aren't we rivals

Even if he could wear clothes, Meng Chi didn't intend to agree.

He had a hunch in his heart that if he agreed, something embarrassing him might happen.

"No, I really don't have time."

Yu Tingzhi looked at him silently for a while, and didn't force him anymore.

"If you change your mind, feel free to contact me."

Meng Chi didn't intend to change his mind, he just smiled and let it go.

About 2 minutes later, Yang Zile came back with She Shan. Sure enough, Yang Zile went to drink secretly, and came back with half a glass of cocktail in his hand.

And She Shan brought two glasses of whiskey, and when they handed them to Yu Ting, Yu Tingzhi took a look at Meng Chi.

"My brother can't drink." Yang Zile noticed and explained.

"Huh?" Yu Tingzhi asked, "Allergic to alcohol?"

With one meal and one drink, Yang Zile was already acquainted with these two artists, and he unabashedly exposed Meng Chi's old background: "No, it's because he doesn't drink well, and he tends to get nervous when he drinks too much."

Meng Chi: "..."

She Shan laughed twice: "Why is he so crazy?"

Yu Tingzhi also looked sideways at Meng Chi, and Meng Chi cast a sideways glance at Yang Zile, defending himself, "Listen to his nonsense. I'm not sick and crazy, and I have to drive soon, so I can't drink."

When Yang Zile received Meng Chi's slap in the face, he naturally didn't dare to talk about it, and said repeatedly: "Yes, yes, he wants to drive. Actually, he can drink quite well."

She Shan smiled and didn't ask any further questions, and then asked Meng Chi if he had time these two days, if he wanted to go and see his photos, and help out with ideas on which ones to choose for exhibition.

Before Meng Chi could speak, Yang Zile agreed for him.

"Isn't the symposium the day after tomorrow in the Convention and Exhibition Center?" Yang Zile said to Meng Chi, "Isn't it a good time for you to drop by and have a look?"

Having said all this, what else can Meng Chi say, he can only say: "Let's see it when the time comes, if you have time, go and see it."

She Shan smiled: "It's up to you, anyway, you have to come on the day of the launch, and everyone will have a meal together in the evening, and then all the models will come, and you, as the C position, are not allowed to come."

"..."

What C position, it looks like a model group is about to debut.

Meng Chi slandered in his heart, but he didn't refuse.

After a while, Du Feng came over and asked them if they had finished soaking and were about to go back.Meng Chi and Yang Zile bid them farewell, and just two steps away, Yu Tingzhi suddenly called out "Meng Chi".

Meng Chi turned his head and saw Yu Tingzhi picked up the cell phone he had left on the soft couch and handed it to him.

Meng Chi walked over to take the phone and said "thank you".

Yu Tingzhi hummed, and said "see you the day after tomorrow".

The day after tomorrow, they really met.Not in the Sheshan pavilion, but at the event site of the symposium.

In addition to the symposium, this event also has exhibitions related to traditional culture. Cultural categories such as wood art, calligraphy, Chinese painting, tea art, etc. each have a small area for product exhibitions.

After the symposium on tea art, Meng Chi wandered around in the guild hall. When he walked to the calligraphy exhibition area, he heard someone shout respectfully, "Mr. Yu is here too."

Probably out of curiosity about Yu Ting's grandfather, he turned his head and took a second look, and then saw the rumored great calligrapher and Yu Tingzhi standing beside him.

Yu Tingzhi's grandfather has gray hair and looks older than Yang Zhengfeng. He is wearing a decent black Chinese tunic suit. He has a tall and straight figure without the slightest hunched appearance. He has an elegant demeanor. He is very cultured and young When the appearance is extraordinary.

In fact, Yu Tingzhi and his grandfather are not very similar, but their temperament is somewhat similar, and they both reveal a faint arrogance.

Meng Chi stood relatively back, and Yu Tingzhi didn't see him.However, he could hear the people around them first complimenting Mr. Yu, and then starting to praise Yu Tingzhi. He could hear compliments like "extraordinary bearing" and "a good-looking talent" in his ears. Someone asked Yu Tingzhi's age and asked if he had a girlfriend.

