Chapter 267

When he saw the students crawling all over the window, Fu Jinhan tightly screwed up his eyebrows, suddenly turned around and walked towards the end of the corridor.

In the corridor full of tables and chairs, Fu Jin Han went to the table piled into a hill, and finally stopped coldly.

"Third Master, what can I do for you?" Qin Cang quickly came over and asked.

Fu Jinhan looked at the tables and chairs in front of him and said, "move a table out."

"Move the table? Third master, why do you want a table? "

Qin Cang looked at Fu Jin Han in a daze. As soon as he raised his head, he had a pair of cold eyes.

Qin Cang shivered and nodded.

"Move, I'll move now. Third master, please step back a little and don't wipe your clothes

"Well." Fu chin Han nodded and went back to the corridor against the wall. He held his hands in front of him and quietly watched Qin Cang move the table.

Qin Cang looked at the posture of the third master waiting for him to move the table. He could not help but draw his mouth.

He didn't dare to neglect. He quickly moved the chairs around him, picked out a clean table, and then raised his eyes to look at Fu Jinhan.

"Third Master, where are you going to move the table?" Qin Cang asked.

"There, under the window by the wall." Fu Jin Han reached out and pointed to the only place in the crowd where there was no one.

"What are you doing under the window?" Qin Cang blinked in wonder.

But I didn't think much about it. I moved the table carefully to the other end of the corridor.

When Qin Cang finally put the table away, he wiped his sweat breathlessly and nodded to Fu Jinhan: "Third Master, do you want the chair after putting it away?"

"Well, bring me two." Fu Jin Han nodded.

Qin Cang ran back to the other end and came back with a chair in his hand.

"Third Master, do you want the chair in front of the table?" Qin Cang asked Fu Jin Han with a chair in his hand.

Fu Jin Han shook his head: "no, put it against the wall like the table."

"Good."

Qin Cang nodded happily and put the chair beside the table. Looking at the noisy crowd on both sides, he suggested to Fu Jinhan.

"Third Master, there are too many people here. If you want to have a rest, would you like to change places?"

"Who says I want to rest?" Fu Jin Han threw a cold eye, and the temperature around him dropped several degrees.

Qin Cang was stunned: "don't you rest? Why do you move tables and chairs without rest? "

And so on, Qin Cang suddenly thought of a possibility, the whole person suddenly frozen in place.

He looked up at the students lying on the top of the window, unbelievable swallowing, a ridiculous idea jumped into his mind.

Third master should not, should not want to climb the window?

"Third Master, you don't want to see Miss Jiang play the piano, do you?" Qin Cang raised his head and asked Fu Jin Han with a dull expression.

"Well." Fu Jin Han nodded and looked at Qin Cang impatiently.

Mom, is that true?

Qin Cang received the third master's disgusting eyes, quickly put the chair away, and stepped aside.

Fu Jin Han slowly raised his feet and stepped on two chairs, then one foot crossed to the table.

It's obviously a very unsightly movement, but it's elegant in Fu Jin Han's work. It's like a noble walking in a leisurely court. It's very pleasing to the eye.

And Qin Cang stood below, stunned by the third master's behavior.

He saw the third master climbing the table. Will he be sent to Africa tomorrow and never come back?