The camera finally turned to Luo Zhengbin's notebook.
I guess many viewers didn’t expect that the notebook contained Luo Zhengbin’s sketches.
He drew a pair of shoes, which were Su Xiuli's high heels yesterday.
There is also a picture of Su Xiuli wearing high heels, revealing her heels.
What I am drawing is the silver high heels that Su Xiuli is wearing today.
Zhang Yingyuan gave a kind smile. In fact, he also liked taking pictures of women's feet.
But he prefers to go barefoot.
The rain stopped and the two of them stopped what they were doing almost at the same time.
Su Xiuli smiled and closed the book: "Are you going to class?"
"Yeah." Luo Zhengbin stopped in front of her: "What's the book you're reading about?"
[I am so illiterate that I can’t even understand the title of the book.]
"Poetry." Su Xiuli smiled brightly when she saw Luo Zhengbin's confused expression.
She is like a playful older sister teasing the little boy.
Su Yin's smile melted the hearts of countless male audience members. If they had met such a mysterious and beautiful sister in high school, they would have fallen in love with her 100%.
"There is faint thunder and the weather is gloomy, but I hope the wind and rain will come and keep you here." Su Xiuli said softly in Japanese.
Her voice was like a naughty cat, tickling Luo Zhengbin's heart.
Although he didn't understand, this poem and the tone of her recitation were imprinted in his mind.
Meeting under the pavilion after the rain became an unspoken understanding between the two.
On the fifth day, it rained moderately.
Luo Zhengbin brought Su Xiuli a breakfast, even though he didn't know the woman's name yet.
"I, I made it myself. I accidentally made one extra portion." Luo Zhengbin handed over the lunch box quickly.
"It's delicious." Su Xiuli praised him.
On the seventh day, it rained heavily.
Su Xiuli also tried to make breakfast.
But it's only for one person.
"Let me try it." The moment Su Xiuli opened the lunch box, Luo Zhengbin had already picked up a piece of fried egg with chopsticks.
Su Xiuli covered her mouth, not out of surprise or disgust, but out of nervousness and fear.
"Emmm." Luo Zhengbin swallowed the fried egg with great difficulty. "Too much salt."
"This is my first time cooking." It was the first time that Su Xiuli showed such a vivid expression in front of Luo Zhengbin.
Today she was still reading a book, but it was an original English book.
Luo Zhengbin continued to write and draw in the notebook, and even imagined Su Xiuli's bare feet in his mind.
Day 8, sunny.
Su Xiuli still went to the park on time, but there was no one else in the pavilion except her.
However, the sound of slogans of old men and women practicing Tai Chi could be heard not far away.
Luo Zhengbin lay on the table, and his deskmate looked as if he had seen a ghost.
"Why are you here?"
"I won't skip class unless it rains in the morning." Luo Zhengbin looked at the bright sky outside the window weakly.
"What a strange principle."
Luo Zhengbin's mother excitedly tore off the last page of the August calendar, revealing September 1st.
"Son, today you officially start your second year of high school!"
Luo Zhengbin quickly drank a mouthful of porridge and went to school with his bag on his back.
"Hey, have you heard that our class will have a new English teacher?" Several girls gathered together, chattering and gossiping.
Like Luo Zhengbin, more people are furiously "copying" their summer homework.
"Old Yang really doesn't teach us anymore."
"She's going to have a baby, and it seems she's applied to go to the junior high school department, saying it's less stressful there."
"What does the new English teacher look like? Is she pretty?" a boy asked.
"You're dreaming! Pretty female teachers only appear in TV dramas!"
Luo Zhengbin finished copying the homework and took out his notebook.
On the new page are the prices of various leathers and tools.
The final total was 4,300.
Luo Zhengbin then added: "I earned 2,500 yuan during the summer vacation, and I still need 1,800 yuan."
The camera turns to a flashback. It turns out that Luo Zhengbin would go out to work after dinner every day during the summer vacation.
After the cram school was over, he worked from eight in the morning to six in the evening.
"..." The head teacher finished a long speech: "Today you will have a new English teacher, Teacher Su. Teacher Su is a top student from Beijing. Be good, okay?"
Luo Zhengbin had no interest in this. He just took out a small book on how to make shoes from his schoolbag and used the English book as a cover.
Luo Zhengbin suddenly raised his head only after the new English teacher introduced himself.
Su Xiuli stood on the podium, and when she spoke English, it sounded as beautiful as her Japanese.
[She is actually my teacher??!!]
When Ling Hu saw this, he couldn't help but burst out laughing.
"I'm sorry, I think if I were Luo Chen, I would be digging myself out of the villa in embarrassment right now."
"Really?" Yang Yi didn't quite understand the young man's reasoning. "If it were me, I'd feel bad. Falling in love with a teacher during school days is not allowed for me."
"But I read a report," Helian Bei said softly, "In fact, many people have had feelings for their teachers when they were students. Of course, it's not just love, it could be other emotions."
Chang Tiesheng became alert.
If it was just a love story between a little boy and an older sister, Thaksin's would be a sweet love story.
But when it comes to teacher-student love, he immediately smells the scent of tragedy.
Thinking back to the beginning of the movie, he felt more and more that Zhou Yiyang was lying.
Su Xiuli finally saw Luo Zhengbin sitting by the back window.
[How could he be my student...]
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