Deliberately attack

Chapter 387
Few of the people who can come to ESMOD to study are from poor families. It is normal for the family business to be related to the clothing industry.

Tom was very proud of his cotton garden from the bottom of his heart, and when he heard that Tang Yili was also very interested, his eyes lit up.

It was James who talked a lot with Tang Yili before, he just listened in, and subconsciously felt that girls who were too beautiful were a little arrogant.

To put it bluntly, she is proud of everything, except for the sun, the earth has to revolve around her.

Tom doesn't like women, and naturally he doesn't like to spoil them. He usually keeps a respectful distance from Tang Yili, and he never feels at ease when he listens to James nagging about Tang Yili.

After getting along today, Tom has reshaped his impression of Tang Yili, which is "decent". It can be seen that her family is well-off, well-educated, she has a certain amount of advances and retreats towards her elders, and she is even a little uncomfortable with how attractive she is. Self-knowledge means.

It seems that James made the right choice, this "girlfriend" is so good, his parents should be quite satisfied, and he should pass this test.

Tom made a wish and said: "When I return to China, I will have the opportunity to invite you to visit the Great Northwest, and then see if there is any chance. The two of us will do business together."

"Okay." Tang Yili responded heartily.

The two split up, one went upstairs and the other went out to attend to their respective affairs.

Tang Yili's class today was not originally planned, and the professor of plate making and molding invited her to come alone.

The reason started half a month ago, because in the course of clothing history, there was a part of pattern making. This professor named Tang Sen randomly asked Tang Yili to demonstrate on stage. Who knew that she did it very well, so he paid attention to it. Tang Yili found that her basic skills were very solid.

In terms of plate making, it can be called talent.

So, today, I asked her to use her spare time to assist her in teaching undergraduates. Townsend would explain it, and Tang Yili would go around the venue to tailor the details for the students.

It may be that there is an extra beautiful foreign aid, the students with all kinds of faces are extremely excited, even the students who usually fish in troubled waters have to raise their hands several times, asking Tang Yili to come and tutor.

After a big class, Tang Yili was so tired that her back hurt.

What's more, when everyone was gone, Professor Townsend said, "Tang, because of you, there are a lot of students attending today, so next time you have class, please be sure to come."

Putting the words "please" and "must" together makes it less friendly.

Tang Yili frowned inwardly, and refused directly: "Professor, my class is full next week, so I may not have time..."

"I've checked everything. Your class is a practical class. If you come to my class, it can be regarded as a kind of practice. I will ask Christo to give you a score. Don't worry."

How can visiting the studio of a local French designer have the same gold content as tutoring undergraduates?
Tang Yili is not a person who is satisfied with just mixing credits.

She bluntly said: "Professor, your jurisdiction is too broad. The school has already made arrangements for what to teach in my practical classes. I can't change it arbitrarily just because of your words and your power."

"I came to be your teaching assistant today, and I have already sacrificed my personal time. You shouldn't squeeze my labor further."

Oriental students are notoriously reserved and shy.

Townsend obviously didn't expect Tang Yili to blatantly refuse, and his sense of superiority as a white man immediately annoyed him.

"Miss Tang, you dare to say that I'm squeezing you and slandering your teacher like this. Have you ever thought about how you're going to finish your course if you offend me while you're here with me?!"

Tang Yili was taken aback.

She is not afraid of threats, but the habit of being angry when she is not happy, which was developed a long time ago. At that time, with Tang Feng's money and Xun Lang's power, she was escorted, and she was not afraid of anything.

Now, far away overseas, she is studying alone. No one knows who she is, and she is no different from ordinary students. Where did she get the confidence to be a teacher.

What's more, he still holds the power of life and death of his own subject.

She hesitated for a moment.

At this moment, Tang Sen saw Tang Yili's weakness and laughed wildly. He stepped off the podium, looked around Tang Yili up and down, and finally stood still with his hands behind his back.

"It seems that you still know what awe is."

"Tang, if you want to get those credits from me smoothly, you'd better be obedient and follow my request."

Townsend took out a document from his book bag, "My class will be next Thursday. You should preview it in advance. It is best to make samples in advance so that you can show them to your classmates in class."

After finishing speaking, Townsend put down the materials and walked away. Before he left, the arrogance in his eyes, and the provocation that you couldn't do anything about me, made Tang Yili very angry.

Her shoulders heaved and she calmed down for a long time. She picked up the manuscript and was about to check it when suddenly her phone rang.

It is WeChat.

With the information in one hand, she hooked it to the place where she put her purse, took out her mobile phone, and saw the name of the person who sent the message, and she immediately put aside the anger she just received.

When discussing the output of emotional value, Xun Lang is No.1 at any time.

No one can match him.

[When are you free, I want to ask you to meet. 】

Through the short text, Tang Yili can already think of Xun Lang's tone, which should be cold and unattached. If she refuses, maybe he will never take the initiative to contact her again.

Their relationship is like a gossamer. After each meeting, it may be a long time before the next goodbye.

Tang Yili responded, saying that he was free tomorrow afternoon.

……

On the balcony of the Red Mansion Apartment, Tang Yili set up a workbench, one meter by two meters, covered with a thin layer of black velvet cloth to facilitate cutting and nailing.

That night, the doors and windows were wide open, and she faced the summer night and the neon lights of Paris, doing the work at hand, occasionally leaning over the desk, and occasionally looking up admiringly, looking into the distance.

Halfway through, Tang Feng called and asked her daughter what she was doing.

Their father and daughter always talk on the phone. It is midnight in Paris and early morning in Beishi. After Tangfeng runs in the morning, when he is relaxing for a walk, he will call Tang Yili to ask about his daily life.

Most of the time, they talk about Shao Ang. For example, recently, Shao Ang will turn over, and it will take four months to turn over, which is one-third later than expected. Tangfeng is still wondering: "The son of the world champion, the sportsman It shouldn't be this bad."

Tang Yili listened to Yile, smiled lightly, and didn't mention Xun Lang much.

It was almost the working time in Beishi, and before Tangfeng was about to hang up, he suddenly said mysteriously: "Daughter, Dad will visit you in Paris next weekend, okay?"

Tang Yili was pleasantly surprised, but at the same time asked: "Are you free?"

"I was very busy at first." Tangfeng showed the good intentions of an old father, "But you are floating outside alone, so I can't rest assured. I will go and see that you are adapting well, so I can rest assured."

(End of this chapter)