After the live broadcast, Tong Yanqi sat in the car on the way back to the hotel, took out his cell phone and flipped through it casually.

Fu Wang didn't reply to the message, probably because he was busy training again.

Very good, it's the same for both of us, you can't just blame me.

Go through all the messages that pop up, ignore those that should be ignored, and reply to those that should be replied to.

Tong Yanqi then slowly opened the pinned chat box.

Boyfriend: I was wrong. I should have discussed this with you in advance. I ordered food for you and it will be delivered to your hotel room door at 12 o'clock.

Boyfriend: The meeting is very long. I won't be back for lunch. Remember to take your medicine on time after lunch.

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Tong Yanqi laughed. This was the emoticon package she sent to him when she messaged him before.

The picture shows a cute little fat silver-white bird standing on a branch with its head tilted to look cute. There is a pink heart next to its little round face.

It can be seen from the previous chat records that Yu Wenzhi does not have the habit of sending emoticons when chatting. It is estimated that he does not even have any favorite emoticons on the chat software.

Unexpectedly, after only two days of being together, Professor Yu, who looked gentle and noble, had learned to steal emoticons to coax his girlfriend.

Tong Yanqi was successfully coaxed into doing so. He flipped through his collection of emoticons and finally posted a picture of a little kitten wagging its tail and drawing hearts.

On the other side, the exchange meeting will officially begin in more than ten minutes.

Most of the members in the venue have arrived, some gathered in groups of three or five to talk, and some sat in their seats whispering.

After Yu Wenzhi left Tong Yanqi's live broadcast room, he received a message from her, a nonsensical sentence "I'm angry".

Maybe he was angry that he had set the time schedule in the live broadcast room without discussing it in advance.

Yu Wenzhi pondered for a moment and waved to his assistant Lu Yan who was waiting beside him. He remembered that Lu Yan had mentioned that he had a love experience.

Lu Yan smiled slightly when he saw the news: "Miss Tong probably isn't really angry. At this time, you can consider giving Miss Tong some small surprises."

According to his experience, girls will not send you messages when they are really angry.

They will just ignore you or protest to you explicitly.

This straightforward message is more of a coquettish tone than an expression of anger.

Yu Wenzhi understood and sent a message to express his sincerity. At the same time, he ordered some of her favorite dishes from the Chinese restaurant they had last time and had them delivered to her hotel room.

After thinking about it, he asked Lu Yan to ask someone to order a set of makeup tools from a high-end cosmetics counter, and then go to the flower shop to order a small bouquet of roses, and send them to Tong Yanqi as a little surprise.

Although Yu Wenzhi had no experience in love, the experiences of his seniors and the advice of his assistant helped him understand what he should do to make his girlfriend happy.

After Lu Yan finished explaining everything, he walked over to Yu Wenzhi and whispered, "The video the reporter recorded last time can be sent out. Do you want to send it to Miss Tong along with today's video?"

This exchange meeting was divided into two parts. The last time Yu Wenzhi participated, there was a competition phase, and the judges had to exchange and select the winners. Reporters were not allowed to release the video for the time being. Today is the awards phase, and the video can be released.

Lu Yan asked the official reporter for the last video, and planned to take a video of his boss's award-winning highlights when the awards ceremony started and send it to Miss Tong.

Yu Wenzhi, who is adept and brilliant in his professional field, is a side of him that Miss Tong has never seen before, and this should give her some surprises.

Yu Wenzhi nodded implicitly, but unconsciously straightened his back.

*

Tong Yanqi was having dinner in the hotel. There was a small bouquet of gorgeous red roses on the table. She was in a very happy mood.

When I was with Yu Wenzhi, he looked a bit immature, and I thought he was a straight man who knew nothing.

I didn't expect that I would understand it immediately. I got used to this job of boyfriend quite quickly.

Tong Yanqi smiled and hummed an unknown tune as he clicked on the video sent to him by his assistant Lu Yan.

It is a clip of Yu Wenzhi's personal competition highlights.

The red banner indicated that this was an outstanding youth moot court competition at the Y University Exchange Conference.

The atmosphere on the scene was tense, and the contestants were either emotionally excited, or had sharp eyes, or were smiling with daggers hidden behind their smiles.

However, Yu Wenzhi acted more like a bystander like the judges and audience members nearby, gentle, cool and non-aggressive.

However, when the other contestants were arguing passionately and eloquently for their own views, ignoring the quiet Yu Wenzhi, Yu Wenzhi, who was observing the other party's reactions and remarks with a cold eye, was able to promptly and accurately grasp the loopholes in their arguments. During his own presentation and questioning phase, he spoke clearly and calmly to challenge the other party.

During the report summary, he spoke concisely and clearly, and occasionally wrote down key words on the whiteboard.

Although the tone is not intense, it can still capture the hearts of the audience and convince them.

However, perhaps the action of writing on the blackboard pulled the wound, and Yu Wenzhi's white shirt was stained with scattered bright red spots at some point, and as the race progressed, the scattered bright red spots gradually expanded.

An old professor in the audience couldn't help but interrupt his speech and ask if he was okay.

Yu Wenzhi frowned and lowered his head. His wound had opened and was bleeding. He had been too focused on the game and only now felt the belated pain.

He chuckled, looked up at the worried old professor, and said, "Thank you for your concern. I got a minor injury on the way here, but it's nothing serious. Now, let's get back to the topic. My point is..."

His smile was as gentle as ever, his tone was as calm as ever, and he even continued writing on the blackboard halfway through, his handwriting as fluent as ever.

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