What kind of friend is a girl? Teacher Yu, who is handsome and handsome, doesn't like women.

Meng Chi thought to himself, when he looked up and saw Du Feng waving at him, he walked over.

Yu Tingzhi was obviously used to this kind of scene, he dealt with these people with a neutral "No, I have no plans for the time being", and then accompanied Yu Zhengmao to the lounge.

"Don't you dislike this kind of occasion?" Yu Zhengmao looked at Yu Tingzhi, "Why did you come here suddenly today?"

"She Shan is preparing for the photography exhibition downstairs, I'll come over to help, and come up to see you." Yu Tingzhi said.

Yu Tingzhi doesn't have many friends, so Yu Zhengmao has heard about those who have contacts, and he nodded: "This kid is developing well now, and I will join in the fun when it is held."

Yu Tingzhi hummed, and glanced at the tea art exhibition area behind him.

"You don't want to hold an art exhibition or something?" Yu Zhengmao asked again.

Yu Tingzhi retracted his gaze and shook his head, "I have no idea for now."

Yu Zhengmao squinted at him for a while, then exhaled and said: "It's not bad to be a teacher, but after all, I'm a bit inferior."

Yu Tingzhi smiled and said nothing.

The two of them didn't say a few words, and then someone came to chat with Yu Zhengmao, and Yu Zhengmao asked Yu Tingzhi to take care of his own affairs, and Yu Tingzhi left here.

Du Feng came to Meng Chi because they met a big client at the reception. The client asked for Meng Chi by name, and thanked Meng Chi for helping him a few years ago, so that he avoided being cheated.

The customer, surnamed Chen, is in his 40s and looks like a smiling Buddha. He is one of the organizers of this event.He and Meng Chi knew each other because Mr. Chen was almost cheated when he went to the porcelain factory to look for purple sand pots years ago, and it was Meng Chi who reminded him so that he didn't let him buy defective products and wasted money.

Mr. Chen is also a tea lover. Hearing that Meng Chi is a tea artist, he has a good impression of him, and bought a lot of tea at Youran Teahouse.

In fact, Leisurely Tea House is not qualified to participate in this event, and it is also because of Mr. Chen's special invitation.It was getting late, and Yang Zhengfeng had always disliked receptions. He and Du Feng didn't stay long at the reception, and asked Meng Chi to chat with Mr. Chen, and the two went back first.

Mr. Chen chatted with Meng Chi for a long time, from tea to pot, and from pot to tea, and poured Meng Chi two glasses of champagne with half persuasion and half respect.When someone called him, he told Meng Chi not to leave in a hurry, and they would have a good chat later.

The heating was fully turned on at the reception, and people came and went, making it unavoidably noisy.Watching Mr. Chen leave, Meng Chi stood for a while and felt a little dizzy. He wanted to go out to get some air, and then bumped into Yu Tingzhi who was about to go downstairs.

Because he was going to a reception, Meng Chi changed his normal style and wore a serious suit instead of a casual style or a retro Chinese style.

A black blazer, a white shirt, and a dark blue tie with silver embroidered patterns.The bangs on the forehead were combed back and fixed with hairspray. The whole handsome face was completely exposed, and the temperament of the whole body changed from elegant and easy-going to calm and capable, a little more correct than usual.

The temperature in the room was high, and he drank wine again, and a faint crimson color appeared on his face, making it more vivid.Meng Chi loosened his tie, fully revealing his slender neck and well-defined collarbone, with the little mole under his tall and straight eyebrows, when he smiled, there was a little bit of his own from the tightly stitched seriousness. ruffian.

Looking at him, Yu Tingzhi suddenly felt that Meng Chi in front of him seemed to be a different person. Meng Chi in a suit overturned his inner perception of Meng Chi, but it deepened his understanding of Meng Chi.

"Teacher Yu?" Meng Chi loosened his tie, turned his head and saw Yu Tingzhi standing at the end of the corridor, "What are you doing standing there?"

Yu Tingzhi: "Wait for the elevator."

