Chapter 83 The truth in Tingting's mouth
I had always wanted to talk to Tingting in person, but the girl was hiding and didn't answer her phone and didn't reply to her messages. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info suddenly took the initiative to invite at this moment, and of course Shuxian immediately replied [Okay].
The two immediately set a time and place, and agreed to meet at 8 o'clock in the evening at the Sculpture Time Coffee House, not far from the apartment where Shuxian lived.
As soon as the night fell, Shuxian couldn't wait to rush to the agreed place, sat in a seat by the window before 7 o'clock, ordered a cup of mocha, and began to wait for Luo Tingting's arrival.
Because it was still early, Shuxian took out the sketchbook and colored pencils in her pocket, and randomly drew the design inspiration that flashed in her mind, and the time reached eight o'clock before she knew it.
"Teacher Shuxian's design is still so aura." A familiar female voice came from behind Shuxian, and she raised her head and met Luo Tingting's graceful and smiling expression.
"You're here." Shuxian immediately put away her pen.
"Can you take a look?" Tingting signaled that she wanted to take the sketchbook in her hand, but Shuxian naturally would not refuse and handed over the booklet.
Luo Tingting sat down opposite her and began to open the sketchbook seriously, and after about two minutes, she raised her head and said, "Anything you draw is so good, I have to admit that my design ability is far from yours." ”
"It's not as exaggerated as you say...... Shuxian smiled a little embarrassedly, "Tingting is great, everyone can see your talent, and you are still young, as long as you continue to work hard, you will definitely succeed in the future." ”
After hearing this, Luo Tingting sighed softly, lowered her eyelids for a while, and then said slowly: "Today, I am here to apologize to Teacher Shuxian......
"Apologize? ......" For some reason, when she heard these two words, Shuxian couldn't help but feel a little nervous.
"Yes, I'm here to apologize to you today...... About the destruction of the sample clothes...... Tingting stirred her fingers, buried her head lower on the ground, and after a while, she finally mustered up the courage to say this, "Teacher Shuxian, in fact, the incident of the destruction of the sample clothes is indeed related to me......"
Shuxian chuckled in her heart, and sure enough, her bad premonition came true, and she was silent for a long time and didn't know what to say.
In the end, Luo Tingting took it herself: "Yu Wanyin took my internship as a threat, and kept asking me to monitor you by your side, probably because I didn't do it well, so she got up to get rid of me and proposed a plan to destroy the sample clothes." She asked me to pretend to go back at 1 p.m. that night and come back at 2 p.m. to destroy my clothes, and comforted me that she would erase my fingerprint records, of course...... And she did...... I guess I'm afraid that the case will be investigated, and if I tell the truth, it will be bad for her......"
Hearing this, Shuxian couldn't help but exhale, the shock couldn't be hidden, after all, she had always treated Luo Tingting as a friend, and she had never felt the slightest strangeness about her.
"Teacher Shuxian, I was wrong, I'm sorry for you, everything that happened since then is my own fault, if it wasn't for Mr. Dai contacting me and agreeing to take it in, I think the rest of my career would have been ruined...... I really regret it......" Tingting said here, and finally couldn't hold back her tears.
Shuxian couldn't help but sigh again, stood up, quietly walked to Luo Tingting's side, patted her on the shoulder and said, "I just said that you are still young, and there is still a long way to go in the future, everything is in time, come on." Don't cry...... I'm very tired today, so I won't talk to you much and go home early in the evening to rest. ”
After speaking, she touched the back of Tingting's head again, started to walk out of the café, and strolled in the direction of home. (To be continued.) )