Chapter 14 I'm going home now and waiting for you.
After the curator spoke with Gao Wen, he would come to the curator's office for the next two days to ask her about the training.
In her opinion, Gao Wen is young and naive, and she is in a hurry to find a job after graduation. She also has a lot of training courses to attend, so she has to seize the time to start.
Gao Wen made up all sorts of excuses to decline, and was unwilling to enroll in even a single course.
The curator was a shrewd person and could tell what Gao Wen was thinking at a glance.
All the other teachers are well-behaved; they've all attended multiple training sessions, some costing hundreds of thousands of yuan. Gao Wen, on the other hand, is a complete newcomer, stubborn and unprofessional. Does she think she can teach private tutors? If something goes wrong, won't she be the one responsible?!
The curator abandoned his usual approachable demeanor and even felt that Gao Wen was wasting the opportunity he had worked so hard to secure for her.
When Gao Wen finished class, the curator was standing at the door. She glanced inside and said casually, "Teacher Wenwen, you need to clean the classroom and do some chores after class."
“I’ve already mopped the floor,” Gao Wen said.
She had three classes today, all in this classroom. During the break, she mopped the room twice with a large mop, and changed the yoga mat after each class.
"It's not very clean either." The curator stuck out his foot and wiped the ground, pursing his bright red lips with a hint of disdain. "You need to pay more attention. You make a living off your members, you can't just slack off."
After finishing his speech, the curator left without waiting for Gao Wen's explanation.
Gao Wen slowed down her movements as she packed up the teaching materials. The curator was implying that if she didn't participate in the training and "improve" herself, she was just fooling the members.
Gao Wen prided herself on having seen many filthy faces, and it was quite disgusting that someone could change their attitude so quickly.
As she reached the classroom door, she could still hear the teacher muttering, "Is the curator in a bad mood today? Who upset her again?"
“I don’t know,” another yoga teacher shook her head, then said with a troubled expression, “Are you going to the training next month? It costs 18,000 yuan a session, that’s so expensive.”
"What can we do? In our line of work, if we don't work hard, we'll be eliminated."
Gao Wen slowed her pace and waited until they left before coming out, not wanting to get involved in the topic.
The training courses on the market are a mixed bag. Many so-called masters are just marketing gurus who use training as a guise to create anxiety and hype up others, but in reality, they are just reaping profits. Those so-called certificates are completely useless.
In her previous life, she had received so much formal training, and every single one of it was more useful than what the other person was saying.
When Gao Wen changed her clothes and came out with her bag, Zhang Ni waved to her.
"Why haven't you left yet?" Gao Wen asked with a smile as she walked over.
Zhang Ni put her phone away, finished the half-full glass of water in front of her, stood up and said, "Didn't you say you were going to buy hair ties? I want to browse some jewelry stores too, let's go together."
"Let's go," Gao Wen said.
Just now in class, Gao Wen's hair tie broke, so she just grabbed a replacement from the front desk.
Gao Wen has long, smooth, black hair, which she almost always ties up after class, which uses up a lot of hair ties. It's too late to buy them online, and she also has high standards for the quality of her accessories, so she plans to buy one at a jewelry store in the mall after class.
Zhang Ni was in high spirits and walked towards the elevator side by side with Gao Wen.
As the elevator descended, Zhang Ni said mysteriously to Gao Wen, "I think I just overheard the receptionist and the manager talking about giving you private lessons!"
She felt that Gao Wen was much more attentive in class than the other teachers. Why did the other teachers get private lessons while Gao Wen didn't?
Zhang Ni hopes Gao Wen can earn more money if she can become a private coach.
It was as if her treasure coach was finally about to be discovered for her excellence, and she was genuinely happy for Gao Wen.
"I see." Gao Wen's eyes remained calm, but she still feigned surprise, saying, "I really didn't know that."
The curator had talked to her so many times, but she still didn't attend the so-called training. She didn't think the curator would arrange private lessons for her; they were probably just discussing her situation.
The two were shopping in the mall.
The mall was bustling with people coming and going.
