ulatinglene drows in confusion in his eyes , Meng Tang raised his hand and knocked on Wei Chuan's door again.
Why is this person so strange? Text messages are not answered, phone calls are not answered, and knocks on the door are not answered.
"Wei Chuan, are you awake? I——"
The door to the room opened sharply, Meng Tang stopped talking, raised his head and asked, "Why didn't you answer the phone?"
She didn't sleep well last night, and she was trying to avoid Wei Chuan before going out.
After thinking about it for a long time, I felt that if I want to avoid embarrassment, I have to take the initiative to control the rhythm of getting along.
She tentatively sent text messages, made phone calls, and finally went to the door in person.
As long as she didn't panic, the other person would be the one panicking. No, Wei Chuan stuttered and said that he was asleep and didn't hear her.
He looked a little dazed at the moment, with a few short hair sticking up on top of his head. He glanced at himself and quickly avoided it.
Meng Tang thought he was still embarrassed by the unintentional hug last night, and she was a little bit too, but she could hold it together.
She smiled: "It's getting late, I'm going back to school, let me tell you."
"I'll see you off." Wei Chuan subconsciously took a step forward.
A second ago, I was thinking of keeping a distance from Meng Tang.
"No need." Meng Tang was polite and distant, "I'll take a taxi myself."
"I just want to go home, please wait for me, I'll go wash up first."
Hence without waiting for her to answer, he turned around and dove into the bathroom.
I quickly brushed my teeth and washed my face.
Less than ten minutes, a neat and tidy Wei Chuan stood in front of Meng Tang like a pillar.
Meng Tang turned around and walked towards the elevator entrance. Wei Chuan raised his hand and looked at the time and said, "It's half past ten, have you had breakfast?"
Meng Tang shook his head. She didn't wake up until half past nine and came to see him after finishing her work.
Wei Chuan glanced sideways: "I'm a little hungry, why don't we find a place to eat nearby?"
"I'd better go back to school to eat." Meng Tang declined politely, "I slept late last night, so I have to go back to catch up on my sleep."
Weichuan said "Oh", and Sansan followed the elevator.
After going through the check-out procedures at the front desk on the first floor, Meng Tang was about to take out his mobile phone to take a taxi when Li Hanjin chased after him.
Meng Tang turned around calmly, without calling him any name, and just asked: "Is there anything else?"
"There is indeed something I want to tell you." Li Hanjin smiled gently, not at all like the tit-for-tat attitude he had with Wei Chuan in the corridor last night.
Wei Chuan remembered Meng Tang's "first come, first served" theory, grabbed her arm, and said he had something to do.
Meng Tang remembered that he blocked him outside the door last night and asked if he had anything free today.
Li Hanjin's eyes suddenly turned cold and he glanced at Wei Chuan inadvertently.
Wei Chuan also looked at him, his eyes not letting up at all.
Meng Tang took his arm out of Wei Chuan's palm, turned to Li Hanjin and asked: "What do you want to say to me?"
Li Hanjin calmed down and opened his lips: "Most of the things in my studio have been moved here. I have a batch of good materials in the warehouse. Today is Saturday, and I want to take you to see it."
Meng Tang blinked.
Wei Chuan sneered in his heart, thinking that Old Meng had been carving wood for so many years, and there were several rooms in the mansion dedicated to storing wood. What kind of material had Meng Tang not seen before? His attentiveness is needed here.
Art Park, students from the Academy of Fine Arts like to go there, and Meng Tang has also been there.
What she is really curious about is Li Hanjin’s studio. She wants to know how the studio operates on a daily basis and how it is different from the old man’s home style.
But the old man had clearly told her not to get close to Li Hanjin, and it was inevitable that he would violate his orders.
What’s more, Li Hanjin’s works have become more and more commercialized in recent years. She has followed a traditional path, where cultural value is greater than economic value, and inheritance is fundamental.
Could it be that the fundamental reason why grandpa didn't let her get close to Li Hanjin was because they didn't agree with each other?
