South of Chutian

The next afternoon, the three met in the rehearsal room.Tang Heng didn't mention the project, An Yun seemed to have forgotten, and didn't say anything.They rehearsed like this for a whole afternoon, and in the evening, all three of them were sweating profusely. Jiang Ya was beating the drums so much that she could barely lift her arms. Tang Heng also felt as if all his strength had been drained. He was extremely tired and happy at the same time.

"It can't be done, it can't be done," Jiang Ya said angrily, leaning against the corner of the wall, "Are you fucking convulsed? I'm exhausted."

An Yun wiped the sweat from her forehead: "Let's go eat."

Tang Heng didn't say anything, but just put the guitar in his bag.The three walked out of the rehearsal room, and An Yun asked, "What do you want to eat?"

"Barbecue!" Jiang Ya shouted, "I must eat fifty skewers of lamb kidneys."

An Yun rolled her eyes and ignored him, and asked Tang Heng instead: "What do you want to eat?"

"I don't care," Tang Heng paused, "find a quieter place."

In the end, I went to a barbecue restaurant with a private room. Jiang Ya muttered that he didn't feel any private room after eating barbecue. An Yun patted his head and told him to shut up, but Tang Heng was still indifferent and didn't respond.

It wasn't until the skewers they ordered were served that Jiang Ya belatedly asked, "Son, are you unhappy?"

An Yun looked at Tang Heng and said helplessly, "Isn't this obvious?"

"There was something wrong with him last night!" Jiang Ya frowned, "Why, is that straight man really a straight man?! It's completely useless?!"

Tang Heng: "Shut up—"

"Oh," An Yun seemed to be taken aback for a moment, and then said meaningfully, "Which straight man? Why didn't I know about this?"

Tang Heng scolded in a low voice: "Stop fucking pretending."

"I told you a long time ago that he is straight," An Yun sighed, "You still don't believe me."

Jiang Ya was shocked: "It's been a long time? Wait, Brother An, do you know that man?"

"Eat your kidney," An Yun said, "Then you are sure now that he is straight?"

"confirmed."

"This is the best way, originally, even if he is not straight...you'd better not provoke him."

"why?"

"Rabbits don't eat grass beside their nests!" An Yun said confidently, as if she didn't have the slightest thought about Tian Xiaoqin, "He's your uncle's student, what trouble would it be if you two fell out? Are you dating under the nose of your uncle? It must be discovered."

"I don't agree with what you said. If you like it, go after it. The two elders don't have so many worries. The main problem now is that he is a straight... Fuck me, Tang Heng," Jiang Ya slowly put down her hand "You don't like that guy, do you? Just Tian Xiaoqin's classmate, what about that Li?"

Tang Heng didn't speak, it was a tacit agreement.After a while, he grabbed a bunch of roasted gluten and said nonchalantly: "It's useless anyway, so let's do it."

"Let me tell you one more thing, and you'll understand," An Yun said again, "Do you know why this project was suddenly given to the School of Economics? In fact, we gave it to them."

Tang Heng was stunned: "Why did you give it to them?"

"I heard from my dad that there will be a big project in the future, and the Development and Reform Commission will take the lead. It's not our business. Dean Tu wants to cooperate with the School of Economics, so it has to be a relationship. That's why Teacher Tang gave Zhang Baiyuan a smaller project. , as a favor."

"……you sure?"

"Eight and nine are not far from ten."

Tang Heng was speechless for a moment.He wasn't particularly surprised - he had heard a lot of similar things from his uncle, and it was nothing more than an exchange of benefits.He just didn't understand why his uncle didn't tell him, was it on purpose, or did he forget?

"Don't think about it too much. Mr. Tang may think that this matter may not be possible, so I don't want to say too much." An Yun took a sip of beer and continued, "So you should give the project to Zhang Baiyuan now, Zhang Baiyuan again I have a good relationship with Pan Peng, you know? Pan Peng and Li Yuechi both graduated from Normal University, and I heard that they were a bit conflicted when they were undergraduates."

"Damn," Jiang Ya interjected, "What the fuck, there's still a bedtime session?"

"So Pan Peng asked Zhang Baiyuan to kick Li Yuechi out?"

"Well, it seems that the girl Pan Peng chased after likes Li Yuechi, that's all."

"I see..." Tang Heng was at a loss for words for a while, but it turned out to be like this.No wonder Li Yuechi quit the project team so simply, he really thought it was all because of him, so there was a deeper reason.

"Think about it, if you make trouble for Li Yuechi, it's tantamount to setting Teacher Tang and Dean Zhang against each other. How difficult is it for Teacher Tang?" An Yun persuaded earnestly, "So if you want me to say, you have to deal with Li Yuechi's affairs." Don't get involved at all."

"That buddy is miserable enough," Jiang Ya shook his head while listening, "The project that I worked so hard on is now given to others for nothing."

"Actually, Mr. Tang is also protecting him. If he doesn't get in touch with Pan Peng and the others, nothing else will happen."

"How aggrieved - you cultural people are too dark."

"None of my business," An Yun glared at him, "I didn't get involved in this project."

"According to what you said, that Pan Peng is an idiot."

"It's not a good thing anyway."

"Then tell Tian Xiaoqin to be careful!"

"Well, I told her..."