Zhang Ni arrived at a milk tea shop and wanted to treat Gao Wen to milk tea.
"No need," Gao Wen politely declined with a smile, holding up her thermos. "I brought water with me."
"You're making me feel guilty." Zhang Ni glanced at Gao Wen, her desire to drink milk tea diminishing considerably.
After giving birth, Zhang Ni gained some weight. Although Gu Shujie said it was good to gain weight, she still looked different from her younger self. Then look at Gao Wen, with her slender waist and long, straight legs.
Even wearing a coat couldn't hide Gao Wen's great figure, which frequently attracted attention.
"You sweated a lot today, your training was excellent, and your back has become noticeably thinner. It's okay to drink a cup of milk tea," Gao Wen said softly.
"Really?" Zhang Ni's face lit up with a smile. "Then shall I order?"
"Um."
Gao Wen relented, and Zhang Ni drank without any guilt. She happily went to order more, wanting a large cup!
Zhang Ni and Gao Wen went to a jewelry store and bought some hair ties. Since they still had some time, they strolled around the mall and bought some other trinkets.
Before long, Zhang Ni was carrying several bags.
Throughout the entire process, Gao Wen didn't say much, but Zhang Ni kept talking. Although she was two years older than Gao Wen, she was simple-minded and almost revealed all her family's secrets.
According to Zhang Ni, her husband is five years older than her. He used to be her high school tutor. His family wasn't well-off; he came from a remote mountain village and was known for his test-taking skills. Her family didn't approve of his marriage, but she married him without hesitation right after graduation. He was starting his own business and owned his own company.
"He's so good to me." When asked why she married him, Zhang Ni said the same thing as all girls, smiling sweetly, "He's so good to me."
Gao Wen smiled but did not offer her opinion.
According to her thinking, a mismatch between social status and economic background will not end well. Their consumption views are different, and people who have climbed up from the bottom value money the most. They don't care about love.
Gao Wen considers herself a pragmatic person, and economic background has always been the top priority in her criteria for choosing a partner.
Someone like her might not even be capable of loving, so how could she possibly experience love?
Love is fleeting. Her parents were once deeply in love, but what happened in the end? This "love child," who had been pampered since childhood, was ruthlessly abandoned by her mother in her senior year of high school, who also took all her money.
If you choose the economy, you'll still have money in the end, right?
Gao Wen's living conditions taught her that without money, one cannot survive.
“It’s not easy for outsiders to survive here. My husband works incredibly hard for our little family, and he’s still working overtime right now,” Zhang Ni’s voice came again. She looked at the bag in her hand, her face fell, and she looked at Gao Wen. “Oh no, I couldn’t control myself again today and spent so much money!”
"The money's already spent, so as long as you're happy," Gao Wen comforted her.
“That’s true,” Zhang Ni said, her self-reproach vanishing and her face beaming with happiness. “He said as long as I’m happy, that’s all that matters. He earns money for me to spend. After marrying him, he endured a lot of hardship, but he raised me and our daughter very well.” She added, “I’m not just bragging, my parents say so too!”
“I can tell.” Gao Wen smiled sincerely. “He treats you very well. He’s a responsible and dependable man.”
In a city like the capital, the pressure to survive is immense. If a person from out of town works hard to support his family, not only can his wife stay at home full-time, but he can also do some expensive sports without worry, and buy clothes and accessories he likes without hesitation, then his family's finances must be relatively good.
Zhang Ni's personality suggests she's been well-bred; her daughter is cared for by an aunt, and she's married to the person she loves—her life should be considered happy and fulfilling.
Although Gao Wen doesn't believe in so-called love, she simply doesn't believe she can have it. She is emotionally detached and lives a clear-headed and rational life, but she can still feel that other people's love is really good.
“My parents treat my husband like their own son now, and they say I’m not good enough and they can’t rely on me in the future.” Zhang Ni changed the subject, “Speaking of this, I still feel a little disappointed. I feel like I can’t even get my figure back after having a child.”
"Didn't you already lose three pounds?" Gao Wen took out her phone, pulled up a comparison photo, and then said, "I just walked behind you to observe, and your walking posture has improved a lot."
