Rebirth and the Beautiful Soaring

It's raining outside, so there's no need for morning exercises.

Yu Fei sat comfortably in his seat, softly reading English, but his mind was filled with images of Zhou Meihua's joyful and shy face after seeing "The Phoenix Seeks Its Mate," completely unaware that the painting had already brought trouble to him and Zhou Meihua.

Yu Fei's smile had a captivating charm. Song Qiubo, who had a crush on him, glanced at him a few times and was completely smitten. He was so handsome when he smiled.

Suddenly, the classroom door was pushed open, and the homeroom teacher, Liang Zaili, appeared in the doorway. She waved directly to Yu Fei and said, "Yu Fei, come to the office for a moment."

Although Teacher Liang's expression wasn't stern, Yu Fei sensed something amiss, as if something was happening.

"Okay, Teacher Liang," Yu Fei replied, putting down the book in his hand and calmly walking out.

Having experienced everything at the age of forty, he wouldn't worry at all even if something did happen.

When they reached the corridor, Yu Fei casually asked, "Teacher Liang, is there anything I can help you with?"

Liang Zaili liked Yu Fei very much as a student. She said softly, "It's nothing serious, just a few questions. Do you like drawing? When did you start?"

Just now, Lei Jun, the homeroom teacher of Class 3, told her that Yu Fei's painting "Phoenix Seeking Its Mate" ended up with Zhou Meihua, a student in Class 3. This might be a bad sign, and they couldn't let this situation continue. They had to nip it in the bud.

Liang Zaili had seen that pen and ink sketch, and she was absolutely amazed. It was so well drawn! As the homeroom teacher, she had no idea that the class monitor could draw so well; it was truly a dereliction of duty.

As for the meaning of "Phoenix Seeking Phoenix," she was certainly aware of it. However, considering that Yu Fei had always studied hard, had a positive attitude, and achieved excellent grades, making him a rare and outstanding student, she wanted to give him earnest advice based on the principle of healing the sick and saving the patient.

Upon hearing Teacher Liang mention painting, the quick-witted Yu Fei immediately connected the dots and guessed that something must have happened to Zhou Meihua. Could it be that the teacher saw her looking at paintings during morning self-study? Could her luck be that bad?

Although his mind was racing, Yu Fei remained outwardly calm and replied, "Teacher Liang, I've loved painting since I was a child. Have you ever heard of the master of traditional Chinese painting, Yu Hong, and the master of oil painting, Yu Ming?"

Previously, Yu Fei never wanted to mention his grandfather and father, and Fang Yun also deliberately avoided it, only writing her own name in the parent section. So, unless they were relatives or friends, almost no one knew that Yu Fei was a descendant of two famous painters.

Liang Zaili had naturally heard of Yu Hong and Yu Ming, who were famous figures in Zhejiang Province and world-renowned painters whose paintings were worth a fortune.

Hearing Yu Fei say this, she suddenly felt that Yu Fei's name was somewhat similar to Yu Hong and Yu Ming, and that they were very likely from the same family. She dared not guess that Yu Fei was their descendant.

"Of course I've heard of those two world-renowned painters. Why do I feel like you have some connection with them?"

Yu Fei smiled and said, "Teacher Liang, to tell you the truth, Yu Hong is my grandfather and Yu Ming is my father, so it's really not unusual for me to be able to draw, right? It's just that I feel I haven't even learned a tenth of what my grandfather and father have learned, so I usually don't tell others, so as not to embarrass them."

Since the teacher might find out, Yu Fei thought he might as well be more high-profile.

Because he understands very well that the strong have more say than the weak.

His skill in painting will also make people look at him with even more admiration.

There's no point in praising him too much; Yu Fei just wants this effect. In this way, it would be natural and without any problem for him to become Zhou Meihua's art teacher.

As for the determination of puppy love, he believed that these teachers were not fools. Even if they had already reached a conclusion in their hearts, they would definitely not make a big deal out of it, but would try to nip it in the bud. After all, he was a student who ranked first every year and was the son of the deputy director of the Education Bureau. No one would dare to make an example of him.

Yu Fei spoke calmly, but Liang Zaili's heart was in turmoil. It turned out that Yu Fei was a descendant of two great painters. No wonder he had such high attainments in pen and ink sketching. He truly deserved to come from a family of calligraphers and painters.

Liang Zaili chuckled and said, "Yu Fei, you've really hidden it well. You drew Phoenix Seeking Phoenix, right? How did it end up with Zhou from Class 3?"

Yu Fei shook his head and smiled to himself, realizing that was indeed the case.

He calmly replied, "Teacher Liang, that is indeed my doodle. As for why it ended up with Zhou, it's simple. I am Zhou's art teacher, and she wanted to copy one of my paintings, so I just gave her one at random. It does seem to be 'Phoenix Seeking Its Mate'."

"The problem lies in this 'Phoenix Seeking its Mate' thing. You should understand what it means. You are still young, and you should focus on your studies, not on these wild thoughts." Liang Zaili listened to Yu Fei's eloquent speech, a stark contrast to his usual indifferent attitude. At this moment, she could hardly understand this student.

"Oh? Your teacher isn't that sensitive, is she? This is just a casual assignment, why do you have to check it? There are no secrets in the world. I don't care, I'm thick-skinned anyway, but it's not good for Zhou, is it, Teacher Liang?"

Liang Zaili couldn't figure out the real relationship between Yu Fei and Zhou Meihua at this point, but what Yu Fei said was indeed true. If they made a fuss over a single painting, it wouldn't do either of them any good. So she smiled and said, "Don't worry, Yu Fei. It was Teacher Lei from Class 3 who found that painting. I've already told him not to dwell on it too much. Since you're Zhou's art teacher, I'm relieved. However, one thing is certain: it's good that you both like painting, but you mustn't neglect your studies. After all, the high school entrance exam is getting closer and closer, and I hope you'll come back as the top scorer."

Yu Fei gave Teacher Liang a reassuring look and said confidently, "As for my studies, Teacher Liang, please rest assured, I won't fall behind, and I believe Zhou won't either. As for being the top scorer in the high school entrance exam, we'll see then. There's no point in saying anything more now."

Perhaps they had already talked it out in the corridor, because Liang Zaili didn't let Yu Fei go to the office. Instead, she told him to go back to morning self-study, while she went back to the office to talk to Teacher Lei.

Compared to Fei's composure, Zhou Meihua's heart was pounding. She finally waited until the morning self-study session ended and was about to go to the teacher's office when Lei Jun came over and handed her the pasted-up painting, saying, "Zhou Meihua, it's fine to learn to draw, but be careful not to let it interfere with your normal studies."

Zhou Meihua never expected that this matter would be resolved so easily. She quickly nodded and replied, "Yes, thank you, Teacher Lei. I will definitely not let it interfere with my studies."