This seems to make sense.
Thinking of this, Meng Tang rejected Li Hanjin.
After leaving the hotel, Meng Tang asked Wei Chuan: "You asked me last night if I was free today, and just now you said I had something to do. What's the matter?"
In fact, it was nothing. Wei Chuan thought of the ridiculous dream in the morning again, turned away his eyes, and found an excuse:
“I want to confess to Xie Lingyin before the divisional competition.”
He felt that he could not do this anymore, he clearly liked Xie Lingyin.
Mengtang was stunned. He had urged him not to be in a hurry, but then he suddenly mentioned it on the street.
This man really...does whatever he wants.
She said "Oh": "Then you——"
"Help me." Wei Chuan gritted his teeth.
Meng Tang's eyes widened: "How can I help you? Isn't it your own business to confess?"
"I mean I want to buy her something new." Wei Chuan didn't want to give away the wooden sculpture on the bedside, "Can you give me some advice?"
This was equivalent to giving a gift. She had known that Xu Heqing liked electronic products thanks to Wei Chuan.
Xie Lingyin looks like a fairy, but she is actually a very pragmatic person.
Since he has chosen what he likes... Meng Tang raised his head and said to Wei Chuan: "How about you go to a professional painting supplies store."
We Chuan looked confused: "What should I buy?" >
"What if the boss cheats me?"
"No, they have been running an old store for many years."
"Where is the store?"
"There are stores on and off campus, but Lingyin likes to go to the painting supplies store on Laofu Street."
"Which one is on Laofu Street?"
"A century-old store on four floors, there is an inke counter in the oil painting area."
"Is inke the name of the brand?"
"...I'll go with you."
"Okay."
"..."
Wei Chuan stopped the car, opened the back seat door for Meng Tang in a gentlemanly manner, and went to the passenger seat himself.
He only had time to take out his cell phone and flip through it. He had not yet read the message Meng Tang sent in the morning.
He clicked in and entered: [I rarely go to Laofu Street. What is there to eat there? 】
Meng Tang couldn’t help but glance in front of him and replied: [There are many coffee shops over there, including literary light food restaurants and dessert restaurants. 】
Weichuan doesn’t care, as long as it can fill his stomach.
Laofu Street is on the back street of the Arts and Sports Campus. Meng Tang took Wei Chuan to the light food restaurant.
Meng Tang said: "There is also seafood risotto here. You can try it, but the appearance may be different from the takeout you ordered."
Wei Chuan was intrigued and ordered one after her order. Only after the waiter served the dish did Wei Chuan know what the different appearance meant.
This place can be called the backstreet of the Academy of Fine Arts. In order to please this group of highly aesthetic guests, the meals are made to look like paintings.
Meng Tang ordered two more sandwiches, coffee, and a vegetable salad, and that was it for lunch.
The store they were going to was at the corner diagonally opposite. Meng Tang told Wei Chuan about the painting materials that Xie Lingyin bought most often, and said:
"You can buy them according to your own budget."
After saying that, he thought it was nonsense. The young master didn't have any budget, so he basically bought what he saw.
However, Wei Chuan still responded.
After crossing the road, the two of them walked left along the door of the store and arrived in a few minutes.
Wei Chuan didn't understand, so he asked his boss to recommend it. Seeing that Meng Tang didn't shake his head, he spent two thousand eighty dollars to buy a box of Mussini 16-color wooden box set.
Meng Tang looked at the time. It was one o'clock in the afternoon. He could still get a good night's sleep when he went back.
The two of them walked out of the painting supplies store, and Wei Chuan was walking outside carrying something.
Suddenly a black business car stopped beside the two of them, and it felt like the two traffickers had to get out as soon as the car door was pulled.
Wei Chuan blocked Meng Tang behind him, his eyes full of vigilance.
The rear door was opened, revealing an extremely heroic face.
Wei Chuan tilted his head and shouted in disbelief: "Sister!?"
Wei Sijia raised her finger at him: "Get in the car and give you a ride."