Chapter 501 Professor He carries Fu Zhi's bag
Lu Yubai has been attending classes with Fu Zhi in the Great Hall these past two days.
Just when I was flipping through my phone, a message automatically popped up on the browser.
The murderer of the "Man-Piranha Plant" case, Amice, is suspected to be controlled by local Burmese.
Lu Yubai's younger brother Lu Yu'an was a victim of the "Man-eating Plant" incident. Lu Yubai had no intention of continuing his studies and asked for leave from school. When he returned to the villa, he caught up with Lu Yu'an who had just finished his rehabilitation training and was returning home.
After professional training, Lu Yuan's legs can basically walk for an hour like a normal person.
"The news from Myanmar should be true," Lu Yubai stepped forward and helped his brother push the wheelchair. "The murderer will be brought to justice soon. Do you want to wait until everything is settled and I will accompany you to Myanmar?"
Lu Yu'an shook his head. The boy who had just been trained took a shower, and drops of water from his temples flowed down his hair onto the red carpet.
"Can I go see cousin Zhizhi?"
His voice was very low, and he seemed a little aggrieved. "She hasn't been home for a long time."
Lu Yubai's heart softened, "Zhizhi is going abroad the day after tomorrow. I'll ask the driver to take you to the airport to see her off?"
Lu Yuan nodded.
After a pause, he hesitated, "Will it disturb my cousin if I send her off at the airport?"
"No." He paused, then asked, "Do you like Zhizhi very much?"
Lu Yu'an was probably stumped by his question, her pretty face slightly reddened, "Can I like her? If cousin Zhizhi doesn't mind," he said a little shyly, but still firmly, "I will always like her very much."
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The next day, No. 1 Middle School in City A.
The rumors that Fu Zhi, who caused a stir at the forum yesterday, angered Hu Lei and left, and that other professors would no longer teach Class 21 were refuted after Hu Lei returned to the Great Hall.
However, there were still some students in Classes 1 and 2 who were leading the discussion, saying that if Fu Zhi continued to speak impolitely, it would anger other professors and bring trouble to the school and other students who wanted to attend the class.
The post has been very popular and has been responded to many times by interested people, and its popularity has remained high.
Class 21 quarreled several times with the small accounts in the forum under the disguise of big accounts. After discovering the other party's intentions, they gave up the idea of continuing the quarrel and adding heat to the situation.
They were just so angry that on the way to school in the morning, three or two of them got together to discuss it.
"Even if the professors were invited by President Ouyang, it is the professors' freedom to choose who to tutor. Fu Zhi is so stingy that he would not give money to the school leaders to manipulate things behind the scenes."
"It's obviously the sour chickens from Class 1 and 2 who are stirring up trouble. The forum manager didn't even delete the post. I'm afraid they all have a problem with Class 21 being taught separately."
"I heard that Xiang Yushen and his men spontaneously organized to go to Professor He at noon today. It's easy to dodge an open attack but hard to guard against an arrow from the dark. I'm really afraid that they will frame Sister Zhi in front of Professor He and make Professor He dissatisfied with Sister Zhi."
"It would be great if Professor He and his team were invited by Sister Zhi. This would definitely slap the faces of these sour chickens."
“…”
It is certainly a good thing to have tutoring at the professor level, but the outrageous behavior of Classes 1 and 2 has really put Class 21 under great pressure.
They were afraid that a few professors would listen to the slander and have opinions about them, thus letting Class 1 and 2 take advantage of the opportunity to listen to the professors' lectures.
Class 21 was in a low mood due to Classes 1 and 2.
The first class in the morning was physics class taught by He Minglai.
Fu Zhi was not late for class, he just took a cushion and slept on the table.
She must have stayed up all night playing games. He Ming, who was tutoring a group of students on the blackboard, noticed it, frowned, and kept glancing at the students in the back row.
The environment of the auditorium is different from that of the teaching building. There is no air conditioning here, and the front and back doors and windows are open. The air in City A is freezing cold. The school chose this place for teaching in order to prevent students from falling asleep during class.
It’s so easy to catch a cold!
Even if his teacher is in good health, it must be uncomfortable for him to sleep on the table like this!
He Ming tried to keep his voice as low as possible while lecturing, and the cold wind coming in through the front door blew across his black coat.
After finishing the last knowledge point, his eyes were fixed on the last row of the auditorium.
The classmates in the class felt He Ming's gaze and their hearts skipped a beat. They turned around and saw Fu Zhi sleeping. As expected, they became nervous and worried.
