Chapter 325： Do you believe in retribution? 19┃ Xu Yong, the head iron (1/2)

Afraid of Teacher Zhuang's embarrassment when he saw his tears, Bai Ming quickly buried his head in his arms and wiped his face with his sleeve.

Zhuang Li lightly stroked his head, smiled and said, "Sit down and change your shoes."

He took out the sweater and shoebox, held it in his hands, and spread the empty paper bag on the steps, letting Bai Ming sit as a stool.

There was a hole in the sole of the shoe and the socks were soiled. Bai Ming looked at the brand-new sneakers and said with dismay, "I'll go back tonight and wash my feet and change the socks and try again."

Zhuang Li took out a new pair of socks from his trousers pocket, helped Bai Ming to put them on, and ordered again, "Try it now."

Turns out he had taken everything into consideration.

Bai Ming's ears were red, the corners of his mouth were upturned, and his beating heart was like a happy bird.

He hurriedly tucked his feet in clean white socks into his brand new sneakers, and then walked back and forth, bouncing up and down.

Zhuang Li stood by and watched silently, and asked, "Is it suitable?"

"It's very suitable!" Bai Ming nodded vigorously.

"Comfortable?"

"Extremely comfortable!"

"Like it?"

"really like!"

Only then did Zhuang Li show a happy smile, hand over the sweater, and instructed: "Put your new clothes on too. Wait for me at the school gate after school tonight, and I'll take you to the shopping mall. I'll take all your clothes inside and out. I'll buy you a new one."

In the last world, his biggest regret was not being able to accompany his lover during the most difficult time.

Fortunately, in this world, he still has a chance to make up for it. He can also walk through the long years with his lover.

"You don't need to buy it, just have two decent clothes to wear." Bai Ming fondly stroked the sweater, with a satisfied smile on the corners of his eyes and brows.

Zhuang Li climbed two steps, looked down at him condescendingly, then slowly leaned over and whispered in his ear: "I just like to dress up my boyfriend handsome, you can't control it." Jian Jian, poked Bai Ming's cheek lightly, then walked straight away with his old clothes and shoes in his arms.

Bai Ming still stood there dumbfounded. After a long time, he covered his itchy cheeks and let out a groan of happiness.

No, he's going to die! He really loves Mr. Zhuang so much!

Bai Ming took several deep breaths in the stairwell before he suppressed the happiness in his heart, and returned to the classroom with a calm face.

When the chemistry teacher heard that he was called away by Zhuang Li, he did not reprimand him.

Bai Ming walked to the last row, sat down with a big horse, stretched out his two long legs, deliberately dangling under the eyelids of the little four eyes, and unzipped the zipper and opened his jacket, revealing a cool and stylish black sweater .

Little Four looked at him up and down, and said at a young age, "Brother Ming, you can do it, you have made a big transformation! Is this Cinderella meeting the fairy godmother?"

Bai Ming coughed to prevent himself from laughing, and then took back his long legs that were propped up in the aisle.

"Are you handsome?" he asked in a low voice.

"You're so handsome! This sweater is even better than the model in the commercial when you wear it!" The little four-eyed thumbs up with sincere admiration.

Bai Meditation remembered the whisper that Teacher Zhuang said just now, and finally couldn't help laughing.

I just like to dress up my boyfriend handsome--you can taste the amount of information carefully!

First, Mr. Zhuang admitted that he was his boyfriend; secondly, Mr. Zhuang thought he was handsome! Hahaha……

Bai Ming lowered his head and covered his mouth, desperately suppressing the urge to laugh.

Little Four Eyes: "...Brother Ming, take it easy, the teacher is looking at you! Are you having a lot of fun eating?"

"No, I ate popping candy." Bai Ming reluctantly suppressed the smile on his face and showed off: "Dumpling candy is much more delicious than joy."

Little Four Eyes: "..." What the **** is Jumping Candy? Wasn't it still a lollipop yesterday?

As if thinking of something, Bai Ming took out a business card from his trouser pocket and asked, "This person said he was a talent scout and wanted me to be a model. Do you think it's reliable?"

Xiao Siyan used the search engine to check the name of the person, and handed over the phone: "Brother Ming, look at the person who sent your business card, is this in the photo?"

Bai Ming fixed his eyes and nodded immediately.

Xiao Siyan sighed: "Damn it, Brother Ming, you are lucky. This person is a leader in the fashion circle and an internationally renowned designer. Anyone who is attracted to him eventually becomes a supermodel. Brother Ming, please contact him quickly. Ah! Aren't you short of money?"

Bai Ming stuffed the business card into his trouser pocket and asked seriously, "Does it make money as a model?"

"Being a model is sure to make money! The world's top supermodels are charged by the number of steps, and they earn millions of dollars a year! Brother Ming, with your appearance, you can definitely succeed!" Xiao Siyan said eagerly .

Bai Ming nodded, the hesitation in his eyes finally turned into firmness.

After knowing how good Teacher Zhuang was, he began to panic. He wants to make a lot of money and provide Teacher Zhuang with the best living conditions. In the future, no matter what Teacher Zhuang wants, he can buy it without blinking.

He wants Teacher Zhuang to live in the most comfortable house, drive the most luxurious car, and eat the most delicious food.

He wants to give everything for Teacher Zhuang!

Bai Ming put his hand into his trouser pocket and clenched the business card, as if he was clenching his future.

The third class was finished in his daze, and in the fourth class, Zhuang Li walked into the classroom with a pile of materials.

Bai Ming quickly retracted his wandering thoughts and looked at the podium with burning eyes.

Before the class bell rang, he took out the workbook from the hole in the table, ran up to the podium, and begged, "Mr. Zhuang, please help me correct these ten questions."