 】
Three views and annotations clearly express Meng Tang’s design theme, with precise and coordinated proportions and smooth and elegant lines.
The morphological changes on the side, the architectural layout from above, the structure and details are all marked by her, without any ambiguity.
Even though Wei Chuan couldn't understand it, he deeply admired her efforts this afternoon.
Wei Chuan felt that he had made a fortune.
He sent Meng Tang a series of emojis such as "Five-body provocation", "Big boss" and "Awesome".
Meng Tang smiled, and the sense of accomplishment of being recognized for his craftsmanship strangely relieved the embarrassment of being rejected by Xu Heqing.
Meng Tang slowly exhaled and replied: [If you are satisfied, I will make a rough cut. 】
【Satisfaction, one hundred satisfactions, how much does it cost? 】
【Don’t be in a hurry, let’s finish it later. 】
She has said so, and Wei Chuan is no longer in a hurry. He will not default on his debt.
A few hours passed by, and at 11:55, Yang Ke reminded me.
Meng Tang logged into the system with his student ID and waited quietly.
Yang Ke's eyes were on fire: "I must grab a yoga class!"
Shi Lan: "Just rely on your hand speed."
Meng Tang smiled and hoped that they would get their wish.
Twelve o'clock arrived, and the only sound left in the dormitory was the clicking of the mouse.
"I'm going to catch your sister." Yang Ke looked up to the sky and roared.
Meng Tang also kept refreshing the page of his book. Affected by the tense atmosphere in the dormitory, he became a little anxious.
Yang Ke clicked the mouse and laughed twice: "I got it, I got it."
As soon as she finished speaking, Meng Tang's page refreshed successfully, and she hurriedly selected "Ba Duan Jin". After the check was successful, she stared at the page with bright eyes.
Thirty seconds later, the page flickered, and Meng Tang fell into silence staring at the words "Course Enrollment Successful", his eyes turning gray.
Basketball beginner class, Thursday afternoon, 7-8 sessions, Court 1, East District Basketball Hall.
Meng Tang banged his head on the table and stamped his feet on the ground twice.
The system was stuck, making her choices more than a little off.
Xie Lingyin was stunned by her actions. He stood up and came behind her, almost unable to hold back his laughter.
She clung to Meng Tang's shoulder and whispered: "I heard that there are credit tasks, and there will be athletic trainees as teaching assistants."
"Holy shit, yoga is gone, have you all grabbed it?" Shi Lan's broken computer was still loading.
Yang Ke said: "Yoga is gone, choose basketball quickly."
This was Shi Lan's second choice. She quickly checked and submitted, and got the same result as Meng Tang.
Xie Lingyin is also a yoga practitioner.
Shi Lan was extremely happy when he heard that there was an athletic trainee as a coaching assistant.
"Mengtang, let's go to class together." Shi Lan was very happy, "I have a companion."
Meng Tang thought: This is the only comfort.
There will be classes this Thursday. Meng Tang prays that the teacher will not be too aggressive. She is an idiot in sports.
After two classes on Thursday afternoon, Shi Lan rushed to the Sculpture Department to find her for class.
When he saw the teaching assistant, Meng Tang was dumbfounded. How could it be Wei Chuan?
· During the preparation period for the grassroots competition, he shouldn’t be assigned to this kind of teaching task anyway, right?