"real?!"
"Um."
Zhang Ni's gloom vanished instantly. She took a big gulp of her milk tea, and a smile returned to her face.
As the two walked downstairs, they passed a coffee shop. A curly-haired girl screamed and immediately stood up.
Everyone was drawn to it.
The curly-haired girl spilled her coffee on her phone and was frantically wiping it off, shaking it vigorously.
Upon seeing this, Zhang Ni recalled Fang Han's incident and casually remarked, "You still need to be careful with these kinds of electronic products. My husband's junior brother brought over a laptop that had been soaked in spilled milk. A lot of parts were damaged, and the repair cost was enough to buy a new computer. I heard that the data is particularly difficult to recover."
Upon hearing this, Gao Wen's heart tightened, and she asked, "Is it his computer?"
Her computer wasn't soaked in milk, so could it be hers?
"No, it should be his girlfriend's," Zhang Ni said hesitantly.
Gao Wen felt relieved again.
She's single, so it definitely isn't hers.
Zhang Ni's phone rang. She answered it and said she had bought a lot of things and spent a lot of money. She laughed heartily at what the other person said. After hanging up, she said goodbye to Gao Wen: "My husband is about to get off work and go home now. I'm going home now. See you tomorrow."
"See you tomorrow." Gao Wen waved gently.
After Zhang Ni left, Gao Wen remembered the computer and sent Fang Han a message: [Are you home?]
In the past two days, she has asked him about the computer twice, and she does seem a little anxious, as if she doesn't trust him.
Gao Wen was trying to come up with an excuse.
Fang Han seemed to know what she wanted to ask, and sent her a picture of a computer, followed by: "No, I have to go back now. I'll bring the computer back to you."
Upon seeing this, Gao Wen was delighted and sent several Ali bowing and thanking emojis: 【I'm going home now and waiting for you.】
The emojis were cute and adorable, but they couldn't compare to Gao Wen's words, "I'll be waiting for you when I get home." Fang Han stared at the message again and again, a subtle yet lingering ripple stirring within him.
"Is it fixed?" Gu Shujie took his coat and car keys and walked over. "You've been tinkering with this for days. If the data wasn't important, I think you could have just given up. You could have made back the money by spending that much time on ten or eight computers."
"Alright." Fang Han got up, packed up his computer, slung his backpack over his shoulder, and walked out.
"Awesome!" Gu Shujie gave Fang Han a thumbs up and left with him.
*
After Gao Wen returned and took a shower, she saw that Fang Han had not yet returned, so she lay on the bed and read a book.
As she read, Gao Wen's eyelids drooped, and she slumped her head down, burying it in the book. At the same time, her phone rang.
Gao Wen looked at the screen and saw that it was a text message from Fang Han.
She got up to open the door, smiling as she said, "You're back?"
"Mm." Fang Han smiled and put his backpack on the chair. He took out his computer and looked at her softly, saying, "It's fixed. Take a look."
Gao Wen was so excited that she came out barefoot, taking small, quick steps. She casually put the book in her hand aside, sat down, and turned on her computer.
The computer could be turned on and the data was still there. Gao Wen finally felt relieved after these past few days. She put her hands together and looked at Fang Han to express her gratitude again: "Thank you, senior. I am so grateful. You are a very kind person."
Fang Han didn't mention a word about the few days he had stayed up, and simply said, "It's nothing serious."
"How much? I'll transfer it to you," Gao Wen said.
Fang Han: "No need, it's not much money. Just buy me some fruit when you go shopping these next few days."
He knew her personality well; if he didn't make some requests, she would feel guilty.
It's good to have give and take.
"Okay, I'll buy you cherries tomorrow!" Gao Wen continued checking the computer, opening the documents and reviewing them carefully.
These are all her hard work.
Fang Han walked over and sat down opposite Gao Wen, picked up the book that she had casually put aside, and read aloud softly, "Sports Injury Rehabilitation Therapy?"
"Hmm." Gao Wen was backing up her data when she casually said, "You wouldn't believe it, would you? I'm a yoga teacher, and I'm not only studying rehabilitation medicine, but also nutrition. I'm even going to take a certification exam!"
