Chapter 104 The meaning is simple, I don’t like him anymore

The conference room gradually became empty, but Wei Chuan still didn't speak for a long time and didn't give way to Meng Tang.

Meng Tang finally couldn't stand it anymore, raised his eyes and asked, "Aren't you leaving?"

"Finally you're talking to me?" Wei Chuan chuckled, "I thought you were going to ignore me forever."

Meng Tang said: "It has to be sorted out, otherwise the subsequent publicity work will be difficult to carry out."

“…”Wei Chuan suffered a heart attack.

Pulling out the chair, he walked over to Meng Tang and said, "I'm busy with training, so I can only find a way to send you a message, but you didn't reply."

Meng Tang avoided his gaze: "I'm busy too."

"I know. I just want to ask you one question." Wei Chuan leaned forward. "I've been thinking about what you said that day for a long time, but I don't understand what you meant. Can you explain it to me clearly?"

The impulsiveness at that time made Meng Tang regretful for two days.

Asking her to analyze herself is harder than climbing to the sky.

"Just pretend you didn't hear it."

"But I already heard it." Wei Chuan said, "Don't make me guess. I don't have any other intentions. I just want to know what you wanted to express that night."

"If I don't tell you, are you going to stop me from leaving?" Meng Tang asked.

Wei Chuan laughed, looking a bit rude: "You know me quite well."

Meng Tang snorted lightly: "The meaning is very simple, I don't like Xu Heqing anymore!"

"Really?" Wei Chuan never expected that she could say it so calmly, like a sudden thunder in the gloomy sky.

Meng Tang looked into his eyes: "Fake."

Wei Chuan's face darkened: "Don't mess with me."

Meng Tang cleared his throat and whispered, "Really."

The dark clouds cleared up, and Wei Chuan smiled. He turned around and took out a bag from the chair behind him and handed it to Meng Tang: "Take a look for yourself."

Meng Tang lowered his head suspiciously and was stunned when he saw Yu Lu.

"Since that one is broken, I'll give you a new one as compensation. I chose it myself." Wei Chuan looked a little proud. "Take a look. Do you like it?"

Meng Tang held the succulent and found that even the ceramic pot was exactly the same as the one in front.

She turned the potted plant around, and on the back of the ceramic pot, an expression was drawn with a marker.

Meng Tang showed it to Wei Chuan: "What does this mean?"

Wei Chuan winked: "That's what I mean."

“…” Meng Tang looked at it again and it was indeed this expression.

Wei Chuan coughed dryly and asked casually, "Do you like this or that?"

"What this and that." Meng Tang pretended to be stupid.

Wei Chuan made a "tsk" sound and snatched the jade dew from Meng Tang. Meng Tang reached out to grab it: "Give it to me."

"No, tell me which one you like."

"This is what you gave me as compensation, why did you take it away again?"

"Whoever snatched it up just asked you to say which one you liked better."

"You like this, okay?"

Wei Chuan chuckled and gave her the jade dew.

Meng Tang held Yu Lu in his arms and gave Wei Chuan a cruel smile: "I'm kidding, I like the broken pot better."

Wei Chuan noticed that she was about to escape and blocked her with his body: "Did you lie to me?"

"Stop messing around." Meng Tang raised his hand to push him away, "I have something else to do."

"Isn't it just that I need to go to the Physical Education Department to learn about the details of the competition?" Wei Chuan said with a smile, "You ask me, what don't I know?"

Meng Tang: "...You've made time for the poster shoot, right? Do you still have time to give me some science?"

Wei Chuan was speechless. He really didn't have time.

Meng Tang curled his lips subtly, walked around Wei Chuan and left the meeting room, and went to find Xie Lingyin.

Xie Lingyin is in the student union, she should know everything.

After joining the group, she found that a rough plan already existed and she only needed to do her part.

Time was tight, so during the non-training period, the photography department borrowed the training hall for filming.

Meng Tang told the photographer, "Just take your own shots. I don't need them to keep dunking. I just want the explosive moments."

"Okay, I'll take the photo first."

Meng Tang nodded and stood behind the photographer to watch.

The basketball team entered the court. Before Wei Chuan said hello, Tian Yu and Shao Yiming waved to Meng Tang first.

Wei Chuan hooked his arm around their necks and said, "Don't waste time. Hurry up."

After saying that, he smiled sweetly at Meng Tang.

Why are you so showy? Meng Tang turned his head away.

The photographer said, "Okay, here we go."

After he finished speaking, Wei Chuan tensed all his muscles, like a taut bowstring ready to shoot.

Then the crackling sound mixed with the sound of basketballs hitting the ground sounded rhythmically in the hall.

The photographer laughed helplessly and said, "Stop, stop, stop. I'm not asking you to compete against each other. I want to focus on Wei Chuan and capture the power of your movements."

Several older boys looked at each other in confusion: "How do we shoot it then?"

The photographer said, "I just need some action, a one-on-one confrontation."

Wei Chuan made an "OK" gesture to him.

The subsequent filming went much more smoothly, and Wei Chuan's performance was simply amazing.

At the moment of being suspended in the air, the grooves on his waist and abdomen were clearly visible. After landing, his speed did not decrease, and the friction between his sneakers and the floor made a sharp sound.

The photographer sighed, "It's a shame this guy didn't enter the entertainment industry."

Meng Tang looked over and saw Wei Chuan lowering his center of gravity and taking a defensive stance.

Like a lone wolf under siege.

She was in a trance for a moment, as if the person who had just smiled sweetly at her was not the person in front of her.

"Alright, alright, dunk!" the photographer said excitedly. "You have to look cool. This is a promotional video, so show off your coolness. But don't breathe so hard that your chest rises and falls. That will make you look greasy. We're still college students, so keep it simple."

Meng Tang: “…”

The words may be rough, but the truth is there.

She glanced at the photographer and heard that he was a junior. After hearing what he said, she felt that he had been immersed in work for many years.

Wei Chuan was also unwilling to waste time. Whether he was shooting or dunking, everything was clean and neat, without any technique.

The photographer added: "This guy is so damn handsome."

The basketball fell to the ground, covering up Wei Chuan's low gasp.

Meng Tang looked over and met his burning gaze.

She felt as if she was burned and could only hide away to communicate with the photographer about some details of the shooting action.

Later, Meng Tang needed to break down all of Wei Chuan's movements into sculptures.

She felt that it would be better to use flowing plaster lines to interweave the power and speed of basketball movements and then freeze them.

The difficult part is not her part, but the later stage, which requires creating the scene of Wei Chuan breaking out of the sculpture.

This process can be long or short, she must leave enough time for the other party.

Yu Guangzhong cast a shadow, Meng Tang raised his head, and Wei Chuan asked, "Are you ready?"

Before Meng Tang could answer, the photographer said, "Okay, take a break first. We'll shoot your entire basketball team later. Are all the players here? Including the substitutes?"

Wei Chuan nodded: "We're here, Meng Tang, lend it to me first."

The photographer found it funny: "Isn't she your girlfriend? Why are you asking me?"

Wei Chuan raised his eyebrows at Meng Tang, grabbed her wrist and "carried" her out.

Seeing him leaning towards the door, Meng Tang asked, "Where are you taking me?"

"Time is tight." Wei Chuan suddenly turned a corner and entered the locker room.

Meng Tang was startled, and before she could resist, her waist was tightened and she was pushed against the door of the locker room.