"Hello, Ah Sheng," Zhou Manchun said gently when she saw that it was Xu Ningsheng calling.
"Xiaochun, are you busy?" Xu Ningsheng had marked the papers for the whole day. Yu Yina performed well in the last mock exam of the second year and got full marks in math.
"No, I'm not busy. What's the matter?" Zhou Manchun asked with a smile. She looked at her freckled self in the mirror and couldn't help but laugh.
This was the first time she made herself ugly! She didn't expect that makeup could change a person so much.
"I called to tell you that Nana's condition is much better today. In today's last mock exam, Nana got full marks in math. She also did well in other subjects. She wasn't affected at all."
"Really? Nana is so good. "Zhou Manchun smiled with satisfaction.
"I believe in my student. She's still very strong," Xu Ningsheng said proudly.
"Then did Teacher Xu mark the exam papers for the whole day today?"
"Yeah, it's giving me a headache," Xu Ningsheng complained.
"Teacher Xu, you should go rest. I have something to do later. Let's chat on WeChat when we're free." Zhou Manchun looked at the time. It was almost time for their scheduled meeting.
"Okay." Xu Ningsheng said in a gentlemanly manner. He waited for Zhou Manchun to hang up first because he didn't want Zhou Manchun to hear the beeping sound on the phone.
That kind of sound would make people feel very disappointed.
Starbucks.
It was lunchtime and there weren't many people in Starbucks. The moment Zhou Manchun entered the door, she saw a man in a white T-shirt sitting quietly by the window. He looked like he was waiting for someone.
Zhou Manchun wasn't sure if this person was the person she was waiting for. If she had known earlier, she would have looked at the photo first. She walked over slowly and stood in front of the man in the white T-shirt with a cold face.
"Are you Mr. Lin?" Zhou Manchun was wearing a pair of exaggerated red-framed glasses. Her palm-sized face was covered in freckles, and her skin had patches of black and white. She looked very strange.
The moment she saw Lim Myung-ho, Zhou Manchun regretted it. Lim Myung-ho was very handsome. He had sharp eyebrows and thin lips. His eyes were deep, and his facial features were so perfect that they looked like they were meticulously sculpted. His fair skin was so smooth that not a single pore could be seen. What a handsome guy!
Lim Myung-ho was shocked by the woman in front of him, but upon closer inspection, wasn't this Zhou Manchun? Why was she so different from the person in the photo?
"Miss Zhou? Please take a seat. "Lim Myung-ho forced himself to remain calm, so he spoke in a gentlemanly manner.
After Zhou Manchun sat down, her entire butt sat on the chair, which was completely out of place with her usual style. After putting down her bag, she even crossed her legs arrogantly and said with an unruly expression, "What's your name?"
"Lim Myung-ho." Lim Myung-ho smiled gently, looking very polite.
"Oh." Zhou Manchun said coldly, mimicking Jin Beisen's usual arrogance.
She thought to herself, how much I hate Jin Beisen, how much this Lim Myung-ho hates me at this moment.
When she met his eyes, there was a hint of shock in his deep eyes, but it was quickly suppressed. That feeling of loss was fleeting …
"This is the cappuccino I just ordered." Lim Myung-ho pushed the coffee in front of Zhou Manchun, his actions still very elegant.
"I don't like to drink cappuccino, it's too bitter." Zhou Manchun frowned with disdain and began to be picky.
"Then what do you like to drink, Miss Zhou? I'll go buy you another cup. "Lim Myung-ho smiled politely, not showing a trace of impatience on his handsome face.
"There's no need, I'm not a very picky person." Zhou Manchun picked up the cappuccino and took a sip without a care for her image, making a sizzling sound from her mouth.
Lim Myung-ho just watched quietly. On the contrary, he was attracted by Zhou Manchun's unruly personality and found her very interesting. Although she looked a little ugly, Lim Myung-ho felt that they didn't have to be a couple, it was fine to be friends.
"Miss Zhou, do you have any interests or hobbies?" Lim Myung-ho smiled elegantly, a hint of gentleness in his sparkling eyes.
"I don't have any interests, my hobby is money." Zhou Manchun's beautiful almond-shaped eyes were "plop plop plop". She didn't even hesitate. Before coming, Zhou Manchun had done her homework. Usually, on a blind date, the man would like to find a topic to talk about, such as what interests or hobbies you have.
Lim Myung-ho took a sip of coffee and put down the cup with his slender fingers. He laughed heartily, just like a big, sunny boy.
For a moment, Zhou Manchun recalled Zhao Tianyu. Zhao Tianyu loved to play basketball when he was in high school. Zhou Manchun often watched him play basketball on the playground. Every time the sun set, Zhao Tianyu's handsome figure and the basketball hoop blended into one. That kind of youthful and sunny scene was deeply imprinted in Zhou Manchun's mind.
"Miss Zhou is really a straightforward person." Lim Myung-ho didn't feel a trace of dislike, but praised her with a smile.
In fact, Lim Myung-ho had also investigated Zhou Manchun. He knew that Zhou Manchun played the piano very well, and he found many photos of Zhou Manchun on the Internet. In the photos, Zhou Manchun was clean and pure, looking peaceful, and she didn't wear glasses. Lim Myung-ho felt that Zhou Manchun wearing glasses was a bit non-mainstream.
"That's for sure."
"Is Miss Zhou nearsighted?" Out of curiosity, Lim Myung-ho asked.
"Well, a little. I've seen too many men, so I'm nearsighted. To tell you the truth, I've had eight boyfriends." Zhou Manchun made an exaggerated expression and made an eight gesture to Lim Myung-ho.
This time, Lim Myung-ho finally understood. It seemed like Zhou Manchun didn't mean to go on a blind date with him. She must have wanted to avoid going on a blind date, so she used this method to make him back off.
But Lim Myung-ho was a very smart person. He even guessed that Zhou Manchun's ugly look today was because she had put on makeup.
While Zhou Manchun was in a daze, Lim Myung-ho took off the glasses on Zhou Manchun's face and quickly wiped her face with a tissue …
Before Zhou Manchun could react, half of her face had been wiped clean by Lim Myung-ho.
"What are you doing!" Zhou Manchun slapped Lim Myung-ho's hand away, and her palm-sized face showed a hint of anger. She stood up agitatedly, and her voice was a little loud, attracting strange looks from the people around.
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