She hated Sheng Jiaoyang, it made her see her self-abased self.
But he couldn't refuse Sheng Jiaoyang's kindness.
Because what she gave herself was really a gift, and she dared not refuse.
Ah, Bai Zhiyao, what right do you have to refuse? That's Sheng Jiaoyang.
Besides, at that time, besides Sheng Jiaoyang, no one wanted to be friends with her.
But now, because of Jiao Yang, she has no friends at all.
Bai Zhiyao laughed at herself.
At this moment, she realized that what she was really afraid of was never Sheng Jiaoyang, but the inferior and cowardly self that she could see in her eyes.
Why do you have to study hard, why do you have to take the first place in the exam.
Not because she understands that only knowledge can change destiny. She is not like these rich second generations, for her, this is her only way out.
"Do you think you can be liked because you are beautiful?" Bai Zhiyao was noncommittal.
If this is the case, then everyone has gone for plastic surgery. And those celebrities and supermodels, are they loved by everyone?
"It's not enough if it's just beautiful, but if it's me, plus beautiful, it's enough."
Jiao Yang answered her with a smile.
Bai Zhiyao glanced at her, saw her confident look, and sneered in her heart: "Don't be too complacent, Sheng Jiaoyang, even if you are beautiful, can you guarantee that you will be beautiful for the rest of your life? Will you not grow old? Beauty sooner or later disappears."
She was not only talking about Teacher Bai, but also about the ambiguous relationship between her and that Lu Xishuo.
Jiaoyang smiled all over her face, and she didn't show any sign of wavering after hearing her words: "Don't worry, I will always live beautifully, even if it comes to the moment of dying, I will die beautifully."
The time Jiao Yang and Bai Mingjue agreed to study together is every Wednesday, Thursday evening, and Saturday afternoon.
In the evening after school that day, Jiao Yang knocked on the office door with a textbook.
"Come in." Bai Mingjue's voice came faintly from the office.
"white"
Jiaoyang was in a good mood, bouncing open the door and going in, but halfway there, she clearly felt that the man's face was not in the right mood, and his attitude was much alienated.
Her voice stopped in the middle of speaking, and her pace slowed down a bit. Looking at his face, she called out again: "Teacher Bai?"
Bai Mingjue let out a "hmm", sorting out the teaching materials in his hands, without even looking up at her, his tone was obviously much colder: "Have you brought all the textbooks and exercise books?"
Could it be that what happened during the day was too exciting for him, so he deliberately distanced himself from her?
Jiao Yang raised her eyebrows: But she hasn't done anything yet?
"Bring it."
"good."
Bai Mingjue then explained to Jiaoyang everything that was explained in class today, then took out the exercise booklet and asked her to start doing homework in front of her.
"You try to do it first, and ask me if there is anything you don't understand."
The truth is pure explanation and homework.
She offered to take tutoring, not to waste time sitting here with him, doing these boring homework.
During Jiaoyang's period, he kept raising his head to look at him, his eyes were scrutinizing, straight.
Until Bai Mingjue, who was watching the assignment from the previous day, could no longer ignore it, and couldn't help but take the initiative to ask: "If you don't know it, ask, if you don't focus on the problem, how can you do it."
Jiao Yang heard what he said, she simply put down the pen in her hand, leaned her chin on the back of the chair, and looked at him intently.
"Teacher Bai, you have changed."
She showed a pitiful expression, and complained like a little animal that had been neglected and bullied: "You didn't treat me like this before."
Bai Mingjue, everyone said that he was aloof and detached from the world, but she didn't look like him.
In Jiao Yang's eyes, he is pure and simple. When facing her, he didn't always have a cold and unreasonable look, sometimes with a little ridicule and jokes, which added a bit of fireworks to him.
It can be said that Jiao Yang can clearly feel that no matter what the reason is, Bai Mingjue treats her differently from others. But now, even in front of her, a thick and cold armor was erected on his body.
Looking at her pitiful face that seemed to be playing tricks, the corners of Bai Mingjue's mouth twitched rarely. But then, thinking of what she said in class, the expression on her face turned cold again.
"Just do your homework well. If you don't take it seriously, you don't need tutoring."
As soon as Bai Mingjue finished speaking, Jiaoyang's voice followed.
"I like you, Teacher Bai."
Bai Mingjue was stunned for a moment, looked at her, but saw her continue to say with a smile: "I'm afraid you may have forgotten, so I'll say it again, it's the kind of liking I really like, and it's the kind of liking I never forget."
Bai Mingjue was silent for a while, and then he smiled inexplicably.
"Never forget? So you threatened to chase me in front of everyone in the class and play with my feelings. Is this what you mean by never forget? Sheng Jiaoyang, are you doing this just to satisfy you?" Like', or to satisfy your vanity?"
"Did you hear that?" Jiao Yang was taken aback, then thought, "No."
When she was saying these words, Bai Mingjue clearly did not come to the classroom.
"Did Bai Zhiyao tell you?"
Bai Mingjue pursed his lips, but didn't speak.
"It really is her."
Jiaoyang laughed: "What did I say?" Can't eat grapes and said grapes are sour.
Thinking of this, she looked at the man sitting on the office chair who was obviously in a bad mood, the corners of her mouth curled up, and when she walked over to him.
"So, Teacher Bai, do you really believe what Bai Zhiyao said?"
Bai Mingjue raised his head, his dark eyes under the glasses were looking at her with a vague expression: "Why, do you want to say that you haven't said these words?"
"No, I said those words."
Seeing the expression on the man's face darken, Jiao Yang went on to say: "However, it's just like what you said just now. I said these words in front of those people just to satisfy my vanity, and... Deliberately warned Bai Zhiyao that you are mine, and told her to stay away from you."
Jiaoyang explained pitifully, while she was talking, she picked up a hand that had fallen on his lap, and rubbed it next to her face.
"But my heart for you is true, I really like you, Mr. Bai. Forgive me this time, can you?"
Bai Mingjue lowered his head in a daze, looking at her.
After a few seconds, he withdrew the hand she was holding, coughed a few times, and changed the subject: "You mean Bai Zhiyao? Have you misunderstood?"