Chapter 29(4/4)
"Teacher Zhi was dressed so beautifully today."
"Teacher Zhi, we miss you so much..."
Zhimian shyly raised the dimples on the corner of his lips and was pulled enthusiastically to the seat.
"Teacher Zhi, please sit at this table with us."
Originally, Zhimian was going to sit with several teachers and the youth training camp staff, but in the end she was pulled to the same table with the boys and filled in a chair.
After sitting down, more and more people came.
Suddenly, a burst of lively jokes came from the door.
Several men came late.
Zhimian looked up and saw Zhuge Yu and Sima Cheng. The one who walked next to them was Duan Zhuo. Next to him was a group of men who could not name their names, wearing suits and ties, and graceful demeanor.
They are the most prestigious group tonight.
They got closer and closer, Duan Zhuo's unremitting eyes crossed the position and finally fell on Zhimian's face.
After looking at each other for a second, she quickly moved away.
She pretended not to see it until she felt the group stop in the aisle next to her position, and a faint smell of tobacco floated. She turned her gaze and saw Duan Zhuojun's long legs straight under her green windshield jacket, and was standing behind her position at this moment.
She saw the man whispering to others: "I'll sit at this table."
Zhimian's heart sank, and the next moment, the voice of Manager Wang next to him rang out: "Duan Zhuo, this table is full of children. Are you sitting at the main table with two coaches?"
Duan Zhuo did not respond.
Zhuge Yu and Sima Cheng seemed to have expected Zhimian, but were not surprised. Instead, they deliberately asked: "Hey, why is there a girl?"
"Oh, this is their oral class teacher. They insist on pulling the teacher and sitting together."
Zhuge Yu joked: "Look at you guys, you guys, are so enthusiastic about beautiful teachers. You didn't even see me like this just now."
The boys were slick: "Coach, we have met several times this week. We have few opportunities to meet with Teacher Zhi..."
Duan Zhuo's face remained unchanged, and the next moment he stepped towards the main table next to him.
The group took their seats.
Manager Wang asked Zhimian if he wanted to sit at the main table, because there was a seat empty, Zhimian refused: "No trouble, I'll just sit here, it's okay."
The sound was not loud or small, and it fell into the ears of a man who only crossed the aisle.
Duan Zhuo looked down at his phone, his eyebrows gradually became more and more violent.
After the dinner officially began, several youth training camp leaders said a few words and finally let everyone have fun tonight.
Several men at the main table were drinking and talking about business. Duan Zhuo rarely used his chopsticks, as if he was listening attentively, trying to only fall on the table where Zhimian was—
It's completely different from the main table.
The atmosphere was particularly lively, as if they were laughing and playing. During this period, the three words "Teacher Zhi" were repeatedly mentioned, which made people irritated.
He turned his head slightly and saw the girl's skin was white and snowy, holding a wine glass, with curved eyes, and her eyes were stained with the tiny light cast from the crystal chandelier above her head, and she chatted with them very much.
Do you have to chat with a group of kids?
He soon thought again that the little girl was beautiful and had a good personality, which really attracted the attention of boys.
The boy I saw downstairs of the dormitory that day also asked Zhimian for WeChat.
After the breakup, she had many suitors.
Will she fall in love with other boys?
The red wine in the glass shone, Duan Zhuo's eyes fell, his eyes gradually sinking, and his shoulders were patted. Zhuge Yu raised his eyebrows and looked at him, "Let's go, go and have two drinks with them."
At this lively table, several boys worshiped Zhimian wine one after another. The girl poured a little red wine and drank it very slowly, but added two or three times.
Someone asked Zhimian about his emotional questions: "Teacher Zhi, you are so beautiful, do you have a boyfriend?"
Zhimian was stunned and shook his head.
Everyone was surprised, "How is that possible? The teacher must have many people chasing him."
Someone said, "Why do some people have to have a girlfriend when they chase after them? Maybe those teachers are not satisfied with them. Teacher Zhi, tell me what kind of thing you like?"
As soon as he finished speaking, a voice came in next to him: "Why are you chatting about gossip? It's so lively?"
Zhimian saw Zhuge Yu and Duan Zhuo coming, who was looking at her.
The table stood up politely, and a boy said, "We just ask Teacher Zhi what kind of boys he likes."
"You guys are quite gossipy."
Zhimian glanced at Duan Zhuo's eyes calmly and fell on her. I don't know if it was because she had drunk wine or something, but her cheeks were slightly hot. Unexpectedly, the next moment, she heard the man speak indifferently and asked her personally: "I'm very interested, what type of teacher Zhi likes?"
Zhimian:?
She met Duan Zhuo's gaze, and in silence, there was only the atmosphere that the two could perceive was undercurrent.
Two seconds later, Zhimian smiled at him: "I like particularly gentle boys."
gentle.
An adjective that has nothing to do with Duan Zhuo.
The man finally curled his lips and smiled, "Miss Zhi likes it. There are many in the club. I can help me introduce it."
"Okay, I really want to get out of singleness, too."
The girl speaks with thorns every word.
Zhuge Yu listened beside him, trying hard to suppress the smile at the corner of his mouth.
"Come on, let's have one together."
Zhuge Yu raised his glass and everyone clinked their glasses.
When the boys saw Duan Zhuo's face turned bright, they were suspicious, and they didn't know why.
After drinking, Zhuge Yu pulled Duan Zhuo back.
After three rounds of drinking, Zhimian drank too much, and his face was flushed. He was drunk but not drunk. He just felt his consciousness was a little light, as if he was jumping all the time, and he was a little excited.
She quickly controlled her control and did not drink any more.
After the dinner officially ended, the people in the private room left the banquet hall one after another, took the elevator to the first floor, and walked out.
When we arrived at the door, the spring breeze was slightly shining and the night was heavy.
Everyone greeted each other and said goodbye. Manager Wang kindly asked Zhimian: "Teacher Zhi where are you going? Do you need to find someone to send you back?"
"No, I can just take a taxi back by myself."
There will be no classes tomorrow morning, and the club is closer to Binyang Garden, so she plans to go back to the apartment.
She nodded to the person and said goodbye, walked down the steps, jumping around, and her steps were a little shaking.
"Duan Zhuo, then you..." Before someone finished speaking, he saw Duan Zhuo suddenly walked out of the crowd, followed Zhimian, stopped beside her, and grabbed her.
Several club staff and students around suddenly stopped talking, all of them were confused and looked over.
"Hey, Duan Zhuo and Teacher Zhi know each other?!"
"Ah, do you know?"
Duan Zhuo spoke in a deep voice: "I'll take you back."
Zhimian turned his head to see him, frowned, and pushed him away seriously: "No, use it."
Duan Zhuo pinched her chin with a cold face and pulled it into his arms, frowned: "Can you go back if you drink it so much?"
The man's voice fell on his head, Zhimian raised his face and glared proudly: "I'm not drunk, I'm just slightly drunk!"
He saw her red face and pinched it, "The face looks like a monkey's butt, and he said he is not drunk."
His silly look is also close to the brink of drunkenness.
She angrily knocked off his hand, "Whoever allows you to touch my face, you are the monkey's butt!"
"Can you leave?" He lost his patience.
"I won't leave," Zhimian raised his chin, "What are you doing to me?"
The next moment, Duan Zhuo bent down, carried her directly, walked down the steps, and the girl shouted:
"Duan Zhuo, please let me down..."
Chapter completed!