Meng Sheng gave him a thumbs-up in surprise. "Seven languages, that's impressive! How did you learn so many?"
Pei Sui said, "I learned most languages deliberately and seriously. When I was studying abroad and learning international law, court moot competitions involved speaking in several languages, and I was required to switch between them fluently.
I also took Japanese lessons with a teacher, but I learned Korean entirely on my own. I didn't come into contact with the language often, so I didn't have the opportunity to consolidate my knowledge, so I'm just doing it so-so."
Meng Sheng was dumbfounded.
She could imagine how busy Pei Sui was with his schoolwork when he was a student, and how full his time was.
How hard is it, or how can you shine as a top student among a group of students.
It's unbelievable.
Thousands of words finally came together to form the word "cow".
She asked out of genuine curiosity, "Don't your classmates hate you for being so curly?"
Pei Sui smiled. "My class was full of foreigners. They just loved freedom. They kept their distance between study and play. They had no idea what a paper roll meant."
"That's a pity. You're the only one rolling. How lonely you must be." Meng Sheng said "tsk".
Pei Sui raised his eyebrows, a rare hint of teasing and mockery in his eyes, "You're not alone either. Do you want to learn? I'll start with Japanese. Japanese isn't difficult, just like our Chinese pinyin. It's easy once you learn the phonetic symbols."
Hearing this, Meng Sheng frowned, subconsciously leaned to the side, and looked at him in horror.
"What do you mean? You're going to roll me up now? I don't want to! Didn't you hear what I just said about shadows?"
Pei Sui held her hand, the smile on his face deepening. "What's wrong? I'm not your brother, so my teaching method is definitely different from his. Just learn slowly. You seem to be a good learner."
Meng Sheng laughed at him, "So you want to be a teacher? Didn't the Law Department of Peking University invite you to teach there? I'll ask for you."
"I've been invited, but I don't want to go. It's troublesome." Pei Sui pinched her palm as a punishment.
The answer was also concise and to the point, and he concluded with, "I am willing to teach you."
Meng Sheng looked at him teasingly, "Being an attorney and a boyfriend isn't enough for you, and now you want a teacher-student relationship?"
Pei Sui couldn't help but laugh when he heard that. He held both of her hands in his palms and tried to reason with her, "Isn't it good to learn another language? You don't have to suffer the loss of not understanding it."
Meng Sheng curled his lips. He was really physically and mentally repulsed by the idea of learning a foreign language.
Almost blurted out, "Isn't this you?"
She doesn't want to learn that damn Japanese.
Isn't this just looking for trouble and torture?
She won't do it!
Pei Sui was stunned by her sudden words.
This sentence seems to have a hint of the future. He will be in her future.
So, what’s wrong with not learning Japanese?
After all, I have him as my backer and as my fallback.
What's so scary about her?
Pei Sui slowly turned his head and looked at her deeply.
Meng Sheng was stunned for a moment by his gaze, and somewhat unable to bear the scorching heat reflected in his eyes, he asked in confusion, "What's wrong?"
As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly leaned over, hooked his fingers under her chin, lowered his head and pecked her lips, perhaps because he felt it was not enough and could not vent the heat in his chest.
He reached out and clasped the back of her head, deepening the kiss.
Finally, he bit her lips and responded hoarsely, "Well, no, I don't want to learn. It's okay if I don't learn as long as I'm here."
Meng Sheng opened his eyes wide in shock and subconsciously glanced at the driver in front of him.
The driver happened to be looking at the rearview mirror, and their eyes met in the mirror.
She was stunned for a moment, forced an awkward smile on her face, slowly looked away, slowly raised her hand, and pinched the man's waist next to her hard.
"hiss……"
She used all her strength, and the slight pain made him take a deep breath. He held her hand with his backhand. Tai Ruo asked naturally, "What's wrong?"
Meng Sheng let him hold her hand, snorted softly, and warned, "Lawyer Pei, be careful about the impact, don't do this in public..."
Pei Sui said confidently, "In the car, it's not a public place."
"There are outsiders here? Aren't you afraid..."
“He’s a professional.”
Pei Sui was very relaxed, his face not blushing or his heart beating, and he looked nonchalant. He even moved his long legs into a comfortable position and raised his eyebrows happily, "We are a real couple."
True gold fears no fire.
“…”
Meng Sheng raised his other hand and pinched his face, pretending to be fierce and said, "Lawyer Pei is worthy of being a lawyer. He is very eloquent."
Pei Sui smiled and thought she was so cute.
A strong urge to kiss her surged in my chest again, but I held it back because she was too shy.
He took her hand away from her face, kissed the back of her hand, and then held it in his palm.
Trying to temporarily soothe the passion in my heart in this way.
