The Mysterious Heiress: Researcher In Disguise

Lu Yubai has been attending classes with Fu Zhi in the assembly hall for the past two days.

It's just that when I flipped through the phone, the browser automatically popped up a message.

An Mixiu, the murderer of the 'Piranha' case, is suspected to be under local control in Myanmar.

Lu Yubai's younger brother, Lu Yu'an, was a victim of the 'Man-eating Flower' incident. Lu Yubai was in no mood to continue his classes, so he took a leave of absence from school. When he returned to the villa, he caught up with Lu Yuan and returned home after finishing his rehabilitation training.

After professional training, Lu Yu'an'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 younger brother push the wheelchair. "The murderer will be punished soon. Do you want to wait until all the dust settles, and brother will accompany you to Myanmar?"

Lu Yu'an shook his head, the boy who had just trained took a shower, the water drops from his temples fell down the red carpet along his hair.

"Can I go see Cousin Zhizhi?"

His voice was low, and he seemed aggrieved, "She hasn't been home for a long time."

Lu Yubai's heart softened, "Zhizhi is going abroad the day after tomorrow, so I'll ask the driver to take you to the airport to see her off?"

Lu Yuan nodded.

After a pause, he hesitated, "Will I disturb her if I go to the airport to see off my cousin?"

"No." After a pause, he said again: "I like Zhizhi very much?"

Lu Yu'an was probably stopped by his question, his delicate face flushed slightly, "Can I like it? If Cousin Zhizhi doesn't mind." He was a little shy, but still said firmly, "I will always like like her."

——

The next day, No. 1 Middle School in City A.

Fu Zhi, who had made a lot of noise in the forum yesterday, left Hu Lei, and the rumor that other professors would no longer teach Class 21 was self-defeating after Hu Lei returned to the auditorium.

However, there are still some students in the first and second classes who are rhythmic, saying that if things go on like this, Fu Zhi's rude words will anger other professors, implicate the school, and other students who want to attend the class.

The popularity of the post has been replied many times by caring people, and the popularity has remained high.

The 21st class quarreled several times with the trumpet in the post bar wearing a tuba, and after discovering the other party's intentions, they stopped thinking about continuing to quarrel to increase the heat.

It's just that I can't feel angry. On the way to school in the morning, three or two get together and have to discuss it.

"Even if the professors are invited by President Ouyang, it is the freedom of the professors to choose who to make up for. Fu Zhi is so picky, so that he will not give the school leaders money to operate in the dark."

"It's obvious that the sour chickens in Class 1 and 2 are making trouble, and the person in charge of the forum doesn't even delete the post. I'm afraid they all have opinions on our class 21 being taught separately."

"I heard that Xiang Yushen and the others spontaneously organized to find Professor He at noon today. It's easy to hide a spear in the dark, but it's hard to defend against it. I'm really afraid that they will arrange for Sister Zhi in front of Professor He, and make Professor He dissatisfied with Sister Zhi."

"It would be great if Professor He and the others were invited by Sister Zhi. This will definitely swell the faces of these sore chickens."

"..."

It is certainly a good thing to have professor-level make-up lessons, but Class 1 and Class 2 are really overwhelmed by class 21.

They were afraid that some professors would listen to the slander and have opinions on them, so that Class 1 and Class 2 would have the opportunity to listen to the professor's lectures in vain.

Class 21 was brought down by Class 1 and Class 2.

The first class in the morning is physics class taught by He Minglai.

Fu Zhi was not late for class, but just took a cushion and lay down on the table to sleep.

She must have stayed up all night playing games. He Ming, who was teaching the basic knowledge to this 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 conditioner installed here, and the front and rear doors and windows are open. The air in City A is freezing to the bone. The school chose this place to teach in order to prevent students from getting sleepy during class.

It's so easy to catch a cold!

Even if his teacher is in good health, it would still be uncomfortable to sleep on the table like this!

He Ming's lecture voice was kept as low as possible, and the cold wind passing through the front door blew over his black coat.

After writing the last knowledge point, his eyes focused on the last row of the great hall.

The students in the class felt He Ming's gaze, and their heart skipped a beat. When they turned around, they saw Fu Zhi who was sleeping, and they were all nervous and worried.

Song Fang, who was closest to Fu Zhi, felt He Ming's stare, coughed lightly, and after getting no response from Fu Zhi, he leaned towards Fu Zhi's direction, and almost missed it with an elbow. Fu Zhi died on the spot.