Fang Han chuckled softly.
Gao Wen stopped what she was doing, her eyebrows furrowed, and she looked up at him with her dark, clear eyes, saying, "You don't believe me?"
She's a professional!
“No,” Fang Han shook his head, looking down at the book and the dense text on it, and said with a smile, “You’re too professional.”
Why doesn't he believe it?
What attracted him most was Gao Wen's positive and energetic spirit.
"You're praising me." Gao Wen understood, and her slender fingers moved the files on the touchscreen to continue backing up.
"You will definitely pass the exam and do what you want to do." Fang Han's words were so gentle that Gao Wen overlooked the trust and certainty in his tone.
In Fang Han's view, Gao Wen is positive, confident, and exudes a vibrant energy. She possesses a tenacity and a determination to do her best in everything she sets her mind to, striving to the utmost.
This belief, carrying immense power, will lead her step by step toward success.
*
The new week's class schedule was released over the weekend.
Gao Wen's expression darkened when she saw the class schedule.
Her class was scheduled at an even worse time than before.
Classes are scheduled for 7:00 AM, 9:30 PM, and even 1:30 PM. These are the times members dislike the most. They have to get up early and finish class late, so by the time they get back to wash up it's already 11 or 12 PM. Very few people will book a class then.
Gao Wen knew that the curator had arranged this on purpose.
Even if she asks, they'll have plenty of reasons.
She's not a full-time teacher; there are so many teachers in the library who need to be scheduled, and there are only so many classrooms. Any excuse can easily fool her.
She accepted everything without even asking any questions.
Gao Wen's classes, which were always full, started to have empty seats.
Many members who attend Gao Wen's classes have complaints, but only one person is happy: Lin Siyue, who has been unable to schedule classes and has been lying around at home for days.
The receptionist said Gao Wen would contact her after opening a private tutoring session, but so many days have passed and she still hasn't been contacted. She checks the class booking app every day and gets incredibly excited when she sees that Gao Wen's class still has available spots.
For young people, it's only 9:30, the nightlife is just beginning, it's not late at all!
Lin Siyue booked several classes in one go.
One of them was a class at 10 p.m.
When Lin Siyue went to the classroom, there were only two people there. All the other classrooms in the yoga studio were empty. When she arrived, it was so late that there were hardly any people downstairs in the mall.
With five people, Gao Wen's energy was limited after all. If the energy was distributed equally, even if it was strict, each person would not suffer for long.
When the two of them were together, Lin Siyue was brutally abused once again, and she began to regret why she had come.
Under Gao Wen's guidance, Lin Siyue did a backbend with the yoga wheel and was able to grab her ankles, which instantly excited her.
All the hard work was worth it!
Lin Siyue has some material to post on WeChat Moments today! She vows to dazzle them!
When Lin Siyue got up, Gao Wen helped her up, speaking softly: "Slow down, give your spine some time to adjust, even slower, it's okay, take it slow."
After class, Gao Wen was gentle and patient, making Lin Siyue, who had just been cursing her in her heart, feel embarrassed and not dare to look at her.
The yoga studio was deserted by this time, and the front desk hadn't even filled the water container; Gao Wen had to go and pour it herself.
Another member left, and Lin Siyue sat in the rest area. She waited for Gao Wen for a while, wanting to leave with her, but Gao Wen didn't come out for a long time. She walked towards the classroom and saw Gao Wen tidying up the teaching materials.
"Haven't you gone back yet?" Gao Wen asked with a smile when she saw Lin Siyue.
"I have to go back now," Lin Siyue said quickly. "I'm leaving."
She didn't want her to feel like he was waiting for her!
No, not at all!
"Wait a moment."
Gao Wen spoke up, and Lin Siyue stopped in her tracks.
As she watched Gao Wen approach, her heart pounded. To be honest, this woman was incredibly beautiful, with such a wonderful aura, so damn elegant.
But why did she call her?
Could it be that he's going to tell her about her brother in private when it's just the two of them? She would absolutely never agree to that!
