The parking space from the library booth to the restaurant is less than 200 meters.
Lin Mian's hands rested on Que Qingyan's shoulders helplessly, like a springbok stuffed in his chest, and the noise of his heartbeat and pulse was uncontrollable.
Her fingertips were trembling slightly, but the nerves paralyzed by alcohol were extremely sensitive at this moment. The man's body temperature was pressed against the palm of his hand through the thin shirt material, and the temperature burned all the way to his face.
Que Qingyan had a pleasant smell, like some kind of refreshing herbal fragrance. Lin Mian froze her head, and didn't dare to get closer to smell it clearly.
If he got any closer, he must have heard his own heartbeat.
For a moment neither of them spoke. Que Qingyan didn't need to speak, but Lin Mian...
She was racking her brains for how to speak.
The night was very dark, the stars were dim, but the lights on the street were bright. From Lin Mian's point of view, under the dappled light and shadow, Que Qingyan's back profile is well-defined, his jaw and neck are tightly curved, and the high-definition shirt collar covers a piece of clarity and abstinence.
Mr. Mu Mian, who is used to drawing beautiful men in cartoons, only has a seven-character mantra left in his head:
... ah ah ah ah! !
Taking a deep breath calmly, Lin Mian kept hypnotizing and brainwashing himself with hot face.
She is drunk.
That's right, the kind that is so drunk that you can't use your brain well.
Being so drunk... It's justifiable to say two nonsense words and do two stupid things.
excusable.
Lin Mian was successfully brainwashed, and her hands on Que Qingyan's shoulders loosened. The night wind was getting colder, but her palms were sweaty.
"Professor Que, Que," she asked in a low voice with a tone of concern brewing, her heart almost jumping out of her nerves, "Are you cold?"
Que Qingyan had her back on her back, and when she heard this, her footsteps paused a little: "What's wrong?"
"I'll do a magic trick for you, okay?"
In the next second, Lin Mian put his head on the back of the man's neck with a blushing face, and put his hands on his shoulders to gently wrap around his neck.
In this position, they couldn't get any closer.
"I," Lin Mian explained in a low voice, stuttering, "I'm wearing a turtleneck sweater now."
"..."
"A heroine, a hero among women, with extraordinary courage and courage."
Bai Jiayi commented brilliantly in sixteen words.
In front of the sink, Lin Mian turned on the hands-free phone, brushing his teeth while listening to the phone. After a while, she closed her eyes in front of the mirror with difficulty, and slowly pressed her forehead against the mirror with her toothbrush in her mouth.
"ah… "
well, think, die...
"And then what?" Bai Jiayi was very excited, bit the apple until it was crunchy, and asked, "What did Que Qingyan say? What did he say?"
"..." Lin Mian recalled with a toothbrush in his mouth, and spoke vaguely: "I didn't say anything."
Bai Jiayi was silent for a second, in disbelief: "How is it possible?"
Lin Mian recalled what happened last night.
Que Qingyan carried her to the parking space of the restaurant. When she got into the car and fastened her seat belt, he leaned over with one hand on the top of the car door.
"I don't care about your temper." The lights in the car were not turned on, and under the dim light, the man's dark eyes looked over for a moment, and his voice was low and pleasant, "Now let's talk about something else."
Bai Jiayi was excited: "Huh?"
"Taking up the professor's words and deeds are inappropriate." Lin Mian's tone remained flat, "He asked me to write a 1,000-word self-criticism and hand it over to him."
"..."
Hold your neck for a thousand-word review...
Lin Mian whispered something, but Bai Jiayi didn't hear clearly: "What?"
She rinsed her mouth and repeated with a blushing face: "...I earned it."
After finishing breakfast, Lin Mian sat in front of the computer, checked his work email, then logged into Weibo and ins, and answered some of the fans' messages.
After finishing everything, she then created a blank word document, a new day, a new review.
Lin Mian had just written a 40,000-word self-criticism, and logically speaking, practice should make perfect for this kind of thing, but now she is facing a blank screen for a long time, and she has encountered difficulties.
After a long time, she typed: I have deeply realized my mistake, I shouldn't...
I shouldn't like you too much, although it's really hard not to like you.
Lin Mian stopped typing on the keyboard: "..."
Write a love letter? ?
delete delete.
Just as he was thinking, the phone on the table vibrated. Lin Mian glanced at it and picked it up.
The call was from Xu Tong.
It was still late at night in Toronto, and Xu Xiaotong had been in love with his Canadian boyfriend for several months, and finally planned to return to China.
"Sister Mianmian, I have booked the air ticket, and I will arrive in City B next Wednesday." Xu Tong didn't want to leave, sobbing, "Just in time for Friday's economic law class."
Things came too suddenly. Unprepared, Lin Mian froze for a moment, and repeated, "Are you going to City B next Wednesday?"
