There was a lot of people shouting, but Meng Tang couldn't hear anything.
Her palms were filled with the sticky sweat on Wei Chuan's neck, and Wei Chuan's chest-shattering gasps were between her breaths.
"Ahhhh..."
The scene went completely crazy.
After a moment of sluggishness, Meng Tang's face turned a little pale.
As the camera advanced, Wei Chuan let go of Meng Tang, covered her face, smiled and shook his head.
"I have interviews and fan interactions later." Wei Chuan whispered into Meng Tang's ear, "There are too many people, you go first, I'll go find you when I'm busy."
Meng Tang didn't dare to leave now, otherwise so many people would take pictures of her with their mobile phones.
She silently pulled up her collar, covering half of her face, and said, "I will leave after you finish awarding the award."
She only had a pair of big, watery eyes, which were really cute. Wei Chuan’s palm covered the back of her neck and he couldn’t help but rub it.
People at the scene were consuming life and death, and there were people watching in front of the live broadcast——
"Fuck, oh, oh, shit, I got it."
"The height difference is ahhhhh... He picked her up right away, who knows..."< br/>
h "I understand, this rice is so delicious!"
h "Is this Kawako's girlfriend? Why is it different from what was posted on the Internet a few days ago?"
h "Then this is it. Although I didn't see it clearly, the way she hides from the camera is so cute."
"I took a screenshot. Although it's blurry, you can see the outline. It's very beautiful."
"This Wei Chuan really can't hide it at all, his eyes are laughing."
"No wonder it's like a peacock spreading its tail today, it turns out that my girlfriend is here."
"Oh my God! I feel like him even more, best wishes to 99."
Many people accepted the words of blessing.
Meng Tang and his roommate returned to the dormitory and watched Wei Chuan's post-match interview.
The interview was still very normal, except that at the end he inevitably gossiped and asked if the person he hugged in the afternoon was his girlfriend.
Wei Chuan smiled, not sure whether he was refusing to answer or what he meant.
The comment section started to guess again.
Only Meng Tang knew. He didn't dare to say it because he hadn't received his approval yet.
That night, Wei Chuan and his team were going to celebrate internally, and Meng Tang also paid attention.
There is no shadow of Ning Xin in the official celebration photos.
But because of this incident, Meng Tang was put online again that night.
Someone posted a post, secretly saying that he was ostracized by the players and was not allowed to play with him when celebrating.
Netizens dug and dug like a shovel in the garden, digging into the Z-big team and Meng Tang and Ning Xin.
The general idea is that Meng Tang is Wei Chuan's girlfriend. Because Ning Xin is a woman and the substitute manager of the team, he is jealous of her spending all day with her boyfriend, so he asked Wei Chuan to lead the players to exclude her.
When netizens heard this, they became angry. They felt that their lives were not as good as they wanted. They smashed their keyboards with their iron fists and scolded Wei Chuan and Meng Tang until they were bloody.
Meng Tang was lucky, he had gone to bed early and didn't see him at all.
But Wei Chuan happened to see it.
How could he bear this? He immediately started fighting against netizens alone. It didn’t matter who scolded him, but he responded to everyone who scolded Meng Tang.
The direction of things is also very strange. Unexpectedly, his tough attitude to the end also won a group of fans.
Wei Chuan didn't care whether he was a fan or not, and immediately called Ning Xin over to confront him.
At this point, regardless of whether Ning Xin did this or not, Wei Chuan only had one thing to say to Lao He: "Get her out of here!"
Coach He was naturally hesitant. This person is not easy to find. Ning Xin can do pretty well.
Wei Chuan glanced at the coach coolly: "Then I get out?"
It's really the ancestor!
Coach He asked him to get out, but he couldn't get rid of him either. In the next few years, the biggest men's basketball team will rely on Wei Chuan.
We also won the divisional championship today, so we can only let Ning Xin get out.
When Meng Tang learned about this the next day, he was simply shocked.
The recording evidence in her hand has not been put to use yet.
Mengtang’s identity was more or less revealed by netizens, many of whom sent her private messages.
She didn't dare to look at it at first, for fear that the curse would affect her mood. Then she accidentally clicked on one, and she couldn't laugh or cry when she saw the content clearly——
[Holy shit, little sister, how did your boyfriend train you to be like a crazy...dog when defending you on the Internet (no curse intended)]
Meng Tang naturally couldn't reply, but she screenshotted the picture to Wei Chuan.
Actually, she probably watched the battle last night when she got up in the morning.
She saw the defense in every word he said.
It took a long time for Wei Chuan to send a message: [Crying loudly, there are various make-up exams and classes after the competition, my God! It's so inhumane to not even let you take a day off. I really want to see you. 】
Meng Tang cleared his throat uncomfortably: "I'm going to the backstreets with Lingyin and the others today, so you can make up your classes first." 】
Because they had to prepare for the competition, Wei Chuan and the others missed a lot of classes.
The school and the coach have regulations that those who fail a class are not allowed to participate in the competition, so before they can finish the competition, they have to make up for the missed classes.
It takes three days to make up classes together, which is busier than training.
What is unexpected is that the TV station adjusted its schedule due to popular events, and CUBAL's national competition was postponed.
The top eight teams in the country were originally decided from the end of May to the beginning of June, but now it has been pushed to the end of June.
But this is not bad, at least I have more time to train.
After finally finishing the classes, Wei Chuan finally had a day off.
But Meng Tang had to go to class, so he could only follow in secret.
Following outside the classroom, he stopped Meng Tang and asked eagerly: "Can I follow you in?"
