No one in the school knew that Zhao Meilun was married and became Mrs. Tang, and Tang Yili did not dare to mention it to anyone. Zhao Meilun was shameless and was not afraid of others pointing out her love history.
But Tang Yi was not good at etiquette, and she couldn't bear to let her father become the laughing stock of others after dinner.
Therefore, Zhao Meilun, in a sense, is the failure of both father and daughter.
Tang Yili didn't want to continue this topic, so she quickly relented and agreed to lend Yili Clothing's brand.
Sure enough, Gao Qingqing and Fu Xi immediately changed their attention and talked about marking the clothes for the exhibition.
The cloth labels were ready-made in the pattern-making classroom. Tang Yili drove Gao Qingqing and the others to the teaching building. The two of them were still in high spirits and threatened to stay busy all night, so Tang Yili asked Tang Yili to go back first.
Tang Yili helped them unload their packages and drove back to the dormitory.
As soon as I walked in, Xun Lang called me, which was a sweet time every night.
Tang Yili kicked off her high heels, lay on her back on the bed, tapped her cell phone to her ear, and asked him.
"Have you settled Wei Ran?"
Xun Lang: "He drank too much, so we simply let him sleep in the store. Do you want me to carry him back to the dormitory?"
With Wei Ran's height and weight, even if Xun Lang was equally tall, it would still be an arduous task to carry Wei Ran away.
Thinking of the scene of a cow carrying another cow on its back, Tang Yili laughed.
Xun Lang asked: "How about you, did you go well tonight?"
"It went pretty well."
If you get involved in a dispute successfully, it can be considered a success.
Tang Yili thought of Qin Sheng for no reason. He seemed to have a natural curl.
Naturally curly, medium-long hair. In this case, every hair strand stays in the right position. This man is a bit awesome.
Tang Yili smiled and asked Xun Lang: "Are you going to sleep?"
"Um."
Xun Lang's work and rest schedule is extremely regular. He goes to bed early and gets up early every day for more than ten years.
If he has any weakness, it is that he is not good at staying up late. It is almost eleven o'clock now, which is Xun Lang's limit.
Tang Yi said angrily, "Good night then. The day of loving Xun Lang is coming to an end again."
The blatant act of coquettishness made Xun Lang a little reluctant to die.
He deliberately asked: "What about tomorrow?"
If dating is compared to a renewal project, savings are consumed every day on a daily basis. If you like to use up your savings today, what about tomorrow?
Is there any balance left?
Tang Yili pretended to be sophisticated: "Tomorrow... I'll see how you perform tomorrow."
…
The next day was Sunday, and the Women and War Fashion Exhibition was still going on.
Tang Yili took Xun Lang there, not only as a date, but also as a way to support Fu Xi and Gao Qingqing.
The bright sunlight shines in from the dome, superimposed on the soft lights in the exhibition hall, making the venue extremely bright and a completely different scene from last night.
Tang Yili held Xun Lang's forearm and shuttled between the exhibition areas, carefully checking the works of the other two groups, and occasionally taking photos of details with her mobile phone and showing them to Xun Lang.
"At first glance, it looks like hand-made beads. The threads are tied together and each bead is evenly arranged. If Fu Zhiwen can produce such a work, if there is no one behind it, I will twist my head off."
Xun Lang smiled. He was a complete layman and couldn't understand, but he was very patient with me.
After they turned around and returned to Fu Xi and the others, everyone said hello.
Tang Yili asked: "Where is Teacher Gao?"
It's been all morning and I haven't seen her.
Fu Xi adjusted the model's skirt and said casually: "Let's go find Teacher Qin."
Tang Yili nodded. Just when he was about to ask Fu Xi if he wanted to have dinner together at noon, he heard someone calling Xun Lang behind him.
It was quite unusual to meet an acquaintance of Xun Lang in a place like this. The three of them turned around together and saw that the person coming was Jun Pang.
Fu Xi's face darkened, and he lowered his head and continued to tidy up, pretending not to see.
Tang Yili asked Jun Pang: "Why are you here?"
"Send it to my mother." Jun Pang glanced at Fu Xi before explaining: "Isn't this an exhibition organized by the Liqun Association? My mother is the director of the Liqun Association. In short, in a word, I am here.
Already."
Only then did Tang Yili remember that at the entrance, the book he took seemed to have the faces of several directors printed on it, and one of them seemed to be Mrs. Pang.
The circle of the upper class is really not that big, just go around and you'll meet it.
Jun Pang raised his wrist, looked at his watch, and asked Xun Lang.
"I haven't seen you since I came back from Japan. How about we have lunch together?"
Xun Lang didn't care. He saw that Tang Yili had agreed to accompany his girlfriend today, and everything was decided by Tang Yili.
Jun Pang is a very personable person, and he understands everything immediately, and immediately said: "Then let's go together, we are all friends."
He deliberately glanced at Fu Xi and expanded the category of "everyone" again.
Tang Yili didn't want to leave Fu Xi behind, but was afraid that Fu Xi would feel uncomfortable taking him with him, so he hesitated and didn't know whether to go or not.
Jun Pang was a man after all, so he said in person: "Miss Fu, do you want me to show you my face?"
Fu Xi, who had been adjusting the hem of her skirt for five minutes, could no longer pretend, so she simply gritted her teeth and raised her face with an indifferent smile.
"Go, I happen to be hungry."
…
Four people gathered at the dinner table for the second time.
Tang Yili and Fu Xi sat on one side, and Xun Lang and Jun Pang sat on the other side. This kind of direct gaze was actually quite uncomfortable, so as soon as they sat down, Fu Xi kept pulling Tang Yili to talk.
The restaurant is located upstairs in the exhibition hall, and is called Hugo Cultural Restaurant. The walls are covered with red velvet wall coverings, and the overhead chandeliers are dim and have pepper-shaped lampshades, casting layers of halos on the table.
It looks very much like the decoration of an opera house.
Faced with such an overly literary place, the way straight men order is to order all the recommendations.
There were exactly four main dishes, and when they were served, with the mist created by the dry ice, the dishes were cold to the touch, which was really unappetizing.
Fu Xi glanced at Jun Pang coldly, lowered her head and took a few bites, then put down her chopsticks without saying anything.
Jun Pang and Xun Lang occasionally exchanged some brotherly topics, but their attention was not on the meal.
After almost eating, Tang Yili had a sudden idea and asked Xun Lang: "Shall we go to the opera in the afternoon?"
Xun Lang said, it's up to you.
It was a normal exchange, but in Jun Pang's eyes, it was a show of affection.
Jun Pang yelled at them: "Do you want to do this? We singles can't stand it."
After saying that, he deliberately cueed Fu Xi, "Miss Fu, do you think they are a bit excessive?"
Fu Xi looked directly at Jun Pang with a mocking smile: "What, Mr. Pang, are you single?"
"I always have been." Jun Pang looked innocent as a virgin.
Fu Xi smiled disgustedly and felt that this man deserved a beating, so he simply ignored him.
For this meal, Jun Pang was the host and asked the waiter to pay the bill. The four of them walked out in three waves.
Tang Yili pulled Xun Lang and walked in the front. Jun Pang deliberately took a step behind, waiting for Fu Xi who was at the back.