Chapter 148 Don’t Take It Out
Meng Tang was completely stunned, and so were the other audience members.
When they heard that it was Wei Chuan's girlfriend, they all stopped walking, mostly girls.
"Fuck, Wei Chuan's girlfriend is here?" The girl next to Meng Tang said in surprise, "But why did she buy a ticket for the mountaintop area? Is she afraid that Wei Chuan can't find her?"
Someone said, "Maybe it's a surprise."
Meng Tang: “…”
She didn't intend to give a surprise, but in the end the broadcast became a shock to her.
The broadcast was repeated twice, and Meng Tang had no choice but to go on.
The scale of the previous regional competition was not as large as this, and Wei Chuan blocked the camera when he hugged her.
If she went there today, it would be equivalent to making her relationship public in front of the whole nation.
But the female fans kept calling him "husband", and her heart couldn't bear it.
The more Meng Tang thought about it, the more determined he became.
She tried hard to ignore all the eyes around her and look for Wei Chuan.
When she was almost at the front, Wei Chuan spotted her. He pushed aside his teammates who were still celebrating their victory, walked around the railing in front and entered the passage.
The on-site director also knows how to do it. As one of the most handsome players in Cubal's history, Wei Chuan is particularly favored by the camera.
Moreover, at this stage, he is the player with the most fans in Cubal, and can play the best publicity role.
Moreover, the director received a note before the game, asking him to focus more on Wei Chuan because the sponsor liked him.
One of the sponsors is also surnamed Wei, Wei Lifeng.
Wei Chuan didn't see anyone else at all. He stretched out his hand towards Meng Tang, who was still three or four steps away.
"I said you're an idiot, why did you buy a ticket to the top of the mountain?"
Meng Tang laughed and held his hand: "I decided to come here on the spur of the moment."
The place was boiling with activity and everyone was cheering.
The girl who was originally sitting next to Meng Tang was completely stunned. What on earth did she do?
Calling someone's boyfriend "husband" in front of his girlfriend?
Oh my god! Come and strike her with lightning! She is so embarrassed that she wants to die.
Wei Chuan was thick-skinned and shushed both sides: "She's shy, stop making trouble."
“Huh…”
Wei Chuan ignored them and took Meng Tang to the front row to sit down. He stood aside and said with a bent waist:
"I still have an interview to do, and after that there's a post-match press conference that'll last about half an hour. Starting tomorrow, I won't be competing until the finals, so I have two hours of free time tonight. Could you please wait here for a moment?"
Meng Tang nodded: "Okay."
Wei Chuan rubbed her head and turned to go to the media interview area.
The interviews usually consist of routine data questions, such as in which quarter the key shot was scored and what tactics the coach arranged at the time.
How the opponent's certain ball is adjusted and blocked.
As for data, it is generally about how to evaluate your performance today.
In fact, there is a template for this kind of answer. You should be humble when you win, and go back and review the video when you make mistakes.
Finally, I'll take this opportunity to evaluate my opponents and talk about my future plans, such as whether I've considered participating in the CBA draft.
Wei Chuan answered questions like these one by one, but his hands hanging at his sides would clench into fists from time to time, making him look very anxious.
"Finally, let's ask a personal question, okay? Wei Chuan."
Wei Chuan was thinking about Meng Tang and nodded absentmindedly.
"Are there any close friends here today?"
Several teammates around him burst out laughing, but then they remembered that they were in an interview and turned their heads away to hold back their laughter.
Wei Chuan: “…”
You're asking even though you already know the answer.
"Yes." He said helplessly, "My girlfriend is here."
"We just saw her coming from the Hilltop area. Can I ask why she wasn't watching you play in the infield?"
Wei Chuan smiled and said, "Actually, I just found out about it today. My friend told me this morning that she was coming over. I didn't see her when I went on stage, so I asked the radio to look for her."
"As for why she was at the Hilltop, it must be because she didn't want to disturb me. Her decision to come and watch my match was a last-minute one. We had agreed to meet at the finals, and I didn't expect her to come so early."
As for personal feelings, the two questions were almost over, and Wei Chuan ended the interview.
Wei Chuan was busy until seven in the evening before he finally finished packing.
Meng Tang was still waiting obediently. When he saw him, he stood up and walked over, raising his hand to touch his short hair: "Why don't you blow dry your hair?"
Wei Chuan grabbed her fingers and said, "I'm afraid you'll be waiting anxiously, so I just took a quick shower. Let's go eat."
Meng Tang looked back, but didn't see his teammates. He asked, "Can we really leave now?"
Wei Chuan laughed: "Sure, just go back to the hotel at nine o'clock. Where are you staying?"
Meng Tang said: "It's right next to your hotel."
"That's quite close." Wei Chuan was happy, "This will save us some time."
The hotel is near the competition venue, a ten-minute drive away. Meng Tang knew that even if he didn't have a competition, he would still have to review his training, so he said:
"Let's just find a place to eat near the hotel. I'm a little tired and want to go back and rest after eating."
"Okay." Wei Chuan said, "There's a street behind the hotel with many restaurants. What do you want to eat?"
Meng Tang shook his head: "I've never been here, just pick one at random."
The two took a taxi and headed straight to the back street of the hotel.
Finally, we entered a more retro store. It wasn’t very high-end, but there were quite a lot of people.
Wei Chuan ordered two servings of shrimp wonton noodles, one serving of dry fried beef noodles and crispy barbecued pork buns.
He also ordered a bowl of mango sago for Meng Tang.
After a short wait, the food was served.
The mango sago has a golden and delicate glow, dotted with a small cluster of mint leaves with water droplets hanging on them.
