Dating
Yang Wei stared at him blankly for a long time before bursting out laughing: "Are you filming a movie?"
Fang Chengran's lips slowly parted like silk threads: "Would you be my leading lady?" The sunlight shone perfectly on the corners of his mouth, making him look as beautiful as an oil painting.
At that moment, Yang Wei felt that probably no girl could resist Fang Chengran. She smiled at him with pursed lips, then stepped into the car. After the alluring Maserati drove away with Yang Wei in it, a chubby security guard at the door took out his phone and opened his WeChat Moments.
"The answer is revealed: Handsome Masa ended up picking up Ms. Yang, the fifth-grade art teacher. Over."
Then the entire WeChat Moments exploded with excitement.
Yang Wei sat in the passenger seat and turned her head to ask Cheng Ran, "What are we going to eat?"
“Western food.” Fang Chengran paused, then added, “Moon Lovers.”
Moon Lovers has been swindling people in City A for a year under the slogan "If you love her, bring her to Moon Lovers." Yang Wei blinked and said "Oh," probably because Fang Chengran had just returned to China and didn't know the subtext of Moon Lovers.
Because of the rush hour, the car encountered a lot of traffic jams. Every traffic jam was an ordeal for Yang Wei, because there were always nosy drivers honking their horns at them.
Even in front of a romantic Western restaurant like Moon Lovers, Fang Chengran's ostentatious Maserati attracted a lot of attention. Yang Wei looked at Fang Chengran's black suit and pursed her lips slightly: "Shouldn't I have changed into a dress before coming here?"
Fang Chengran opened the car door for her and smiled, "The waiter wouldn't turn away such a beautiful lady like you."
Yang Wei chuckled twice and got out of the car: "Were you staying in Italy the whole time? I heard that the men there are the best at sweet talk in the world."
Fang Chengran said, "I'm telling you the absolute truth."
Yang Wei smiled faintly and followed him inside.
The entire decor of Moon Lovers is hazy and ambiguous, as if the owner is trying to create an atmosphere for customers to date their lovers under the moonlight. There are also various small decorations made of chocolate in the store, and from the moment you enter, you can feel that the air is filled with sweetness.
The waiter leading the way was very professional; it seemed he had even measured the angle of his bow beforehand with a protractor—precise and elegant. The waiter stopped in front of a candlestick with a heart-shaped candle flame. Fang Chengran pulled out a chair for Yang Wei before him and sat down opposite her.
The waiter politely handed the menu to Yang Wei. After Yang Wei glanced at it and ordered, Fang Chengran asked with a faint smile, "Do you often come here to eat with others?"
Yang Wei shook her head and said, "No, why do you ask that?"
"You seem quite adept at ordering food."
"Uh..." Actually, she had just subconsciously ordered the same dishes she had ordered on her "blind date" with Qi Xiaoyan. Qi Xiaoyan didn't really like eating out, and Western restaurants like this were definitely not on his radar.
Aside from the time she met him, Yang Wei had only come here once before, last Christmas, with Qi Xiaoyan, and it was only after she begged Qi Xiaoyan for a long time that he finally gave her permission.
In Yang Wei's view, Qi Xiaoyan's romantic streak was almost negative infinity. He only showed a mesmerizing expression when looking at numbers. Well... he would also show that expression when he was in close proximity to her.
"What are you thinking about?" Fang Chengran's casual voice rang out from across the table, making Yang Wei realize her cheeks were slightly flushed. She coughed lightly, covering her mouth, and asked Fang Chengran, "You invited me to a place like this for dinner, aren't you afraid your girlfriend will misunderstand?"
Fang Chengran raised an eyebrow and said, "If there really is such a person, I will explain it to her properly."
Yang Wei looked at him in disbelief: "No way, how could you not have a girlfriend?"
Fang Chengran sighed and said helplessly, "See? Everyone thinks I have a girlfriend, which is why I'm still single."