There were two sections on the history of Chinese and foreign sculptures this morning. The teacher was an elegant lady in her late forties, with a good temper and a sense of humor.
There is no problem in bringing her in. Meng Tang thought for a moment and stretched out his index finger: "You can go in, but don't make trouble."
Wei Chuan grabbed her finger and said with a playful smile, "I got it."
Meng Tang took out his finger and turned around and entered the classroom.
Having just won the title of "Southeast King", who doesn't know Wei Chuan? When he first entered the classroom, he caused a sensation.
He was quite good, like a star, nodding his head here and waving his hand there.
Meng Tang pushed him from behind. Wei Chuan didn't pay attention to his steps and almost fell. He turned around and asked, "Why did you push me?"
The classroom burst into laughter.
Meng Tang quickly found a seat and sat down. Wei Chuan followed and smiled at the classmates inside: "Go in, give me a seat."
The two girls sat inside silently, and then he poked Meng Tang on the shoulder: "You can sit in, too."
Meng Tang walked in silently, leaving a seat for him.
The teacher arrived at the classroom on time and started class.
Less than ten minutes, Wei Chuan arrived at Meng Tang: "I know Michelangelo, who is Bernini? That name is quite cute."
Meng Tang whispered the answer to him: "A sculptor and architect from the Italian Baroque art period."
"Who is Donatello? It sounds familiar."
Meng Tang still patiently explained it to him.
"That——"
"Shut up." It seemed that Meng Tang had lost his patience.
Wei Chuan lay on the table and asked, "Can I sleep then?"
Meng Tang nodded.
Not a while.
"But I can't sleep."
Meng Tang: "..."
The two girls in the back row couldn't hold it back and burst out laughing.
The teacher stopped explaining and asked them why they were laughing.
Meng Tang kicked Wei Chuan, and Wei Chuan stood up and said, "Sorry, I made them laugh."
"Wei Chuan?" The teacher was stunned, "Why are you here?"
"Uh..." Wei Chuan looked at Meng Tang, and Meng Tang gave him a look that said, "If you dare to mention me, I will break up with you."
"I went to the wrong classroom."
The students in the Sculpture Department laughed wildly.
The teacher was also shocked: "You are from the Physical Education Academy, and you come to the Academy of Fine Arts to take classes?"
"I'm here to cultivate your artistic abilities."
Teacher: "...Oh, okay, you can sit down."
"Thank you, teacher."
After Wei Chuan sat down, he raised his eyebrows at Meng Tang.
Meng Tang turned his face and snickered.
After two classes, Wei Chuan wanted to follow, but Meng Tang stopped him: "The studios of the Academy of Fine Arts are all card-operated. Except for models, non-major students are not allowed to enter."
Wei Chuan put his hands in his pockets and looked down at her slightly: "Then I will wait for you downstairs."
Meng Tang raised his head. He looked at the weather and said, "It's raining today. You should go back first."
"I told you before that I had something to tell you," Wei Chuan licked his lower lip, "Do you remember?"
Meng Tang suddenly became nervous and said, "Remember, remember, do you want to tell me now?"
"I——"
“Hey, I’m still reluctant to leave. Class will start soon.” Meng Tang’s classmate came over and made a joke.
"Let's talk about it next time." Wei Chuan raised his chin, "Just now Lao He sent me a message, asking me to go to the training hall. I'll go see what's going on."
"Okay." Meng Tang responded, "I'll have a bite nearby at noon today. Don't come here. I still have half a day of classes in the afternoon."
Wei Chuan nodded: "I'll come see you when I have time in the evening."
Meng Tang responded, then turned and entered the door.
Have dinner with Tan Xi at noon, and then went to the wood carving studio in the afternoon.
The results of last year's competition have basically come out. She is far ahead in the number of votes and should not be left in first place.
I was busy until about six o'clock in the afternoon, when suddenly there was a strong wind outside the window.
Meng Tang looked through the window and saw that it was already dark outside.
Immediately afterwards, the crackling rain slapped on the glass, leaving streaks.
Tan Xi: "I'll go, just ask. I didn't bring an umbrella."
"I did." Meng Tang said, "Let's go together later."
The school sent a reminder text message in the morning, saying that it would rain heavily today, reminding students to bring umbrellas.
Tan Xi must have forgotten.
The phone rang, and Meng Tang picked it up. Wei Chuan's voice came into the receiver mixed with the sound of the rain: "Are you still in the classroom? I'll pick you up."
Meng Tang wanted to say no, but he heard that he was already here, so he responded lightly.
After hanging up the phone, Tan Xi leaned over and said, "Wei Chuan is coming to pick you up?"
Meng Tang nodded.
"Then lend me your umbrella." Tan Xi said, "I have to go to the east gate to help my roommate bring food."
Mengtang stood up and went to get an umbrella from his bag.
"Thank you." Tan Xi took the umbrella and left the studio.
Meng Tang was the only one left in the studio. She sat for a while, packed her things, and went downstairs.
As soon as she arrived at the elevator entrance, she was frightened by the heavy rain outside and couldn't even see anyone clearly.
But there happened to be a person who broke through the rain curtain and ran towards her.
Wei Chuan stepped onto the passage and wet the dry ground.
Mengtang took out a tissue from his bag and stood on tiptoe to wipe the rain off his head.
Wei Chuan was stunned and subconsciously raised his head.
Ambiguities flowed silently, and he said in a deep voice, "I have something to tell you."
Meng Tang made a movement and met his gaze: "What?"
The heavy rain was heavy, and he forced her into a corner: "Try to like me, please."