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Excuse me...
Mr Raisin, you again?
I told you, my name is Pau.
I know Bean Kwai-chi did say she didn't want to see me,
but if she sees this, she'll change her mind.
But she has just been discharged.
Discharged?
But she has been badly stung, how could she be discharged so soon?
It's not the doctor's idea.
But she kept saying she didn't want to see Raisin Bread,
she insisted on being discharged.
She really said so?
To the point that the doctor thought she's allergic to raisins,
and dare not include raisin bread in her meals.
What do you think?
Sorry!
You...but didn't you resign?
How come you are back working here?
Morning.
I see!
How's your preparation work for the showdown with Norman?
Remember this coffee tree from your field?
Yes. It has not changed a bit.
I has! It has grown and blossomed.
If you had come back earlier you could have seen the flowers.
The flowers really were pretty.
You know how hard I worked to make it blossom?
But Grace...
Hello, Grace, you will see me now?
I am coming up.
No! I mean to tell you to go away.
Don't get a sunstroke.
That will be good, it'll spare me of missing you.
Hello? Grace?
Could you give me some time to think about our relationship?
You know when coffee tree goes into blossom, the flowers don't last long.
You don't want them to wilt for nothing.
I've looked at them. Now you can go.
What have I done to deserve this?
I grew it because you said you had never been sent flowers.
I've worked so hard for it, but you wouldn't even bother to have a look?
Perhaps leave it at the management. I'll go downstairs to collect it.
No! I have worked so hard, I have to see your smile when you receive it.
I won't smile at whatever you give me at this point.
Alright, so you won't take it?
Let me burn it then.
No!
Then come take it!
Fine. I'll burn it right away!
Is that necessary, really?
You'll see!
The first time I'm giving a girl flowers and that's how it ended up.
So even heaven hates me?
Fan Fart, comfort me...
This is the improved Root of Love for the showdown with Norman?
Try it.
What?
Can you taste the feeling of first love?
What? What a question!
It means no then.
Even an outsider finds it bad.
Your signature coffee has no sweetness in it. It's just bitter and sour.
You can't possibly beat Norman.
You have blatantly insulted the beans I blended.
But you said the way to know the heart of a young girl,
is to reach for the root of love.
Now Grace won't talk to me,
I don't know what she's thinking.
Really...what's in the heart of a girl?
I don't understand and I don't know...
If I had known you are such a whiner, I wouldn't have come back.
Oh no, please.
If I had known you are such a loser, I wouldn't have come back either!
OK.
Get to work!
Yes! Get to work!
Yam Sir, you look cool today.
Yes, so manly.
Make it your normal look.
OK...go back to your seats.
Yam Sir, have you tried this Knit Me Something game?
You weren't this keen in knitting lessons.
Now you won't stop knitting on your hand phone.
If it's just about knitting, it wouldn't have been so popular.
It's about the pure and entangled love between the boy and the girl.
I wonder where we can find such a good guy.
Hey, have you passed Level 21?
No, I am still at Level 20.
Let me see...
You should use needles one size down.
Menswear should be more tightly knitted.
What about my hat?
Pick the ugliest green. You can pass.
Oh, you missed a stitch here. Done!
Thank you.
Yarn Sir, after the graduation dinner, you will no longer be our teacher.
Then we can date!
You should date me! Me...
Don't be so horny, OK?
Indeed, Yam Sir has a very good girlfriend.
No, he will soon have a very good wife!
How did you know I am getting married?
It's known to everyone in the school.
Yam Sir, invite us to your wedding feast.
I want to go to the wedding ceremony.
I need to save for the wedding gift.
Yam Sir, you are so good at knitting, will you knit a bridal gown for your wife?
It's hot here at the back, I need to go to the front.
Oh, Sister Lolita, it has been some time. How are you?
Hush!
God, let me pass this level...
Yes !
Sister Lolita, you are playing the boy or the girl?
I can't stand the boy, what a loser!
Why?As I know, it's all about timing that they can't be together.
What timing?
The boy only has himself to blame. He was given the time.
I said timing, not time.
A dozen of years ago he didn't have the nerve to declare his love.
After she married someone else and then became a widow,
he still can't pluck up the courage to do it, see?
So it's all about timing.
Worse still, though he hasn't given up hope on the girl,
he now insists on going philosophical.
What platonic love? Really!
Then, when he learns the girl is finally in love with him,
he hems and haws over his dilemma.
Then it still is about timing.
What is he waiting for?
For her girlfriend to complete them
so he won't be seen as heartless?
He's a coward!
All his life, he just waits for things to happen to him, for miracles to happen!
Just be a man!
Yam Sir, here we are.
Sister, bye!
Ka-ching!
Bea man!
How come Sister knows about the second half of the story?
It's not there yet.
Landlord!
Have you brought it?
What do you think? Here you are.
Cucumber flavour?
Cucumber flavour won't attract bees.
Want another bee attack?
Hush! Don't tell them I am here.
Wouldn't it be too cruel?
Cruel? It's for his own good. Can he take it?
Landlord, it's rare you are this quiet.
Something's not right! Tell me!
Nothing.
Where's Uncle Longlegs and God-auntie?
Your god-auntie will go to work in Mainland China very soon.
She won't be back for some time.
Call her to say goodbye.
We really won't tell Yam about it?
Shouldn't we leave it for him to decide?
I said it's for his own good.
Don't tell him about it.
That applies to you too. Don't tell him about it.
OK, I'll get you spicy chicken flavoured chips.
I won't lie to Uncle Longlegs.
I don't care for your spicy chicken flavoured chips.
I am not asking you to lie to him.
I'm just asking you not to tell him.
There's a big gap between lying and not telling.
Stop it! Spare us your word play!
You may fool others but not yourself.
Even Landlord would refuse to betray people he loves for his favourite chips.
I am worse than an 8-year-old.
Who did she mean?
Not me, not you...
Not me either!
Now it's for the Most Improved Male Teacher Award.
Here are the nominees...
May we invite our principal to come on stage to present the award!
The winner is Mr Yam Ka-ching!
Yam Sir is also the winner of the Best Male Teacher,
My Favourite Male Teacher and the Best Teaching Award! Yeah!
Principal, may I say something?
Dear students, I don't deserve this award.
Though I am a teacher, I am not a role model.
I am indecisive, passive, I am meek and I lack self-confidence.
I run away from difficulties
for fear of losing and losing face.
I dare not accept challenges,
not to say fighting for what I want.
All I have ever done is waiting for good fortune to fall on me.
But today, I want to stand up and be a man.
Let me tell you, I am not going to marry Fei-fei.
She is a very good girlfriend.
We can't be together... because I already have...
Yam Ka-ching, what do you mean?
I know, you mean to say you have a thorn in your heart.
You think I don't really want to marry you.
Yes, I can't stand you being a mere domestic science teacher.
It's not a promising position.
Can a domestic science teacher get promoted as principal of a school?
Or become the Secretary of Education?
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