Chapter 192 Extra 16
The news that Song Suiyang had registered for the National Cultural Relics Restoration Competition soon reached the appraisal team, and Qin Tian asked her to have lunch with him.
"Hey, you didn't see how arrogant the Zheng family is." Her cheeks were bulging with rice. "But your teacher Tong is no pushover. He pissed off Old Deng."
Qin Tian lowered his head to pick up some food, but the corners of his mouth were curled up. She could imagine how irritating he was, and no one had seen it more than her.
Song Suiyue looked up and saw Qin Tian's expression, a look of young love, and she shuddered. This was Qin Tian! She had never imagined she'd see such an expression on her face one day. It seemed the master was not only a master in the field of restoration, but also quite adept in the field of love.
"So I thought, since that's the case, why not let me compete with them? Zheng Rongyan signed up for the ancient ceramic restoration competition, and I signed up for the same one."
Qin Tian hesitated to speak, but finally couldn't help but speak.
"Can you do it? You have to know that this competition represents not only you personally, but also the reputation of the Shanghai Museum."
Although Song Suiyang studied under Tong Zhongyuan, his time there was short. Zheng Bing's granddaughter, on the other hand, had been studying under the master for at least ten of the past twenty years. How could they compare?
"The competition takes seven days to complete, and I can control the progress each day myself. If I encounter any problems, I can contact the master and ask him for off-site guidance. You know, Teacher Tong has very clear ideas and can get to the bottom of any problem immediately. But Lao Deng, he talks incoherently. Even if his own repair skills are very high, teaching is another matter."
Qin Tian was completely annoyed. Doesn't this mean that Tong Zhongyuan will still be allowed to compete? He despised those who only sought fame without making money.
"Then you also have to see if Tong Zhongyuan is willing to be an off-field coach."
Song Suiyang seemed to have just thought of this question and said in shock: "Would he be unwilling? People have already taken advantage of him, and he doesn't want to teach them a lesson?"
"Eat tofu? What kind of tofu?" Qin Tian asked curiously.
Song Suiyang exaggerated the story of Zheng Rongyan knocking on his guest room door and the quarrel.
Qin Tian laughed out loud when he heard Tong Zhongyuan pull out the corner of his clothes. He thought of how he was the same when she first met him, unable to get close to him. If anyone stepped into his aura, he would feel uncomfortable all over.
Song Suiyang was speechless. There was actually a woman like Qin Tian. Her boyfriend was being targeted by another girl, yet she wasn't angry at all and was actually smiling happily. If her boyfriend was harassed, she would definitely fight back. However, they had been dating for over three years, and no one was interested in him, except for her, a rag collector.
In the end, Qin Tian agreed to help her ask Tong Zhongyuan if he was willing to be an off-field coach, but she didn't know whether it would succeed.
Song Suiyang felt that Qin Tian had underestimated his influence. People had come all the way from England for her. It was just a matter of her saying whether they would go through fire and water or not.
"I won't do it."
Tong Zhongyuan refused without even thinking about it.
Qin Tian knew it would be like this. But she couldn't help but say a few words for Song Suiyang.
"You have nothing to do right now, so you're just sitting around at home doing nothing. She'll only ask you for help when she's in trouble."
"Who said I'm okay?" he asked.
Qin Tian choked at his question. Tong Zhongyuan no longer needed to go to the Shanghai Museum after restoring the Yuan blue and white porcelain. Every morning, he did the grocery shopping and cleaned. In the afternoon, London woke up and took care of studio matters online. By the time she got home, dinner was already cooked. Lately, someone had invited her to dinner, but she always turned it down. There was a snail-like young man at home who waited for her to come home for dinner every day.
Housework is always the neglected part of women's predicament. Day after day, it's taken for granted. She wouldn't ask if I did anything besides cooking.