Fu Zhi hugged the yellow cushion on the desk, looked up in confusion, didn't understand the situation for a while, and his voice was hoarse, "Huh?"

You are a der!

Song Fang hated iron for being weak, lowered his head, and reminded in a low voice, "He Ming is looking at you! Don't sleep!"

Who is He Ming! The former vice president of Tsinghua University! A first-class physics professor in China, with countless scientific research results, no wife or children, and extremely bad-tempered.

Wouldn't sleeping in his class mean challenging authority and slow suicide?

Song Fang was extremely tired, being a strict father and a loving mother at the same time, "Little ancestor, it's so cold outside. I feel so bad when he physically punishes you to go out and stand for punishment! Bear with it, first look at the blackboard, and buy you Wangzai after class." drink!"

He was very sincere in 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 won't use my class anymore."

Song Fang: "???"

Isn't Fu Zhi the one who slept?

Didn't I wake her up for you?

Crossing the river and demolishing bridges, unloading mills and killing donkeys?

Don't old people have Wude?

Song Fang was so confused that he wanted to ask a hundred thousand why.

He stood up slowly, not daring to question or argue, and wanted to leave.

The draft from the back door whizzed past, and the biting coldness swept through the Great Hall.

Fu Zhi realized later, he came to his senses, and tugged Song Fang's sleeve, "It's okay, just sit down, listen to the class carefully, and don't disturb my sleep."

Her voice was not high, but she seemed extremely abrupt in the classroom where the atmosphere was condensed and so quiet that one could hear a needle drop on the ground.

Song Fang: "..."

Song Fang wanted to cover Fu Zhi's mouth, but it was too late.

Very well, on this sunny morning, Fu Zhi once again offended a professor by himself.

He is also the one with the worst temper among several professors.

Song Fang had already anticipated the chaos in the forum and He Ming's roar in the great hall.

Song Fang's calf softened, and he explained to Fu Zhi, "Professor, from the excuses she just made about sleepwalking, high fever, and epilepsy, you can choose an excuse that is plausible to you and forgive her."

"Pfft—" Wang Yu on the side held back, but couldn't hold back, and laughed out loud.

The Fat Body Committee slapped him.

Song Fang wanted to apologize by caesarean section.

Unexpectedly, He Ming glanced at him lightly, "Sit down, listen carefully, and don't let me see you harassing/harassing your female classmates again."

Song Fang: "???"

Thank you, but who did he harass/harass?

Song Fang sat down on the stool in confusion and took notes.

On the stage, He Ming glanced at Fu Zhi several times, endured and endured, and finally couldn't hold back. Taking advantage of the discussion between classes, he took off his big black jacket and put the cotton-padded jacket on Fu Zhi's body.

Everyone: "..."

Is it vertigo?

What kind of operation is this wave of Professor He?

"Father's love overflowing?"

"Pull it down, I'm asleep too, why didn't you see him give me the padded jacket?"

"Maybe you don't look up to standard."

"...So why does he care so much about Fu Zhi? Do the professors in Beijing love their students? Don't they even get angry when students sleep in class?"

The discussion gradually became louder, and the students present became more and more confused.

Zhou Zihuai, who wrote the question in the front row, paused with his fingertips.

His eyes circled around Professor He and Fu Zhi.

Pull out a blank A4 paper.

Simply write on it, the words 'Fu Zhi', 'fz', 'Shenghua', 'Medical World', 'He Ming'.

Some thoughts seemed to be clearly circling in his mind, but some seemed not so clear and he couldn't figure it out.

He Ming came to No. 1 Middle School of City A twice, was it really just because of accidents, or because of Ouyang Feng?

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.

——

The fourth class of Class 21 is Chen Xin's Chinese class.

Different from He Ming's meticulous lectures, Chen Xin's Chinese class has a lot of knowledge to memorize.

He had already sorted out a document in advance, so the end of get out of class was 20 minutes earlier than other classes.

When Fu Zhi went out from No. 1 Middle School, Chen Xin was waiting by the side of the road in his Santana.

"He Ming booked a private room at the hotpot restaurant."

Chen Xin stepped on the gas pedal, "Shall I take you to buy milk tea first?"

"Ok."

——

"Found it, someone said they saw Professor He go to a hot pot restaurant near the school for dinner!"