Meng Tang grabbed the spoon and was about to eat when Wei Chuan grabbed his wrist.
She looked over with an expression of "What do you mean?" I ordered it but you're not allowed to eat it?
"This is cold. Wait a minute and finish the wonton noodles first." Wei Chuan pushed the bowl in front of her.
Meng Tang couldn't move his eyes away and bargained with him: "Just one bite first."
Wei Chuan shook his head, but his tone was very gentle, as if coaxing a child: "It's not that I don't allow you to eat it, it's just too cold. Wait a moment, okay?"
The tone was too gentle, Meng Tang couldn't refuse, so he turned around and went to eat wonton noodles.
This child is not stubborn. Wei Chuan smiled and lowered his head to eat.
After about twenty minutes, Meng Tang finished his wonton noodles and took a sip of mango pudding.
The rich mango aroma is wrapped with distinct grapefruit grains, with the right balance of sweet and sour, and the tapioca pearls are chewy.
The last touch of mint coolness is like the smell of Wei Chuan.
Meng Tang smiled, scooped a spoonful and passed it to the other side: "Have a bite too."
Wei Chuan avoided her: "I don't want to eat this, you eat it yourself."
"Just one bite, it's delicious." Meng Tang blinked at him.
Wei Chuan surrendered, lowered his head and took a bite. He nodded: "It's indeed okay."
When Meng Tang saw him frown slightly, he knew that he really didn't like it, so he didn't force him and ate it slowly in small bites.
After Wei Chuan finished his meal, he looked at his phone and saw that it was almost eight o'clock.
Meng Tang was still eating his dessert slowly. He leaned back in his chair and just looked at her.
Meng Tang finally realized what was happening and raised his head: "What's wrong?"
"It's seven fifty." Wei Chuan said.
"What's wrong with 7:50?" Meng Tang didn't quite understand.
Wei Chuan said quietly, "I have to go back at nine to review the situation."
Meng Tang thought he had wasted his time and said, "Actually, you can leave first. I can go back to the hotel by myself."
Wei Chuan sighed: "What I mean is...you should eat quickly, and then we will go back to the hotel."
As for why he returned to the hotel, he didn't say, but Meng Tang could see it.
His eyes burned with a bright fire.
Meng Tang was speechless for a moment. Could it be more obvious?
She lowered her eyes, pulled the corner of her mouth, and deliberately ate very slowly.
Wei Chuan was amused by her. He stood up, crossed the table and sat next to her, then snatched the spoon from her hand.
"What are you doing?" Meng Tang tried to grab it, and his fingers, which were chilled by the dessert bowl, touched the back of Wei Chuan's hand.
Wei Chuan grabbed her hand and covered it for her for a while.
Meng Tang felt sweet in her heart and smiled at him.
Wei Chuan scooped a spoonful of dessert and fed her: "Eat quickly."
After eating, Meng Tang shook his head and said, "I can't eat anymore."
There was some mango jam on the corner of her lips. Wei Chuan raised his hand to wipe it off and took a sip of it.
Meng Tang was stunned: "What are you doing?"
Wei Chuan threw down the spoon and pulled her up: "Let's go back to the hotel."
Meng Tang patted him speechlessly. What was he so anxious about?
After leaving the restaurant, Wei Chuan suddenly slowed down his pace.
Before Meng Tang could figure out what was going on, he was dragged into a 24-hour convenience store.
"Do you want to eat anything else?" Wei Chuan turned to ask her.
Meng Tang shook his head: "We just finished dinner, what else do we want to eat?"
Wei Chuan went straight to the cashier. Meng Tang was stunned when he saw him reaching out to take a box of something. Why did it look so much like condoms?
Wei Chuan paid the bill, stuffed his things into his bag, and smiled at Meng Tang: "Let's go."
Meng Tang walked stiffly for a moment, then cautiously asked, "What did you buy?"
Wei Chuan cleared his throat uncomfortably: "I didn't buy anything. You'll know when you go upstairs."
The hotel was just a few hundred meters ahead. Meng Tang suddenly leaned over a tree on the street that was hung with colorful lights and said,
"How about we go shopping some more?"
"What are you shopping for?" Wei Chuan felt the passage of time every minute and every second. There were people everywhere outside, and he just wanted to spend a few minutes quietly with Meng Tang. "Hurry up, it's already eight o'clock, an hour is not enough."
"Cough cough..." Meng Tang's face turned pale and he choked on his own saliva.
Not even an hour?
"What's wrong?" Wei Chuan stepped forward, hugged her, and patted her back gently. "Are you feeling better?"
Meng Tang stiffened his body and distanced himself from him.
Wei Chuan followed her confusedly and hugged her again: "What's wrong?"
Meng Tang shook his head, not knowing what to say.
They are now serious boyfriend and girlfriend. She understands Wei Chuan has physical needs, but is it too fast?
She's not ready yet.
After a while, the two returned to the hotel.
Meng Tang's mind was blank all the way from the lobby to the room.
After swiping the card and opening the door, Meng Tang suddenly felt a tightness around his waist, and then his whole body was pressed behind the door panel.
"What are you going to do?" Meng Tang asked anxiously.
Wei Chuan reached into his pocket to find the things he had bought. Meng Tang panicked even more and raised his hand to hold his wrist: "Don't take it out."
She was wrong, she shouldn't have come to watch his game.
Wei Chuan shook his wrist: "Let go."
"I won't let go." Meng Tang was about to cry, "What are you going to do? I'm not ready yet."
Wei Chuan was stunned: "What preparations?"
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