Chapter Twenty-Three: She's Powerful

No one dares to go up to disturb Zhang Mo'er now, and the seat she is sitting in is biased. There weren't many people in this class, so almost everyone was looking at her as if they were not, but she was still looking at her phone.

After Shen Rongche changed his mind, he didn't know where he knew Zhang Mo'er's contact information, so he added her friend.

As a result, Zhang Mo'er had an extra Shen Rongche among her few contacts.

He also often came to chat with her, Zhang Mo'er was not a person who was addicted to mobile phones, but she was chatted with by Shen Rongche every day. Once he didn't reply to him in time, he would be told by Shen Rongche if he hated him and felt that he was not a good friend.

And what will he say, he has no friends, everyone seems to be afraid of him or something.

Zhang Mo'er herself is also a person who has no friends, so she understands Shen Rongche's words without friends. But Shen Rongche is too clingy! It's even more sticky than wheat!

Originally, it was just some very boring words, and she sent some inexplicable links to her when she didn't know what to talk about, which made her a little unbearable.

Zhang Mo'er looked at Shen Rongche on the phone and said again if it was something he was very annoying, and she really wanted to give him a yes.

She knew that Shen Rongche made those who saw him at first sight afraid that he was fierce because of him, and let those who knew him also afraid that he was annoying because of him. In short, it's not a good person to be friends with!

Zhang Mo'er frowned and didn't want to pay attention to him.

She frowned like this, but it made everyone else in the classroom take a breath: the beauty frowned!

Gradually, there are people in the classroom who are not in this class, and the number of people in the hallways is increasing.

Fortunately, the class bell rang, and the classroom gradually fell silent.

When Yin Qionghua walked into the classroom, she felt that she had entered the wrong classroom, there were not so many people listening to her class before, and there were many unfamiliar faces. She looked around and understood.

This is for Zhang Mo'er.

Of course, Yin Qionghua could see that many people were quietly looking at Zhang Mo'er.

And Zhang Mo'er, who didn't notice anything, looked at Shangyin Qionghua's eyes, and gave a good smile, which made others want to take out their mobile phones and pat them.

This did not affect the classroom discipline, and because Zhang Mo'er looked at the blackboard very seriously, and the appearance of listening to the class made many people who could have spoken quiet, the classroom discipline became better.

Yin Qionghua's voice also sounded softly, and Zhang Mo'er was immersed in this class.

Zhang Mo'er has learned everything she said in class before. Originally, she thought that she should have forgotten it for so long, but when Yin Qionghua was like this, she remembered it all, as if she was just hiding her memory and not looking for it.

In a class, Zhang Mo'er was still unsatisfied, and other people who had been paying attention to the goddess were also unsatisfied.

Zhang Mo'er originally wanted to wait for the students to leave before leaving with Yin Qionghua, but no one left after class, which made her a little afraid to leave, what's wrong?

Yin Qionghua packed up the lesson plan and answered a student who asked a question by the way.

And Zhang Mo'er waited for a while and no one left, so she could only go to the podium to find Yin Qionghua in this strange atmosphere.

"Mo'er, Mo'er." Yin Qionghua looked at her proud student and smiled happily without knowing what was going on, she didn't care about those who were still paying attention to Zhang Mo'er, and left the classroom with Zhang Mo'er, leaving behind a large sigh.

"I don't know the goddess phone yet!" There was also a shout in the classroom.

Zhang Mo'er glanced back at her strangely, and asked Yin Qionghua with questioning eyes.

"They like you." Yin Qionghua looked at her beautiful and unaware student, a little helpless and smiling.

As early as when Zhang Mo'er was in college, she didn't know how much the students in her class liked her, but because of her cold appearance, no one dared to come up to contact her, but she cried bitterly on the day of graduation and didn't say a word to Zhang Mo'er.

Zhang Mo'er wondered: "Okay." "She still doesn't know, it's strange that she hasn't done anything......

She didn't want to think about it anymore, she just turned the page strangely.

The two of them took Zhang Mo'er's car to the restaurant, and Zhang Mo'er, who had already booked a seat, handed the menu to the teacher very seriously, verifying what the teacher liked to eat. She is really serious about the people she likes.

Yin Qionghua also enjoyed her serious attitude, and the atmosphere between the two seemed to return to the best time when it was the beginning, as if there was no time that had not been seen for so many years.

"Mo'er, is there something you want to ask me?" While eating, Yin Qionghua asked. She could see that Zhang Mo'er wanted to ask for her opinion on something to find herself this time, and Zhang Mo'er had often done this before.

Zhang Mo'er nodded hesitantly and put down her chopsticks: "Teacher, I want to try it at work." ”

"Huh?" Yin Qionghua became serious, although Zhang Mo'er's parents did not give her a lot of love and companionship, there should be no shortage of material things.

"I want to try to see if I can be independent on my own." Zhang Mo'er was still a little nervous when she said it, she was a little afraid that the teacher would think that her idea was unnecessary.

When she gave birth to wheat, because her parents really didn't like wheat, she thought about leaving with wheat and supporting her own wheat. But my mother said that when she left home, not only would she not be able to feed the wheat, but she would also starve herself to death.

Although at that time, Le Yanlan was angry because she chose wheat and didn't consider her parents, so she said this. However, it is true that this sentence really hurt Zhang Mo'er.

So when she talked about this in front of the teacher today, she was afraid that the teacher would say that she couldn't do it.

"Teacher, I'm really serious, I want to give it a try."

Yin Qionghua also put down her chopsticks, she held Zhang Mo'er's hand, did not hit her as Zhang Mo'er was afraid, and still looked at her very gently and tolerantly: "I believe in you, Mo'er." I am your teacher, I have taught you a lot, I know that you are very talented and hardworking, and I support you. ”

She didn't know what made Zhang Mo'er have this idea so many years after graduation, but she was willing to believe that Zhang Mo'er was not a whim.

Although Zhang Moer has definitely not been in contact with the design industry for so many years, Yin Qionghua understands her, according to Zhang Moer's talent, only the times will make her, and she does not need to follow any fashion trends.

"Teacher, thank you......" Zhang Mo'er actually needs the teacher to help her come up with ideas is secondary, but what she needs most is the teacher's affirmation. Now that the worry in her heart has been completely appeased by the teacher, she burst into tears.

There are still people who want to believe that she is capable.