The Devil King of fast wear was a little sweet ( Machine Translation )

Her skin was already a little paler. When she smiled like that, the sun shone on her face, and even her fine hair seemed to be coated with a layer of golden light.

The female teacher stared at her for a while and sighed.

"Sigh, you should smile more often. You look especially lively. "

Speaking of which, it was a strange feeling. They were clearly the same person, but looking at this person from top to bottom, it was hard to say if there was any change, but it felt like there was a change in the essence, energy, and spirit hidden in the body.

"Yes. I will continue to work hard, " Xia Ling said obediently.

"Look at me. I know that you are not in good health, and I even brought you here to chat. Come, let's go inside first. " The female teacher looked at Xia Ling's appearance and raised her hand to rub her head, as if she was rubbing some small animal.

She held Xia Ling's hand and entered the room.

When they entered the studio, Xia Ling saw that almost everyone in the studio had arrived.

They were teaching in small classes. There were five people at a time, and the teacher would guide them one-on-one, cultivating their aesthetic judgment and skills in cutting flowers and arranging flowers.

Xia Ling was considered the latest to arrive. As soon as she followed the teacher in, everyone looked over.

The emotions that rose from her body seemed to be a little afraid. Xia Ling paused for a moment, and the female teacher noticed that something was wrong.

"What did you think about what I asked you before? Are you still not willing? " D

The female teacher said in a low voice.

When she asked this, Xia Ling suddenly remembered that the female teacher had praised her the last time she came to the flower art class.

Although she was introverted and did not speak well, Xia Ling's flower arranging was very aesthetically pleasing. That kind of scattered spiritual energy was not something that could be cultivated in class... ...

The female teacher liked her very much, so she wanted Xia Ling to be her assistant. When she was free, she would come over and learn more from her. After that, the female teacher wanted to let Xia Ling take care of a high-end flower shop in City A.

"I... " Xia Ling hesitated.

From her personality, Xia Ling was a little afraid to let her be her assistant and help the female teacher guide these students.

She probably had a social phobia. The more hurt she suffered from Bai Tan, the more she did not want to communicate with others. She just hid her emotions in her heart.

"If you don't want to, then think about it again. " The female teacher did not force her.

However, when the female teacher said this, Xia Ling gave up her hesitation.

"Okay, I promise you, " Xia Ling said.

"Ah? " The female teacher blinked, not understanding why Xia Ling had suddenly changed.

Xia Ling bowed to the female teacher and said seriously and sincerely.

"teacher, thank you for believing in me. You have always given me a chance, encouraged me, and made me change my mind. I want to give it a try. That kind of life in the past... I don't want to live like this forever. I have to rely on myself. "

Her tone was light, and her words were not coherent.

Looking at the girl's Pale face, but her eyes were filled with determination, the female teacher could feel that the girl seemed to have really changed... ...

Those who were able to attend classes with her, and those who were able to pay for floral art classes, were either rich or noble.

However, the female teacher could see that Xia Ling was very unhappy. She was very quiet and did not have much of an existence. When others surrounded her to learn how to arrange flowers, she would always quietly stay in the corner and look at them, like a shadow in the corner.

The female teacher only had two sons at home. Seeing such an obedient girl, she could not help but love her more.

"As long as you don't mind the low pay, I will always welcome you here. " The female teacher smiled