Ding Junhui took her out. They were going back soon, so they planned to take a good look at this small mountain village.
Yuan Ye was holding the camera backwards and taking pictures, mainly taking pictures of Ding Junhui.
"I thought you wouldn't have time to see me before leaving." Yuan Ye curled his lips and said.
Ding Junhui chuckled and admitted that he has been busy with modeling recently.
"What do you think about Ye Cong's words?" After laughing, he still stepped into the topic he wanted to talk about today.
Yuan also took the camera and turned back to take pictures of the scenery, "I don't know."
Yuan is only twenty-five years old. If he had not gone to graduate school, he might have already made a name for himself in the journalism world.
"What about you?" Yuan Ye suddenly turned around and looked at Ding Junhui, "What do you want from fame and dedication?"
Ding Junhui chuckled, "Do you think the teacher profession is about fame or dedication?"
Yuan Ye: "..."
She seemed to have asked a question she shouldn't have asked.
"If you say these three words Ding Junhui, who knows who this is?" Ding Junhui asked another question.
"A rich second generation who doesn't teach well will go back and inherit billions of dollars in wealth." Yuan also said what he had heard before.
Ding Junhui's smile became more and more obvious, which was also one of his labels.
"That's true. Then you may have another name in the future. If you don't do charity work, you may go home and inherit your husband's billions in wealth." Ding Junhui raised his eyebrows and said.
husband
husband!
These two words directly hit Yuan Ye's heart.
This heart-shaped critical attack is a bit intense.
"What nonsense are you talking about? Who, who is your wife?" Yuan Ye turned around, lowered his eyes, blushed, and said it in one breath.
Ding Junhui looked at the girl in front of him with a smile, stretched his hands across her neck and pulled her into his arms, "Why, are you going to be irresponsible after sleeping?"
Yuan Ye: "..."
"Hey, you are a role model." Yuan Ye's face turned even redder.
I slept with him. That was half a month ago, okay
Ding Junhui buried his head in her neck and laughed softly, "It is what a teacher should do to clarify the future path for his students. This is called teaching without distinction."
Yuan Ye couldn't help but laugh. Ding Junhui really taught her everything.
Ding Junhui hugged him for a while and then let him go. After all, he was still in the village.
"Actually, you already have the answer in your heart. What you want is just recognition from others." Ding Junhui lowered his eyes and looked at Yuan Ye, "I'm proud of your choice."
Yuan also raised his head, his eyes shining with his recognition. Even if the whole world thought she was crazy, having one person who understood her was all her motivation.
"Ding Shuai, have you ever struggled before doing something?" Yuan Ye suddenly asked.
Ever struggled
Tangled!
For example, what happened to Wenshan back then.
For example, Yuan Ye now.
Apart from emotional matters, there seems to be nothing worth worrying about.
After Yuan Ye asked this question, she noticed that Ding Junhui's expression changed slightly, and she instantly thought of the reason.
Is she sick and looking for abuse on her own
Why ask this question.
Ding Junhui reached out and held Yuan Ye's hand, "Are you jealous?"
Yuan Ye: "..."
She didn't do well!
"Don't worry, even if there is anything, it's just a fruitless unrequited love." Ding Junhui reached for the camera in her hand and took pictures for her.
As for Wenshan, it could be regarded as a transition point for his first love. He likes her, but not to the point of loving her. What he loves is just the girl in front of him who has always had little confidence.