Wei Chuan felt guilty, and it took him a while to reply:
【I put it in the dormitory for fear of being damaged by them, so I left it at home. 】
Liang Heng's irritability doesn't last a day or two.
Mengtang: […]
Wei Chuan didn’t know whether she believed it or not, but he believed it himself anyway.
Meng Tang also found it hard to point fingers at other people's confessions, so the conversation ended after a few words.
Wei Chuan's fingertips slowly slid across the screen of his mobile phone, knowing that something was not right with him during this time.
Shao Yiming and the others always ask themselves when they will confess their love and whether they want brothers to help.
In the past, he would have pointed at them and said: "No one can escape."
But recently, they have all talked about it, and he has resisted.
Tian Yu joked that he might have fallen in love with someone else. At that time, his heartbeat sped up for no apparent reason.
When I saw the ornaments carved by Meng Tang, my first thought was not to give them away to express my love, but to keep them for myself.
In fact, he did so.
When Meng Tang asked, no one knew how guilty he was.
But he still made excuses for himself, and Xie Lingyin didn’t like it anyway.
Meng Tang naturally didn't know what he was thinking. Her restoration work was coming to an end and she would be able to hand it over in the middle of the year.
The phone vibrated, notifying that there will be a department lecture in the lecture hall at 7pm next Monday.
The theme is also related to wood carving. When he saw the name of the speaker, Meng Tang was stunned.
It’s him!
For several days, Meng Tang was a little absent-minded, until Monday, when she was the first to arrive in the lecture hall.
The first row is occupied by the team of keynote speakers and leaders of the organizer, as well as reserved seats for media reporters.
Meng Tang chose the seat in the middle of the second row.
The lecture hall was quickly filled with seats, and the projection screen glowed with cold light, reflecting the darkness in the depths of Meng Tang's pupils.
The speaker, Li Hanjin, was personable and elegant in appearance, and many girls discussed him.
The theme of the lecture is dialogue with intangible cultural heritage, and 15 minutes will be reserved at the end for focused questions.
Some people asked Li Hanjin whether he was married, some asked about the boundaries of boxwood carving, and some asked about the nature and plasticity of wood.
Meng Tang slowly raised his hand.
Li Hanjin made a "please" gesture: "The last question, please answer this classmate in white, what is your name?"
Meng Tang stood up, took the microphone handed by others, and said:
"I am Meng Tang, a sophomore in the Department of Sculpture. I would like to ask Mr. Li, do you think wood has a soul?"
Others call her Teacher Li, but she calls him Mr. Li. There is a sharp edge in the tone of her words.
Li Hanjin smiled and asked, "What do you think?"
Mengtang smiled slightly: "When carving, if you encounter tree knots or insect infestations, the wood will remind your carving knife to adjust and adapt to the design. This is the soul of the wood teaching the art, and I naturally think so."
Li Hanjin said: "I have an idea with you."
Meng Tang sneered: "So you think things carved by CNC also have souls? Or is your soul the joint-branded boxwood-carved blind box with sales exceeding one million in a single month?"
Everyone was shocked, and everyone knew that this was not a polite statement.
Xie Lingyin on the side pulled Meng Tang under the table. Meng Tang did not move and stared at Li Hanjin.
Li Hanjin did not speak, but his assistant spoke up: "Students don't have to be so sharp. Co-branding with certain brands does not mean that our teacher Li does not promote traditional craftsmanship. The two are not contradictory, but——"
"Are you saying that your joint brand models with sales exceeding one million a month were all carved by Mr. Li himself?"
It's impossible to even think about it with your toes.
Li Hanjin stopped the assistant and said:
“I used scraps that were thrown away or burned in the past. I used them to make thousands of bookmarks to let others feel the temperature of the boxwood. Isn’t this a promotion?”
Meng Tang was silent for a moment and put down the microphone.
The lecture ended, and she did not go back to bed with her roommate. Instead, she wandered aimlessly and came to the semi-abandoned basketball court.
She knew that Li Hanjin was following.
“The little girl has grown up, and she won’t call her senior brother when she sees him.” Li Hanjin slowly stepped forward and said with a smile.
Meng Tang turned around on the steps: "Just because I didn't speak, it doesn't mean that I agree with you. It's just that everyone has his own way. I can't destroy your way."
Li Hanjin: "Then suppose we are still in the lecture hall, what would you say?"
Mengtang took out a bookmark from his schoolbag, broke it off and showed it to Li Hanjin.
If they fool around like this, I will definitely check it out when I get back. "
"It doesn't matter whether you know it or not. It has nothing to do with me anyway. It's just that I don't agree with your inheritance in this way."
She was about to leave him, when Li Hanjin suddenly called her: "Junior sister."
Meng Tang was slightly startled. This little junior sister still stayed four years ago.
Li Hanjin is seven years older than her and was her childhood playmate and senior brother.
Although he started late, his talent is extremely high, and the old man often praises him.
On the day when Mengtang turned 16, he was expelled from the school. She still doesn’t know the reason.
The old man never mentioned it and did not allow her to ask.
Meet Li Hanjin again, Meng Tang did not expect such a situation.
Li Hanjin sighed: "You don't want to be called senior brother?"
Meng Tang: "If you leave the master's door, naturally you won't be considered a senior brother."
Li Hanjin knew she was in trouble, so he smiled and said, "You don't have to call me Senior Brother, just Brother Jin." Meng Tang: "..."
"Are you still angry that I refused to admit my mistake back then?"
Meng Tang felt ridiculous and laughed sarcastically: "I don't even know what mistakes you made back then."
"Things have passed. Since you don't want to recognize me as a senior brother, why don't you treat us as friends?"
Meng Tang said, "It's getting late, I'm going to bed."
"You don't have to be afraid of Master, he is still thousands of miles away."
"If I had made a big mistake in the industry, would I still have achieved what I am today? How could Master have allowed me to become famous in this industry?"
Meng Tang naturally knew this.
"I've never been free."
"Meng..."
Before the word "Tang" could be spoken, Li Hanjin screamed in pain and leaned back.
Wei Chuan grabbed Meng Tang's wrist and kicked Li Hanjin hard: "What the hell are you doing?"
Mengtang was stunned, and Li Hanjin was also stunned. He pointed at Wei Chuan with a trembling hand: "You——"
"What are you? You are harassing female students here late at night. , when there is no one in our school, right?”
Meng Tang’s heart dropped. She grabbed Wei Chuan’s arms with both hands and explained to him: “You misunderstood, he didn’t harass me.”
“I saw it with both eyes.” Wei Chuan was furious, “Don’t be afraid, stand behind me.”
"He is an expert invited by the hospital to give lectures. You are really mistaken."