Tong Zhongyuan didn't ask any more questions when he saw she was silent. It wasn't that he didn't want to help Song Suiyang, it was that he was really busy. There were some things he couldn't tell Qin Tian, for fear that if he walked too fast, she would be scared. After what happened with Mu Yanrui, he realized even more clearly that he simply couldn't go back to England to deal with the studio relocation. He couldn't have a two-way relationship with her without any status. Qin Tian was very slow in the relationship between men and women, but he was very sincere to others. What if a man wanted to have feelings for someone, such as losing his phone or getting hurt? What's more, they got together because he was sick. That time, Qin Tian even took off his clothes and helped him wipe his body.
Thinking of this, his heart felt itchy as if a feather had brushed against it.
Qin Tian was cleaning the dishes when someone hugged her waist. She sighed, turned her head and said, "If you want this, you can wash the dishes."
"Let me ask you, why did you take off my clothes when I was sick in Xi'an?"
"Why else? Because you stink! I was afraid you couldn't stand it, so I helped you change your clothes."
"Oh," Tong Zhongyuan's hands wandered around her waist and abdomen, and he whispered softly, "You really don't have any other ideas?"
"Of course—" She paused, remembering the surveillance video she'd secretly filmed of him. She'd only intended to steal his skills, but she'd caught him changing clothes. She didn't know why she'd never deleted it, and occasionally... very occasionally, she'd taken it out to watch a few times.
His hand stopped and he asked, "Of course what?"
"Of course I don't have any other thoughts. Who can be as narcissistic as you and always think that I am interested in you."
She got away with it with a clear conscience.
Unexpectedly, that night, Tong Zhongyuan wanted to exchange childhood photos with her. She opened her phone album for him, which was filled with her childhood photos. Tong Zhongyuan flipped through the album and came across the secretly recorded video.
At first, she didn't recognize it, wondering what it was. As the video started playing, she leaped up to grab the phone. But he was always quick-witted. He stood up, raised his phone, and looked up, laughing as he watched.
"So you've seen it before, no wonder you're so familiar with taking off my clothes."
"Who would have thought you'd take off your clothes in the office!" Qin Tian tried his best but couldn't reach his phone. "I just forgot to delete it!"
Tong Zhongyuan watched the whole process with a smile and returned the phone to her.
"Don't watch videos like this anymore."
"I didn't even look at it—" She put away her phone and retorted in shame and anger. When she looked up, Tong Zhongyuan had already taken off his shirt and was approaching with a malicious smile on his face.
"That recording is too unclear. Can I record a high-definition one for you tonight?"
"Who wants to record your video?! Do you think I'm a pervert?!"
He blocked her lips and murmured, "Really? But I'm a pervert. I want you to record it and put it on your phone. I want you to see me and miss me anytime, anywhere."
From that day on, her phone screen changed to Tong Zhongyuan. Of course, he was wearing clothes.
Qin Tian resumed teaching in the first week after returning from Hangzhou. She didn't see Mu Yanrui in this class. He wasn't a student in the program, just an auditor, so it made sense that he wasn't there. But he hadn't missed a single class since she started, and she hadn't heard from him since returning from Hangzhou, which made her a little worried.
After class, she sent him a message. Ten minutes later, he replied, saying he had found an internship and was already doing it. Only then did she feel relieved.
That night, after returning home, she chatted with Tong Zhongyuan about the incident. Tong Zhongyuan smiled and said it was good, saying it was time to look for a job in her senior year. He then asked her about the other students in her class.
She was just a visiting professor and didn't know much, so she only picked out a few interesting things from class to share with him.
She smiled and told him that in the first class, a boy asked her if she had a boyfriend to help her out. Tong Zhongyuan raised the corner of his mouth and nodded, saying that the children were indeed very thoughtful.
On the second week of classes, she wore her usual formal white shirt and trousers, with her hair tied in a low ponytail. I casually asked, "How is it? Doesn't it look like a teacher?"
Tong Zhongyuan leaned lazily on the bed: "I can't see that. I just think she looks a lot like my wife."
Qin Tian laughed out loud, his bright face shining with the morning light.
"Smooth talk. Well, I'm going to work." She walked to the bed and kissed him on the lips, "See you tonight~"
He kissed her back and said, neither lightly nor heavily, "See you later."
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