Yang Wei chuckled and said, "I don't believe it. Your standards must be too high. Didn't you have a girlfriend in college?"
Fang Chengran said, "Stop talking about me. What about you? Do you have a boyfriend?"
Yang Wei paused for a moment, then curled her lips slightly: "I'm single now."
The waiter quickly brought the appetizers, and the two stopped talking to enjoy the food before them. The salad appetizer, the foie gras main course, and the ice cream dessert all pleased Yang Wei greatly. At a nearby table, a musician in a tuxedo was playing the violin, performing Debussy's "Clair de Lune."
Fang Chengran looked at Yang Wei opposite him and asked with a smile, "Should I call him over to play a piece for you?"
"No, please!" Yang Wei nearly choked on her ice cream. "It's too embarrassing."
Fang Chengran rested his chin on one hand, looked at her, and chuckled softly.
After leaving the Western restaurant, Fang Chengran wanted to invite Yang Wei to go to the movies, but Yang Wei looked at the time and shook her head, saying, "I can't, I have class at eight o'clock tonight."
Fang Chengran looked at her with a puzzled expression: "Evening? What class?"
“I work part-time as a teacher at a friend’s painting class, and I have a trial class tonight,” Yang Wei explained.
Fang Chengran frowned: "What time do you finish class? It's not safe to go home too late."
Yang Wei paused for a moment before laughing and saying, "No, it's online teaching."
Fang Chengran suddenly realized, "Alright then, I'll treat you to a movie next time. Now, may I take you home, beautiful lady?"
Yang Wei couldn't help but laugh: "You seem to have been abroad for too long. Is this how you pursue girls over there?"
"Of course not." Fang Chengran smiled slightly as he opened the car door for Yang Wei.
After parking the car in Yang Wei's apartment complex, Fang Chengran looked up at the upscale apartment building and asked casually, "Do you live alone?"
"Um, um," Yang Wei mumbled in response, then unbuckled her seatbelt and prepared to get out of the car.
"etc."
Fang Chengran suddenly called out to her. Yang Wei turned around and looked at him in confusion: "What is it?"
Fang Chengran said, "Is there anything else you need me to do for you?"
Yang Wei raised an eyebrow slightly, a hint of a smile in her eyes: "For example?"
"Are you sure you don't need me to give you your phone number?"
Yang Wei lowered her eyes, her shoulders shaking as she laughed: "Fang Chengran, I absolutely do not believe you've never had a girlfriend."
Fang Chengran noncommittally took out his phone and winked at her.
His eyes are beautiful; when he looks at you, you feel like you're the only person in his world.
Yang Wei took out her phone, exchanged numbers with him, waved, and jumped out of the car.
Qi Xiaoyan is currently still in the school's research office. Besides teaching one course, he also supervises three graduate students. Graduate students are essentially the supervisor's drudgery, so Qi Xiaoyan unceremoniously handed over the project of writing the designated textbook for elementary school math olympiads to them.
Of the three graduate students, only one was a girl. She had heard about Qi Xiaoyan's divorce from her classmates and was also eager to try it out.
A boy next to her glanced at her and casually pushed up his glasses: "I heard that Professor Qi completely crushed the juniors with a math exam yesterday. If you haven't had enough of being crushed by him yet, you should go for it."
girl:"……"
She actually still loves life.
Qi Xiaoyan suddenly stood up from her chair, and the three students immediately bowed their heads, indicating that they were busy. Qi Xiaoyan gathered the documents on the table, said nothing, and walked out.
After listening to his footsteps and making sure he was far away, the girl asked softly, "What happened to him?"
One of the boys said, "All I know is that he was sitting there looking at his phone the whole time."
The girl's eyes widened in disbelief. It seemed that even for Professor Qi, divorce was a heavy blow! Wasn't a cell phone only for him to make calls and send text messages?
That would have been the case before, but now that Qi Xiaoyan is divorced, he can only learn about Yang Wei's situation indirectly through his phone, and the only app installed on his phone is Weibo.