Meng Chi glanced at the indicator light of the elevator next to him, and nodded with an "oh".

"Do you want to go together?" Yu Tingzhi asked.

Meng Chi let out a doubt from his throat, and asked again, "Where are you going?"

"Sheshan's exhibition hall is downstairs." Yu Tingzhi said.

Meng Chi stared at the ever-increasing number of floors, as if he was thinking, until the number stopped changing and the elevator door opened, he said "OK" as if returning to his senses.

After entering the elevator, the noise around him faded away, and the surroundings returned to silence. Meng Chi breathed out a long mouthful of alcohol, then turned his head and asked Yu Tingzhi: "Did you come here with Mr. Yu today?"

Yu Tingzhi hummed.

Meng Chi nodded, "I just listened to Mr. Yu's calligraphy lecture."

"Oh?" Yu Tingzhi asked, "Are you interested in calligraphy?"

"Not interested," Meng Chi smiled, "I didn't understand what he said so much."

A slight smile appeared on Yu Tingzhi's face: "If you want to learn, I can teach you."

"No, no," Meng Chi shook his head again and again, "I won't show my shameless words."

As soon as the words fell, the elevator arrived, and the two walked out one after the other.

The exhibition halls here are not yet open, so no one is there, and the lights are not turned on. There are only a few lights in the corridor, and the temperature is much lower than upstairs, but fortunately it is not very cold.

After walking about 100 meters, Meng Chi saw a large lighted exhibition hall in front of him. As far as he could see, there were already several hanging photos, including music, chess, calligraphy and painting.

As soon as he walked into the exhibition hall, Meng Chi met the nude photos of himself, and was speechless for a moment.

She Shan really did what he said, and placed this photo in the C position, and magnified it many times, almost occupying the C position of half of the wall.

"Is this a bit too exaggerated?" Meng Chi's mouth twitched.

Yu Tingzhi looked up at the photo, his glasses-free eyes showed a little appreciation: "No, it's very beautiful."

Meng Chi inexplicably felt a little hot on his face, so he continued walking inside without looking any further.

She Shan was instructing a few staff members to place the photo in a suitable position. Seeing that they just waved their hands to say hello, she continued to direct the workers to adjust the position of the photo from left to right with a loud voice.Meng Chi just wandered around by himself.

The exhibition is almost finished. Besides Meng Chi, there are indeed many different models, both male and female, old and young. The works integrate Guzheng, Go, calligraphy and other elements.Many of the good-looking male and female models have exposed part of their bodies, but they have no sexual emotion.Meng Chi couldn't think of how to describe it, he could only say that the shots were very artistic.

As he walked, Meng Chi stopped in front of a calligraphy-themed photo. In the photo, besides the elegant running script on rice paper, there was also a hand holding a pen.

"Is this you?" Meng Chi turned around and asked Yu Tingzhi.

Yu Tingzhi seemed surprised that he saw it, nodded and said, "That's right."

Meng Chi clicked his tongue triumphantly, admiring the hands in the photo with squinted eyes.

Good-looking hands, good-looking in everything you do.

Thinking of this, Meng Chi turned his head again, and his eyes fell on Yu Tingzhi's hands hanging beside him: "Your hands may be born to create art. No, your hands are works of art."

Hearing this, Yu Tingzhi raised his hand slightly: "Really?"

"Yeah," Meng Chi nodded, and he took two steps towards Yu Tingzhi's side. His eyes fell on his hands unconsciously with a bit of stupidity, and he said with emotion, "Not only is it pleasing to the eye, but all kinds of manual work It was also fun."

Yu Tingzhi looked at him sideways, and suddenly asked: "Are you teasing me?"

Meng Chi was stunned for a second, then raised his half-down eyelashes to meet Yu Tingzhi's gaze.

Looking at each other for a moment, Meng Chi suddenly put his left hand on Yu Tingzhi's palm, and at the same time raised the corners of his mouth, showing a malicious smile.

While drawing circles back and forth on his palm with his warm fingers, he said in a low voice, "This is considered molesting you, Teacher Yu."

The author says:

Teacher Yu: Don't force me!