Ye Jiaqi smiled: "Imitation, not genuine."

"Really?" the girl said clearly when talking about these things, "It looks real, but the imitations nowadays are also very powerful, and they are more real than the real ones. I will work hard in the future and make more money.

I hope I can buy anything I like when I see it!”

Ye Jiaqi just smiled and did not refute.

It's good for young girls to have such thoughts.

Perhaps it was because he hadn't interacted with college students for a long time, but Ye Jiaqi felt that being with them was very energetic, and sometimes he would listen to them complain about their instructors.

However, the two girls still didn't have much patience. After arriving for a long time, they started shouting to leave.

They looked at Ye Jiaqi's work notes and probably knew what the situation was like in the orphanage here.

"Teacher Ye, are you going to stay here for a long time?" the girl chirped.

"I have no intention of leaving just yet."

"Won't you get bored? It's the same thing every day."

"How can the scenery and weather be the same every day? Every day is different for me. A child who couldn't recite a poem yesterday can suddenly recite a poem today. Doesn't it make people feel uncomfortable?

surprise?"

"Okay, Teacher Ye, you are so patient. There are not many people like you left. Then your family also supports you? I see your daughter is still here."

"I have no family."

"Oh, I'm sorry, Teacher Ye."

"fine."

While we were chatting, it was getting late.

The nights in early winter are very cold, and no one comes out at night.

Principal Wang arranged a place for them to stay. Ye Jiaqi chatted with them for a while and then went home through the orphanage.

The moonlight is clear outside and the cold wind blows.

Ye Jiaqi wrapped her scarf tightly, put her hands in her coat pockets, and walked back in the shadow of the trees while walking.

The air is filled with the scent of vegetation and earth. It is the scent of nature, mellow and strong.

The wind was blowing on my face and it was very cold.

She had wrapped herself up almost airtight, but she was still a little cold.

She didn't know if it was because she was about to have her period, but her stomach ached, a layer of cold sweat broke out behind her, and even her palms were sweaty.

The wind blew her long hair and scarf, and she kept walking along the dirt road. From time to time, the chirping of insects could be heard in the grass on the roadside, feebly.

In this season, everything is about to start hibernating.

"Teacher Ye!" Someone called from behind to stop her.

Ye Jiaqi stopped and turned his head.

It turned out to be one of the boys. If she remembered correctly, his name was He Jiaye.

Ye Jiaqi smiled, with a gentle look on her face under the moonlight: "What's the matter?"

"Teacher Ye, your face doesn't look good. Are you feeling unwell?"

"It's okay, it's just a little too cold today."

"Then let me take you back. I just have some ideas that I want to talk to you about. My father is a philanthropist, and I have learned a lot from it since I was a child. I really want to do something. I think you have great ideas, Teacher Ye, so...

…I want to talk to you.” The tall, thin man with gold-rimmed eyes was polite and even a little shy.

Ye Jiaqi nodded: "I'd be happy to help you with anything."

"good!"
Chapter completed!