The next day, the editor arranged the itinerary for the signing event, sorted out the schedule in his hand, sent an email to Lin Mian, and called Lin Mian by the way.
"Signing for two days in a row may be a bit hard. There are a lot of people going to the carnival this time, and tomorrow the society will arrange two more assistants to follow, and the organizer has already contacted it." The teacher worried about the deceptive image of his delicate voice, and added, "It's better to wear a mask at the scene."
Lin Mian turned on the speakerphone, and with a bag of milk in his mouth, he answered vaguely.
"It's not good for fans to be too enthusiastic. Last year, some fans rushed to kiss Teacher Guan Tao, and that emoji is still posted in the editorial department as a town house treasure." Teacher, are you busy?"
The other party's voice was more vague: "Let Gongxi go."
edit:"… "
Lin Mian finally turned out the box from the bottom of the storage box, and transferred the milk bag to his hand. This time he articulated clearly: "Put things in."
Last night, Lin Mian begged for a tie from Que Qingyan. She thought about where to put the tie all morning, after much deliberation, she found the box containing the rare Blu-ray discs, rolled up the tie and put it in together.
The cover of the blu-ray disc has a scary portrait half covered by a black tie, which suddenly looks a little funny.
Lin Mian didn't feel that he had insulted the dignity of a horror disc. After putting away the box contentedly, he took back the milk again and moved to the wall of the workshop to take a look.
A printed work schedule was posted on the wall, which was sent to her by Que Qingyan before.
He will be teaching master and doctoral students this afternoon, and he will handle affairs in the office in the morning.
The schedule was printed in full color, and next to the schedule in the morning, two red letters were clearly marked:
not busy.
The time for the signing meeting was very tight, Lin Mian had to leave early tomorrow, and before leaving, he did not forget to make a detour to K University.
The office building of the professors of the law school is hidden behind the green Fusheng Park, next to the scientific research building of the law school. Lin Mian had been here a few times, walked around the path with ease, and silently recalled it by the way.
In the past, when she came here, she was either picked up by Que Qingyan to receive training or to submit a self-criticism. This time, it was the first time that she came here without any sense of guilt.
Although this time her purpose was not so... grandiose.
Lin Mian passed by the scientific research building and glanced casually. Students in twos and threes were coming out of the building with their bags on their backs. They had just finished a high-intensity moot court, and their faces looked tired and hopeless.
Seeing this, Lin Mian stopped in place for a while, and quickly ran through Que Qingyan's schedule in his mind.
The case that Que Qingyan took over has been closed for a while, and next, besides teaching students in school, he will also give lectures, lead projects, and assess papers...
All in all, he's probably going to be busier.
Lin Mian put away the little charming thoughts that came out of her, and settled for the next best thing. She said sadly that she was not clinging to him, and left after a few words.
Before the melancholy was over, Lin Mian was stopped halfway outside the porch of the office.
"Lin Mian? What a coincidence, why did you come here?" Xu Zhulai delivered the materials for the research project, and saw his old classmate at the boss's door from a distance. My boss?"
Lin Mian responded.
Xu Zhu took a closer look and found that Lin Mian didn't bring anything with him this time, guessing that she was simply here to see someone.
At the beginning, Lin Mian had asked him a lot about Que Qingyan, but Xu Zhu still felt that Que Qingyan was attending lectures purely because of his talent.
Xu Zhu and Lin Mian have known each other since they were in university. At that time, the latter was looking for inspiration for comic creation, and would attend some other classes from time to time. Xu Zhu's own professional class alone, the two met many times. So at the beginning when Lin Mian asked Que Qingyan, Xu Zhu didn't take it seriously, and shared his mentor's itinerary without hesitation.
later…
Later, Xu Zhu stared at Lin Mian's WeChat reply "I want to send flowers" and became stunned.
It's fine to send flowers, this time I'll come directly to the office.
According to his boss' temper, Lin Mian should be told to cry in person later.
"You may not know," Xu Zhu tried to persuade the stick to the end, "I used to have a direct junior sister who liked my boss very much, and when my boss was away, she came here every day to give small gifts, and I wasted my time I knit a scarf and send it here, guess what happened?"
The last question also brings a sense of suspense in telling a ghost story.
Lin Mian looked complicated, and asked along the way: "What's going on?"
"One day when she came to deliver something, my boss happened to be in the office. My boss said something, and she left within a minute after entering the door, crying." Xu Zhu's tone was mysterious, carrying the suspense to the end, "You Do you want to know... "
"...I don't want to." After listening for a long time, Lin Mian held back, "Let me in first."
