Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
In order to host the school anniversary party, Ye Qingcheng had been focused on this matter recently.
Today was the day of the French elective class. Yu Chuan happened to have time and the two of them sat at the back of the classroom to rehearse.
‘When Luo Zhou stepped into the classroom, Ye Qingcheng did not pay much attention to him.
Luo Zhou called for Ye Qingcheng, who raised her hand and replied. Luo Zhou glanced at the last row.
Ye Qingcheng had her head lowered and there was a boy in black sportswear sitting beside her. They were talking about something.
Halfway through the class, Ye Qingcheng suddenly heard Luo Zhou calling her name.
In the past, she had heard that he never called out names or asked people to answer questions in class. But why did he always ask her to stand up and answer questions in the last two periods?
Did she offend him?
If Peach had not pulled her to study French, she would not have signed up for this elective class!
She was not very interested in French.
Yu Chuan, who was beside her, also heard Luo Zhou calling Ye Qingcheng’s name and the two of them stopped talking.
Under the gazes of many students, Ye Qingcheng braced herself and stood up.
“Student Ye Qingcheng, please come to the stage.”
Ye Qingcheng clenched her fists and took a deep breath before walking toward the stage.
‘When she passed Xia Jingjing, she smirked and said mockingly, “Auntie, have you never been in a relationship before? Why do you have to bring your boyfriend to class?”
Ye Qingcheng was speechless.
Ye Qingcheng was undoubtedly beautiful. he was wearing a red jacket, black tights, and white sports shoes today. Her long hair was tied into a ponytail and the sunlight from the window landed on her face. Her skin was as smooth as porcelain and her eyes were slightly lowered. Her eyelashes were thick
and black and her pink lips were pursed tightly. She had the innocence of a girl and the charm of a woman.
‘Walking to the stage, Ye Qingcheng finally looked up at the man leaning against the stage.
He turned on the laser pen in his hand and looked at Ye Qingcheng. “Read these two phonographs.”
He used a laser pen to click on the [a] letter.
This was the most basic knowledge.
Ye Qingcheng felt that he was insulting her.
It was so simple. Did he want her to answer on the stage?
Ye Qingcheng sighed.
Luo Zhou looked at the others in the classroom. “Do you think her pronunciation is accurate?”
“It’s not standard.”
Luo Zhou turned off the laser pointer and his gaze landed on Ye Qingcheng again. “Big mouth, tip of your tongue against your teeth. Send it again.”
Ye Qingcheng had her back facing the other students. She looked at Luo Zhou’s dignified appearance and let out another angry cry.
Luo Zhou frowned slightly. “You can’t even learn the simplest thing?”
Before Ye Qingcheng could say anything, she heard him say, “If you can’t learn, listen to the class properly.”
Ye Qingcheng’s face turned red and she let out an honest cry according to his standards.
“Is it standard enough?”
His eyes were unreadable.
“Go back to your seat and listen to the class.”
Ye Qingcheng wanted to curse in her heart. F*ck.
Ye Qingcheng retumed to her seat and wanted to sit down, but Luo Zhou glanced at her and she could only stand.
Seeing how serious Luo Zhou was, Yu Chuan did not dare to speak to Ye Qingcheng anymore.
Xia Jingjing and the rest were gloating in front.
Ye Qingcheng looked at the man who was continuing his lecture on the stage. He did not look at her again, a faint smile on his lips. He was handsome, gentle, and elegant. Where was the seriousness and coldness he had when criticizing her?
He must have embarrassed her on purpose!
Could it be that her sister’s relationship was not smooth and sent him to find trouble with her again?
Did he think she was easy to bully?
Ye Qingcheng was extremely depressed.
She was about to let go, but with him here, she could not let go of the new and old hatred!
After the morning class, Ye Qingcheng did not go to the canteen to eat.
She ran to the teacher’s office.
They could not find Luo Zhou.
After asking around, Ye Qingcheng found out that he might have returned to the teacher’s dormitory and went over.
Standing at the door of his temporary dormitory, Ye Qingcheng raised her hand and knocked on the door.
A moment later, the dormitory door was opened.
Ye Qingcheng was about to question him when she saw that he was not the only one in the dormitory. There were three to four other teachers.
They sat together to eat hotpot.
Ye Qingcheng immediately changed her words. “Professor Luo, I came to ask you some questions about my studies.”
Teacher Wang was also inside. When she saw Ye Qingcheng, she stood up and walked over. “Student Qingcheng, have you had lunch? We just started eating. Do you want to come in?”
Ye Qingcheng was about to refuse when Luo Zhou stepped back and said calmly, “Come in!”
Seeing that Ye Qingcheng was not moving, Teacher Wang pulled her in.
The teachers inside were all younger and did not have any airs. Seeing Ye Qingcheng enter, they gave her a seat.
Ye Qingcheng braced herself and ate hotpot with several teachers.
Seeing that Ye Qingcheng was only eating vegetables, Teacher Wang was about to put a prawn into her bowl when Luo Zhou’s warm voice sounded. “She can’t eat seafood.”
With that said, the originally warm atmosphere turned silent.
Everyone looked at Luo Zhou and then at Ye Qingcheng.
Ye Qingcheng hurriedly explained, “One time, we met Professor Luo when we were eating outside and shared a table with him. I told my classmate that we can’t eat seafood. I’m sure Professor Luo has a good memory.”
Ye Qingcheng looked at Luo Zhou. “Right, Professor Luo?”
Luo Zhou smirked and said nothing.
Ye Qingcheng bit her lip and kicked him under the table.
However, she kicked the wrong person. Another male teacher said, “Aiyo, who kicked me just now?”
Ye Qingcheng lowered her head, wishing she could dig a hole and disappear.
After eating, the other teachers left one after another.
Ye Qingcheng was afraid of causing a misunderstanding. She stood at the entrance of the dormitory and glanced at the man sitting on the sofa in the living room.
In the afternoon, the male teachers drank some wine.
But she was not drunk.
Seeing Ye Qingcheng looking over, he took off his glasses and narrowed his gentle eyes slightly. “Why are you standing there?”
“It’s not easy to cause a misunderstanding standing here.” Ye Qingcheng was not as respectful as she was in the classroom. She was a little fierce. “Come over. I have something to say to you.”
The man sitting on the sofa did not seem to have heard her. He picked up the teacup and took a sip elegantly. “Are you standing there to tell the other teachers in the teachers’ dormitory that you’re here?”
Ye Qingcheng paused for a second before she walked in.
“Close the door.”
Ye Qingcheng glared at him. “I’m just leaving after talking to you. Why did you close the door?”
Luo Zhou smiled faintly. “The sound insulation here is not good. If you’re not afraid that all the teachers will hear what you say to me tomorrow, it doesn’t matter if you turn it off or not.”
Ye Qingcheng furrowed her eyebrows and had no choice but to close the door.
Walking to the living room again, she looked at the relaxed man and asked, “Were you deliberately targeting me in class just now?”