After class was finally over, Xiang Yushen and some other class monitors gathered for a meeting. After He Ming's whereabouts were confirmed, his fighting spirit was ignited.

"But there are so many of us, what should we say when we meet Professor He? Why don't we divide the work first?" At this time, the monitor of class three asked.

"Girls cry to express their thirst for knowledge, and boys report to Professor He that Fu Zhi randomly chose Classes 19 and 20 to go to class. In short, just discredit Fu Zhi and highlight yourself!"

"Our purpose is to listen to Professor He's class! Let Professor He recognize Fu Zhi's popular and ugly face!"

"I also have to tell you about Fu Zhi sleeping and fighting in class before. She is the boss who took the lead in making Class 21 learn badly! There is no point in making up lessons for a group of scum!"

Everyone arranged for each other to say what to say next, looking extremely excited and nervous.

Those who participated in this denunciation were all the best students from each class. Of course, there were also some classes that did not send anyone at all.

I really can't be bothered to fight.

Other professors have decided on good things, destiny is like this, Class 21 is a good fate, there is nothing to make trouble, it is better to memorize two more English words when you have this time.

However, the first few good classes can't see through.

"I heard that Fu Zhi fell asleep again in Professor He's class this morning!"

"The country is easy to change, but the nature is hard to change. This is just the beginning. Later, when she doesn't obey the classroom discipline, I don't believe that these professors who are not related to her can tolerate her?"

"Yes, we are the students with the best grades in the school. Let's work harder. Let's talk about it later. This is for our future. What you learn is what you earn!"

This is an old saying.

"Fu Zhi and Ye Jiu have bet 1.6 million in the game. We have to coax Professor He into changing his mind to us just because of the money we bet!"

"exactly."

The group of students walked for more than ten minutes, and they talked as they walked. They finally arrived at the hot pot restaurant. Suddenly, someone exclaimed, "Look, is it Fu Zhi in the glass window?"

"Hey?"

Everyone hurriedly looked over, who was sitting opposite He Ming, eating the crispy bone balls that He Ming gave her with serving chopsticks, was it Fu Zhi or who?

Xiang Yu was so angry that his eyes were red, "We have a traitor here? Who leaked the news? Why is Fu Zhi at the hot pot restaurant?!"

"No, I didn't say that."

"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 finished arguing with Hu Lei yesterday, and fell asleep in class today. I heard from an elder of mine that Professor He hates people who are not dedicated to academic research. Fu Zhi is so half-hearted, how can he bear it?"

In fact, He Ming not only endured it, even Qian Man, who was sitting next to He Ming, handed the grilled skewers to Fu Zhi. If there are students who can understand lip language standing here, they will be able to understand what Qian Man said. is teacher'.

At this moment, Fu Zhi was full, and the waiter came to collect the money, which was transferred by He Ming, who kept leaning sideways and muttering something to Fu Zhi during the process.

The hearts of a group of students planning to find He Ming fluttered wildly, and for a while, no one dared to take that step.

"Did Fu Zhi know He Ming a long time ago?"

"Impossible! If we knew each other, why did He Ming come to No. 1 Middle School to choose some students to teach? Why not ask Fu Zhi to teach Fu Zhi directly?"

Too.

"Then are we still fighting for the opportunity to teach in front of Professor He?"

"Go, wait for Fu Zhi to leave first."

At this point in time, the students leave get out of class one after another to look for food.

Fu Zhi stood up, and the group of students saw He Ming naturally carry her schoolbag for her.

Fu Zhi walked in front, holding milk tea in one hand and swiping the phone in the other.

Qian Man and Chen Xin followed her one left and one right, wanting to remind her not to use mobile phones while walking, but also afraid of making her unhappy, so nervous that they seemed to be consigning 100 million US dollars.

Everyone: "???"

Boy, something is wrong with us, and something is wrong with you professors!

For a Fu Zhi, he was carrying a bag and taking care of him personally.

Which traffic star is this for? Or are you here to take care of the national treasure?

Do you still know that you are a big boss?

Santana's car door was opened by Qian Man, and Chen Xin raised his hand to protect Fu Zhi and got into the car.

The whole set of movements is smooth and flowing.

It wasn't until the car drove away for a long time that Xiang Yushen and his party realized it later.

——Oh, they haven't had time to smear Fu Zhi on the professor's side, and whether this group of people's attitude towards Fu Zhi has been lowered.