"Yes." Xu Tong was grateful, "I asked my classmates to borrow the notes and courseware, and I will make up the progress later. Sister Mianmian, you don't need to sign in for me in the future."
"Sister Mianmian!" Xu Tong cried, "I can't bear to part with Ethan—"
Xu Xiaotong will return to China next Wednesday.
After hanging up the phone, Lin Mian bent his knees and nestled in the soft computer chair, staring at the screen in a daze.
Before Xu Xiaotong came back, it was Lin Mian who took the class instead of her little cousin, and everything went smoothly until now, except for Xu Zhu, no one in the school knew her real identity.
However, after Xu Xiaotong returns to China, Que Qingyan will find out sooner or later.
Lin Mian is not Xu Tong, and he has been hiding it from him for so long.
In fact, it's not that Lin Mian never thought about the day he would be exposed, but after thinking about it, he didn't know how to confess. Take her current crimes as an example, counting each of them can make an old professor who has taught for decades... so angry that he has high blood pressure.
No matter how confident Lin Mian is in Que Qingyan's cultivation...
If he found out that she was not Xu Tong, and still pretended to show her presence in front of him, and even coveted him for many years...
Lin Mian buried her head in her knees and slowly shrunk into a ball.
After a while, she forked out the original document with a deep and solemn expression, opened the document that had been left on the computer desktop for a long time, poked the keyboard with her fingertips, and typed a number slowly.
Topic: "On the Strategic Success Rate of Capturing Professor Que's Heart"
content: 0.
Strict confession, stricter resistance.
In the afternoon work room, Lin Mian cleared out the scribbled line draft in one stroke, biting the pen unconsciously, and decided that it would be safer to have a showdown with Que Qingyan in advance.
Stretching out the head with a knife, retracting the head is also a knife. Rather than letting Que Qingyan discover the truth by herself, it is better for her to tell him by herself.
A business draft was drafted for two hours without any progress. Lin Mian struggled for ten minutes, looked at the time, and put the pen back into the pen holder.
She went out and pressed the elevator to the tenth floor, took a deep breath for two minutes in front of the familiar house number, rubbed her face, with a tragic expression of death, she had made sufficient psychological preparations, and then carefully rang the doorbell—
Negative thorns pleaded guilty and rushed to nothing.
…
Xu Zhu's news is very well-informed: [My boss has gone out to attend a seminar, and I was going to follow him today, but the internship in the law firm was delayed, so I changed my place. I hate!]
Que Qingyan was no longer in the city this morning.
Xu Zhu: [This kind of large-scale seminar, you can't come back every three to five days, you have something to do with him again?]
Lin Mian: [Yes.]
Lin Mian thought with a crying face, something really happened this time. event.
Unable to see Que Qingyan's face, Lin Mian poked open his WeChat avatar, hesitated for a moment at the message box, and then closed it.
She was biting the corner of the pillow in a desperate struggle.
For the time being... let's put it aside for now, this kind of thing... let's talk about it in person.
In the next two days, the bottleneck period of Teacher Mu Mian, who was full of worries, entered the peak period. He stayed up at night facing the blank drawing software until the early morning. Watch the horror disc.
I didn’t realize it when I watched it before, but when I watch it now, every tragic cannon fodder in the movie who received a lunch box halfway...
How do you look like yourself...
It looks more and more like...
On the third day, the editor made a phone call and finally dragged Lin Mian out of the apartment after two days.
"Mr. Mu Mian, the signing event I mentioned last time is scheduled for this weekend, and it's still in T City next door."
Lin Mian was slightly surprised: "Is it so fast?"
Ever since Mr. Mu Mian's girl comics became popular, she has held some book signings in nearby cities, and Lin Mian is also familiar with the process of signing meetings.
But for the previous signings, it was necessary to start booking venues and arranging publicity at least half a month in advance. This time it seemed too fast.
"I also think it's too late, but we have contacted the organizer over there, and they said that the event reservation in the convention and exhibition center has been scheduled for two months. Two months, it's too late." The editor held the phone between his shoulders, He replied while typing, "It just so happens that there is a book fair recently, and a teacher under our magazine is planning to sign a sale there, just this weekend."
The signing was done by Guan Tao, another contracted cartoonist of "Sugar Heart" magazine.
"We discussed it and decided that joint signing is feasible. Roll-up banners and promotional banners were quickly made, and the books for signing are ready-made." The editor said, "According to your popularity, teacher, there is no need to promote it two days in advance. Few fans will come. If you agree, teacher, I will send the schedule later, and you can take a look... "
In fact, the on-site signing will not bring much publicity effect. The main purpose is to post the pictures of the on-site activities on the official public platform, and take advantage of the trend to promote the new booklet.
Lin Mian calculated the time, and when he came back from the sales signing on the weekend, Que Qingyan had almost returned to the market.
Before he had met Xu Xiaotong face to face, she still had time to go upstairs crying and confess to someone face to face.
