Chapter Twenty-Six: The Last Lesson
Zhang Tai was stunned, Feng Wei had already selected the dishes, gently shook the recipe, and smiled slightly showing his little teeth, "Just order these?" β
"Good. Weiwei, do you drink juice? Zhang Tai took Feng Wei's handwritten order menu, looked at the neat handwriting and thought to himself, the little girl is really a very serious person, even if she writes in the restaurant, she is not sloppy.
When I recalled that when I tutored her in math before, I saw that her desk was full of mistakes arranged by subject, each of which was full of writing, and the question type and difficulty were marked with colored highlighters.
Her grades seem to be very good, but she is slightly different from some students with good grades, who are so proud that they disdain to do the kind of simple questions that they think are stupid, and look down on the daily accumulation of bits and pieces, they hope that they are effortless learners in the eyes of others rather than hard-working students.
Weiwei really takes everything to heart, Zhang Tai admires such a person, and he doesn't like the attitude of hanging a child.
"Well, watermelon juice. What about you? β
"Just like you."
"Why are you like me!"
"I'm going to be like you!"
"Hahaha, I can't see it, Zhang Tai, you are so naΓ―ve!"
"yes, yes, you just found out."
Although she was joking, Feng Wei, who had finished the college entrance examination, was a little excited, and contrary to the appearance of the little sheep in the past, she raised her fist to beat Zhang Tai, but before she could stand up, her pink fist was wrapped and pressed by Zhang Tai's big hand.
Feng Wei, who has never been in love, is so close to a man in public for the first time, shy and embarrassed, after all, no one paid attention to it in the movie theater before.
After a little struggle, he didn't break free, and stammered, "What are you doing!" β
Zhang Tai smiled and didn't speak, just stared into Feng Wei's eyes.
The waiter standing at the table was full of black lines, and he couldn't hold back the irritability of eating dog food and asked gently, "Sir, Miss, have you chosen the dish?" Hurry up and report to the kitchen to serve the two of you as soon as possible. β
Feng Wei glared at Zhang Tai, snatched the menu from his hand, and handed it to the waiter with both hands, "That's right, I'm sorry." β
After the waiter Shi Shiran left, Feng Wei didn't look like he was puffing up just now, he turned into a pitiful tone with a pouting mouth, and said in a voice that only two people could hear, "Teacher Zhang, I didn't really want to hit you, I was wrong." Let me go, okay~"
When Zhang Tai heard this, the upper half of his body leaned back slightly, but he still didn't let go, and almost dragged Feng Wei down.
"Classmate Feng, how can the teacher blame you, but your hand looks a little disobedient, for the time being, let me take care of it, and give you the last lesson today."
Feng Wei's cheeks were even redder, but her complexion was very white, and now she looked like a puff on her face.
She thought to herself, why did Zhang Tai's personality change so much in just three or four months after they had known each other and more than 20,000 words? Is it because he has been like this since he got acquainted with people, or is it that the author of the street really can't write introverted characters?