Contractual Marriage: We’re Meant to Be Together

61. Who Says He Can’t Win?

Translator: Alanese Fantasy

“Stop!” Yan Chuyang turned around and said in a flat voice, “I’m very busy. I have to take time to practice, so I won’t come back tonight, either. I’ll sleep in the dorm.” Then he strode out.

Wei Qing was left alone, seeing helplessly the figure disappear at the door.

At noon, Wei Qing finished his work early and went home to make some food that Yan Chuyang liked to eat. He placed the food in a thermal lunch box and prepared to send it to the school.

Yan Chuyang got thinner quickly. In just a week, his shoulder blades were more prominent.

Wei Qing could feel his pressure but he didn’t understand it.

It was just a match. It didn’t matter even if he lost. However, Yan Chuyang seemed to value this competition.

To be honest, Wei Qing couldn’t agree with this kind of obstinancy.

If it were someone else, Wei Qing would definitely be full of ridicule, but now this idiot was Yan Chuyang so he could only feel sorry for him.

Wei Qing gave Wei Yuan a call. After knowing that Yan Chuyang was in the school’s art gallery, he went there with the lunch box in his hand.

He once drove Yan Chuyang there to practice drawing, so he was quite familiar with the way.

When he reached the door and was about to push it, he heard the voice of a middle-aged woman.

“None of these paintings are good…” The teacher threw all the homework Yan Chuyang handed in to the ground and said, “Chuyang, they’re not what you really can do.”

Yan Chuyang’s expression changed. He hurriedly picked them up and said, “Teacher, I painted all this last night. Please take another look.”

The teacher sighed and shook her head helplessly. “Chuyang, if this represents your true strength, I advise you to drop out of this competition now, because you won’t be able to enter the finals.”

Yan Chuyang’s body swayed and his eyes flashed slightly, “Are they… so bad?”

The teacher sighed and took the painting from Yan Chuyang’s hand again. Looking at the seemingly anxious strokes on it, she said, “Don’t you think you’ve been too anxious and desirous of success recently?”

Yan Chuyang shook his head. “I just want to make the best use of time and work hard to draw more…”

“But the competition needs good quality, not quantity.”

Yan Chuyang looked down in panic, “I thought that if I draw more, my painting skill might improve faster.”

The teacher was obviously impatient. “If you think so, then you don’t have to participate in the competition. You won’t win.”

“Who said he couldn’t win?” A gloomy voice interrupted the conversation between the two people in the room.

Wei Qing suddenly pushed the door open and entered.

Yan Chuyang turned back in astonishment and saw Wei Qing. He quickly stood up and walked to him, “Why are you here?”

Wei Qing didn’t say anything. He just pushed Yan Chuyang aside and walked to the drawing board. He squatted down and picked up the paintings scattered on the ground.

“Miss, Chuyang is indeed a little anxious, but as his teacher, you should be clear about his capability. He is excellent, but recently, he has been under great pressure, so he’s not confident enough. But you still discourage him even though you know that. Isn’t it against your career ethics?”

The teacher looked obviously embarrassed and snorted, “As his teacher, I have an obligation to make the most accurate evaluation of him. What I said is correct. He won’t win in his current state.”

Wei Qing snorted and flicked the dust on the paper, “I wondered why Chuyang had always been absent-minded recently. I thought something had happened to him. It turns out that he met a teacher like you who has always discouraged him.”

“Wei Qing!” Yan Chuyang hurriedly approached him and tugged at his collar, “Don’t talk to the teacher like that. She is the most professional teacher in our academy.”

“The most professional?” Wei Qing sneered and shook his head. “Without career ethics, she is still not a good teacher.”

“You!” The woman’s face turned pale. After grinding her teeth for a long time, she suddenly rolled down her sleeves and said, “I can’t teach you. I quit, OK?”

Wei Qing nodded, “I didn’t plan to let you teach.”

The woman snorted, shook her arm and turned to leave.

Yan Chuyang hurriedly stomped and caught up to stop her. “Teacher, my brother is mean. Don’t take it seriously.”

The teacher stopped and gradually calmed down when she saw Yan Chuyang’s apologetic look. She said guiltily, “Chuyang, in fact, I should’ve told you that I’m sorry. I’ve been a little impatient recently. I know you don’t have enough confidence, but I still speak in that way…”

“It doesn’t matter,” Yan Chuyang scratched the back of his head and said anxiously, “Don’t say that. I know I’m not good enough and let you down.”

The woman sighed. “Actually, I’ve been in a bad mood recently because something happened to my family.”

“Did you vent your anger on my brother just because you were in a bad mood?” Wei Qing interrupted meaningfully beside him.

“Cut it out!” Yan Chuyang interrupted him loudly.

Wei Qing snorted and stopped.

The teacher said with embarrassment, “Chuyang, you had a bad mentality because of me. In short, you keep working hard. I might not be able to teach you recently.”

“Teacher.…”

“I’m leaving now,” the woman patted Yan Chuyang’s shoulder and said in a low voice, “Try your best in the competition and trust yourself.”

Seeing her resolute attitude, Yan Chuyang couldn’t say anything to stop her. He could only agree in a low voice and watch as she turned around and walked out.

Seeing the door close, Wei Qing walked over to him and hugged him on the shoulder. “Later, I’ll send a text message to my assistant, asking him to find a teacher who is much more professional than this woman. She spoke without careful consideration. How dare she… Ah!” Wei Qing exclaimed abruptly.

Yan Chuyang clenched his fists and punched Wei Qing’s shoulder.

“What are you doing?” Wei Qing took a step back for being beaten and looked up at the person in front of him in confusion.