Chapter 32
Shen Che was sitting in his office working, and he coughed violently when he received Xing Zhao's text message.
Xing Zhao has been paying too much attention to the LuDa Academy of Fine Arts these days, but it is true that this competition is very important to ARKI.
This should be a way to control the health status of the contestants in advance to prevent accidents on the eve of the competition.
Cherish talents and be thoughtful in everything. It should be said, otherwise Xing Zhao is the boss, right?
If Xing Zhao knew that Shen Che thought this way, he would probably think, why not Shen Che's secretary do a good job?
He can always find a suitable reason for his boss no matter what he does. Shen Che's emotional intelligence is indeed high. Having this guy by his side has saved him a lot of time working over the years.
He used to do everything himself, but later Shen Che would screen all the projects before showing them to him.
The projects chosen by Shen Che were basically problem-free, and it was precisely because of this that Xing Zhao felt that he had the ability to be independent.
If it is a lack of capital, Xing Zhao can fill this hole for Shen Che.
Xing Zhao is not short of money, but he lacks someone who can assist him in his work. Shen Che is doing a good job, so he is naturally willing to pay the corresponding money to train him.
After Xing Zhao sent the voice message, he saw that Wei Ge had already run into the teaching building and disappeared.
How can you stay up late and not come back? Staying up late is harmful to your health. Health is the most important thing.
We have to find a way to keep this child healthy.
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Wei Ge walked to the pre-selected position in the studio. Although it was a lucky find, this position was really not bad. It was at the innermost part of the entire studio, and the drawing board faced the corner of the wall.
Normally, studios should be separated. Luda Academy of Fine Arts does have independent studios, but they are basically occupied for a long time.
The studio claims that all bookings must be made through the cloud, but there is also a rule that seniors have worked hard to prepare for the postgraduate entrance exams, so they have the right to choose in advance.
Once this regulation came out, it basically excluded all lower grade students from having the right to use independent art studios.
Creation is a very private thing, but if conditions don’t allow it, I’ll just do whatever I can.
Wei Ge put the bag aside. There were too many things in it, and they all looked delicious. However, he was not in the mood to eat at the moment. The things he wanted to draw were already coming out of his mind.
When Wei Ge finished painting and felt hungry, there was almost no one left in the studio.
There were a few dim lights on in the classroom.
The light is shone on the canvas, and the easel light will turn on when there is someone in the area, and the light will turn off when the person leaves.
It means most people have left.
Wei Ge looked at the painting above, scanned it into his mobile phone using the one-click scanning function in the cloud, and saved it. He glanced at the time and saw that it was already one o'clock in the morning.
There are several unread messages on the phone.
[Uncle Xing]: Will you come back tonight?
It's too late, but if I call a taxi, there should be one. I don't have many classes tomorrow morning, so I don't need to go back immediately.
However, Xing Zhao should have been asleep at this moment. Wei Ge was afraid that his message would wake Xing Zhao up, so he did not reply.
He put away the painting he had drawn, bent down to pick up the food on the ground, and called a taxi online while walking out.
In fact, Luda Academy of Fine Arts is not that far away, but maybe because there is no nightlife in the whole Lushui, it is still a bit difficult to call a taxi in the middle of the night.
Wei Ge walked to the school gate. Although he had a dormitory, there were no quilts and pillows in the dormitory. If he went back to the dormitory at this time, he would have to sleep together with his roommates.
First, I felt a little embarrassed. After all, I had never shared a bed with another man in my life.
Except for Xing Zhao that night.
Secondly, it’s not good to disturb my roommates. Although we have eaten together a few times, to be honest, we are not that familiar with each other.
There’s nothing wrong with playing together on a regular basis, but when something really happens, I still feel embarrassed to disturb you.
Wei Ge put his phone aside, and the taxi-hailing interface was still displayed on the phone.
If I don’t feel hungry, I’ll be letting my stomach down.
Wei Ge's stomach growled and he squatted on the ground to rummage through the bag of food. He didn't know if it was a coincidence or if Xing Zhao was just too attentive.
Almost everything he bought was what Wei Ge liked, but Uncle Xing never asked him what he liked to eat.
Wei Ge sat cross-legged on the ground, opened a sandwich and took a few bites.
I have to say that this bread is definitely not on the same level as the one that Xing Zhao took away. It has a richer taste and distinct layers.
The thick egg crab stick tuna is also served with a non-greasy sauce. I don’t know what it is exactly, but it tastes like a mixture of Thousand Island dressing and mustard.
The most important thing is that now that the sandwich is cold, it's not greasy at all.
Wei Ge was eating a sandwich and drinking pearl milk tea while his phone displayed [A taxi is speeding up for you]. Wei Ge looked up at the stars and suddenly felt that the years were peaceful.
This kind of life is so happy. I just finished painting and am eating this delicious food alone in front of the empty school gate. I can also look at the stars. It’s so romantic.
The most important thing is the health of your family.
Ever since Wei Mingzhe recovered from his illness, Wei Ge felt that there was nothing to be afraid of in this world.
Fame, wealth, money and studies are not more important than the health of your parents.
But you still have to take this competition seriously and do your best within your ability. The result is not important, the process is what matters.
Wei Ge swallowed the last bite of his sandwich when a car suddenly stopped in front of him and blinked at him.
Got a taxi?
Wei Ge picked up the paper bag on the ground and walked towards the passenger seat holding his cell phone.
