Meng Tang helped Meng Yuchun down the steps and was startled when he saw the person who appeared in front of him without saying a word.
Meng Yuchun patted Meng Tang's hand: "I'll leave with you, Grandpa Xu, and meet us at his workshop tomorrow."
Meng Tang responded.
Wei Chuan greeted Meng Yuchun and others. It was not until the vehicle left that he smiled at Meng Tang and pulled her over into his arms.
It was perfect, and his body language also revealed that he missed Meng Tang.
“I miss you so much.” Wei Chuan felt bitter in his heart.
Meng Tang patted him on the back: "Congratulations!"
Wei Chuan let go of her and asked: "Have you booked the hotel?"
"Yes, let's go back first. I think your face is a little haggard."
"The pressure is too much." Wei Chuan said, "Fortunately, we won."
Meng Tang felt a little distressed. He is the youngest in the team, but he serves as the most important main force.
There is no way he would say this in front of his teammates and coaches.
Having been lagging behind in the first three games, he constantly calmed the players' emotions and boosted the team's morale.
Him on the field, even if he keeps losing, he is still in a high-spirited state.
It’s not like now, exposing all emotional weaknesses to others, but Meng Tang is not someone else.
On the way back to the hotel, Meng Tang bought some food and brought it into the room.
The table in the room was full of food. Meng Tang and Wei Chuan sat face to face, eating and chatting.
"You and the old man really want to stay here until mid-July?"
Meng Tang nodded: "The tentative time may be longer than that."
Wei Chuan asked: "What are you doing here?"
"We have to prepare a graduation project." Meng Tang said, "Boxwood is limited by the growth of the material, and it is mainly used for small pieces."
Jian is the hometown of wood carving, and has a special set of knowledge on the technical processing of large pieces of wood. "
"Grandpa is the head of a family after all, and I still have to integrate hundreds of people to create my own works."
At the very least, Donglu Wood Carving has greater narrative capabilities in the structure and craftsmanship of large pieces, and its space control is also extremely rich, and will not be cluttered by too many characters and scenes.
Communicating with colleagues in the industry can open up a creative perspective. Meng Tang was very willing to come this time.
She believes that this summer vacation is the old man's technical upgrade aimed at her weaknesses.
Weichuan's rice was no longer delicious and he sighed.
Meng Tang paused with his chopsticks and raised his eyes to look at him: "What's wrong?"
His mood suddenly dropped.
"My senior year will be very busy, so busy." Wei Chuan raised his eyes and looked at Meng Tang, "We are probably going to be in a long-distance relationship at the same school."
Meng Tang laughed: "It's okay, a healthy relationship is about mutual understanding, mutual progress, and mutual understanding."
Wei Chuan said: "I will definitely continue on this road of basketball, but not necessarily for the rest of my life, at least at this stage."
This was about to talk about career planning, and Meng Tang quietly pricked up his ears.
"I still have to focus on Cubal games in the first semester of my senior year. I have to play well and have good statistics."
"At this time tomorrow, the finals will end and the CBA draft will begin."
"Are you in graduate school?" Meng Tang interjected.
Wei Chuan nodded: "I'm going to this school to study sports management."
Meng Tang laughed: "Have you made two preparations?"
Wei Chuan said "Yeah": "I can't play basketball for the rest of my life. I can only say that in the past few years, I have increased my exposure and built a future professional ecosystem around basketball. My family has also spent a lot of money on sports investment. Who do you think it is for?"
Of course Meng Tang understands this, just like Meng Yuchun brought her to the recording session today.
If the draft is passed, Wei Chuan can establish his own sports company.
With Wei Lifeng's support, Wei Chuan will most likely pass.
After all, the team of trainers, physical trainers and agents he hired were not in vain.
Meng Tang raised his eyes and looked into his eyes: "But you have to be good enough for these."
Wei Chuan felt soft and stretched out his hand towards her.
Mengtang handed over his hand suspiciously, and Wei Chuan lowered his head and pecked it: "Eat."
Mengtang laughed and gave him a piece of ribs.
Since Meng Tang has serious matters to attend to tomorrow, Wei Chuan did not do anything extraordinary at night.
In the wave of longing, he only restrained himself once, and finally hugged her into sleep.
The next day, Wei Chuan wanted to follow Meng Tang to the workshop, but she stopped her: "Go back."
Wei Chuan was stunned: "Why?"
Meng Tang took his hand and shook it, and said: "Go back and have a good rest for two days to prepare for training. I am too busy here. At the end of the day, I don't even have a look at you, and you are making trouble with me again."
Wei Chuan was a little reluctant to leave.
Meng Tang shook his hand: "Go back, I'm going to the workshop."
Wei Chuan put his arm around her back and held her against his chest: "Okay, call me when you have time."
"Okay, I'll take a video for you in the shared album, go ahead."
Wei Chuan lowered his head, held the back of her neck and kissed her for a long time.
The two said goodbye at the door of the hotel.
Arrived at the Xu family's workshop, Meng Yuchun was stunned for a moment when he didn't see Wei Chuan: "Where is that boy?"
"I asked him to go back, he is busy."
Meng Yuchun nodded slightly: "Let's go and get busy, and we will make our own achievements."
Meng Tang responded and followed Meng Yuchun into the workshop.
Meng Tang has indeed gained a lot from two months of study.
During this period, she and Wei Chuan never saw each other again. They only had video calls for about ten minutes every few days.
There are more and more photos in the shared album.
Meng Tang’s workload was too heavy for graduation, so she selected the topic during the summer vacation and made a rough core goal plan.
