Rebirth and the Beautiful Soaring

Yu Fei returned to his seat, and Song Qiubo asked in a low voice, "Class monitor, what did Teacher Liang want to see you about?"

Seeing Song Qiubo's curious expression, Yu Fei smiled and said, "It's nothing, just a personal matter."

Song Qiubo pouted and said, "Fine, don't tell me then."

Yu Fei looked at her charming little face, which had a hint of anger, and found it really cute. He smiled slightly and didn't take it to heart. A young girl's temper comes and goes quickly.

However, he was pondering a question: how to get along with Zhou Meihua in the future.

There are no impervious walls in the world.

The coincidences that happened today perfectly illustrate this point.

This is just the beginning. What about the next few years? Are we going to have to be together secretly like this? That would be too tiring!

At the age of fifteen or sixteen, one is like a newborn calf that is not afraid of tigers; it is a time of youthful exuberance and no regrets.

The age of forty should not be a constraint on youth, but rather a wing that allows you to fly higher!

In an instant, Yu Fei realized that instead of hiding it, it was better to have an open and honest relationship with Zhou Meihua.

And the reason for this was the art teacher.

There is no gender distinction between teachers and students. If teachers or parents have objections, Yu Fei can use this as a basis to refute them.

Most importantly, Yu Fei is in his forties and is not afraid of teachers and parents.

Problems should be addressed, and troubles should be resolved. As long as his grades don't drop, he doesn't go too far in his actions, and he doesn't cause any negative impact, given his status as a model student in the eyes of the school and teachers, they should turn a blind eye.

Moreover, as society becomes more open, the environment for interactions between men and women will become more relaxed, rather than being as strictly guarded as it is now, as if any interaction between men and women would lead to unpredictable consequences.

After making up his mind, Yu Fei felt refreshed and in a particularly good mood.

……

As Zhou Meihua walked out of the classroom and into the corridor after morning self-study, Yu Fei walked briskly toward her with a bright smile on his face.

"Zhou Meihua, I have something I'd like to discuss with you regarding art instruction."

Didn't we agree to pretend we didn't know each other at school? Why did he suddenly change his mind? What is he trying to do?

Zhou Meihua was stunned for a moment, and then she became a little nervous. But she saw Yu Fei wink at her with a smile, as if to say, "Don't panic, just be normal."

Zhou Meihua was a smart girl. She realized that Yu Fei must have his reasons for doing this, so she immediately put away her nervousness and nodded, saying, "Okay, Teacher Yu Fei."

Li Hui and her classmates, who were walking by, heard the conversation between the two and were surprised. When did the boy who was always number one become the teacher of Zhou Meihua, the most beautiful girl in their class?

It seems he's still teaching drawing. He's a good student, but I've never heard of him being able to draw.

In addition, his calm and composed smile had a special infectious power, which they sincerely admired. He was so bold as to dare to use the professor's painting as a pretext to get close to Zhou Meihua.

You should know that Zhou Meihua was a well-known aloof beauty in the class, and she never showed any interest in boys.

That aloofness is an invisible, chilling power that has a strong visual impact; even boys would stutter when they spoke to her.

But it was clear that Zhou Meihua's attitude towards this boy was not cold and aloof.

Many boys and girls in the class also saw this, and their eyes were filled with surprise. In their eyes, Yu Fei had always been the kind of person who was oblivious to everything else and only focused on studying. Now, he was actually starting to approach girls. This change was too great.

Amidst everyone's surprised gazes, Yu Fei and Zhou Meihua walked together to the end of the corridor, where there was a small balcony.

The two did not engage in any overly intimate actions, but leaned against the balcony to talk, with a distance of more than a meter between them, yet their hearts seemed infinitely close.

"Yu Fei, this morning when I was looking at the painting, my deskmate was playing around with me and tore it to pieces. The teacher even saw it. Although it was glued back together, I still feel so sorry for it."

"It's okay, I'll draw another one when I have time! But after this incident, our relationship has probably come to the teacher's attention. Your homeroom teacher, Lei Laohu, has already told our homeroom teacher, Liang, about it."

"What should we do then? Did Teacher Liang criticize you?"

"Don't worry, our interactions are normal, and it's a normal teacher-student relationship. Why would Teacher Liang criticize me? She just told us not to let it interfere with our studies."

"Oh, that's good, no criticism!"

"By the way, we don't need to hide or dodge anymore. We can greet each other openly when we meet, as long as we don't show any intimate behavior in front of everyone. We'll talk about the details after school. The meeting place is at the Xianxi Bridge."

This counts as a date!

Zhou Meihua felt a little nervous and excited. She nodded and said, "Okay, then that's settled."

Both knew that classmates were peeking and watching them from time to time, so it wasn't appropriate to talk for too long. They soon parted ways and left.