Chapter 2146 Good Teacher
"Too."

When he was in junior high school, Zhao Luzheng always ranked first in his grade in every exam.

At that time, the students in the class were the best in the grade, and all the students in the class were proud of it.

"You've realized your dream."

Zhou Yao smiled.

"very nice."

He wasn't surprised at all.

In his memory, Zhao Luzheng's performance has always been outstanding.

And like him, Zhao Luzheng also established his own goals early on.

Today, Zhao Lu has achieved his goal.

But he fell down halfway.

Covered in bruises.

I no longer have the courage to move on.

……

Finally, he changed his path.

……

Zhao Luzheng opened his mouth.

But I don't know what to say.

Sometimes, he really envied Zhuge Yun.

If only he were as eloquent as she is.

……

"What a coincidence."

Zhou Yao's expression returned to normal and a slight smile appeared on his face.

"I didn't expect that we would meet in Yanjing."

"We haven't seen each other since we graduated from junior high school..."

……

"Ah."

Zhao Luzheng also laughed, "Fortunately, you haven't changed much. I recognized you at first sight."

"is it?"

Zhou Yao touched his face and said, "They say girls change a lot when they grow up, but boys may not change much."

"When you looked at me, I recognized you right away."

"You were the former class monitor, the oldest one, I still remember you very clearly."

"I just didn't expect that the class monitor also remembered me."

"As expected of you, class monitor."

Remember everyone.

……

"I remember your paintings-"

Zhao Luzheng's voice suddenly stopped.

At first he really wanted to know what happened after Zhou Yao graduated from junior high school that made him give up painting.

But the two words Zhou Yao just said said it all.

Talent...ah...

Although he was surprised, with Zhou Yao's talent, it was impossible?

But Zhou Yao's performance made him unable to bear to continue asking.

As a result, he stepped on the "minefield" again.

Zhao Lu was feeling a little annoyed.

……

"……Ha ha."

Zhou Yao laughed dryly twice, "I think so."

"My paintings must have left a deep impression on you."

"I have been drawing blackboard pictures for three years."

"When we graduated, we took pictures in front of my blackboard painting."

Thinking of the happy times in the past, the expression on Zhou Yao's face softened a little.

"Squad leader, do you have time?"

Zhou Yao seemed to have made a decision. "If we have time, let's find a place to sit down and talk?"

"it is good."

Zhao Luzheng nodded.

……

There is an open-air cafe nearby.

Zhao Luzheng and Zhou Yao chose a corner position.

After the waiter left, Zhou Yao sighed, "I never thought that after so many years of graduation, the first junior high school classmate I met turned out to be the class monitor."

Moreover, the squad leader still remembered him.

In fact, if he hadn't seen the squad leader recognize him, he might not have called out to the squad leader.

After all, for him who is about to graduate from college, junior high school... is really a memory from a long time ago.

……

"I'm a little surprised too."

Zhao Luzheng smiled.

When he was in junior high school, he never played with Zhou Yao. He didn't expect that a few years later, they would meet again and sit together drinking coffee and chatting like they do now.

Sometimes, the fate between people is really wonderful.

……

"Since it's so rare to meet you..."

Zhao Luzheng is a very responsible squad leader.

Very nice to classmates.

His own performance is really good and he has won many honors for the class.

Speaking of Zhao Luzheng, there is no student in the class who does not admire him.

Zhou Yao was no exception.

He admired Zhao Luzheng.

So, at this moment, he suddenly had the desire to talk.

That matter had been weighing on his mind for a long time.

I didn’t want to tell anyone before.

Later, there was no one to talk to. Now, he finally met someone who could talk to him when he was willing to talk.

Maybe after this time, he can truly let go of the past.

"Are you wondering why I don't paint anymore?"

……

Zhao Luzheng's eyes lit up slightly.

He was not wrong.

Zhou Yao really wanted to tell him about this.

He nodded.

Yes.

He is very strange.

……

"You probably guessed why."

Zhou Yao smiled bitterly.

His previous performance was also somewhat obvious.

"……talent?"

Zhao Lu was muttering.

"Yes."

Zhou Yao lowered his eyes and looked at his hands on the table.

"I……"

Zhou Yao took a deep breath and said, "Let me tell you from the beginning."

“It’s a somewhat long story.”

"It may take up quite a bit of your time."

……

"I have time."

Zhao Luzheng noticed the waiter walking towards him.

He motioned Zhou Yao to wait a moment.

……

Zhou Yao took a sip of coffee.

A bitter taste spread in his mouth.

It seemed to spread to the corners of his eyes and eyebrows.

And in my heart.

“I really don’t like coffee very much.”

Zhou Yao had a look of disgust on his face.

"too bitter."

He opened the sugar jar on the table and dropped a lot of sugar cubes into the coffee.

Then a look of embarrassment appeared on his face.

"I don't really like sweet things either."

"But isn't sweet better than bitter?"

Zhou Yao explained.

After all, isn't it ridiculous for a grown man to put so many sugar cubes in his coffee?

really……

"Squad leader, don't laugh."

For a moment, Zhou Yao didn't know whether to put the sugar cube in his hand into the coffee.

……

"No."

Zhao Luzheng waved his hands, "I didn't mean to laugh at you."

"Aren't your hands tired?"

"Put the sugar cube in there."

……

The sugar cube fell into the coffee, creating ripples.

……

"I was just thinking of one of my roommates."

Zhao Luzheng smiled, "He also likes sweet food."

"Every time I go to the cake shop, I almost empty the cakes in the shop."

Ok.

He knows it too.

The main reason why the third brother bought so many cakes was to feed the monsters.

But the third brother himself does like to eat sweets.

Until now, he couldn't quite remember whether his third brother liked sweets from the beginning or was he influenced by the monster who liked sweets?

……

"so smart?"

Zhou Yao was a little shocked.

He doesn't like bitterness.

But I'm not that sweet.

But knowing that Zhao Luzheng was not laughing at him, his movements and demeanor relaxed.
He picked up a few more sugar cubes and threw them into the coffee. When he felt it was about right, he stirred it with a spoon and took a sip.

Well!
He frowned.

Still very bitter.

……

Zhou Yao put down his coffee.

"…I started learning to paint in the first grade of junior high school…"

Zhao Luzheng's expression became serious.

"Ah."

"All of our classmates have watched your painting skills improve."

"You're making rapid progress."

“Because I have a good teacher.”

Zhou Yao raised the corner of his mouth.

The smile that was outlined revealed a hint of trance.

(End of this chapter)