Professor he started chasing stars

Chapter 11 He knows nothing about love, 1

After calling Fu Yi, just after school, Fu Shengyu stood by the door and watched for a while, but didn't dare to go in.

The students came out in a single file. Tenzin Nyima held a large tape recorder in one hand and hooked Fu Shengyu's shoulders with the other.

"Brother Fu, let's go."

Fu Shengyu didn't move, and said, "I won't leave, I want to wait for Teacher Fu to calm down."

"Mr. Fu has such a good temper, he won't be angry."

Fu Shengyu glanced at classmate Dan Zeng, and went downstairs with him, across the playground, and sat on the pier at the edge of the basketball court.

"I don't think I know Teacher Fu well enough." Fu Shengyu said with emotion, "Nimma, can you tell me about Teacher Fu?"

Tenzin Nyima held the tape recorder,

"I don't understand either. Mr. Fu seldom talks nonsense and talks about himself. What do you want to know?"

Fu Shengyu: "For example, where is Teacher Fu from, and which university does he teach in?"

Tenzin Nyima shook his head violently.

"The principal introduced him when he came last year, but I didn't listen to it at the time."

Fu Shengyu patted the back of his head angrily.

"If you don't listen carefully in class, you won't get good results!"

Tenzin Nyima thought about it for a while and said, "I knew he was a professor of economics...but Mr. Fu is a bit introverted. I think he doesn't like to be in the limelight."

"Second concave..."

Fu Shengyu stopped the car with a foul word on his lips.

"Didn't you remind me earlier?!"

Tenzin Nima retorted: "You surprised me mysteriously, and you didn't tell me that you wanted Teacher Fu to die on the spot."

"I……"

Fu Shengyu tried to quibble.

"Brother Fu, you are really brave. I don't think normal people can think of your idea."

"Okay, don't stab me..."

Fu Shengyu thought about it differently.

His act of presenting a pennant in class is no different from parents asking their children to sing and dance to recite Tang poems in front of relatives during the Chinese New Year.

Some parents and children like to show off.

And Mr. Fu is not like that kind of person...

"It's really over this time."

Fu Shengyu was dejected, and he suddenly thought of another question.

"Nimma, do you think Mr. Fu has a date?"

"Subject? Haven't seen it before." Tenzin Nima analyzed, "How could Mr. Fu be so handsome without a date?"

For some reason, Fu Shengyu's heart felt sore.

He can't accept this.

"That's not necessarily true. Doesn't he have a girlfriend as handsome as me?"

"If you have a girlfriend, it's called puppy love." Tenzin Nima felt that his tone was wrong, "Huh? Does it matter to you whether he has a girlfriend or not?"

"I……"

Fu Shengyu choked.

Tenzin Nyima stood up and asked: "Brother Fu, are you going to my house on weekends? I'll take you to ride a horse. Have you ever eaten Tibetan pigs? My family has two. My dad said I killed them before the college entrance examination to supplement my nutrition. .”

"Next time."

Fu Shengyu said goodbye to Tenzin Nima feebly.

The students had already left and went back to celebrate the holiday happily, and the school classroom suddenly became deserted.

At this time, Fu Jinyan sat in a daze in front of the podium, still in shock.

He was thinking about what to do with the things in the drawer.

Obviously it can't be left in the drawer, in case this heartless child is really hung on the wall.

No, he wants to take the pennant away and find a place to destroy it.

Thinking of this, Fu Jinyan rolled up the pennant and stuffed it into his backpack.

As for the bouquet of roses...

Fu Jinyan felt embarrassed.

He wanted to take it out and throw it away, but the bouquet was too big to fit in the backpack.

Looking at the plastic roses, Fu Jinyan recalled Fu Shengyu's hilarious look when he presented the flowers, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

He actually thought the children were funny, and he was happy.

It's just that Fu Jinyan is used to the discomfort of being hidden in the crowd and being placed under the spotlight, which will make him shrink back and be at a loss.

"How about...stay here..."

Fu Jinyan made an excuse for himself, it would be a pity to lose the flowers and waste them, why not take them back and put them in an empty vase.

Just walking through school with a bouquet of roses is too ostentatious.

After Fu Jinyan locked the teacher's door, he buried his head low on the way back to the dormitory.

"Teacher Fu!"

It was the Chinese teacher who caught up from behind.

"Mr. Fu, you are not in the office. I am going to find you in the dormitory."

"Yes, is there something wrong?"

Fu Jinyan's hands holding the flowers were sweating.

"It's like this. I've already printed out the math papers for your class for this monthly exam, and here they are for you."

Fu Jinyan took the sealed bag.

"Thank you."

The Chinese teacher naturally noticed the flowers in his hand.

"Rose!" she asked in surprise, "Which female teacher gave it to you?"

"Yes..." Fu Jinyan blushed again, "It was given by a student."

"Let me tell you, there are only one or two young female teachers in our school, and none of them are single." The Chinese teacher joked, "Could it be a female classmate who sent you?"

"Male classmate!"

Fu Jinyan quickly explained.

"He... probably took the wrong flower... or he couldn't find other flowers."

"Haha!" the Chinese teacher laughed, "I know Mr. Fu is a decent person. You are a professor at a young age. Such an outstanding person has a wife in Haicheng, right?"

Fu Jinyan was taken aback, and hurriedly denied: "No!"

"Where's your girlfriend?"

"No……"

"That's great! Shall I introduce you to one of my girlfriends?"

"No, no need!"

Fu Jinyan waved his hands in panic.

"Why? You are so good and so handsome, don't be shy." The Chinese teacher saw that he was refusing all over, so he had to give up, "Forget it, my best friend is not worthy."

Just as Fu Jinyan was relieved, the Chinese teacher leaned closer and said in a low voice, "Still, Teacher Fu is looking for... a boyfriend?"

Fu Jinyan's eyes widened.

The brain froze briefly.

The Chinese teacher only teased him when he saw that he was blushing shyly and cutely, but when he saw him nervous and embarrassed, he felt a little guilty.

"I'm sorry, Teacher Fu, I was joking, don't take it to heart..."

"fine."

"Then I'll go first."

Seeing the Chinese teacher leave, Fu Jinyan let out a long sigh of relief.

girlfriend……

He has no plans to have a girlfriend.

Although Fu Jinyan has overcome many obstacles, he still suffers from autism.

He likes a person, an unchanging life, and never expects another person to break into his life.

For him, life is a vast and boundless universe of terror.

After his mother passed away, he was a lonely planet, drifting around, he didn't yearn for a prosperous world or romantic love at all.

As for the boyfriend mentioned by the Chinese teacher, Fu Jinyan never thought about it.

He knows nothing about love.

Fu Jinyan found a bottle and put plastic roses in it.

Although it is ugly, it is very colorful.

Fu Jinyan's home rarely has such bright things.

In life, suddenly there is a touch of colorfulness, Fu Jinyan does not reject it.

This may be the only bouquet of roses in his life, even though it was given by a child.

Fu Jinyan thought to himself.

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