Chapter 564

Fu Yunsheng told his friends about Xie Yu. There was silence for a long time. Fu Yunsheng thought that he had hung up.

"Hello, are you still there?"

"... well." My good friend finally answered, and after a while he said, "ah Sheng, you're quite insane. What's ugly is workplace saorao. I'm embarrassed for you over the phone. If you don't look good, I think your stepmother's son can give you a punch directly..."

Fu Yunsheng:...

Fu Yunsheng hung up after listening to what he said over there I decided to readjust the plan.

In the afternoon, Fu Yunsheng checked the school's timetable on the school's official website, and found that Xie Yu's was the last class of the College of Arts.

He also happens to have time.

Good.

In the last class in the afternoon, Fu Yunsheng appeared in the classroom of the College of Arts.

As soon as he went in, there was an uproar.

All eyes turned to him.

Xie Yu hasn't come yet.

Fu Yunsheng was sitting in the first row with a notebook in his hand, and his low-key luxurious custom-made pen was beside him.

He held his face in one hand, and pressed the cover of his pen with the other hand open and close. In the eyes of the students who looked at him, he waited until the class.

Xie Yu came in with the book and wheat in his arms.

He glanced at Fu Yunsheng in the first row. Fu Yunsheng laughed and blinked.

There was a riot in the classroom for two seconds, and then it soon returned to normal.

Xie Yu put on wheat, stood on the platform, opened the roll and began to roll.

Fu Yunsheng quietly sat down and looked at him, listening to him read one name after another. Suddenly, he was a little distracted and thought, what kind of intonation would he use when he read his name, and would it sound so good...

Xie Yu didn't even look at Fu Yunsheng. He quickly called his name and started the class. There was nothing unnatural in the whole process.

At first, Fu Yunsheng just wanted to come over and look at him all the time, but in the end he heard it for no reason. Listening, he completely forgot who the man on the platform was.

It was not until after class that he regained his consciousness.

Xie Yu closed the wheat and left with the book in his arms.

Fu Yunsheng did not follow. He sat quietly in his seat for a while. When everyone in the classroom was almost gone, he got up and left.

In the following period of time, Fu Yunsheng would go to the school of Arts whenever he was free to listen to Xie Yu's class. Many students in the school of arts would not be surprised.

Xie Yu left after class every day. He never looked at Fu Yunsheng more until this day.

Fu Yunsheng naturally walked to the podium in full view of the public. His tone was light and judo, "is Professor Xie going to exercise now?"

The speed of the students in the classroom to pack things suddenly slowed down.

Professor Fu of the music department comes to their school of arts to listen to Professor Xie's lectures all day long. They come whenever they have time. They have not thought that the two people may know each other before, but they have never said hello to them or thought much about them. They thought that Professor Fu had simply loved literature before, so he came to take lessons...

but now it seems