"Let's add each other on WeChat," Gao Wen said.
"Okay." Lin Siyue replied quickly, agreeing readily. She knew that she would definitely go to great lengths to add her on WeChat.
Gao Wen added, "If I send you the photos, you won't have to bother Xiao Yuan to forward them to you every time."
Lin Siyue: "......."
Just for posting photos?
"Just a moment." Gao Wen went to the counter to get her phone, only to find it was out of battery again. She took out the charging cable and plugged it in temporarily. "I'll add you later. You can add me in the small group chat too. Sorry."
Gao Wen has used this phone for three and a half years. She bought it after graduating from high school. It was a model that was a few versions behind the current one, but it was relatively cheap.
She spends all her money on improving herself and her quality of life, so she doesn't have a high demand for mobile phones. However, the battery is getting worse and worse. She originally wanted to earn more money in the next two months to buy herself a better phone, but it seems that's not going to happen.
"I'm leaving now."
Lin Siyue walked towards the elevator with some regret. Before the elevator doors closed, she was still thinking, "Why didn't the receptionist wait for Gao Wen after her get out of class when she was alone at the yoga studio?"
Doesn't that mean she has to clean up and close the shop herself? Are the people at the library taking advantage of the fact that she's a part-time teacher?
Lin Siyue went downstairs. She was about to take a taxi when Lin Heng called her.
"Brother, I just finished class and am about to go back." Lin Siyue reported as usual, and made a point of emphasizing that she had just finished class, which was a serious matter for her at the moment.
“I’m off work, I’ll come pick you up,” Lin Heng said.
"Okay, I'll wait for you," Lin Siyue replied.
Ten minutes later.
Lin Heng's car was parked on the side of the road. Lin Siyue opened the door and got in, smiling and saying, "Brother, are you working overtime again today?"
"Hmm," Lin Heng glanced at her, frowned, and asked, "Why is class so late? Don't you have classes during the day?"
"I think that teacher is pretty good at teaching, but the other teachers' classes aren't that great." Lin Siyue fastened her seatbelt.
"Which teacher? The one you said didn't understand anything last time?" Lin Heng, as expected of the person who knew Lin Siyue best, silenced her with just one sentence.
Lin Siyue stammered, feeling embarrassed, and changed the subject: "Brother, what's it like working as an intern at your company?"
"What's wrong?" Lin Heng's phone rang, and he picked it up to check.
"It's about work attitude and character," Lin Siyue asked.
"Not bad, there aren't any major problems," Lin Heng replied casually. "The interns who can get into our company are all very capable."
Lin Siyue then tentatively asked, "Didn't I see a pretty intern at your company last time? She was also from University A, and her name was Wen."
"Gao Wen?" Lin Heng stopped typing and looked at Lin Siyue.
“Yes, yes, yes,” Lin Siyue nodded, “Did she resign?”
"How did you know?" Lin Heng asked in surprise.
Lin Siyue: "I saw her at the yoga studio. She's a yoga teacher now, her name is Teacher Wenwen."
"A yoga teacher?" Lin Heng put down his phone. "That's unlikely. You've mistaken her for someone else. She's an Arabic major, still in her internship. How could she possibly be a yoga teacher? These are two completely unrelated things."
"Huh? Did I mistake her for someone else?" Lin Siyue was also a little unsure. She remembered her malice towards Gao Wen and said embarrassedly, "I thought she was interested in my brother and wanted to climb up to our family. I was not nice to her at first."
"Nonsense!" Lin Heng said seriously, recalling the previous rumors in the office and the current change in the situation. "That's not true. She resigned and didn't do anything out of line."
"How embarrassing—" Lin Siyue touched her nose just as her phone rang.
She thought Gao Wen had added her, so she quickly checked, only to find that it was a photo sent by the front desk.
Lin Siyue opened her contacts again, but no one had added her.
Didn't we agree to add her?
What's going on?!
Lin Heng didn't think Lin Siyue was talking about Gao Wen. An intern, even if she resigned, wouldn't really switch to such a big industry. Besides, yoga teachers need a foundation to teach, and Gao Wen was just a student who hadn't graduated yet.