The editor sent the schedule to Lin Mian, worried that the next sentence would be "I won't go, I won't go, I won't go", so he asked softly, "How is it?"
Lin Mian paused the bloody movie, squeezed the finished milk carton, and said softly, "Go, go."
Edit: "..." Why does it feel like it's gone forever
The signing will be held in the city next door, not far away.
The magazine booked a hotel and assigned two assistants to Lin Mian. The signing time was scheduled to start at noon on Sunday.
The next day, T City International Convention and Exhibition Center.
The venue borrowed for the signing will be on the first floor of the Convention and Exhibition Center. Before the official start, there is already a bustling queue at the entrance. When Lin Mian came out to buy some water, he was stopped outside the crowded entrance area.
She searched around but couldn't find the employee aisle when she came out. She lowered her head and took out her mobile phone, wanting to call the assistant in the venue.
Before the connection was made, Lin Mian heard an all-too-familiar "school girl" from behind her. With a trembling hand, she dropped half of the outgoing call.
"… "Um? ?
Lin Mian mechanically turned her head little by little, and when she saw the boy who was waving to her, she smiled like a school girl:
"Study, senior?"
Seeing that it was really her, the boy strode over in surprise: "Sister, why are you here? You are also here to participate in the signing event?"
"I..." Lin Mian looked at the conspicuous promotional banner at the entrance of the venue, and suddenly remembered.
The boy in front of her is Teacher Mu Mian, that is, herself, a diehard fan of horror comics.
Lin Mian shook the water in his hand, and said with difficulty: "I... buy water and pass by..."
In every signing event in the past, Mr. Mu Mian who was present at the signing must wear a mask, so the fans took a 360-degree photo of Mr. Mu Mian who only showed his eyebrows. Of course Lin Mian is not worried that she will be found out, what she is more worried about is...
The boy didn't question her sudden appearance in the next city and happened to buy water and passed by, but just smiled shyly: "Actually, I came here for other things, but I really didn't expect Mu Mian to sign a sale here."
"If I have time later, I can just ask for an autograph..." The boy suddenly thought of something, and suddenly said, "By the way, I haven't returned the umbrella you borrowed last time, girl. If it's convenient, can you add one?" WeChat… "
Just when the assistant called back, Lin Mian gestured to the phone apologetically: "I'm sorry senior, I'm taking a call from a friend."
The boy was obviously a little disappointed, and smiled and said with his mouth: "Then I will go in first, and we will talk next time."
Lin Mian walked in the opposite direction while answering the phone. She wanted to wait for the boy to leave before going back to the venue, but he didn't expect him to turn around every step of the way and insisted on watching her go far before he would go in.
On the other side, the assistant stood in front of the staff passage and looked around, wondering, "Mr. Mu Mian, where are you? Why didn't I see you?"
"..." Teacher Mu Mian sounded a little aggrieved, "I'm 300 meters away from the exhibition center, at the corner of the road."
assistant:"… "
Too many people came to the autograph session. The autograph session, which was expected to end at 5 pm, was postponed for an hour due to the number of people.
The venue began to be cleared. Lin Mian, wearing a mask, finished signing the last comic book, his exposed eyes narrowed slightly, and his voice was sweet and muffled behind the mask: "Thank you for your support."
"Thank you, thank you," the little girl in the blue skirt who got the autograph book thanked you repeatedly, and confessed with a blushing face, "Goddess, I really, really like your comics, and I will always support you!!"
The fans were almost dispersed, and the cartoonist Guan Tao, who was signing autographs on the same stage, said with a smile: "Actually, I also like your comics."
"If you can draw such a sweet girl manga, Mianmian, your love life must be sweet too, right?"
Lin Mian kneaded her wrists, and when she heard this, she recalled her bitter chasing history, shook her head, and nodded again.
As soon as she thought of going back and confessing to Que Qingyan, she...
No, I dare not think about the consequences.
On the first floor of the convention and exhibition center, there was a book fair and a book signing party. Now the staff in the venue began to close one after another. Lin Mian and Guan Tao also sorted out their things and were leaving with their assistants.
The elevator near the entrance made a "ding" sound, and a group of people came out of the elevator.
Lin Mian was still wearing a mask, glanced inadvertently, and froze completely.
International Convention and Exhibition Center, the second floor is a multimedia conference hall. Lin Mian glanced at the guide sign at the door when she came in from the staff passage before. There was a legal development academic seminar on the second floor, and there was a long list of invited guests in gilding letters, so she didn't look carefully.
Xu Zhu said that he was going to participate in the seminar with his instructor, but because of the internship conflict, the place was temporarily replaced...
She ran into that little boy at the door before...
At this moment, Que Qingyan came out of the elevator surrounded by a group of people. His neat suit and leather shoes stood out from the crowd.
He raised his hand to straighten the silver cufflinks on his lower wrist, and was lowering his face to say something to the man next to him, his eyes were cold, and then they fell in the direction of Lin Mian inadvertently.