Song Fang, who was closest to Fu Zhi, felt He Ming's gaze and coughed lightly. When there was no response from Fu Zhi, he moved closer to Fu Zhi and nudged him with his elbow, almost killing him on the spot.
Fu Zhi hugged the yellow cushion on the desk and looked up in confusion. He didn't understand the situation for a moment and his voice was a little hoarse, "Hmm?"
You bastard!
Song Fang was so disappointed that he lowered his head and reminded in a low voice, "He Ming is watching you! Don't sleep!"
Who is He Ming? The former vice president of Tsinghua University! A top-notch physics professor in the country, with numerous scientific research achievements, no wife or children, and an extremely bad temper.
Isn't sleeping in his class tantamount to challenging authority and committing chronic suicide?
Song Fang was extremely tired, having to be both a strict father and a loving mother. "My dear, it's so cold outside. He will punish you by making you stand outside. I feel so bad! Just bear with it and look at the blackboard first. I'll buy you some Wangzai after class!"
He was quite sincere in his coaxing, but on the podium, He Ming's anger reached its peak and he set his eyes on Song Fang.
"Come on, the boy on Fu Zhi's left, get out. You don't have to come to my class anymore."
Song Fang: “???”
Isn’t it Fu Zhi who is sleeping?
Didn't I wake her up for you?
Demolish the bridge after crossing it, and kill the donkey after it has done its work?
Don’t older people have martial ethics?
Song Fang was so confused that he wanted to ask a hundred thousand whys.
He stood up slowly, not daring to question or argue, and was about to leave.
A draft whistled in from the back door, sweeping the hall with a bone-chilling chill.
Fu Zhi realized it later and reacted. He pulled Song Fang's sleeve and said, "It's okay. Just sit down and listen to the class carefully. Don't disturb my sleep."
Her voice was not loud, but it seemed extremely abrupt in the classroom where the atmosphere was tense and so quiet that you could hear a pin drop.
Song Fang: “…”
Song Fang wanted to cover Fu Zhi's mouth, but it was too late.
Well, on this sunny morning, Fu Zhi once again offended a professor on his own.
He is also the one with the worst temper among the professors.
Song Fang had already anticipated the chaos and bloodshed in the forum and even He Ming's roar in the conference hall.
Song Fang's legs went limp as he explained for Fu Zhi, "Professor, from her excuses of sleepwalking, high fever, and epilepsy, choose an excuse that makes sense to you and forgive her."
“Pfft——” Wang Yu on the side tried to hold back, but couldn’t help and laughed out loud.
The fat physical education teacher slapped him on the face.
Song Fang even planned to perform a cesarean section to apologize.
He Ming glanced at him nonchalantly and said, "Sit down and listen carefully. Don't let me see you harassing female classmates again."
Song Fang: “???”
Although I appreciate it, who did he harass?
Song Fang sat on the stool in confusion and took notes.
On the stage, He Ming's eyes swept over Fu Zhi several times. He tried to hold back, but finally couldn't help it. During the discussion during class break, he took off his big black jacket and put the cotton jacket on Fu Zhi.
Everyone: “…”
Are you dizzy?
What is Professor He doing this time?
"Father's love overflowing?"
"Forget it, I'm asleep too, why didn't he give me the cotton-padded jacket?"
"Maybe you don't look up to standard."
"…So why does he care so much about Fu Zhi? Do professors in Beijing love their students? Don't they get angry when students sleep in class?"
The discussion gradually arose, and each student present became more confused than the other.
Zhou Zihuai, who was writing questions in the front row, paused.
His eyes swept between Professor He and Fu Zhi.
Pull out a blank A4 paper.
The words "Fu Zhi", "fz", "Sheng Hua", "Medical World" and "He Ming" were simply written on it.
Some thoughts seemed to be circling clearly in his mind, but some seemed unclear and difficult to make sense of.
Was it really just an accident or because of Ouyang Feng that He Ming came to No. 1 Middle School in City A twice?
There are also Fu Zhi's parents. For some reason, Zhou Zihuai always feels that the status of these two people in the research institute is not too low.
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The fourth class for Class 21 is Chen Xin’s Chinese class.
Different from He Ming's meticulous lectures, Chen Xin's Chinese class requires more knowledge points to memorize.
He had prepared some materials in advance, so the get out of class ended twenty minutes earlier than other classes.
When Fu Zhi walked out of the gate of No. 1 Middle School, Chen Xin was waiting on the roadside in a Santana.
"He Ming has booked a private room at the hot pot restaurant."
Chen Xin stepped on the accelerator and said, "Shall I take you to buy milk tea first?"
"Um."
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"I found out. Someone said they saw Professor He go to a hot pot restaurant near the school to eat!"
