Seeing his eyelashes trembling faster and faster, Wei Qing couldn't bear to bother him anymore. Tomorrow's game is so important, let him sleep more.
"Okay." Wei Qing touched the boy's frowning brows, and said softly, "If you don't want to say it, don't say it, I won't bother you anymore."
After finishing speaking, the man lowered his body, kissed his soft lips, and said hoarsely, "Good night."
After pulling the quilt for Yan Chuyang, Wei Qing stood up, walked out lightly.
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Seven o'clock in the morning.
Yan Chuyang was woken up by the alarm clock he set.
The moment he opened his eyes, the boy's heart skipped a beat. Today is the manga exhibition competition, the day he wants to prove himself to Wei Qing.
ah! ! ! nervous!
If he wins, he can pay back the money that Wei Qing once donated to him, and there will be no relationship between giving and being given such sympathy and charity between the two of them.
He can pursue him without psychological burden.
Yan Chuyang let out a long breath, thinking with magnificent feelings, today is destined to be an extraordinary day.
After washing up in the bathroom, Wei Qing had already put breakfast on the table.
Yan Chuyang wiped his wet face with a towel, walked to the dining table and said, "You woke up very early today."
Wei Qing hummed heavily, took the towel from the boy's hand, wiped his wet hair and said, "You don't have a competition, I'm afraid you're short on time, so I got up at 5:30 to prepare breakfast. "
Yan Chuyang's heart palpitated, and he twisted his fingers on the dining table and preached: "The game time is ten o'clock, and it's only past seven o'clock now, so there's no rush."
"I want you to eat early if you're not in a hurry, I'm afraid you'll be nervous."
The boy's ears turned red, his head drooped and he said, "Thank you."
"Don't get me wrong." Wei Qing snorted coldly, "I'm not being nice to you, I just think you're the one I married in, if I lose the game so badly and let others know, I won't be ashamed .”
Yan Chuyang's eyes darkened, his shoulders relaxed, and he said in a low voice, "Don't worry, I won't embarrass you."
"Let's eat." Wei Qing threw the towel in his hand on the coffee table next to him, sat down beside the boy and said, "The energy of the game is very important, you must eat more."
Yan Chuyang hummed, picked up his chopsticks and started eating.
Wei Qing stood up, scooped up a bowl of soup for him and put it in his hand, then sat down and began to peel the shrimp for the boy.
Yan Chuyang likes to eat seafood very much, but he is impatient when doing things. When eating shrimp, he will peel it in a mess, and throw the shrimp shell into his mouth without peeling off the shell.
On weekdays, he would not help Yan Chuyang with these things, he just knew that he was going to compete today, although the boy didn't say anything, Wei Qing could tell that he was very nervous and anxious.
He couldn't share his anxiety, so he could only try to make him feel comfortable about such small things.
"Don't peel it for me." Yan Chuyang looked at the peeled shrimp meat piled up in the bowl, and frowned, "There are so many, enough for me to eat, and the rice is cold, so you can eat it quickly."
"I'll eat later." As he spoke, Wei Qing stood up, took a wet towel from the table and wiped his hands, and said, "I'll go upstairs and pack your backpack for you, are all your things still upstairs? ?”
Yan Chuyang nodded: "My entry letter for the competition and some documents are on the bedside table. You can see them as soon as you go in. Please put them away for me and put them in your bag."
Wei Qing nodded, turned around and walked upstairs.
When he woke up in the morning, in order to prevent Wei Qing from discovering the birthday present he bought for him, Yan Chuyang took out the belt from his backpack and hid it in the cabinet. Some odds and ends in the bag were dumped on the cabinet.
When Wei Qing came in, he saw a bunch of things scattered on the table.
Tissues, ID, admission letter, a few paintbrushes and change.
The man sighed, frowned helplessly, picked up the backpack on the bed and unzipped it, and began to sort the objects on the table into different mezzanines in the bag one by one.
While packing up, the admission letter at hand suddenly came into view.
Wei Qing casually opened the admission letter, wanting to see if there was a photo of Yan Chuyang inside, but just after opening it, a line of competition investment company introductions under the admission ticket suddenly came into view.
Among the investors of dozens of companies, large and small, it is written impressively in the bottom line of introduction.
Competition partner: "Dingsheng Real Estate" Company legal person: Song Huaiqi.
Song Huaiqi
Wei Qing's pupils shrank suddenly, and his fingers tightened instantly as he pinched the ticket.
***
When Wei Qing went downstairs with his bag, Yan Chuyang had already finished his meal and was sitting nervously on the sofa thinking about the painting theme that might be presented in today's competition.
Hearing the sound of footsteps, the boy turned his head, frowned and looked at Wei Qing and said, "Why did you come down now? I'm so anxious to death. It's past eight o'clock, and you have been packing for half an hour."
Saying that, Yan Chuyang stood up from the sofa, walked quickly to Wei Qing's side, and raised his hand to get the backpack in the man's hand, but Wei Qing held it very tightly, and he pulled it without moving it.
"What are you doing?" Yan Chuyang looked up in astonishment, tugged at the backpack again and said, "Give me the bag, I want to check if I have everything."
"Yan Chuyang?" Wei Qing stared at him, and suddenly said, "Song Huaiqi's company is among the partners in this competition, do you know?"
The boy froze for a moment, nodded and said, "I know, Dingsheng Real Estate, the senior mentioned it to me."
"Heh." Wei Qing sneered, "He's a real estate guy, why would he suddenly invest in some comic exhibition drawing competition for no reason? He knows you're participating, and he's investing money in this competition because of you, right?"
"What!" Yan Chuyang's complexion changed, and he argued anxiously, "The senior wants to go to Japan. He said that he is very interested in the comic exhibition and wants to go to the Japanese manga studio. He told me a few days ago Speaking of which, I am looking forward to going to Japan with the participants after the competition.”
"Go to Japan?"
"Yes." Yan Chuyang pursed his lips and said, "Didn't I tell you that the winner of this competition will not only get a high bonus, but also have the opportunity to go to Japan and visit the best manga there studio."