Seeing Xu Jianian's confident demeanor, Jiang Sheng nodded.
“Then I’ll leave this to you,” Jiang Sheng said. Just then, he saw Zhao Xuehui and Zhou Changgui walking in the west direction, so he quickly grabbed Xu Jianian’s wrist. “Hurry up, they’re leaving!”
Xu Jianian was stunned. Looking at the slender and strong hand holding his wrist, he let the other person hold his hand and subconsciously forgot to break free.
The two walked forward one after the other, and soon followed Zhao Xuehui and Zhou Changgui to a fairly clean and tidy noodle shop.
Watching the two enter the noodle shop, Xu Jianian winked at Jiang Sheng beside her.
"You wait here for a bit, I'll go make a call to the supply and marketing cooperative across the street!"
Jiang Sheng didn't know what Xu Jianian was up to until now, but after hearing what she said, he roughly guessed what it was.
It seems Xu Jianian is going to seek outside help.
In any case, as long as someone can overhear their conversation in the noodle shop and prove to Xu Jianian that Zhou Changgui is indeed that kind of person, then their goal will be achieved.
As Jiang Sheng was thinking this, he saw his second sister and Zhou Changgui sitting by the window in the noodle shop across the street, chatting and laughing.
As for Zhou Changgui, no one knows what he said to Zhao Xuehui, but a sweet smile appeared on Zhao Xuehui's face the next second.
“Teacher Zhou,” Zhao Xuehui smiled as she looked at Zhou Changgui, “I happen to be free this Saturday, so let’s do it this way.”
Upon seeing that the other party had accepted his invitation, Zhou Changgui was overjoyed, but his face remained calm.
"That's good," Zhou Changgui said with a relieved expression, and then teased with a smile, "I thought my invitation would scare you away, Xuehui. I'm actually very happy that you accepted."
These words stirred something within Zhao Xuehui, and a smile involuntarily appeared on her face.
"How could that be? Professor Zhou is a person of noble character and so talented. To be invited by Professor Zhou is, to be honest, an honor for me!"
The two teased each other for a while, then couldn't help but chuckle at each other, and the atmosphere became slightly ambiguous.
As for Zhou Changgui, he thought the time was almost ripe. Thinking of the poem in his pocket, he was about to say something when...
A very pretty girl walked in from the restaurant entrance.
The girl looked to be about seventeen years old, wearing a pure white dress, with delicate and outstanding features.
The moment the girl entered the restaurant, she immediately attracted the attention of everyone inside.
As for Zhou Changgui, he naturally couldn't escape the same fate.
Looking at the girl in front of him, a look of amazement flashed across Zhou Changgui's eyes.
This girl is really pretty. If Zhao Xuehui hadn't been sitting right across from him, he would have really wanted to take this opportunity to see if he could pretend to be a high school teacher and get to know her.
However, it was only for a moment before Zhou Changgui dismissed the thought in his mind.
After all, Zhao Xuehui had clearly fallen for him, and with just a little more effort, he was sure he could win her heart.
Moreover, although this girl is beautiful, she is still slightly inferior to Zhao Xuehui and Xu Jianian.
Zhou Changgui was only stunned for a moment before quickly looking away and smiling at Zhao Xuehui in front of him.
As for Zhao Xuehui, it was the first time she had seen such a beautiful girl. However, seeing that Zhou Changgui still only had eyes for her, she couldn't help but smile faintly.
"The noodles should be almost done. By the way, Teacher Zhou, you said you had something else to discuss with me today. What is it?"
Zhou Changgui smiled slightly, and just as he was about to answer, he noticed that the pretty girl was sitting right behind him.
His back stiffened slightly, but the smile on his face remained completely unchanged.
"It's nothing, I just recently wrote a new poem, and I think it's pretty good. It's something I felt compelled to write."
Upon hearing Zhou Changgui mention that he had written another poem, Zhao Xuehui's eyes lit up slightly, her face full of anticipation.
"I didn't expect Teacher Zhou to be so amazing lately. I remember the poem she wrote last time was quite good, and I didn't expect a second one to appear so soon."
Zhou Changgui gave a modest, faint smile, which carried a hint of embarrassment.
"To be honest, I'm a little embarrassed to say that most of my poems were inspired by you."
Seeing the faint blush rising on Zhao Xuehui's face, Zhou Changgui seized this excellent opportunity to take the poem out of his pocket.
To avoid arousing suspicion, Zhou Changgui made a special copy of the document onto another sheet of paper before showing it to Zhao Xuehui.
Little did they know that sitting behind Zhou Changgui was Su Ruoxue, Xu Jianian's good friend and classmate from high school, whom Xu Jianian had specially called to eavesdrop on their conversation.
Su Ruoxue sat in her seat, with Zhou Changgui behind her.
She had already ordered a bowl of noodles, and while eating it, she listened to the conversation between the two people behind her.
Su Ruoxue did not attend the class reunion at that time because of family matters.
That is why Zhou Changgui happened to not know her.
However, Xu Jianian had told both her and Liu Xiaoli about Zhou Changgui.
Because of Liu Xiaoli's retelling, she naturally knew everything that happened during the class reunion.
Hearing the conversation between the two, Su Ruoxue couldn't help but curl her lips, a hint of disdain flashing in her eyes.
He's nothing but a hypocrite, outwardly handsome but inwardly rotten to the core.
It seems my best friend's judgment isn't very good after all; she's only just realizing what kind of person Teacher Zhou is.
Meanwhile, Zhou Changgui, unaware of all this, happily handed the paper with the poem written on it to Zhao Xuehui.
"This is the poem I wrote. Xuehui, take a look. If there's anything you don't like, please feel free to give me your feedback. I'd be happy to revise it."
Because they already knew in advance that this poem was written by Zhou Changgui based on his own experience.
So Zhao Xuehui looked at the poem in front of her, her cheeks slightly flushed, and she took the paper with a red face.
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