I heard that Lu Yao woke up for a while during the night.
She got up to drink water, and Xue Zhengdong also woke up.
She also planned to chat, Xue Zhengdong kissed her as she spoke, and the two rolled onto the bed again.
After a fierce battle, half of the night passed, and it was nine o'clock the next morning when I woke up again.
"...where did the time go?"
Xue Zhengdong made some breakfast by himself. He was used to cooking everything by himself.
Wen Luyao was waiting for dinner.
While eating, Xue Zhengdong answered the phone and called him: "Teacher."
Wen Luyao didn't know what stage of his teacher he was.
Xue Zhengdong looked happy, probably because he liked this teacher very much.
After chatting for a few words, Xue Zhengdong only asked: "When?"
Then he said, "Okay, you can send me the address."
Besides, "Can I bring my girlfriend?"
After hanging up the phone, he told Wen Luyao, "My teacher took his senior brothers for a touring art exhibition, and they happened to arrive in Yancheng.
Let’s have a meal together.”
"Art exhibition?"
Wen Luyao had no knowledge of art, "What kind of painting?"
"traditional Chinese painting."
Wen Luyao nodded.
The title "teacher" is very common in Beijing circles, and has even spread to the entertainment industry.
She didn't think much about it, thinking that she might be an acquaintance.
Xue Zhengdong's teacher made an appointment for dinner, and Wen Luyao started putting on makeup and changing clothes at five o'clock in the afternoon, which took half an hour.
She applied a layer of powder on her face, drew her eyebrows, and ignored eyeliner and other modifications. Her makeup looked particularly clean and fresh.
If it weren't for meeting Xue Zhengdong's teacher, she wouldn't even bother to put on light makeup.
too hot.
Xue Zhengdong's teacher booked a small private restaurant deep in the Central Park. Each box is very independent and the environment is quiet.
When Wen Luyao saw Xue Zhengdong's so-called teacher, she was slightly stunned, and then politely said: "Teacher Du."
The teacher is wearing a light blue Tang suit. She is thin, fair, and elegant.
He is Du Liyang, a famous master of traditional Chinese painting.
When I heard that someone like Lu Yao, who was not very fond of art, also knew Du Liyang, I felt a lot of respect for him.
"Lu Yao, hello."
Du Liyang was as kind as a parent, "Zhengdong often mentioned you.
When your movie came out, he even booked the studio for me and let us go see it."
Wen Luyao: "..."
Suddenly I felt a little embarrassed.
"Please sit down, don't stand."
Du Liyang saw that she and Xue Zhengdong were still standing nearby and greeted them again.
The two chose a seat and sat down.
Xue Zhengdong sat next to Du Liyang, and the two chatted.
They talked about everyday things.
Du Liyang was on the thin side because he had a bad stomach, so Xue Zhengdong asked him what medicine he had been taking recently and whether he had kept up with his usual health regimen.
"...You haven't handed in your homework for three or four months."
When the capital established Yangyang, it was said that Xue Zhengdong.
Hearing that Lu Yao was very surprised.
"What homework?"
she interjected.
Xue Zhengdong: "Didn't I tell you? This is my teacher, and I learn painting from him."
Wen Luyao: "..."
Brother, that’s absolutely not what you said!
The look of surprise on her face only increased, and Du Liyang smiled and said, "What do you usually talk about with Miss Wen?
Or is it that the teacher can’t help but you can’t bring it up?”
"Teacher, please don't tease me."
Wen Luyao thought about it, every time she chatted with Xue Zhengdong, she was the one talking.
Talk about her experiences on the set and interpersonal relationships; talk about her past, from childhood to college; talk about her favorite rock stars, etc.
Xue Zhengdong listened quietly.
He would learn about everything she talked about: her alma mater, her mother's movies, and even her favorite singer.
The last time they went to Europe for vacation, they went to a concert together, and happened to buy tickets for the concert of the star Wen Luyao liked very much.
Xue Zhengdong even sang along with the singer's famous song.
He remembered everything Lu Yao said.
And what about himself?
Every time, he would bring the topic to her.
He likes to get to know her, and he also likes to listen to her.
Wen Luyao blushed slightly, feeling that she didn't understand Xue Zhengdong at all and was just asking for emotional value from him.
He is really the best person in the world.
He had studied Chinese painting, and his teacher was Taishan Beidou Duliyang in the field of Chinese painting. Even Lu Yao didn't know it.
She secretly held Xue Zhengdong's hand under the table.
Xue Zhengdong's eyebrows are slightly curved, and the corners of his lips have a slight arc.
While her mood was ups and downs, several people were talking and laughing outside, including the pretty laughter of a young girl.
Then, several people walked into the box.
They all called Du Liyang their teacher.
A tall and beautiful woman looked at Xue Zhengdong immediately: "Senior brother."