Chapter 95
In late autumn and early winter, the wind is fierce.
There are two huge floor-to-ceiling glass windows on both sides of the warehouse, and the not-so-dazzling light falls on You Mian's shoulders.
You Mian was quickly sketching a preliminary draft of the sculpture for the Star Cup Final on paper. When he lowered his head, the curly hair on his forehead gathered at an angle, blocking the light from falling into his eyes.
The boy's amber eyes are extremely serious, and only in the sunlight can a hint of tender green show through them, making them as beautiful as a colorful and gorgeous pebble.
In the quiet sculpture room, the screen of You Mian's mobile phone, which was placed in her backpack and turned to silent mode, would light up from time to time.
But at this moment, You Mian was concentrating on sketching and was oblivious to the situation outside.
It was not until the sunlight began to shine obliquely on the walls that the intermittent rustling of pencils with a slight echo in the warehouse finally stopped.
After the preliminary draft was completed, You Mian put down his brush and swept it away with a satisfied expression.
Smooth and beautiful piano music came from the headset. Accompanied by the clear and pleasant pure music, You Mian kept examining the pencil sketch.
When he could hardly find anything to modify, You Mian finally took off his headset.
Only then did he notice the cell phone screen that kept lighting up in his backpack.
But there was not much surprise on You Mian's face, because so many people contacted him in the past two days, some of whom offered comfort and encouragement.
You Mian opened his phone and saw that among the contacts who had sent messages there were good friends of similar age like Guan Tong, Fang Xiaofeng and Liu Hao, as well as elders like Lin Yuqing and Qin Lan.
His brows relaxed, and he began to reply to the text messages that had just been ignored one by one.
After replying to everyone except Guan Tong, You Mian finally sent a message to this overly lively child.
The reason for doing this was simply because Guan Tong was too excited.
From the first day the incident was exposed, Guan Tong was so angry that he almost started a quarrel with those who cursed You Mian on Weibo using his big account with millions of followers.
In the end, it was only after You Mian made a phone call that he was able to stop the other party.
Guan Tong was like an overly lively little firecracker, and he spared no effort to help You Mian change public opinion.
You Mian was enveloped by such open kindness, and wanted several times to rub Guan Tong's head as he did before, but he was helpless because the reality did not allow it and he could not do it.
As expected, just after You Mian sent the reply text message, Guan Tong called suddenly.
"Honey?" A loud car horn sounded from Guan Tong's phone. You Mian, who was sitting in the quiet sculpture studio, hummed, "You're outside?"
Guan Tong smiled mysteriously when he heard this, "Yes."
Doubts arose in You Mian's heart.
Guan Tong did not continue to keep the secret, but smiled and said: "We are preparing for an outdoor live broadcast to give fans some benefits. After all, the third episode will be aired soon."
You Mian understood, and said softly, "Be careful."
Guan Tong seemed to be walking. His voice stopped for a few seconds, and then reappeared after a while. "By the way, dear, I saw that the official website of the Xingchen Cup has started selling tickets for the finals. I happen to be free in November, so I will go to support you in person."
You Mian's eyes fell on the sketch on his knees, "Okay."
Guan Tong chuckled, "Don't worry! I will definitely be your best supporter!"
As soon as the words "Best Support" appeared, Guan Tong suddenly changed his words and said, "No, no, I should be the second support. The title of the best one belongs to someone else."
Guan Tong's voice was smiling, with a hint of cute teasing.
You Mian was stunned, and for a moment he didn't have time to understand. He pinched his neck, which was tired from bowing his head for a long time, and asked, "Who is it?"
Guan Tong exclaimed, as if accusing You Mian of being confused at the moment, "Of course it's President Pei!"
You Mian was slightly stunned, then he laughed helplessly.
Although he didn't say anything, the boy seemed to have already agreed with Guan Tong's words in his heart.
Guan Tong said lively: "The news that President Pei and Xiu Ming terminated their cooperation was on the hot search, but it was suppressed after a short time."
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