Xu Zhukan tried to persuade him for the sake of his old classmates, but he didn't try to stop him. Seeing that Lin Mian hadn't knocked on the door, he stopped, then hung down as if giving up, and slowly turned around with the doorknob on his hands.
Lin Mian pursed her lips, and asked in a low voice, seemingly unwilling, "What did you say?"
"Cultivate the body and understand the law." Xu Zhu added, "Our academy's motto. In fact, there is the second half of the sentence, cultivate the body and understand the law, don't forget the original intention."
He didn't say a direct rejection, but put himself in the position of the teacher lightly, leaving the second half of the sentence for others to complete. There is enough room and steps are also given.
Lin Mian could imagine Que Qingyan's indifferent expression when he said this, and after thinking about it for a moment, it must be exactly the same as when he punished her to write a 20,000-word self-criticism.
"There are too many examples like this," Xu Zhu patiently persuaded, "They are all failure cases. My boss is a high-altitude flower that does not eat fireworks in the world, and cannot be pried."
Xu Zhu was in a hurry to deliver the project materials, so he didn't linger much at the door. Seeing that Lin Mian was still standing there, he took a look with compassion and sympathy, knocked on the door and went in.
…
In the office, paper materials were neatly arranged on the mahogany table, and Que Qingyan was on the phone,
"... Then I'll make an appointment. But Quinn, I've actually mentioned it to you several times, but you haven't agreed to go." On the other side of the phone, Cheng Ze said with a smile, "Could it be possible that you'll also be playing polo this time?" With a little girl?"
There was a knock on the door, and Que Qingyan briefly mentioned a few words before hanging up the phone:
"Come in."
It was time for Xu Zhu to come in to submit materials. Seeing that Que Qingyan was busy, he didn't dare to delay. He said hello and was about to leave when he saw that his old classmate followed in.
"..." While Que Qingyan was still looking down at the paper, Xu Zhu stopped Lin Mian, winked at her, and said silently, "Why are you still in?"
Xu Zhu hated that iron could not be made into steel, and thought to himself, he has said everything so clearly, does Lin Mian still want to perform a Qiong Yao-style tear run later
After thinking about it, he sighed secretly, how could he have such a willful and stubborn old classmate
The wayward and stubborn Lin Mian: "..."
Que Qingyan didn't raise his eyes, and asked calmly, "Is there anything else?"
Xu Zhu withdrew his hand and hurriedly replied, "It's all right."
Unable to stop Lin Mian, Xu Zhu had no choice but to go out by himself, thinking of an old father before closing the door, he couldn't help but take a second look.
At the desk, Que Qingyan turned over a page, inadvertently raised his eyes, and met Lin Mian who was a silent statue in front of him.
Lin Mian was going to catch a plane to City S tomorrow, but Que Qingyan didn't expect her to come. His slender finger bones touched the eyebrows, he put down his pen and got up, his voice suppressed a little smile: "Why didn't you make a sound just now?"
"I saw you were busy..." Lin Mian settled down on the seat opposite the desk, kept his eyes on the other person, and assured him, "I'll just watch from the side for a while, and I won't make a sound, so I won't disturb you."
"Have you eaten yet?" Que Qingyan looked at the time and added, "What do you want for lunch?"
He still has classes in the afternoon, so she won't cling to him until noon. Lin Mian shook her head, suppressing the excitement that she was about to agree, and reluctantly said empathetically, "I won't eat, I just came to see you... I'll leave later."
After speaking, he really raised his eyes and looked at Que Qingyan carefully.
After reading it, Lin Mian went through what Xu Zhu said just now in his mind, tilted his head to think about it, and said to himself, if she was really his student, she would definitely pursue her professor without hesitation.
Que Qingyan noticed Lin Mian's series of small movements, and before asking, she heard her suddenly whisper: "Que Qingyan."
He answered.
"I haven't had many suitors so far." The topic started abruptly, Lin Mian took a deep breath, bit the bullet and continued, recalled his emotional history, and said anxiously, "Maybe there are a few, four or five, but Not very familiar."
Que Qingyan heard that she began to seriously look back on the history of the suitor, concealed the name information, and picked the time and progress to mention it.
Lin Mian didn't mean to show off his love history. She laid the groundwork for a long time, and finally returned to the topic with red ears: "I have already told you about my suitor, and you will have a new suitor in the future..." She closed her eyes, the sense of crisis finally overcame the shame, Soft voice completed the words, "Can you also tell me?"
After hearing this, Que Qingyan narrowed his eyes and smiled, and asked, "Is me included among the suitors you mentioned just now?"
