Professor he started chasing stars

Chapter 9 Is this thing older than me?

In math class the next day, Fu Shengyu watched helplessly as Fu Jinyan packed up his things after the lecture and was about to leave the classroom.

He did not give him separate tutoring on math problems.

Fu Shengyu grabbed his notebook and rushed over, stopping Fu Jinyan.

"Brother, brother, I have a topic that I don't understand, please explain it to me..."

Fu Jinyan picked up the notebook, showed him the steps to solve a geometry problem, and then returned the notebook to him.

"Brother... don't worry, that..." Fu Shengyu hinted frantically, "Did you forget something?"

"what?"

"Big white rabbit."

Fu Shengyu blushed.

Since his mother passed away when he was five years old, he has never asked adults for candy.

Unexpectedly, when he was about to become an adult, he would return to his old job again.

Lose someone.

"No."

Fu Jinyan rejected his request, turned around and left, leaving only a cold back.

"Brother! Teacher Fu! I have a headache if I don't eat sugar..."

No matter how Fu Shengyu called today, it was useless.

After returning to the office and sitting down, Fu Jinyan took out a big white rabbit from his pocket, and sighed.

Almost compromised.

Don't give this bad thing.

Humph.

Fu Shengyu stood in the corridor, punched the railing hard, and grinned in pain.

For the next whole day, Fu Shengyu was languid, distracted while playing games.

The Chinese teacher also specially praised him: "Student Fu performed very well today. He didn't eat snacks, didn't play games, and didn't disturb his classmates. Everyone gave him applause and encouragement."

The Chinese teacher clapped his hands with a look of relief.

After dinner, Penpen handed over Fu Shengyu's cell phone.

"Fu Shao, your father's phone number!"

Fu Shengyu ran to the playground to pick him up.

"Hello, Brother Yi."

"Why doesn't it sound as excited as usual?" Fu Yi noticed that his voice was low, "Son, isn't the condition over there quite difficult? Didn't you have enough food?"

"Alright."

Fu Shengyu now thinks it's quite fun. Last weekend, Tenzin Nyima took him to milk yak milk and galloped on the pasture, which was really cool.

"Then what's wrong with you? Little Sun?"

Fu Shengyu didn't want to say it, he kicked the stone rolling.

But he was a little confused and encountered the first setback in his life.

"The teacher doesn't like me."

Hearing this, Fu Yi poured the coffee on the tie of his formal suit in one gulp.

"what?"

"The teacher doesn't like me very much." Fu Shengyu said.

"Hey, hey." Fu Yi couldn't be happier, "You never said that when you were naughty in the kindergarten and were beaten up by the teacher."

Fu Shengyu was lively and active since he was a child, but few teachers didn't like him. In addition to being cute, he also had a good mouth. He was a different face to his classmates. He was arrogant, but strangely, His classmates are also very good.

Fu Shengyu squatted down and asked, "Then tell me, how can you make the teacher like you?"

Fu Yi hesitated: "This... Let me think about it."

"Forget it, this question is too difficult for you."

Fu Yi himself was an ignorant rich second generation, and Fu Shengyu felt that asking him for advice was out of his mind.

In order to save face, Fu Yi took the initiative to help him.

"Although my teachers don't like me, my father has experience in pleasing a person. It's nothing more than finding a festival, sending some gifts and flowers, and saying something nice."

Fu Shengyu frowned, this sounds weird.

"you sure?"

Fu Yi: "Anyway, this is how I chase your mother."

"Oh, I'll try."

Fu Yi chattered happily before hanging up.

"Yeah, this thought reform program is really right..."

After Fu Shengyu hung up the phone, he didn't return the phone to Penpen for the time being. After begging for a long time, the program team agreed to give him the phone for one night.

Fu Shengyu has already checked, and the day after tomorrow is an important festival.

"Pink, can you do me a favor?"

"what?"

"Go and order me a bouquet of flowers, preferably carnations."

"Huh?" Popen felt that this matter was difficult, "No, there is not even a delivery point in this town, where can I find a flower shop?"

"Where there is a will, there is a way." Fu Shengyu thought for a while and said, "You can go to the roadside to pick."

In order to coax this young master well, Pont Pot really ran around the town looking for a flower shop.

Fu Shengyu was not idle either, and first went to find the richest man in Songmu Town Middle School, Tenzin Nima's classmate.

"Nimma, Nima, do you have a stereo at home?"

"What sound?"

"The kind of loudspeaker that can sing."

Tenzin Nyima nodded: "My dad seems to have one."

"Can you bring it to school tomorrow?"

"to make!"

Tenzin Nima readily agreed.

"Brothers!"

Fu Shengyu hammered his arm and winked at him.

When Fu Jinyan was studying at night, he found that Fu Shengyu had skipped class.

"Tan Zeng, where is student Fu Shengyu?" Fu Jinyan asked.

"He has something to do."

"Is something wrong?"

Fu Jinyan wasn't sure what the kid could do after being stimulated.

"He said he was going to do some shopping."

"Ok."

Fu Jinyan sighed inwardly, it seems that not only did he fail, but he got worse, and he simply missed the class.

So when Fu Shengyu returned to the classroom sweating profusely, Fu Jinyan didn't ask what the dog was hiding in his arms.

On the contrary, Fu Jinyan suffered from insomnia at night.

He has been thinking about whether he is being too strict with this child. After all, his quality is not good enough, and he is not considered morally corrupt.

Fu Jinyan tossed and turned on one side of the [-]th parallel, and finally looked at the pillow where Fu Shengyu was sleeping.

He changed Fu Shengyu's pillow and smelled the faint smell of milk before he felt sleepy and fell asleep easily.

Fu Shengyu arrived in the classroom early in the morning, and Tenzin Nima had already brought what he wanted.

Fu Shengyu looked at an old-fashioned large tape recorder he was carrying, and did not speak for a minute.

"Can this play songs?" Fu Shengyu studied with a big tape recorder, "Is this thing of a higher generation than me?"

"Of course, it's still the rechargeable one. I also brought you a special cassette, which is full of the songs you want."

Fu Shengyu took the tape and looked at it again and again. It was the first time he saw this kind of digital product.

This tape will probably be sold as an antique after two years of storage.

Only when Penpen handed him a bouquet of flowers did Fu Shengyu know what it means for teammates to stretch one by one.

"What, the carnations I want!"

Fu Shengyu took a handful of plastic roses and frowned.

"Forgive me, I have run all over the town, such a big plateau, where can I find carnations for you? These fake roses, I passed a couple of couples to get married, and I bite the bullet and begged for them after they finished their wedding. Come..."

"alright."

Fu Shengyu looked at the sequins and glue drops on the rose, and clicked his tongue several times in disgust.

There is no way, the conditions are limited, let's make do with it.

Math class is the last one on Friday, and Fu Jinyan just announced that the weekend will be closed before class starts.

"... Remember to finish the teacher's homework. Tomorrow's holiday is transferred to Monday, so you can take three days off in a row. You can study by yourself on Monday night, and everyone will arrive at school safely."

When Fu Jinyan looked up, the stinky kid disappeared again.

Fu Jinyan feels that today's atmosphere is not right, and there is a faint sense of foreboding...