She has her own mentor candidate, and together with Meng Yuchun, she is the only one with double mentorship.
In September and October, Meng Tang was not in a hurry and studied natural forms, philosophy and ethics for a month.
It was not until the end of October that she had a one-on-one dialogue with the tutor in the hospital to discuss the feasibility of the topic.
Meng Tang is confident that he will pass because he has passed the test of Meng Yuchun.
At the end of the sentence, Meng Tang moved out all the materials, and the instructor was also surprised: "You are too well prepared. If you have the chance, I must go to your material warehouse to take a look." It’s not surprising. Compared with others, this is where I win. "
"Huh? You can’t say that." The instructor stopped her, "Without talent and perseverance, you can’t use these good materials."
This is also pertinent.
Meng Tang left the sculpture building after chatting until 7:30 in the evening.
She planned to go to the east gate for a quick bite. Just as she turned onto the main road, a dark shadow suddenly appeared on the roadside.
Meng Tang shivered with fright. When he heard the other party's series of laughter, he stepped forward and punched her: "Are you going to scare people to death?"
Wei Chuan hugged Meng Tang and kissed her on the face: "Why did you come out so late? Have you not eaten yet?"
Meng Tang hugged her back and nodded.
The two hadn't seen each other for seven or eight days, and for a moment of silence, she didn't want to talk.
Wei Chuan lowered his head and kissed the top of her hair: "Let's go, I'll take you to dinner."
"Okay." Meng Tang left his embrace and held his arm.
The two of them couldn't remember the last time they held hands and strolled around the school leisurely.
Since the beginning of school till now, this moment is the most relaxing.
We Chuan knew that Meng Tang liked a wonton shop in Dongmen. She liked to eat shepherd's purse and shrimp.
Wei Chuan ordered two portions, knowing that Meng Tang couldn't eat them. He just wanted her to eat some of them and he would take care of the rest.
"This is not enough for you, please order another noodle." Meng Tang said, "I don't like wontons either."
Weichuan smiled: "Okay, order another noodle."
The two sat in the crowded wonton shop full of fireworks and had dinner quietly.
In these busy days, the semester passed quickly.
Wei Chuan was unable to go to Yanqing this year because he went abroad to participate in an overseas basketball cultural training camp.
Coming back, I started training non-stop for high-intensity training for the last Cubal competition in college.
But others didn't arrive, so they sent a bunch of New Year's gifts.
It was brought here by the driver and assistant at home. Meng Yuchun thought that he would stay for lunch, and the other party had to rush back, so he refused:
"We will all be a family from now on, so don't be polite."
After the others left, Meng Yuchun looked at Meng Tang: "A family? At his speed, he can't really treat him like a family. Have you heard that you are going to get married after graduation?"
Meng Tang: "...Probably so."
Meng Yuchun: "...He doesn't even think about it. If it's really not suitable for you, can I let you get married?"
Meng Tang said: "He doesn't think about it at all."
Meng Yuchun: "I can accept the graduation engagement, but nothing else is possible for the time being."
"Okay." Meng Tang coaxed him, "I will talk to Wei Chuan later."
Sister Fang revealed: "When Xiaotang and Xiao Wei had a video chat last night, what were you doing together?"
Meng Yuchun coughed: "I'm going out, you two should stay at home and call him."
Meng Tang and Sister Fang looked at each other and smiled helplessly.
At such an old age, my mouth is still so tough.
The winter vacation at the university is also long, and Meng Tang is busy finishing sculptures at home every day.
Because the growth of materials is limited, and her final design is all made of boxwood, her final design has to be spliced naturally.
The biggest difficulty of this work lies in this, but it cannot be used as a criterion for judging quality, because it is the result of process selection.
Scientific and traditional splicing technology is also a criterion for measuring Meng Tang's skill level.
After leaving the workshop, Meng Tang breathed a sigh of relief.
After receiving the white fungus soup from Sister Fang, she sat on the sofa in the living room and drank it quietly.
Wei Chuan called over via video at this time. Meng Tang put the bowl aside and accepted his video invitation.
“Have you missed me?” the big dog asked as he showed his head.
Meng Tang smiled and nodded: "Where is it?"
Meng Tang held the phone away, twirled the basketball with his fingertips, and said, "We just finished training and went to bed. When will you go back to school?"
"The day after tomorrow."
"Hurry up. Come here at one o'clock, I'm so squeezed that I don't have any time now."
"I think you're quite energetic."
"I live my life looking at you in the shared album."
"Exaggerated."
"Why do you feel like you've lost weight again? Didn't you eat the food that the driver sent to you at home?"
"Eat it and spend time in the workshop every day. It's normal to lose weight, so don't make a fuss."
You talked to each other for a long time in a very nutritious manner.
After two days, Meng Tang returned to City Z. Some of the small pieces she had carved during the winter vacation were sent there in a small truck hired by Meng Yuchun.
After Meng Tang arrived at the station, it was Wei Chuan who came to pick her up.
School officially starts tomorrow, and Wei Chuan wanted to take him directly to Kangbo, but Meng Tang quickly stopped him: "I don't have time to make trouble with you, I want to go back to school."
"What are you going back to school for?" Wei Chuan was a little confused.
"In two hours, Yan Qing's wood carvings will be delivered, and I have to move them properly to the wood carving studio."
Wei Chuan: "Okay, I'll accompany you."
After moving the wood, Meng Tang was still "deceived" by Wei Chuan into Compaq and wiped it clean.