2: Chapter 2 Teacher Liang, can you tutor me in English?

In early spring, the mornings grew brighter earlier and earlier.

Shen Weiyue climbed out of bed with panda eyes, and the moment he pushed open the door, he gave his roommate, whom he shared the place with, a start.

"Brother Yue, you look..."

"Too much pressure. Insomnia."

Shen Weiyue replied wearily and went straight to brush his teeth and wash his face.

The younger brother in his second year of high school let out a long sigh.

Damn, the pressure of the third year of high school is really something. It's even given Brother Yue signs of kidney deficiency; just look at those massive dark circles under his eyes.

Shen Weiyue had no idea what the younger boy was thinking.

He had just spent the whole night thinking about too many things, staying up until four in the morning before finally falling asleep.

Who doesn't love a pure-hearted high school boy?

Director Shen had already happily accepted the fact of his rebirth and, without hesitation, set his grand strategy for this new life:

First, he probably wouldn't take the civil service exam again; it was too exhausting.

Second, falling in love had to be prioritized early on; otherwise, sleeping alone later would be cold, and his restless youth would have nowhere to rest.

Furthermore, if possible, he wanted to interact with women from all over.

In his past life, he had been single-mindedly focused on advancing his career, working like a horse for socialism, and hadn't started a family even by the age of forty; every girlfriend he dated ended in a breakup.

Director Shen had been a hot commodity in the matchmaking market—good-looking, well-built, and holding a high position; he was a face-saving catch whenever he went out.

But once the women got to know him better, they would realize he was either in a meeting or on his way to one. Not only was he invisible twenty-four hours a day, seven days a week, but he also couldn't take bribes or abuse his power to help out his in-laws.

What was the point of a man like that?

They would immediately turn hostile and spit at him when breaking up:

"Pah, you stinking, beggar-like civil servant!"

After several rounds of matchmaking, Director Shen realized that outside of his office, he was nobody.

Being a crappy deputy director of the Emergency Management Bureau, without taking bribes, his monthly salary was only about ten thousand yuan, and he had to be ready to take the fall for any safety accidents at any time.

When his classmates and childhood friends returned home in glory, arm-in-arm with beauties, and bragging about their success, he could only work overtime, staying up late to talk about "dedication."

Others swapped A6s and A8s as they pleased, while he didn't even dare to test drive a second-hand old A8. What kind of future was there in a life like that?

This director position wasn't worth keeping!

Director Shen made a firm decision: in this life, he would absolutely not be a disposable civil servant; his goal was to be a wealthy man who could fly anywhere in the country.

He wanted to make money, a lot of money, and then experience the joy of being "face-blind" and not knowing his wife's beauty.

When bored, he could drive a Rolls-Royce as a ride-hailing car, chase his dreams in the entertainment industry, and while doing so, help eighteen-year-old beauties cross the street to show his kindness.

Or perhaps put on a yellow uniform to deliver food, and then, to the shock of his brothers, scoop up the School Beauty onto a modified scooter, acting out a story where a School Beauty wife falls for him.

Of course, he could also hold a nationwide audition to form a private song and dance troupe and rehearse squatting dances for a private Spring Festival Gala.

He could also be self-indulgent, including but not limited to taking a whim to feed pigeons at Erhai Lake, giving a speech about "not loving money" at a Bund summit, or filming some contemporary action movies full of speed and passion...

How wonderful, damn it!

Just thinking about such a rebirth made him hungry and restless.

However, for now, all of this was just a concept that needed careful planning and execution.

After all, the Old Shen family had been poor peasants for three generations, a lineage of farmers, and his parents were still working as steel fixers in Shenzhen right now.

Furthermore, setting aside all his romantic fantasies, Shen Weiyue still had a stubborn knot in his heart.

In his past life, he had spent over a decade searching for that older sister who used the pen name 'Bai Yunyouyou', but to his dismay, by the time he found her after all that hardship, they were separated by death.

This kind, naive, and sweet woman, who had sponsored his studies during his most difficult times without asking for anything in return or leaving her real name, had died at the peak of her youth.

Shen Weiyue had knelt before the grave, looking at the photo and the inscription on the tombstone, only then learning that her name was Bai Youyou.

The Bai Youyou of "The yellow crane has flown away and will never return, the white clouds drift aimlessly for a thousand years."

Such a beautiful and innocent woman had died from the domestic violence of a deadbeat gambler.

What the hell was that?

Moreover, after her death, Bai Youyou's parents spent their days washing their faces with tears, unable to bear the grief of losing their daughter in middle age, and soon passed away one after another.

As angry and regretful as Shen Weiyue had been back then, he was just as relieved and excited right now.

Sister Bai.

Director Shen here has been reborn.

It's all still in time; I know where you are attending university and where you will work in the future.

This time, let me help you; a favor received should be repaid with a gushing spring!

...

Shen Weiyue washed his hair, and his vigor returned.

He walked slowly downstairs, habitually putting his hands behind his back, but after walking for a while, he realized something was wrong and put his hands in his pockets instead.

After stepping out of the iron gate, he saw a woman in a dress swaying in front of him; her gait was elegant, and every sway of her hips was full of charm.

Shen Weiyue's consciousness and memories from both lives had merged, and he immediately recognized her as the English teacher, Liang Yuting.

This woman with wavy hair had a great figure; the dress she wore wasn't originally a tight-fitting style, but it looked dazzling because of how well she filled it out.

Perhaps sensing the gaze from behind, Liang Yuting turned her head suddenly and caught Shen Weiyue's appreciative look.

He, however, was not flustered at all and instead greeted her naturally.

"Good morning, Teacher Liang."

"Mm, good morning, student Shen Weiyue."

Liang Yuting felt a bit uncomfortable walking in front, so she slowed down to let Shen Weiyue go first.

Director Shen, however, was unhurried and walked into the alley side-by-side with her.

Liang Yuting felt the atmosphere was awkward, so she took the initiative to start a conversation: "Student Shen Weiyue, how did you do on this test?"

"I don't know yet, probably not very well. Last night, Teacher Han scolded me, saying I was dragging the whole class down."

"Uh, don't be discouraged. You have a good foundation. If you work hard on your review for these last one hundred days, it'll be no problem."

"Thank you, Teacher Liang, but I clearly feel that I have deficiencies in English grammar. Is there any way to catch up quickly?"

Liang Yuting thought for a moment and then shook her head: "There's no shortcut; you just have to practice and memorize more. Your main problem with English is in your essays. You could memorize some sample essays..."

"Then, Teacher Liang, can you help me with some intensive tutoring?"

"Ah?"

Liang Yuting hadn't expected this usually taciturn student to suddenly make such a request, and for a moment, she didn't know how to respond.

"Teacher Liang, I really want to give it my all. I want to get into Jianghai University; I must get in."

Shen Weiyue knew her concerns and looked at her sincerely: "I'll write an essay every day and bring it to your office for you to correct. Is that okay?"

"Uh..."

"The students all say in private that Teacher Liang is beautiful, kind-hearted, and the most responsible. I will definitely study hard."

"Okay."

"Thank you, Teacher Liang. I'll go buy some steamed buns now."

Seeing that he had already walked out of the alley, Shen Weiyue headed toward the steamed bun shop on the left.

Liang Yuting watched his back, couldn't help but laugh softly, and scolded herself in her heart.

Liang Yuting, oh Liang Yuting.

Shen Weiyue is just a student about to take the College Entrance Exam, what are you worried about?

It's not like he's asking you for parenting advice.

You're being paranoid!