Pei Moyun has "No. 77" in her hand, which is an indisputable fact, and getting "No. 77" is what she must do, so Qi Ran told herself countless times that she must not conflict with Pei Moyun, at least, she has to endure it.

When Qi Ran got home, he began to use the information of the Paris Design Competition.

She hadn't designed it herself for a while, and her current position allowed her to do more of a review.

"Didi ••••••" sent a text message reminder from the mobile phone at hand.

"Tomorrow weekend, do you have time to see Teacher Meng Qian's art exhibition?"

Qi Ran's originally absent-minded mood was suddenly attracted by Meng Qian's name.

Qi Ran threw down the paintbrush and sent a text message back to ask Song Yi for the specific time and place.

In this world, if there is still Qi Ran who can use the word proximity to talk about a person, then there should only be Meng Qian.

When she first started learning to paint, she learned Chinese painting from Meng Qian, so Meng Qian was his enlightenment teacher. In addition, when he was in the Academy of Fine Arts, he took good care of her. Therefore, Qi Ran was undoubtedly excited to hear the news.

At ten o'clock in the morning of the next day, Qi Ran wore a black and white casual suit and appeared in the center of the Convention and Exhibition Center with Song Yi.

"It's been a long time since I've seen you so happy, and I'll see that the teacher will have to control the joy of fainting."

Qi Ran's head, which was originally looking around, turned back. Raising his elbow at the same time, he slightly pushed Song Yi's chest.

"I'm going to have to tell the teacher about your case in a while."

Song Yi raised his lips with a harmless smile. Qi Ran was willing to joke with her, it was the best.

Soon the voice of the host came from the quiet venue.

"Welcome to the first stop of Mr. Meng Qian's "Ordinary" touring exhibition, let us invite Mr. Meng Qian."

Qi Ran pulled Song Yi and ran quickly to the center stage. squeezed into the middle of the crowd, squeezed to the front row at the same time as Meng Qian took the stage, a pair of eyes, all worship.

Looking at the person in a gray Tang suit on the stage, the black hair in his memory has been dyed with white frost, and he has entered old age from the middle-aged man he first met.

Qi Ran's eyes turned red.

Meng Qian on the stage naturally saw Qi Ran, and smiled slightly in Qi Ran's direction, which was regarded as a greeting.

Then he said a lot with a smile on his face.

Meng Qian's speech ended with a reporter's question, and it was already an hour after these indispensable entertainments were over.

And Qi Ran stood in the very front position, waiting motionlessly.

Until all the reporters left, Meng Qian walked off the stage.

Qi Ran took two steps forward and looked at each other, the joy of saying goodbye to the reunion was an impatient greeting.

"Teacher."

Meng Qian hugged Qi Ran and patted her back gently, just like a loving elder who felt sorry for his child. And this scene also made Song Yi's heart soften, because of Meng Qian's appearance, it shows that there are still people in this world who love Qi Ran.

Qi Ran held back tears.

Meng Qian held Qi Ran's shoulders, looked at her carefully, and said distressedly, "You have suffered." ”

"No, no, teacher, I'm doing well."

Meng Qian's life has reached his old age, and he has already experienced all kinds of life situations, how could he not know how much truth and falsehood in what Qi Ran said.

"You kid."

The two exchanged pleasantries for a while, until Song Yi on the side coughed twice to prove his existence.

"Teacher, do you want to be so partial, you can ignore an earth-shattering handsome person like me?" A mischievous voice interrupted the two.

Meng Qian noticed Song Yi at this time, but in order to hide the embarrassment that he had just ignored Song Yi, he immediately laughed and joked, "You kid hasn't changed at all, and you're still so arrogant." ”

Song Yi immediately pretended to be a wronged white rabbit, "Teacher, you are more feminine than men, how can you, I have obviously changed, otherwise you wouldn't have recognized me." ”

"Who says I didn't recognize you?" Song Yi and Meng Qian were arguing, making Qi Ran on the side couldn't help laughing. Such a familiar scene is as if they are still in college, they have not been polluted by the reality of this society, and they are still so unscrupulous to talk about all kinds of interesting problems with teachers.

"Why haven't you caught up with Qi Yatou yet?"

When Qi Ran wasn't paying attention, Meng Qian asked quietly, with a look of disgust for Song Yi.

"Teacher, what do you mean that you haven't caught up yet, Ran Ran Ke has been with me all the time."

"Come on, I don't know you kid, you must be a dead face pestering our Qi girl every day. You kid, you're full of flowers. ”

"Ranran, teacher, he bullied me again."

Song Yi suddenly shouted aggrievedly at Qi Ran, who was half a step behind him, as if Meng Qian had done something big and made him feel aggrieved.

Qi Ran just smiled faintly and looked away, and said lightly, "Being able to speak shows that the teacher is still merciful." ”

"Haha!"

Meng Qian couldn't help laughing, such a time is really not relived for a long time.

At the end of the exhibition, Meng Qian left Song Yi and Qi Ran.

Song Yi recommended Meng Qian to the "old place".

A table of eight immortals, a table of authentic dishes, and the three teachers and students who reunited after a long absence, no one thought of it. Once in college, the usual scenes were only able to be re-enacted a few years after graduation.

Fortunately, time has not diluted the affection between them.

"Where did the teachers go when they retired?"

Song Yi has always been a communicator, so this meal made Meng Qian very happy.

Meng Qian doesn't need to go to any high-end restaurants, he doesn't need to prepare any delicacies from the mountains and seas, just because an ordinary home-cooked meal can satisfy Meng Qian.

"I've been cultivating myself in Zhongnan Mountain all these years, if it weren't for your master's request, I really wouldn't want to come out and toss. I didn't expect to meet the two of you at the first stop, and you've been here for so long after graduation? ”

Qi Ran put a bowl of fish soup in front of Meng Qian, "It's because the student is not good, and I haven't greeted the teacher for so many years." ”

"Teacher Meng needs to stay here for a while longer."

Song Yi's words are full of the friendship of the landlord.

"This is natural, your wife hasn't been back for a long time, Xiao Ran has time to take her for a walk."

Qi Ran agreed.

At the end of dinner, when Song Yi went to pick up the car, Meng Qian couldn't help but ask some questions.

"Song Yi is a good boy, but you still can't let it go, can you?"

Qi Ran looked at Meng Qian in surprise, a pair of eyes that had gone through vicissitudes, blazing, and seemed to be able to see her mind clearly.

"Teacher•••••• how do you know?"

"Xiao Ran, in the past, let it pass. Why bother with memories? ”

Song Yi's car drove over.

On the way home, Qi Ran stared at Song Yi next to him with a pair of eyes and inquiry.

When did the teacher know about her? Why did he mention it now?

Did Song Yi say it?