After arriving at the hotel, the two of them tidied up briefly. Meng Sheng put on some makeup and didn't rest for long before meeting up with Joanna and the others, and also said hello to the director of Senlai.
At seven o'clock, the group took a car to a high-end Japanese restaurant.
There were four tables of the same size in the medium-sized banquet hall. When they arrived, five managers from AxisGallry were already in the private room.
As well as the president and chairman of the academic committee of the Tokyo Art Association, and leaders of two art academies.
Three translators were also brought from Tokyo.
and students who were invited to submit papers and accepted.
There were so many people meeting that there were almost thirty people in the private room.
The introductions and greetings alone took almost half an hour, but as to whether I remembered all the more than 20 words, that is hard to say.
Meng Sheng thought he had a good memory, but he was still a little confused when there were so many people greeting each other in a somewhat chaotic manner.
She only remembered a few names and matched them with a few faces.
As for the rest, I’m afraid I’ll have to wait until tomorrow’s meeting to strengthen my memory.
After the greetings, everyone started to take their seats.
Meng Sheng, Pei Sui, and several museum directors and presidents, a total of twelve people, sat at the main table, and the rest sat at the side table.
After taking their seats, AxisGallry's director Ryu Ishikawa was the first to stand up, raise his glass, and say some polite words, in which he borrowed a famous Chinese saying, "Isn't it a pleasure to have friends coming from afar?"
Pei Sui translated in a low voice beside Meng Sheng, and everyone stood up, raised their glasses, took a sip, and sat down again.
The meal lasted more than two hours. Everyone was a respectable person and the atmosphere was not very lively, but very harmonious.
During the whole process, no work was mentioned, just a casual chat. In the middle, he mentioned a few words about the schedule of the academic discussion meeting in the next three days. After checking with everyone and confirming that it was correct, he changed the subject.
In just over two hours, the relationship between the more than 30 people in the private room was brought much closer.
They all seemed like old friends who had known each other for ten or eight years.
After the dinner, the representative from Tokyo wanted to take them to sing and get a massage, but Meng Sheng declined.
Mainly because she felt sorry for Pei Sui because he hadn't slept much all day and had just drunk several glasses of liquor.
Moreover, the massage these men talk about may not be pure massage, it may be a sexual service.
She said this, and no one on Lawson's side objected. They all got up early in the morning, had meetings in the afternoon, and socialized in the evening. They were as busy as spinning tops and were so tired and exhausted.
Now that I've had a few drinks, I just want to have a good sleep so as not to affect tomorrow's opening ceremony.
Since so many people agreed and the people in Tokyo didn't force it, the matter was left unresolved.
Meng Sheng and Pei Sui's luxurious top-level suite was on the top floor of the 72nd floor. Pei Sui booked it with his own money, at a five-figure price per night.
It is expensive, but the view is great. Standing on the balcony, you can overlook the entire night view of Tokyo.
Even the moon hanging in the sky seems to be within reach.
The tall buildings in the distance were dotted with lights. Meng Sheng leaned on the railing, and the neon lights reflected tiny spots of light in her eyes.
The wind blew her doubtful hair to her cheeks. She raised her hands and tucked them behind her ears, her wrist bones revealing a delicate curve under the light.
The thin strings of the suspender skirt clung lightly to the white shoulders, like two traces left by moonlight. The satin skirt was lifted by the evening breeze, sticking to the calves and then floating away, as light as breathing.
The hustle and bustle of this city is like a never-ending feast, but a circle of gentle silence lingers around her, as if the elegant and beautiful white magnolia is blooming silently in the darkness.
Pei Sui saw this scene when he came out of the bathroom.
His steps suddenly stopped, and his eyes seemed to be completely glued at this moment, staring at her figure motionlessly.
Her charm is a very peaceful and quiet power, like a jade polished by time, glowing gently.
Pei Sui suppressed the excitement in his heart, tried his best to walk lightly, walked to the coffee table, picked up his cell phone, and returned to the place where he had just stood.
I turned on the camera and captured her enchanting beauty forever in the photo.
After taking the photo, he even clicked into the album to take a look.
There is no need for any photo editing or filters. The moon with silver light is hanging not far away, but it is not as dazzling as hers.
He immediately set her photo as the background image of his WeChat chat box.
After confirming it, he felt that no matter how much he looked at it, it was not enough. After thinking about it, he set it as wallpaper. He did not change the lock screen, which was originally the sea picture that came with the system.
The main reason is that he doesn’t want to show such a sexy and beautiful Meng Sheng to other people.
It was enough for him to watch alone.
After everything was set up, he put down his phone, slowly walked to the balcony, hugged her from behind, bent his waist slightly, and rested his chin on her shoulders casually.
He asked in a low voice, "It's still a little chilly at night, isn't it cold?"
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