Seeing all the gangsters running away in disgrace, Ye Chuan patted Xia Ruicheng on the shoulder and said, "Okay, kid, I did a good job this time."

"Hehe..." Xia Ruicheng scratched his hair and smiled a few embarrassedly.

Ye Chuan walked to Zhang Sitong again: "How is it, you're drunk?"

"I'm not drunk." Zhang Sitong lowered her head and said, unable to see the expression on her face clearly. As early as just now, when she saw Ye Chuan and others fighting, she woke up half of her wine. She knew that this was all for her, and she lowered her head because she didn't know how to face it.

"Okay, let's go!" Ye Chuan waved his hand: "Xiaodao, take a look at the losses here later and pay the boss. Xia Ruicheng, hurry up and go home, it's so late."

"Oh, okay, I understand!" the two of them replied at the same time.

"Zhang Sitong, come with me!" Ye Chuan said without hesitation and took Zhang Sitong out of the bar.

As soon as he left the house, Zhang Sitong lowered his head and said, "Teacher, I'm sorry, I've caused you trouble."

Ye Chuan nodded, without saying anything, but just walked aimlessly. Zhang Sitong lowered her head and followed her, listening to the creaking sound of her feet squeaking on the snow, and didn't know what to say.

The two of them came to the guardrail by the sea. Ye Chuan turned over and sat on the railing, lit a cigarette, and said, "Zhang Sitong, did you do it on purpose?"

Zhang Sitong subconsciously showed a hint of panic when she heard this: "What, what was intentional?"

"You did this on purpose, right? I just deliberately fell into depravity and made myself look like a bad student." Ye Chuan took a sip of the cigarette and felt the cold night wind.

"Teacher, what are you talking about?" Zhang Sitong said frivolously: "I have been like this since I was a child, since I was born. I have always been like this, I have always been! There is no intention."

"You're still stubborn." Ye Chuan shook his head: "That day in the art room, I was the one you didn't see."

"Art room?" Zhang Sitong suddenly realized that the sound he heard outside the painting door that day turned out to be someone was there.

"Yes." Ye Chuan nodded, looked at the sea in the distance and said, "Do you like painting? Teacher Xiaojing said, your parents don't let you draw, are you doing this because of this?"

"Yes!" Zhang Sitong admitted without hesitation when Ye Chuan had known his secret: "Why do they deprive me of my hobbies? I just want to draw wrong? Why do I say that drawing will affect my grades! Humph! Okay, then if I don't draw now, my grades are not the last one? I am different from a little girl?"

"Is that why you did this?"

"Yes! They didn't let me draw. My father didn't get admitted to Jianghe University, so he tried his best to let me inherit his ideal. Why? Why can't I have my own ideal? Why did he turn his incompetence into my pressure? If I don't let me draw, okay, then I won't draw! This is OK!" Zhang Sitong said in anger: "You don't understand at all, and you don't understand it. The feeling of being deprived of your dreams."

"I understand." Ye Chuan said: "But your method is a bit stupid."

Zhang Sitong sneered: "I knew you would say that! All of you said that! Yes, everything I did was wrong, okay? Since I was a child, I have never done it right. No matter what happened, in their eyes, it will always be my wrong, right? It will always be my fault! I really don't know what it feels like to do it right once!"

"Who said that?" Ye Chuan turned over and held Zhang Sitong's shoulder and said, "Do you still remember the quarrel between you and Jiang Lin that day? I think that you did it very well that time!"

Zhang Sitong was suddenly stunned and recalled the scene that day. She thought Ye Chuan would criticize her severely, but she had already made plans to transfer to school in her heart.

But unexpectedly, Ye Chuan actually said that he did the right thing and even took him to trick Jiang Lin.

You should know that you are in other schools and are synonymous with scumbag students. No matter what happens, all teachers’ first reaction is that they have done something wrong and criticize themselves.

That day was the first time Zhang Sitong heard from the teacher that she did the right thing.

"I know, why do I say your approach is stupid?" Ye Chuan asked with a smile.

"Why?"

"Because in the end your approach is the only one who harms yourself. You really want to take revenge on your father, revenge on him for depriving you of your dreams, right?" Ye Chuan asked: "Is that true?"

"Yes, I just want to take revenge on him! I hate him!" Zhang Sitong said gritting her teeth.

Ye Chuan nodded and continued, "Then you should study hard and strive to achieve good results!"

"Why? Isn't it his opinion if I do this? I don't want it!" Zhang Sitong said stubbornly.

"Listen to me." Ye Chuan interrupted Zhang Sitong: "Don't he hope you can go to Jianghe University for him to study? Then you should study hard and achieve the best results, so that he will be happy little by little. Then..."

"And what?" Zhang Sitong asked impatiently.

"Then you wait for the day you take the exam, and you tell him that you won't go. Or, when you get the admission letter, you tear it apart in front of him. What expression did you think he regretted at that time? Is this way of revenge much more clever than your stupid method?" Ye Chuan asked with his head tilted.

Zhang Sitong didn't say anything, lowered her head and thoughtful.

"Think about it yourself. Of course, studying hard will not affect painting. Whenever I have time in the future, I will ask Teacher Meng to take you to her friend's studio. How about it?" Ye Chuan said, thinking of Zhou Yuner's studio, I felt a little amused and crying. I never thought that I would meet her again, nor did she know if she would agree to know that Zhang Sitong was her own student.

Zhang Sitong thought for a while and said, "You are lying to me! You are lying to me to study hard first, right?"

"Yes. But the choice at that time will depend on you." Ye Chuan said: "You can choose to study, or you can choose to tear the admission notice in front of him. In this way, you have two choices, wouldn't you take the initiative?"

"This..." Zhang Sitong hesitated: "But my grades are probably only as high as junior high school students, and it is impossible to get into Jianghe University. Perhaps, I can't even get into a third-rate university."

"What's this?" Ye Chuan smiled and said, "There is more than a year left before the college entrance examination. As long as you are willing, you can and believe in yourself."

"This...I'll try it!" Zhang Sitong said.
Chapter completed!