There was no need to look at the license plate number. After all, he was probably the only one taking a taxi in this place so late at night.
Wei Ge opened the passenger door and blurted out the last digit of his cell phone number. The person in the driver's seat was stunned.
Then, Wei Ge heard Xing Zhao's voice coming from the driver's seat: "Do you think I'm your private driver?"
Wei Ge turned around and saw Xing Zhao sitting next to him in a neat suit. It was past one in the morning and Xing Zhao was still awake. He was serving as Wei Ge's private driver in front of the gate of Luda Academy of Fine Arts.
Still wearing a suit.
What hobbies?
The most important thing is that Wei Ge used his mobile phone to call a taxi, but did not reply to Xing Zhao's message. It felt like he was being hit in the face.
Although it is for Xing Zhao's sleep quality, but... does he believe it?
Wei Ge took out his phone and saw that it still displayed "Accelerating taxi for you", so he quickly clicked the cancel button.
Don't accelerate anymore, by the time he finishes accelerating the rocket will have reached the surface of the moon.
"Uncle Xing, why are you at the school gate so late?" Wei Ge turned his head and looked at Xing Zhao and smiled, and his well-behaved and cute expression returned to his previous state.
Wei Ge is the best at being a good boy.
Perhaps fearing Xing Zhao would get angry, Wei Ge added, "I didn't know if your phone was on silent, so I didn't reply. I was afraid you might have just fallen asleep."
Xing Zhao raised his lips, but the curve was not big. He was a little angry just now because this kid didn't go home or reply to messages, but sat at the school gate to watch the stars and eat a sandwich while watching.
They camped directly on the street. What a bold guy!
"Are the stars beautiful?" Xing Zhao turned his head and stared at Wei Ge and asked.
"It's beautiful. The stars are so bright tonight, especially..." Before he could even finish the word "beautiful", Wei Ge shut up, suddenly realizing something was wrong. "When did you get here?"
I've been sitting there for so long, and Xing Zhao has been watching me the whole time?
It always feels so awkward.
"When you didn't reply to my message." Xing Zhao stepped on the accelerator, "I was afraid you couldn't get a taxi when you wanted to come back, so I drove to the school gate to wait for you."
"What if I didn't come out?" Wei Ge looked at Xing Zhao's profile. The dim lights on both sides of the road shone on Xing Zhao's face through the car window, and Xing Zhao's tall nose bridge was reflected in Wei Ge's eyes.
"Then I'll sleep in the car and go straight to work tomorrow morning."
Wei Ge's heart trembled. Those words that Xing Zhao said lightly were like a drumstick hitting every corner of Wei Ge's heart.
Xing Zhao was so good to him that Wei Ge felt he had nothing to give back to Xing Zhao.
This feeling of good fortune ignited Wei Ge's heart again and again. His already flammable nerves had never been extinguished since he met Xing Zhao.
Seeing that Wei Ge didn't react, Xing Zhao subconsciously judged that his behavior might make the child feel a little guilty.
Although he thinks it is natural for elders to care about their juniors, Wei Ge may feel pressured.
Xing Zhao then added: "My seat backrest can be reclined, so sleeping in the car for a night is enjoyable, but if you spend a night looking at the stars at the school gate, it's not that pleasant."
After saying this, Xing Zhao himself was a little surprised. When did he need to explain such things to a child? He always did things in his own way.
It seemed that after getting to know Wei Ge, Xing Zhao began to explain many things, many things that Wei Ge might not have cared about at all.
He is not the kind of person who cares about trivial matters. What could a boy who can sit cross-legged at the school gate and eat a sandwich at one o'clock in the morning care about?
"Do you have classes tomorrow morning?" Xing Zhao changed the subject, probably because he was afraid that Wei Ge would notice his abnormal behavior.
"No, it's still the second quarter."
"good."
The two of them stopped talking, and the carriage fell into silence. However, this silence did not make people feel depressed or awkward. Wei Ge only felt at ease.
It is fun to sit at the school gate and watch the stars, but sitting in the passenger seat of Xing Zhao’s car is another kind of happiness.
Everything Xing Zhao did seemed to be telling Wei Ge that he liked him too.
Even if it is not the same kind of love as Wei Ge's, but a simple love can make Wei Ge happy.
He was too easily satisfied, whether he was eating what he wanted or seeing Wei Mingzhe and Jiang Lin together at the school gate after school.
These little things can make Wei Ge feel happy.
Now there is one more factor that can make him happy.
Wei Ge didn't know when he fell asleep, but he had a very long dream. In the dream, Xing Zhao carried him back to the room. Wei Ge didn't know what was wrong with him, but he just held Xing Zhao tightly and refused to let go.
Xing Zhao was held tightly by Wei Ge Xiong and could not move. Finally, Wei Ge pulled him onto the bed.
Wei Ge felt that this dream was very real and he should have more of this kind of dream.
In the dream, Xing Zhao's smell and touch were so real, as if he was really by her side, holding her tightly in his arms.
It was not until he woke up the next day that Wei Ge felt something hard under his hand.
He opened his eyes and saw that neither he nor Xing Zhao had changed their clothes. Wei Ge's body was pressed tightly against Xing Zhao, with his hand just on Xing Zhao's chest.
I have to say that he should have exercised.
Wei Ge shook off the thoughts in his mind that shouldn't have appeared at this moment, and his face flushed when he came to his senses.
"Xing...Uncle Xing, why are you in my bed?"
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