"You are not a suitor," cultivate one's morality and enlightenment, and don't forget the original intention. Lin Mian was still organizing his words, when this sentence suddenly flashed in his mind, he followed it in a vague manner, "You are... the original intention."
It was almost a love story when it was said.
There was a moment of silence.
Lin Mian originally wanted to have a good chat, but he couldn't control it when he saw Que Qingyan, and dared to say anything. Annoyed, she rubbed the cushion with her fingertips, obediently shut her mouth, and stopped talking.
Que Qingyan understood, and suddenly laughed.
good. She also knows how to tease him with the academy training.
"There is a principle in Fa-study that a person is considered innocent until he is actually convicted. It's called the presumption of innocence." Que Qingyan casually picked up the phone on the table, unlocked it, and pushed it to Lin Mian across the table. He said in a low voice, "Before you judge whether I have an ambiguous suitor, shouldn't you also check it first?"
The phone has been unlocked, and the screen is shining brightly, staying on the most original interface. His communication records, text messages, browsing content... As long as she wants, these can be clearly found.
Lin Mian didn't expect that Que Qingyan would give him such a personal thing, so he quickly looked away and explained, "I didn't want to know this, I just wanted to..."
"I know." He took the words, paused for a moment, and said calmly, "Actually, heart-for-heart is too much for you."
Why bother
Lin Mian was a little dazed and looked up at him.
Que Qingyan lowered his eyes, his brows were serious: "After all, mine is already with you."
The next day, Lin Mian boarded the plane with several assistants from the magazine and flew to S city.
The carnival activities lasted for a whole week, and the enthusiasm remained high. The signings of Mu Mian and several contracted cartoonists under "Sugar Heart" magazine were placed in the first two days, and the scene was crowded with people.
The signing ended on the second day, and the staff had already begun to clear the venue. Lin Mian tidied up his things and was about to leave with his assistant when he was stopped by enthusiastic fans halfway.
The remaining fans waited in line for several hours and were reluctant to leave like this, and gathered around one after another.
The assistant on the side couldn't stop so many fans, and turned around to ask for advice: "Teacher, do you still want to sign?"
"Um."
Lin Mian stayed there for a while, planning to look for the pen in the bag again, but before he found the signature pen, he caught a glimpse of the mobile phone in the bag with the screen on, indicating that a call had been received.
After signing the contract for two days, the hands that answered the phone were shaking. Lin Mian didn't look at the caller ID, so he picked up the phone directly, clamped the phone to his shoulder and neck, signed the sale while connecting the phone, and answered.
After a pause, a low and pleasant voice came from my ear: "Are you still busy?"
Lin Mian paused as he signed, his eyes lit up, and he replied calmly, "I'm not busy..."
assistant:"… "
As soon as the words fell, the staff who were clearing the venue passed by and raised their voices: "Area C is starting to clear the venue, please take your belongings and leave through the aisle..." After speaking, seeing Lin Mian who was struggling to sign a sale while on the phone, he spoke uprightly, " A few over there, the signing is over, don't sign around anymore, don't you see people busy on the phone?"
Lin Mian: "..."
Ten seconds later, Lin Mian crossed out the word "Que" written on the title page of the manga book, and said to the fans with blushing, "I'll ask my assistant to give you a new one."
Lin Mian suppressed her heartbeat and tried her best to recall it.
He... Did he just laugh
There were less than a few fans left who were still waiting to sign the sale, Que Qingyan did not speak again.
Lin Mian didn't want to hang up the phone, he was busy with two things, and someone handed him a comic book.
"Mumian, I really like your comics, and I also like you." The male fan said shyly, "Can you please sign me an 'I like you'?"
There was a sudden silence.
The assistant smoothed things over awkwardly: "Let's sign something else, this one won't work."
Lin Mian still wanted to speak, but the staff on the side said again: "Clear area C, please leave through the passage for irrelevant personnel—"
It was quieter this time, and Lin Mian could finally hear clearly.
She was stunned for a moment, then said to herself, it seems that the other side of the phone also...
The male fan next to him was still waiting to sign the sale. Lin Mian took a look around with his mobile phone and saw someone next to the promotional picture of the roll-up banner not far away.
Que Qingyan didn't know how long he had been waiting there.
The voice on the other end of the phone was steady: "What do you want to eat tonight?"
The male fan on the side saw that Mu Mian was silent, and said again: "I actually like you for several years. I come to every signing you have, and I haven't talked to you before. It's hard now..."
The two were close, and the voice was clearly and word for word transmitted to the other side of the phone.
"..." Lin Mian said with difficulty, "Is that presumption of innocence... still applicable?"