Chapter 1 Brother Chuan, there is a girl looking for you
After kneading and scraping the clay for a whole morning, Meng Tang's hands were so sore that he began to doubt his life.
She tilted her head back and was lost in thought for two seconds, when she was startled by the professor approaching.
Meng Tang rubbed the mud onto his apron and smiled shyly: "Teacher."
"Well," the professor handed her a note, "Next week, when we start the new course, go to the Sports College and find someone to be your model. Here's their information."
"Ah?" Meng Tang opened his mouth slightly, a little surprised and a little reluctant, "Me?"
There are 17 people in Sculpture Class 2, and she is one of them. She has limited communication with classmates and teachers, and she didn't expect to be assigned this kind of task.
“During the creative process, the clay sculpture can be adjusted at any time, but your silence will allow the mistakes to become fixed.”
Meng Tang pursed her lips, knowing that the professor thought she was too introverted.
She reached out and took the note, which read "Wei Chuan, Transportation Training Class 1" with contact information at the end.
Wei Chuan, Meng Tang knows about it.
He is a student in the sports training professional basketball special class, a key player on the school basketball team, and a CUBAL player.
But in Meng Tang's impression, he was just a strong and muscular man.
At the beginning of her freshman year, she came to school alone with a lot of luggage. The senior student who came to pick her up asked someone to help her carry her blanket.
That person is Wei Chuan.
When going upstairs, the suitcase was too heavy, so she and her senior student carried it together.
Seeing this, Wei Chuan grabbed it.
Meng Tang didn't feel comfortable letting him carry it all by himself, but Wei Chuan smiled and said, "This little weight is nothing."
Just as he finished speaking, there was a "bang" and the suitcase was knocked against the railing at the corner and broke into pieces.
Her suitcase had been used for many years, and bits and pieces of things rolled down. Wei Chuan subconsciously tried to fish it out and found her pure white underwear.
The thin shoulder straps hung on his broad palms, and Meng Tang wished he could bury himself in the ground.
Afterwards, Wei Chuan asked his senior to send her a new box, and the two had no contact again.
After eating and returning to the dormitory, Meng Tang took a shower, washed the muddy clothes, and then reluctantly saved Wei Chuan's cell phone number.
She took a deep breath and called, but no one answered.
Meng Tang made a bitter face. Could it be that he had to go to the training hall to look for someone in the afternoon?
She banged her head on the table, feeling extremely embarrassed, but it happened to be the afternoon when she had free time to create.
Meng Tang waited for several hours, but Wei Chuan didn't call back.
At around three o'clock, she slowly picked up her bag and went out. The basketball training hall was not far from the girls' dormitory in Building 19.
After entering the main gate, two groups of people were training on the field, and a few people were sitting on the bench at the edge watching.
Meng Tang moved to the side, and a boy saw her, stood up and ran over.
"Classmate, we are training."
Meng Tang hurriedly apologized: "Sorry, I'm looking for Wei Chuan, can I wait here?"
She was prepared to be rejected, but the man turned around and shouted, "Brother Chuan, there's a girl looking for you."
When the basketball fell to the ground, all the boys on the training ground looked over.
Meng Tang paused for a moment, resisted the urge to run away, and met the scrutiny of everyone.
Wei Chuan really stood out in the crowd.
He hadn't changed much from a year ago. He was tall, with sharp eyebrows and bright eyes. He didn't smile when he looked at me. His gaze was intense, and his muscles were tense, making him look very fierce.
"Hey..." someone said in a long voice, "Who is this girl? Could she be your new girlfriend?"
"Get lost, what are you doing?"
Wei Chuan stopped breathing and cursed with a smile, then wiped the sweat off his face. All that fierce look on his face melted away in the smile at the corners of his eyes and eyebrows.
He has double brows, and when he smiles, his teeth are exposed, his eyes are curved, and his smile is surprisingly sweet.
Before the person even came up to him, he asked, "Are you looking for me?"