The class was finally over, and Xiang Yushen and the monitors and student committee members of some other classes gathered together for a meeting. After confirming He Ming's whereabouts, they ignited their fighting spirit.
"But there are so many of us. What should we say to Professor He when we meet him later? How about we divide the work first?" At this time, the monitor of Class 3 asked.
"The girls cried and expressed their desire for knowledge, and the boys reported to Professor He that Fu Zhi randomly chose to attend classes in Class 19 and 20. In short, they just wanted to discredit Fu Zhi and highlight themselves!"
"Our goal is to attend Professor He's class! Let Professor He recognize Fu Zhi's ugly face!"
"And we need to tell you about Fu Zhi's previous incidents of sleeping and fighting in class. She is the one who led the class 21 to learn bad things! There is no point in tutoring a bunch of scumbags!"
Everyone was planning what to say next and looked extremely excited and nervous.
Those who participated in this protest were the best students in each class. Of course, there were also a few classes that did not send anyone at all.
I'm really too lazy to argue.
The professor has decided everything, it's fate, and Class 21 is lucky. There's nothing to make a fuss about. It would be better to use this time to memorize a few more English words.
However, the first few good classes were not visible.
"I heard that Fu Zhi fell asleep again in Professor He's class this morning!"
"It's easy to change a country, but hard to change one's nature. This is just the beginning. If she doesn't follow the classroom rules later, I don't believe that these professors who have no relationship with her can still tolerate her."
"Yes, we are the best students in the school. Let's work harder and talk about it later. This is for our future. What we learn is what we gain!"
This is very reasonable.
"Fu Zhi and Ye Jiu have bet 1.6 million on the game. We must persuade Professor He to change his mind and support us just for the sake of our bet money!"
“Yes, yes, yes.”
The group of students walked for more than ten minutes, talking as they walked, and finally arrived at the hot pot restaurant. Suddenly, someone exclaimed, "Look, isn't that Fu Zhi in the glass window?"
"Why?"
Everyone looked over quickly. The person sitting opposite He Ming, eating the crispy bone balls that He Ming picked up for her with a serving chopstick, was it Fu Zhi or someone else?
Xiang Yushen was so angry that his eyes turned red. "Is there a traitor here? Who leaked the news? Why is Fu Zhi in the hot pot restaurant?!"
"No, I didn't."
"It's not me, don't look at me."
"No, how could she, an unpopular student who sleeps in class, eat with He Ming and the others?"
"She just had a quarrel with Hu Lei yesterday, and she fell asleep in class today. I heard from an elder that Professor He hates people who are not dedicated to academic research the most. How can he tolerate Fu Zhi being so indecisive?"
In fact, not only did He Ming endure it, but Qian Man, who was sitting next to He Ming, also handed the grilled skewers to Fu Zhi. If there were students who knew lip reading standing here, they would definitely understand that what Qian Man said was, "teacher."
By this time Fu Zhi was full, and the waiter came to collect the bill. It was He Ming who transferred the money. During this process, he kept leaning sideways and whispering something to Fu Zhi.
A group of students who were planning to look for He Ming were getting nervous. For a moment, no one dared to take that step.
"Has Fu Zhi known He Ming for a long time?"
"Impossible! If they knew each other, why did He Ming come to No. 1 Middle School to select students to teach? Why not just ask Fu Zhi to teach him?"
Too.
"Then are we still trying to get the chance to teach in front of Professor He?"
"Go, wait for Fu Zhi to leave first."
At this time, students started to leave class and go out to look for food.
Fu Zhi stood up, and the group of students saw He Ming naturally carrying her schoolbag for her.
Fu Zhi walked in front, holding a milk tea in one hand and swiping his phone in the other.
Qian Man and Chen Xin followed her on both sides, wanting to remind her not to play with her phone while walking, but afraid of upsetting her. They were as nervous as if they were checking in 100 million U.S. dollars.
Everyone: “???”
My goodness, there’s something wrong with us, and there’s something wrong with you professors too!
For Fu Zhi, he was both her bag carrier and personal caretaker.
Which popular star is this directed at? Or are you still here taking care of the national treasure?
Do you still know that you are a big boss?
Qian Man opened the door of the Santana, and Chen Xin raised his hand to protect Fu Zhi as he entered the car.
The whole set of movements is smooth and flowing.
It was not until the car had been gone for a long time that Xiang Yushen and his companions realized what was happening.
- Oh, they haven't had time to discredit Fu Zhi in front of the professor, and whether this group of people's attitude towards Fu Zhi was caused by someone's curse.
(End of this chapter)
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