Tang Heng listened to their words silently, but his mind was not on it at all, and he didn't even feel very angry.He just couldn't help but think of Li Yuechi—what was Li Yuechi's mood when he was kicked out of the project team by Pan Peng and the others?Frustrated, helpless, or angry?Tang Heng found that he couldn't even imagine it.He always felt that Li Yuechi was a very arrogant person. After all, in this world, there are not many people who are both smart and hardworking, and there are even fewer smart, hardworking and handsome people.What happened to Li Yuechi made Tang Heng feel sick, not for Li Yuechi, but a simple bystander's disgust - this feeling is similar to seeing someone spit in front of the statue of Venus with a Broken Arm.

Of course, what An Yun said was right. From a practical point of view, Li Yuechi's withdrawal from the project team was actually the best solution. Li Yuechi must also understand.In the end, it's not his turn to complain about this matter.

"Then you two, is it really over?" An Yun asked cautiously.

Tang Heng nodded.

"Where is there no grass in the end of the world?" Jiang Ya leaned over and hugged Tang Heng, "Isn't it just a man, brother will find you a better one."

Tang Heng glanced at him sideways: "Forget about your aesthetics."

"Don't be stubborn with me, let me tell you, there is a kid in Hanyang Academy of Fine Arts, a freshman, who is the keyboard player of 'Deny'—does Ange know?"

"He's from the Academy of Fine Arts," An Yun said thoughtfully, "Is he very fair? Keep a mushroom head."

"Yes, yes, you are good," Jiang Ya smirked, "I heard that he is also crooked."

Tang Heng said indifferently: "You are so interested, go ahead."

"Don't, I'll help you get acquainted."

"No, no time."

"You fucking..."

"Forget it, forget it," An Yun interrupted Jiang Ya, "Anyway, he's going to go abroad in a year. He's going to America to play with foreign devils."

Later, Tang Heng still met the keyboard player—he was tricked by Jiang Ya.He is indeed a fair and well-behaved boy, with big eyes, mushroom head, 1.6 meters tall, no matter how you look, he looks like a high school student.He has a name that is extremely inconsistent with his temperament, Wu Zhihao, everyone calls him Ah Hao.

Tang Heng confessed to Ah Hao that he didn't want to fall in love, Ah Hao nodded to express his understanding: "I also want to find someone shorter than myself."

Tang Heng: "... Oh?" ​​That's hard to find, isn't it?

"Did you misunderstand," Ahao said shyly, "I am 1."

Tang Heng: "...Oh." It's really not obvious.

The two became friends by accident. At the end of this summer vacation, Tang Heng never saw Li Yuechi again. He either rehearsed and performed with Jiang Ya'an Yun, or hung out with Ah Hao.Ah Hao is a native of Wuhan. He is more familiar with gay bars in Wuhan than he is at home. The two walked shoulder to shoulder and strolled through each family. One was looking for a boyfriend who was shorter than himself, and the other was bored to pass the time.

After that, school started, Tang Heng and Jiang Ya were promoted to senior year, and An Yun began to study for a master's degree.Ordinarily, she and Li Yuechi are both uncle's students, so they should often attend classes together.But Tang Heng never heard her mention Li Yuechi, presumably it was on purpose.In fact, Tang Heng thought it didn't matter, he was not that fragile and hypocritical. In early September, the School of Social Sciences held a lecture, and the speaker was a professor from the University of Chicago, which happened to be the school Tang Heng intended to apply for.Of course he went to that lecture, and unexpectedly ran into Li Yuechi—in fact, it was not surprising, after all, they were all from the same department.Tang Heng went late and sat in the middle of the lecture hall, while Li Yuechi sat in the third row from the right in front of him.Across the black or bald heads, Tang Heng quietly looked at Li Yuechi.I haven't seen him for nearly a month. Li Yuechi seems to have lost weight, but generally speaking, there is not much change.Tang Heng thought he would be sad, but it didn't turn out to be the case, but some inexplicable emotions flitted across his heart like a dragonfly, passing by in a flash, so it didn't matter if he didn't mention it.After the lecture, the guests left first, and then the students flocked to the front and back doors. A large group of people moved out slowly like squeezing toothpaste.That's when Tang Heng saw Li Yuechi, and Li Yuechi saw him too.

Li Yuechi's tone was both polite and alienated: "Student, are you coming to the lecture too?" And he said some nonsense.

Tang Heng said: "Well, he spoke well." It was also nonsense.

Li Yuechi said: "Yes." It was still nonsense.

Then they didn't speak any more, went out, and dispersed separately.

Tang Heng and two classmates strolled to the gate of the social college. After eight o'clock in the evening, it started to rain again in Wuhan.They discussed whether to run back to the dormitory in the rain or wait here before leaving, and then asked Tang Heng if he wanted to go to their dormitory to cook hot pot. Tang Heng said without hesitation, "Yes." The phone vibrated as soon as the words fell After a while, it was a text message from Ahao, asking him to go to the Academy of Fine Arts to see the exhibition tomorrow, because there are Ahao's paintings among them.There is also Jiang Ya's text message, sent more than an hour ago: Zhou Heiya held a campus band competition, do you want to participate?

Going forward, it turned out to be a text message from the counselor—congratulations, Tang Heng, you have passed the selection of the International Exchange Center!Going to Tokyo early next month!