Meng Tang said softly, "I'm from Sculpture Class 2. Professor Xu asked me to come see you. Next week—"
"Speak louder. You can't hear a word from the buzzing noise." Wei Chuan, tall and strong, blocked her way with a basketball slung over his shoulder.
The warm breath hitting her face forced Meng Tang to take a step back. She raised her head and raised her voice slightly: "Professor Xu from the Sculpture Department asked me to come see you."
Wei Chuan bumped into a pair of light-transmitting pupils.
The girl in front of me has a cool and graceful appearance, and speaks in a light and airy voice.
There is a bit of innocence in his eyes that seems otherworldly.
He subconsciously lowered his tone and said, "Didn't I reject him?"
"Huh?" Meng Tang was stunned. "Didn't we agree on this?"
Wei Chuan raised his eyebrows and suddenly laughed strangely: "I jokingly asked that old man to ask his most beautiful student to come to me, and he actually believed it."
Meng Tang: “…”
"I'm busy, find someone else." Wei Chuan raised his chin slightly, his expression somewhat arrogant, but his tone was perfunctory, "Turn left when you get out the door, there are a lot of people in the physical education department."
After saying that, he turned around and threw the basketball over: "Continue training."
Meng Tang was anxious and subconsciously grabbed his arm: "Wait a moment."
"...Holding hands, holding hands."
The boys, arm in arm, cheered as if they were watching a show, without lowering their voices at all. It was obvious that they were doing it on purpose.
Wei Chuan's gaze fell on the knuckles that were gripping his arm: "Are you relying on me?"
Meng Tang was embarrassed and let go of his hand: "But no one else can do it. The professor asked me to find you."
Wei Chuan folded his arms and bent over, looking into Meng Tang's eyes, and said jokingly, "I really don't have time for the most beautiful student in the sculpture department."
The CUBAL grassroots competition is coming soon, and apart from attending classes, he spends all his time training.
Meng Tang was about to say something when a long, sharp whistle interrupted her.
"What are you doing lazing around for, you bastard?"
The roar almost blew off the ceiling of the training hall, and Meng Tang returned to the dormitory in despair.
After two classes, my roommates also returned to the dormitory.
"Why do you look so sad?"
The person who spoke was Xie Lingyin. She, Shi Lan and Yang Ke were all from the oil painting department.
Meng Tang moved into this dormitory when he was a freshman due to issues with dormitory resource allocation.
Because Meng Tang had different courses from the other three, although their relationship was good, it was not as close as that in other dormitories.
"It's okay." Meng Tang never likes to trouble others.
"Tomorrow night, there's a basketball competition between the physical education and sports training teams." Shi Lan turned around with her phone in hand. "Want to watch?"
"Go, go, go, Wei Chuan is here." Yang Ke was the first to agree, "Maybe his roommate Xu Heqing is here too."
Meng Tang pricked up his ears quietly.
Shi Lan complained: "So who are you looking at, Wei Chuan or Xu Heqing?"
Yang Ke: "We are adults now, can we have both?"
"You'll be so happy!" Shi Lan complained, then asked Xie Lingyin and Meng Tang, "Are you two going?"
"go."
The two said in unison.
Hearing Meng Tang's voice, the other three were stunned.
Meng Tang: "...What's wrong?"
"You refused to go before when I asked you to," Xie Lingyin said. "Have you changed your ways this time?"
Meng Tang just smiled, but he felt distressed in his heart.
The professor asked her to bring the model over on Monday and get Wei Chuan's consent no matter what tomorrow night.
It was completely forced upon him, and Meng Tang had no right to refuse.
Besides...Xu Heqing might be there too.
The game was held at 7pm in the open-air basketball court. When Meng Tang and his roommates arrived, the court was already surrounded by people.
Wei Chuan entered the field wearing a white jersey with the number 27 on it. Amidst the cheers, Meng Tang saw Xu Heqing.
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