Chapter 441

After making a fire, Fu Zhiran seems to have blocked her heart for a long time. She is inexplicable. She says hello to Tang Qingfeng and turns to leave.

"Elder sister, you are angry, I don't smoke." Tang Qingfeng quickly throws away the cigarette in his hand, grabs Fu Zhiran's arm and holds her, "don't go, I'll take you to see someone."

Fu Zhiran asked casually, "who is it?"

She turns her head and looks at Tang Qingfeng suspiciously. She can't guarantee that this guy lied to her in order to keep her.

"You'll know when you see it." Tang Qingfeng sold the pass, and a mysterious smile appeared in his eyes.

It doesn't look like a lie. Fu Zhiran hesitates. Her eyes can't help glancing at LAN Jingyan.

Seeing her looking at him, LAN Jingyan was a little excited. Her eyes twinkled, "you..."

But as soon as he opened his mouth, Fu Zhiran moved his eyes away again, frowning and warning Tang Qingfeng, "if you dare to cheat me, I will make you look good."

"I didn't lie to you." Tang Qingfeng affectionately embraces Fu Zhiran's shoulder and walks towards their school gate.

His height of more than one meter eight, Fu Zhiran in his background, appears particularly petite.

LAN Jingyan follows them and is envious of Tang Qingfeng.

Just now the boy hugged this stupid woman as soon as he met, and now he hugs him like this.

He put his hands in his pants pocket and clenched his fists.

Fu Zhiran was almost pushed by Tang Qingfeng. He listened to him as he walked.

"A professor of our elective course, he and his uncle were good friends before they died."

Smell speech, Fu Zhiran surprised and confused, "and my father?"

In my impression, among my father's good friends, there are no teachers.

Tang Qingfeng asked her with a smile: "do you remember Fang Jiaming?"

Hearing the name, Fu Zhiran's eyes brightened, "Uncle Fang has come to your school to be a professor?"

She stopped, holding Tang Qingfeng's hand in both hands, her eyes shining with excitement.

That's really my father's best friend.

Tang Qingfeng nodded, "yes."

After the excitement, Fu Zhiran thought of something and frowned and wondered, "isn't he garrison of F country all these years? And he's not a teacher. "

He graduated from the military academy and was assigned to the army with his father. A few years ago, he was transferred to garrison abroad.

Tang Qingfeng said: "he retired and returned to China. Then he was invited by our school. His academic qualifications and qualifications were inferior to those of a professor."

"That's true." Fu Zhiran nods. Uncle Fang in the impression is really talented.

He is also pretty good. The aunts of the army's art troupe are very fond of him.

Fu Zhiran and Tang Qingfeng are chatting while walking. LAN Jingyan is completely ignored behind them.

What's more, uncle Fang, they said, has no impression at all?

He quickens his pace, catches up with them, and walks beside Fu Zhiran, but Fu Zhiran doesn't even give him a light. He is very devoted to talking with Tang Qingfeng about Uncle Fang.

"I haven't seen him for years."

"So I'll take you to see him. He's going back to city a tomorrow. He won't come until a long time."

LAN Jingyan is also proud not to take the initiative to interrupt.

Several people went to the canteen of the military university side by side. Dinner time had passed, and there were few people in the canteen to eat. Only a few of them were about to eat, and they were ready to leave.

"Professor Fang."