My Life with Narration-Chapter 198 - 197: Who Is Teacher Liu...?

In just one afternoon, the old folks in the neighborhood already knew that the son of the Su Family now earns about a hundred thousand a month.

Although this amount sounds far less than those big bosses, it’s a different story when you think of it as a million a year!

In the country, there are quite a few who earn a million a year, but on average, stretched across the national population, it’s still very few. Most people are ordinary; earning ten or twenty thousand a month is already quite good.

Earning about a hundred thousand a year is well above average; it’s just that nowadays, with the rapid development of the internet, we’re in an era where everyone seems to have a Ferrari, making people restless.

But, compared to those restless people, there are still plenty of pragmatic folks. See, when they heard Zhou Hui wanted to introduce someone to her son, and with such conditions, many of the old folks gathered around, chatting away about eligible bachelors they knew.

It didn’t really matter if anything came of it; it was mainly for the excitement. Everyone chatted, exchanged information, and who knows, maybe a perfect match would be found.

Meanwhile, Su Qing faced a profound shock to his soul.

"Are you... possessed?" Su Qing looked at Shen Yi and the excited landlady, utterly bewildered.

He saw that Shen Yi had rarest of rare, changed out of her usual long dress and donned a meticulous campus outfit.

Of course, it wasn’t the traditional uniform—white short sleeves for the workplace, a tie, a pleated skirt for the lower half, and breathable sneakers on her feet. Shen Yi even tied her shoulder-length hair into a ponytail, giving off a youthful vibe.

Unlike when older women try to look younger, she genuinely appeared very young, even removing her usual makeup, leaving only a subtle lip gloss.

It’s fair to say, she instantly transformed from a modern city woman to a schoolgirl vibe—just a tad too hot-bodied for it.

"So, how do I look? Check out these legs, this face, and the ponytail I tied myself—isn’t it just like your high school classmate?" Wen Nanqing excitedly gestured to Shen Yi, looking for his approval, wearing a proud expression.

In contrast, Shen Yi’s face was slightly flushed, her hands intertwined in front of her, looking quite embarrassed.

She had graduated from college many years ago; suddenly donning a high school uniform was indeed somewhat awkward for the elder sister.

"Are you playing dress up?" Su Qing countered.

Upon hearing this, Wen Nanqing knocked him on the head, scolding, "What nonsense are you talking about? This is based on the Weifang No.1 High School uniform, with my own interpretation added. How is it, don’t you think it exudes youthful vibes?

Oh dear, if I were a few years younger, I’d love to try it. But if I wore something like this, even just for photos, if I went out with a kid in tow, people would definitely laugh at me."

Not all domestic school uniforms were like the blue-and-white ones in your high school; some were specially good-looking, though they were relatively rare across the country.

Especially for girls’ school uniforms, where skirts not only easily exposed them but also highlighted the flaws in their figures.

Fortunately, Shen Yi’s figure was top-notch, and her looks could hold their own.

Faced with his strange gaze, Shen Yi couldn’t bear it any longer: "I told you this outfit is unreliable, making me look like I’m pretending to be young. I’m changing back!"

Saying this, she turned to leave, and seeing this, Wen Nanqing quickly pulled her back, "Don’t, it looks so good. Xiao Su, what do you think? Is this outfit nice or not?"

Upon hearing this, Su Qing stood up, pinched Shen Yi’s skirt, and said, "The artistic value of this fabric is quite high."

Shen Yi: ???

"How high?"

"About three or four stories high. Seeing this style of skirt makes me think of one phrase," Su Qing sighed.

The two women looked at him with some confusion and he slowly spoke:

"Time stands still."

Shen Yi: ???

Landlady: (｡ᴗ｡)

"I know, I know, time stands still, right? So classic."

Hearing this, Su Qing couldn’t help but gape at this sister. He hadn’t expected there to be a like-minded person here, wait, aren’t you a woman? Why would you know about time stands still? It’s not logical!

But little did he know, the landlady had seen it all before—such trivial things as time standing still, she’d seen several films. Only Shen Yi was puzzled: "What are you guys talking about?"

At this, the landlady and Su Qing exchanged a knowing smile.

Confirmed by eye contact, they were like-minded individuals.

"Ahem, just say if it looks good or not!"

Su Qing nodded, "It’s indeed good, but clothes, well, it depends who’s wearing them. A good-looking person can wear a plastic bag and look good, not wearing anything is even better..."

But before he could finish speaking, he got knocked on the head again, Shen Yi raising her fist, "Speak properly, or do you want a beating?"

"I’ll give you a chance. How old do I look now?"

After being knocked twice, he remained silent for a long time before replying, "In terms of women, the young are called girls, the old are called grannies, as for you... would you dare answer if I called you?"

Shen Yi: ...

"You’d better think clearly before you speak!"

Seeing him still acting nonchalant, Wen Nanqing hurried to add, "Do you think uncles and aunts of your parents’ age would like this style?"

Su Qing swallowed back the words "old hag" that were on the tip of his tongue, then took a serious look before saying, "Stop joking, this outfit is clearly matched with my sister’s stuff. My mom is already sick of her; if this were bigger, it’d be better!"

Hearing this, although Shen Yi was a bit disappointed, at least she didn’t hear anything negative from his mouth, and couldn’t help but breathe a sigh of relief.

"Is that so? Never mind, I’ve prepared several sets for her, just you wait!"

With that, Wen Nanqing ran to the room next door, bringing over a heap of clothes, and then had Shen Yi go to the bathroom to change into them one by one.

Gentle style, lady-like style, cute style, homey style, and so on, one after another. 𝕗𝐫𝚎𝗲𝘄𝐞𝕓𝐧𝕠𝘃𝕖𝐥.𝐜𝚘𝚖

Su Qing, without stepping out, watched a fashion show from the comfort of his own home, which was quite nice indeed.

Until the last set, Shen Yi wore a white short-sleeve high-collar top with a black long skirt on the lower half. The hem of her shirt was tucked into her skirt, paired with white sneakers and her long hair draped over her shoulders, the look was undoubtedly that of a senior student.

Seeing her dressed like this for the first time, Su Qing was so astonished that he stood up instantly, full of disbelief.

At this moment, Shen Yi genuinely looked like a university senior—pure with a hint of maturity. Beautiful? Of course, it was beautiful, but she really looked just like someone.

Seeing his reaction, both women were delighted, believing this outfit was the right choice.

"See, I told you this outfit suited you best. Not only does it make you look younger, but it also looks quiet and gentle. Parents love such girls; a mother will definitely compliment her!" Wen Nanqing laughed.

Even Shen Yi was quite satisfied. Although the clothes were not expensive, women’s clothes are mainly about the style. If the style looks good, it surpasses everything; beauty is justice.

Just as she was thinking that if there was a chance in the future to meet Su Qing’s parents, she’d dress just like this, the living room door suddenly opened, and Wang Xing walked in, dripping with sweat.

"Oh my goodness, this ridiculous weather, it’s too..."

But before he could finish, he saw a black-and-white figure that seemed familiar, and the next second, fear filled his eyes.

"Teacher Liu!! This has nothing to do with me; it was all Qingzi’s idea... Oh, Boss Shen?"

Everyone: ...

Shen Yi instead turned her head towards her, "Teacher Liu... who is that?"

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