"Huh? I'm not looking for a place to eat anymore."
"go home!"
Yan Chuyang: "..."
****
Under Yan Chuyang's stalking, Wei Qing still took a picture and asked his personal doctor to come over and look at it for him.
"Uh..." The doctor looked at the X-ray, examined it, and said seriously, "Mr. Wei, your leg is very healthy."
Wei Qing's face darkened: "How is it possible? A doctor said that I can't do strenuous exercise, otherwise I will be disabled."
The doctor was stunned for a moment and then suddenly raised his head and laughed: "Hahahaha! That's ridiculous, how is it possible that a leg like yours, let alone strenuous exercise, will not be disabled even if you keep bouncing every day."
Wei Qing collapsed on the back of the sofa, his eyes flickering.
Yan Chuyang leaned over sympathetically, patted the man's shoulder and said, "Wei Qing...you, did you give up your dream that you have held on to for more than ten years so easily because you were tricked by a charlatan?"
Wei Qing squeezed out a word between his teeth: "Get lost."
Yan Chuyang wanted to hold back, but when he saw Wei Qing's tense face, he couldn't hold back, and couldn't control himself from laughing.
This is too funny, Wei Qing, who has always been decisive and full of self-confidence, was deceived by an old man when he was young, and gave up his dream in despair.
Hahahaha, this should be the funniest joke he has heard this year.
The doctor looked at Yan Chuyang and laughed, shrugging his shoulders and laughing too.
Wei Qing was alone, listening to the unscrupulous laughter of the two with a livid face, he wanted to kill someone.
****
Yan Chuyang has been in a full state of painting these past few days.
After messing around with Wei Qing, he obviously recovered a bit.
I am in a better mood, I am not so anxious and irritable, and I am not eager for quick success when painting, and my level naturally improves.
The ordinary life is so unhurried, and there is still no progress in the attack on Wei Qing. Not only is there no progress, Wei Qing will pop up the mantra from time to time to stimulate him: "You are my brother!" , I should be nice to you."
Whenever this time, Yan Chuyang wanted to find a wall to hit. The person he likes not only doesn't like you, but also treats you like his own brother, which is too frustrating.
After class in the afternoon, Yan Chuyang packed his schoolbag and was about to go out when his cell phone rang suddenly.
"Hello?"
"Chuyang, it's me." Song Huaiqi's deep voice came from the other end of the phone.
Yan Chuyang was stunned for a moment, and quickly said, "Senior, do you have anything to do with me?"
"I want to ask, did you participate in the International Comics Contest?"
"Yeah." The boy nodded, "I'm preparing now, the competition will be held in June."
"Then do you have time now? I have something to tell you."
Yan Chuyang was stunned for a moment and said, "Can't we talk on the phone?" He still wanted to go home and have dinner with Wei Qing.
"It's about the comic exhibition competition. I want to discuss it with you face to face."
Yan Chuyang snorted, "Okay then, where are you now, I'll go right away."
“Maple Leaf Cafe on Budong Road.”
"good."
After finishing speaking, Yan Chuyang hurriedly hung up the phone and rushed to Budong Road.
"Drink some water." Song Huaiqi pushed the cup towards Yan Chuyang's hand and said, "Are you in a hurry on the way? You are breathing heavily."
"No." Yan Chuyang took a sip from his cup and said, "There was a traffic jam on the road, so I got out of the taxi and ran for a while."
Song Huaiqi hummed, and suddenly said: "I heard that you participated in this comic exhibition competition. If you win, you will have the opportunity to visit and learn from the best comic studio in Japan."
"That's right!" Yan Chuyang put down the cup, nodded with glowing eyes, "Visiting and studying at Ghibli's studio in Japan, this has been my dream ever since I learned manga."
"That's good." Song Huaiqi's eyes were gentle, and after a moment of silence, he suddenly said, "If you go, I might be able to be with you."
"One piece?" Yan Chuyang was shocked, "Senior, you also participated in the competition?"
"No." Song Huaiqi shook his head, "Our company is the partner of this competition, and I'm an investor, so I also have this opportunity to go to Japan to participate in the finals with the contestants."
"That's great!" Yan Chuyang said with a smile, "I also thought that if I really made it to the finals and went to Japan alone, I would not be able to handle it because I couldn't speak."
Song Huaiqi smiled gently: "Don't worry, I have worked in Japan for several years and can be your guide."
Yan Chuyang scratched the back of his head, "Actually, we may not be able to enter the finals yet, and going to Japan is still unknown."
Song Huaiqi's eyes darkened: "I believe in you, you have always had this ability."
Yan Chuyang's scalp tightened under his stare, he lowered his eyes to avoid the man's sight and said, "No matter what the result is, I will definitely work hard."
This is the best way for him to prove himself, no matter what, he doesn't want to disappoint Wei Qing.
After chatting with Song Huaiqi for a while, it was already dark. Song Huaiqi wanted to invite him to dinner, but Yan Chuyang shied away and said that he wanted to go back to painting early, and the two went home separately.
Opening the door, the living room was quiet, Yan Chuyang changed into his slippers and walked to the refrigerator, habitually took an ice cream from the freezer, turned around, and took a sharp breath when he saw a cloud of shadows on the sofa.
"You're scaring me to death!" After seeing who it was, the boy sighed, pulled on his slippers, walked over to Wei Qing and sat down next to Wei Qing, saying, "Why did you hear me knock on the door when you were at home and didn't speak? I thought you weren't here."
Wei Qing sat with his long legs crossed, raised his hand and looked at his watch expressionlessly, and said, "I called Wei Yuan, and he said that you left school at five o'clock in the afternoon, and it is now seven thirty in the evening. Yan Chuyang, where have you been for these two and a half hours?"
"Eh..." Yan Chuyang was stunned and said, "A senior asked me out, and I had a cup of coffee with him."
"Just a cup of coffee?"
"That's right." As he spoke, the boy scooped up a spoonful of ice cream and wanted to put it in his mouth, but he was stopped halfway.