Chapter 177: Junior School Girl
Lu Anlan glanced at Xu Yihuan but didn't say anything more.
She just smiled and said, "Okay, I know. I'll think about whether I should go back for May Day."
Lu Anlan's voice was very sweet, and no matter what she said, it made people feel as if their anger disappeared in an instant.
Grandpa Tan just grunted twice.
"Whatever, don't make it sound like I'm begging you to come back."
After finishing his sentence, Mr. Tan angrily hung up the phone.
Lu Anlan was used to her grandfather always being like this, but then she suddenly remembered something and looked at Xu Yihuan with bright eyes.
"Huanhuan, is what my grandpa said true?"
"My brother is taking you home for the holiday?"
Xu Yihuan forced a smile and said, "Oh right, your brother did mention this to me."
Lu Anlan's gaze immediately changed, and he patted Xu Yihuan's shoulder: "Baby Huanhuan, you're doomed. Now you can't run away even if you want to."
They grew up together, how could they not know Tan Zhixu?
If you didn't really like someone so much, why would you bring them home?
Xu Yihuan was confused: "Huh?"
Lu Anlan shook her head: "It's nothing."
"By the way, although that old man is a businessman, he loves to pretend to be cultured. You can ask your dad to buy him a traditional Chinese ink painting for 9.9 yuan as a gift. He won't be able to tell the difference anyway."
Upon hearing this, Xu Yihuan's lips twitched: "Really...really?"
However, when it comes to ink painting, she does have someone in her heart...
...
"Sure, which one do you want?"
In the coffee shop, Xu Yihuan sat facing a blue-haired monster.
Although the blue-haired monster has blue hair, its facial expression is as arrogant as that of a Persian cat.
Its big, bright cat eyes blinked as it looked at Xu Yihuan in front of it.
Xu Yihuan tilted her head: "Whatever, anything from Meng Jian is fine."
Master Meng's works couldn't possibly be wrong, could they?
Sheng Yuhuai thought for a moment and then pulled up a picture on his phone.
He pushed the phone in front of Xu Yihuan: "Is this okay?"
Xu Yihuan looked at the screen, which displayed a traditional Chinese ink painting of the Preface to the Pavilion of Prince Teng, with Meng Jian's seal in the corner.
Unlike the commonly used square seals, this is a round seal with a small inscription on it. It's not very clear through the screen, but you can vaguely tell that it should be the small characters of the Preface to the Pavilion of Prince Teng.
Unlike traditional black and white ink paintings, the sunset is red, and the autumn water reflects the sunset in a reddish hue. Yet, a wild duck flapping its wings on the water becomes the only dynamic life in this vast land.
It's spectacular, even through the screen.
"Is this painting alright?" Xu Yihuan asked Sheng Yuhuai, looking up at him.
Sheng Yuhuai put away his phone and replied arrogantly, "Why not? Huanhuan, you wait, I'll get it for you sooner or later."
Xu Yihuan pursed her lips and solemnly promised, "Thank you. If you need anything in the future, please feel free to contact me."
Sheng Yuhuai waved his hand and smiled nonchalantly: "Old Meng has quite a lot of stuff, it's alright. Once I've learned how to draw it, I'll just draw a couple more for him to take back."
Xu Yihuan burst out laughing at his joke.
"Alright, then I'll trouble you, great painter."
Sheng Yuhuai waved his hand, just about to boast again, when Xu Yihuan's phone rang.
Before Xu Yihuan could say anything, her phone rang. She glanced at the contact and didn't answer.
Looking out to the side, I saw a familiar Volkswagen parked in front of the coffee shop with its hazard lights flashing.
Xu Yihuan realized something, stood up and said goodbye to Sheng Yuhuai: "Then I'll leave this matter to you. I have something to do, so I'll be leaving now."
Sheng Yuhuai waved obediently at Xu Yihuan: "Bye-bye, Sister Huanhuan."
If the people at the China Academy of Art were to see that their school's troublemaker could also have such a well-behaved side, they would be quite astonished.
Xu Yihuan walked straight to the car, opened the door, and got in.
Tan Zhixu was wearing a thin black sweatshirt with the sleeves rolled up, revealing his strong arms.
The veins on his forearm, which was gripping the steering wheel, were bulging, making him look very strong.
He casually tilted his head and, seeing Xu Yihuan sit down, immediately said, "Oh, baby, your date with someone else behind my back is over?"
Xu Yihuan: ...
Here we go again, resorting to sarcastic remarks.
"Our Huanhuan is so popular, I..."
Before he could finish speaking, his phone rang again, interrupting him.
Tan Zhixu consciously shut up and looked at Xu Yihuan.
Xu Yihuan answered the phone.
"Hey, what's wrong?"
He saw the call from Jiang Jinnan.
His baby is really popular.
Tan Zhixu listlessly twirled his phone, obediently waiting for Xu Yihuan to finish her call.
He received a message on his phone and replied to it casually.
She was a freshman girl from the first year of college who was asked by his teacher to mentor him when he was leading a team in a competition.
When I opened the message, wow, it was quite a difficult calculation problem.
Tan Zhixu got interested and casually opened his memo app to start calculating.
Once I start calculating, I lose track of time.
After calculating the answer and sending it to his junior, he didn't know how much time had passed. In any case, when he came to his senses, he saw Xu Yihuan staring at him.
Tan Zhixu put away his phone and smiled as he moved closer to Xu Yihuan.
"Huanhuan is really popular! Two boys have been asking her out in a row. I'm getting jealous!"
Xu Yihuan sneered twice and poked Tan Zhixu's chest with her finger: "Of course I'm popular, so you've gotten a great deal by talking about me, you know that?! Hurry up and go back to your bed and secretly rejoice!"
"It's best not to do anything suspicious or underhanded, otherwise..."
As Xu Yihuan spoke, her gaze shifted downwards, landing between Tan Zhixu's legs.
Tan Zhixu's brow twitched, and he subconsciously softened his previously imposing posture.
He continued, "Slandering someone again? Is there anyone in this world more innocent than me?"
Xu Yihuan snorted twice and remained silent.
She saw it all; the person chatting with Tan Zhixu was a pink anime girl avatar.
It can't possibly be for macho men, right?
...
Pei Yuli stayed in the hospital for almost a week. Even though his injuries were almost healed, he was not discharged. Sometimes he would even stay out all night.
At this time of day, I'm unusually in the hospital.
Pei Yuli leaned against the hospital bed, his expression completely back to normal.
"I'm still wounded, and you're making me go drinking? You really are the kind of person who's going to squeeze every last drop out of me."
"The evil of bureaucratic capitalism."
Pei Yuli's lips were red and thin as he softly uttered those words, which did indeed have a hint of accusation.
Jiang Tingbai has stopped pretending and is now sitting on the sofa with an air of nonchalance.
Looking at Pei Yuli's expression, he smiled and said, "I must say, you and your sister do look quite alike."
Pei Yuli immediately became cautious.
What are you trying to say?
"Let me tell you, don't even think about making any moves on Tangtang. She doesn't like people as young as you."
Jiang Tingbai raised an eyebrow in surprise: "What? You mean Pei Yutang?"
"Pei Yutang is alright, she's just average-looking and has a rather dramatic personality."
"I'm talking about Xu Yihuan. Don't you think she has a great personality? It's just a pity that such a beautiful flower was snatched up by Tan Zhixu."
"Tsk."
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