He knew Yang Wei had helped him follow her colleague, but what did that colleague just say? Yang Wei was picked up by a handsome Maserati? Hahaha, she's already found someone new just three days after her divorce, she's quick on her feet.
So he clicked on Yang Wei's Weibo. She hadn't posted any photos of their date, which made Qi Xiaoyan feel a little better. The top post was a repost of an ad for a painting training class, saying there would be a trial class that night, and everyone was welcome to try it out. Qi Xiaoyan thought about it; he was probably one of those people.
Back in his dorm, he found the academic affairs office through the contact information on Weibo, downloaded a special teaching software as instructed, registered an account, and finally entered the classroom at exactly 8:00.
"Welcome, Li Gou Dan, to our art classroom! ^_^"
Upon entering, a welcome message automatically popped up and quickly disappeared, followed by Yang Wei's voice coming from the speakers: "Hello everyone, I'm Huajuan, the illustration teacher for this session. Welcome to my trial class."
Qi Xiaoyan's eyes flickered slightly. He took out his earphones, plugged them into the computer, and put them on his head.
Future rich and handsome guy: 233333 Teacher, do you like eating steamed buns?
A row of purple text suddenly popped up on the screen. Qi Xiaoyan glanced at the interface and realized that the dialog box in the lower left corner could send messages.
Li Gou Dan :)
Yang Wei was stunned for a moment. What kind of name is Li Gou Dan? Hahaha! While opening the prepared PPT, she answered the question from the previous student: "Huajuan is not the edible Huajuan, it means fancy curls."
The voice was much clearer than before, as if it were speaking right next to her ear, and Qi Xiaoyan was very satisfied.
Future rich and handsome guy: What the heck is this fancy curly hair? 233333
Li Gou Dan :)
Yang Wei stared at the uncle and paused for a moment. Was Li Gou Dan mute? She looked at the number of people displayed below. There were already forty-six people. Class could begin.
“The trial class is only two hours long, and the content is scene drawing. To draw a scene well, the first thing you must master is perspective.” Yang Wei said while clicking on the PPT on the computer. “Like the railway tracks in this picture, it is one of the perspectives we are most familiar with. What you will see at first is that the two railway tracks are not parallel and eventually disappear into a point in the distance, but if you observe carefully, you will find that in addition to the railway tracks, the trees on the roadside also have perspective.”
She held the stylus and pointed at the graphics tablet: "Let's say this tree is a, this tree is b, this one is c, the distance between a and b is l, and the distance between b and c is k..."
Future rich and handsome guy: Turns into a math class in a second...
Kiki's Meow: Would I say that Ms. Huajuan's husband is a math professor?
"Eat Without Gaining Weight: Teacher Huajuan is already married?!"
Yang Wei glanced at the chat box. Qiqi's cat was a student from her previous class. She had mentioned in class that Qiqi's husband was a math professor, but now...
He is already my ex-husband.
Kiki's Meow: [Panic][Panic][Panic]
"Can't gain weight: Does that mean I have a chance?"
Li Gou Dan :)
Meanwhile, the "future rich and handsome" student was stunned, frozen in front of his computer. When he first heard Ms. Huajuan's voice, he thought it sounded a lot like Ms. Yang. Later, when he saw someone say her husband was a math professor, he became even more certain. But then… Ms. Yang got divorced?!
Liang Minghao felt a little uneasy. He took a sip of milk to calm himself down and typed in the chat box: "Teacher Huajuan, where are you from?"
Yang Wei said, "I'm from City A."
Future rich and handsome guy: I'm also from City A! Are you a professional illustrator?
"No, I teach elementary school art."
Liang Minghao: "..."
He felt that his uncle had to help him pay for this painting class.
question
The two-hour class passed quickly. Qi Xiaoyan had been using Yang Wei's voice as background music while busy with his own things. As the class ended and he was about to leave the classroom, he saw another line of purple text appear on the screen.