Chapter 4 The Former Imperial Sister
There are always many legends in the business world, but Ye Nantian can dominate the competition, and naturally he has his uniqueness.
It is said that his family is also a merchant family, and it is quite famous in traditional industries. However, Ye Nantian was more talented in mathematics and computers, and before he went to college, he followed a network company to run a business, but after a few years, he formed his own team to do software development, caught up with the new concept of shared and real-time networking, and discovered the first pot of gold.
However, even the media that is best at digging up black history never knew that Ye Nantian, a high school student before becoming famous, was an out-and-out rebellious teenager.
His grades are not good enough, and he is not obedient enough, the buttons of his school uniform are always open, his hair is never taken care of according to the school rules, he either skips class or fights, and the report card he gets at the end of the semester is generally in double digits. The teachers were extremely troubled, but unfortunately his parents didn't seem to like discipline either, so they let it go.
At that time, he did not have the aura of a later star, nor did he have the bells and whistles of his appearance, but he was also handsome, with a fair complexion, and his finger bones were distinct, although he was still a little young, he had already seen the handsome silhouette that was later sought after by countless girlfriend fans.
"The weekly notebook has been approved and sent down, and students with problems can come to me after class." On the podium, the new intern Chinese teacher whispered. She is a young girl dressed a little rustic, it is said that she has not graduated from college, and she is still a little submissive when she stands on the stage, and she doesn't even dare to say a tough word in the face of the chaotic classroom, and in the face of the stubborn students who boos as soon as she opens her mouth.
As a tyrant on campus, Ye Nantian naturally ignored this intern teacher who wore old-fashioned professional clothes and big black-rimmed glasses. In fact, he gave her a disgrace with non-stop boos on the first day of the internship, and then led the class to refuse to hand in homework and fight landlords in Chinese class, and there was no worse student than him. The more cowardly the new teacher is, the more interesting he finds it and the more energetic he is to bully.
Ye Nantian casually took the Zhou Jiben thrown in front of him and glanced at it hastily.
Writing weekly journals was a tradition in their class, even though no one took homework seriously in a class where there were far more underachievers than honors.
In order to tease this new teacher, Ye Nantian naturally wrote nonsense in the weekly diary, talking about ideals, and said that he wanted to be a star, make a lot of money, and shine in the entertainment industry.
I thought that this chick would give him a reading at most, but I didn't expect that behind his dog crawling words, there was more of a long list of red pen handwriting, which was the line of handwriting, and there was a bit of chic freehand in the neatness.
The criticism said that everyone is a different individual, and some people may not be able to realize their value on the conventional road, but if they can make good use of their advantages and take other paths, they can also have gains. Behind a large piece of chicken soup with true feelings, it is also embellished with a somewhat hesitant tone, don't be bound by your family, no matter how high or low, you always have your own way to go.
There are nearly seventy people in one class. This cowardly-looking young teacher, who has only been here for less than a week, has been able to match his name with a person.
Ye Nantian wants to be a star, of course, just a joke to tease the new teacher. The new teacher even mentioned his family situation, which shows that she not only memorized each student by heart, but even knew their files one by one.
I don't know what it's like in my heart, Ye Nantian has long been interested in entrepreneurship, but the elders in the family all abide by the old-fashioned rules, and would rather lock him up than let him try it himself. When it comes to computers and programming that he is good at, he is always ridiculed because his father is engaged in a traditional industry.
The young Ye Nantian was encouraged, and he planned to take the time to thank the trainee teacher who didn't even know his last name. A few days later, during recess, he went to the office alone, and before he could enter the door, he heard a sob.
The office was empty, and he saw the girl in old-fashioned professional clothes lying on the table, her long hair draped over her shoulders, apparently crying secretly when no one was around. She took off the big black-framed glasses, and Ye Nan realized that she was actually not a hopeless person, the slightly reddened corners of her eyes made her look like a wronged child, with tears in her black and white eyes, standing by the window and looking from afar, it was as bright as two lakes.
Ye Nantian, who stood at the door and didn't dare to come out, tasted guilt for the first time. He thought that if he had the chance, he would have to apologize to this girl, who was obviously not much older than him, and thank her for taking every student seriously.
The memories came to an abrupt end, and when Ye Nantian, the little milk dog lying next to the computer, saw the ID photo with a completely different temperament from the current Wen Yihuan, he could still clearly remember the face that cried a little out of shape five years ago.
Afterward...... Later, he remembered that the trainee teacher had disappeared, and probably couldn't stand the scorn and teasing of her by the notorious errand class—it was not difficult for college students to change their internship units. It's just that Ye Nantian never knew the name of the young teacher, and before he hesitated to say thank you to her, he disappeared, and he only had the amazing impression of a glimpse of her face, and the rest became thinner.
Completely oblivious to searching for news about his car accident, he turned his head and barely stared at the slightly raised humanoid silhouette on the bed in the darkness.
Before the college entrance examination, Ye Nantian guessed that even if he had no hope of going to college, his parents at home would send him out of the country or stuff him into a private university with a mixed diploma. The night before he filled in the volunteers, he fought hard and finally gained a one-year entrepreneurial freedom, which proved that his dream was not a fantasy and he couldn't help himself.
So, her name is Wen Yihuan? The old-fashioned and cowardly girl who was bullied by the students and secretly cried back then is now in front of him?
Ye Nantian jumped back to the bed lightly, he arched the quilt covering Wen Yihuan's face with his furry head, tilted his head and tried to watch.
After a while, he gently touched her smooth and warm cheeks with a slightly cool nose. Perhaps, as a puppy, the frequency of heartbeat is not the same as that of humans, but Ye Nantian feels that the throbbing of his heart is completely different from the way his heart beats in the past.