Bigoted Mr. Fu Lets Me Do Whatever I Want

[Young Professor: In that case, please make an appointment. 】

Qin Shu looked at the news on the screen, raised his eyes and looked at the opposite podium. The lecture was a middle-aged man in his forties with a slight beer belly and a little baldness.

This is the professor in her previous impression.

She retracted her gaze, looked at the computer screen, and quickly returned a message with her finger.

[Qin Shu: Then it will be about ten o'clock on Saturday morning, in the classroom closest to the dormitory. 】

[Young professor: Yes. 】

Qin Shu rarely saw the young professor reply.

From the conversation just now, the young professor is not a teacher, but a student?

Already a professor, how could he be a student?

Qin Shu didn't have time to think about it, because the get out of class was over, she had to rush to the next classroom, but it was also a course that most students would not choose.

She picked up her schoolbag and walked downstairs holding the textbook.

After going downstairs, she put the textbooks in the basket in front of the car, and after getting in the car, she rode away.

Hua Wuyan walked out of the teaching building and stood on the steps, staring at Qin Shu's back on the electric bike and leaving for a long time.

Qin Shu parked the electric car and walked upstairs evenly with his textbook.

When I walked to the door of the classroom, I saw that the classroom was full of people, 99.9% of them were girls.

Stunned.

There are so many people in such a boring class?

Qin Shu walked in with doubts, and it took a long time to find an empty spot.

The position is a bit off, it doesn't matter, she has no requirements for the position.

She walked over, sat down in the empty place, and put the textbook and dots on the desk.

The classroom, which was originally a bit noisy, suddenly quieted down, letting Qin Shu know that it was the teacher who came in, but it was too quiet, and it was a bit unusually quiet.

She turned her head to the podium and saw the person on the podium. His figure was slender, his face was like a crown jade, and his purple eyes always exuded a gentle light.

No wonder there are so many people in the classroom, the original lecture professor is Jun Li.

Isn't he the school manager, he will come to teach students?

Jun Li's gaze swept across the classroom, and finally fell on Qin Shu, with an imperceptible smile at the corner of his mouth.

Jun Li's gesture of slightly hooking the corners of his mouth made the girls in the audience cover their mouths and almost made a sound.

Qin Shu saw Jun Li's eyes, his ears were filled with the suppressed murmurs of his classmates. Jun Li's handsome beauty showed a trace of morbidity, but he did not show the weakness that the patient should have, except for the excessively pale cheeks. .

He has a long body and is well-rounded when he lectures, so he will not feel dull or bored.

Not only because of his looks, his temperament, but also his extremely nice voice, even if you close your eyes, you will be immersed in it.

So after class, the classroom is still very quiet, no one rushes to leave.

After a while, Junli took the textbook and glanced at the classmates who were sitting still in the classroom, and said three words: "Class is over."

Only then did the students react, and hurriedly got up from their seats, and walked out the front door one after another in order to get close to Professor Jun.

There will also be many girls saying hello to Junli, but most of them, Junli will not speak.

Jun Li stood upright on the podium, watching the classmates passing by, looking into the corner, Qin Shu sat there without moving, he walked over.

Qin Shu sat there and didn't move because he didn't have any class and didn't rush to leave.

Seeing Jun Li walking over with even steps, his eyes were gentle when he looked at her.

"Why don't you leave?"

He stood in front of the desk, looking down at her condescendingly. He was handsome and expensive, but Qin Shu couldn't feel the feeling of being superior.

That kind of feeling will make people very comfortable and will not feel embarrassed by being approached suddenly.

"I only have class in the afternoon, and I want to sit and take a break."

The main cause is the numbness of the foot. Since the injury of the right foot, the foot numbness will appear.

Junli sat down next to her, put the textbook in his hand on the desk in front of her, thinking of chatting.

"How did it feel to go to class on the first day?"

"It's okay, I think it's good compared to the same thing in high school."

"Of course, college courses are diversified, and there will be no boring times." Jun Li glanced at Qin Shu's feet and asked, "Are your feet better?"

"It's better, the gauze should be removed in a few days."

She also wants to heal her foot injury quickly, otherwise it will always be a little inconvenient.

Jun Li Meifeng frowned: "It's almost time for dinner. Let's go to dinner when you have a rest. I'll leave first."

After Jun Li finished speaking, he stood up and walked out through the back door.

Qin Shu glanced back at Jun Li, and saw that he was in a hurry, a trace of doubt flashed in his eyes.

Junli walked out of the classroom. There were no people in the corridor at this time. His fingers with distinct joints took out a pure white silk paw from his pocket and covered his mouth and nose.

He coughed lightly, and walked away evenly.

Qin Shu watched Junli's back disappear to the door, retracted his gaze, rubbed his legs, and then stood up and walked out of the classroom, feeling that his legs were not numb.

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In the university, we ushered in the first weekend.

The day before Saturday

Mu Ke asked Qiao Ran for a reason. Before going out, she looked at Qin Shu sitting at the desk and said something deliberately.

"I made an appointment with Senior Qiao, and thought he would be out of time. I didn't expect the second to agree."

In fact, she had sent more than a dozen messages before Qiao Ran agreed.

Qin Shu stared at the computer screen and ignored Mu Ke, because it had nothing to do with her. What she thought in her heart was, is Fu Tingyu busy tonight on Friday?

Want to video chat with him.

Without any response, Mu Ke's show off was like a punch on cotton, soft and feeble.

Mu Ke gritted his teeth, turned around and walked out of the dormitory. When the door was closed, with great effort, the shaking dormitory was moving.

But she still felt puzzled.

Qin Shu in the dormitory: "..."

Jiangcheng, Fu's Old House

Fu Tingyu received a call from the old lady and asked him to come back for dinner, thinking that he hadn't visited his grandma for a while, so he went to the old house after work.

Steward Fu was waiting at the door, and seeing the Fourth Master coming, he stepped forward to meet him.

"Si Ye, the old lady is already waiting in the dining room.

"Ok."

Steward Fu watched Fu Tingyu grow up. Although he was only a steward, he was also like an elder.

Fu Tingyu nodded, and then walked in with his slender legs.

Butler Fu followed.

Living room

The table was filled with delicious food.

At the table, there are two people, the old lady and Xu Wei.

Fu Tingyu walked to the table and sat down, looking at the old lady: "Grandma."

Since Fu Tingyan left, the old lady has been depressed, and she feels better when she sees Xiaoyu coming.

"Be hungry, eat first. These dishes are all cooked to your taste, and some of them are made by Wei Wei."

Xu Weijiao sighed: "Grandma, I didn't do a good job.