He didn't take Lin Siyue's words to heart, stepped on the gas, glanced at the rearview mirror, and drove forward.
A familiar figure flashed by, and Lin Heng slammed on the gas pedal.
Lin Siyue leaned forward, startled, and quickly asked, "Brother, what's wrong?"
Lin Heng looked closely but saw nothing. It seemed like it was just his imagination; he thought he had seen Gao Wen.
He felt helpless about himself. He was probably confused from working overtime for the past few days, and then Lin Siyue mentioned Gao Wen, which made him lose his mind.
An intern who is unaware of reality, who has not yet been tempered by society, is arrogant and ignorant.
Lin Heng stepped on the gas, and the black Mercedes sped away.
Not far from the mall, Gao Wen, having tied her shoelaces, stood up. She was about to cross the street, but then turned around and walked to the other side of the mall, arriving at the yoga studio that Zhang Ni had mentioned last time.
The yoga studio will open in a week, and job postings and a phone number are displayed at the entrance.
Yuhe Yoga Studio, Contact Person: Teacher Xu.
Gao Wen raised her phone, took a picture of the contact information, and then walked out again.
As she walked, she yawned, completely forgetting about her promise to add Lin Siyue as a WeChat friend. All she wanted now was to get back, take a shower, do her skincare routine, and go to sleep.
On the way, Fang Han sent Gao Wen two references for a paper. He had been helping her find literature during this period.
Gao Wen didn't want to type, so she sent him a voice message: "I'll take another look when I get back."
Fang Han sent a message: 【Still not back?】
Gao Wen yawned again, her tone languid: "get out of class ended late today, I'll be there soon, on my way."
Fang Han: [Okay.]
When Gao Wen returned to her apartment building, it was already past eleven o'clock. She assumed that Fang Han and the others had already gone back to their rooms. To be honest, she was a little scared every time she looked at the dark living room.
When she reached the door, she put away her phone, ready to turn on the lights as soon as she opened the door.
"Click." Gao Wen opened the door, and a bright living room came into view.
Fang Han sat at the dining table with a laptop and a bowl of instant noodles in front of him, freshly made and still unopened.
"You haven't eaten yet?" Gao Wen asked.
Fang Han replied: "Midnight snack."
Gao Wen reached out and closed the door, smiling as she said, "Eating a low-fat meal and secretly giving yourself a little treat in the middle of the night—only you know how happy you are."
Fang Han smiled: "I have to work overtime."
"Okay, you've worked hard. Go to sleep early." Gao Wen was a person who was strict only with herself. She was so sleepy that she could barely keep her eyes open. She dragged her feet to her room and waved weakly. "Good night."
"Okay, goodnight." After Gao Wen closed her room, Fang Han took his notebook and instant noodles and went back to his room.
The instant noodles had already clumped together, and he didn't really want to eat them.
However, she needed a reason.
the next day.
Gao Wen got up early; her class started at seven. The receptionist hadn't started work yet. When she arrived at the yoga studio, she was responsible for opening all the classroom windows, brewing tea, and laying out her own mat.
There are only two or three people in this kind of early morning class.
The hourly rate is calculated based on the number of students, and it's half the rate if the class is full. We still have to get up early and do a lot of work.
Even the receptionist noticed something was off when she saw the class schedule. She had messaged Gao Wen that morning, but Gao Wen showed no negative emotions and even told her to come later, saying she had already made the tea.
After class, Gao Wen didn't go back. She went downstairs and dialed the number on the job posting she had taken a picture of yesterday.
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Author's Note: We originally planned to release the chapter at 9:00 AM tomorrow, but then changed it to midnight. Considering that some readers don't stay up late, we'll update it earlier.
However, one chapter is still under review and will be released later. Also, the author is continuing to write the remaining few thousand words because there was an emergency at home today, and I was dealing with it until tonight. You can read the last chapter tomorrow morning.
Thank you so much for your support! Your support is the motivation for me to keep going! I'll be giving away 200 red envelopes with this update. Love you all, muah!
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