CH 119

Xiao Lan found it strange that he was familiar with Luo's current look.

It was clear that he had never attended such a school, nor had he seen such teachers, but he had an unexplained sense of familiarity with everything about this college.

Xiao Lan's gaze was locked on Luo's body almost impudently, as if it were substantial.

Luo, of course, was aware of her husband's gaze fixed on her.

Xiao Lan hadn't looked at him with such enthusiasm, but was it because his current look suited him?

He looked up and his eyes searched the crowd for Xiao Lan.

There was a flash of surprise in Luo's eyes.

He did not expect that Mr. had actually turned into a teenager.

That fair and handsome face and slightly thin but slender and upright body, together with his clear eyes, exuded a unique sense of youth. I also wonder how many people's youthful memories this teenager would have been if he had been placed in the student days.

Even now, there are quite a few people around who are surreptitiously gawking at him.

The students around Xiao Lan could not help but whisper when they saw the new teacher's eyes coming this way.

"Faye Luo teachers are so good looking ......"

"And I wonder what subject he teaches?"

"I wish I had something in my class schedule that he taught."

"That's okay, we can go to the sidelines if we don't ......"

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It seems that no matter what the time or context, the human quest for good things remains the same.

It is quite easy to gain the goodwill of others when you have a good skin, and it doesn't take much for him to do so, and so far the students are simply looking forward to Luo's classes.

In contrast, the other teacher, who no one asked for, looked a bit pathetic as he rubbed his bearded face... good looks are great!

Luo's eyes meet Xiao Lan's and he curls his lips into a reserved, elegant smile.

"Wow Wow ......"

"Hiss ......"

"My heart is beating a little fast ......"

There were small gasps from the group of students and the eyes of this group of young boys and girls were sparkling.

Xiao Lan: "......"

What is it about feeling a little upset all of a sudden?

It was as if a secret known only to him had suddenly been made public.

Although he had always been well aware of Luo's excellent looks and usually saw the awe-inspiring stares of passers-by, the players were mostly stoic and nothing was more important to them than getting through the game.

The teenagers are not worried about the players and are at a young and restless age, so they can't hide their excitement. It was the eagerness of the teenagers at this moment that really made Xiao Lan realise how deadly Luo can be.

Just then, the maids interrupted the slightly agitated atmosphere in the room by pushing the food trolley.

The students returned to their seats, their previous excitement swept away.

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They faced their plates numbly, their faces as white as if they were about to go to war, as if some great monster would soon appear here.

Xiao Lan was also a bit puzzled until he saw the dinner being placed in front of him -

Chocolate stewed chicken head.

Coffee braised apples.

Sardines cooked in tea leaves.

The whole dinner was all brown in colour, with a battered base dotted with thin chunks, the only normal thing being the bread next to it.

Xiao Lan picked up the bread and tried it out. The bread and the plate made a crisp knocking sound, so I guess the power was not bad.

It seems that wherever they go, canteen cuisine has a distinctive style and persists in its struggle to provoke the bottom line of student acceptance.

The student sitting next to Xiao Lan picked up the spoon as if he were dead.

After placing the food in his mouth, he chewed hard twice, trying to swallow it quickly.

Another student sitting next to him dropped his knife and fork and patted him on the back, which took some time to get him to breathe.

Xiao Lan, who is about to eat: "......"

Is it that scary?

Well at least ...... has meat on it, doesn't it?

For Xiao Lan, who is always below the poverty line, as long as there is meat on his plate, his world is divided between what is tasty and what is really inedible.

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Even though the quality of life has improved by leaps and bounds under Luo's care recently, Xiao Lan's bottom line is still very low and this meat, non-toxic, still cooked food is no obstacle at all in his eyes.

Well, isn't this quite delicious?

Xiao Lan eats spoonful after spoonful without any burden, and if you didn't look at the contents of his plate, you'd think he was eating some kind of fancy delicacy.

Curious students looked at him with admiration after they had seen his dinner plate.

This new student is a tough one.

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After the torturous dinner time is finally over.

The students at Corrieff College are still not allowed to rest, they have evening classes and unlike the usual group work, the students here are assigned separate lessons.

Xiao Lan followed the directions on his timetable to his evening classroom.

The evening class was actually about crafts.

Xiao Lan inspects the table tops, which must have been set aside for crafts. There are measuring cups, moulds, silicone spatulas, scissors and a variety of materials on the table tops, enough to make a number of things.

By the time the students had all arrived, it was time for class to begin.

In charge of the class is the headmistress, Mrs Weld, who is joined in the classroom by Luo.

Mrs Weld gently greeted the students on stage: "Hello, children."

"We will be learning about handmade soap today, so don't be nervous, I will teach you step by step how to make it. Also, Mr. Fei will be helping me in this class as an assistant teacher for the time being."

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Luo nods to the students with his usual elegance.

A number of excited looks from students were again rewarded.

Following the headmaster's instructions, the students began the steps of making handmade soap.

Mrs Weld is a very patient and attentive teacher who explains each step in such detail that even the inexperienced can follow her steps.

Even if some students have accidents, Mrs Weld and Luo help them to adjust their movements and are gentle with those who make mistakes, without any impatience.

If it were in the real world, it would be a student's dream to be taught.

Xiao Lan is mixing the grease with the heated lye as Mrs Weld had previously described.

"This student, you have a slight problem with this step." Luo's voice, however, rang out from beside him.

Xiao Lan then felt Luo's already warm body approach him, the Corrieff Academy uniform was delicate but not too thick, and Luo's warmth was transferred to his body through his clothes.

Xiao Lan's height is around 170 at this time because she is back to 15.

Luo was already a little taller than him, but now he was half a head taller, and because of his posture, Xiao Lan turned his head to look at him, only to find that his eyes could only meet the sharp lines of his jaw and his slightly smiling lips.

Luo's one hand is propped up on the table and the other palm covers Xiao Lan's hand with the measuring cup.

"This is the time to let the lye flow slowly into the grease, not pouring it too fast, while stirring the solution quickly."

Luo's low, cello-like voice rang close to Xiao Lan's ears, accompanied by a warm breath that made him feel half his body go numb.

Xiao Lan's throat suddenly feels a little dry and she feels her movements stiffen.

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He felt that something was really wrong with him lately, when he was at a normal distance from Luo he was fine, once he got too close he felt a bit out of it, he even felt better in his black cat form against Luo than in his human form.

Now ...... What's going on here?

"What's the matter? It's your turn to stir, classmate." Luo's voice took on a vaguely amused tone, "Don't you know how to do that? Well, I'll help you."

Luo takes Xiao Lan's hand and puts the measuring cup down, but then slips a stirring stick into Xiao Lan's hand and once again holds his hand and stirs the solution in the cup without slowing down.

At once Xiao Lan felt the fiery stares all around him, as if all the students were surreptitiously gawking at him with either envious or jealous eyes.

So envious.

He must have deliberately pretended he wouldn't come near Mr. Fei!

What a heart, I need to learn too.

But I'm also a little envious of Mr. Fei.

So say these sightings.

Xiao Lan: "......"

This can be a rare experience.

Luo keeps his head down in a stirring motion and whispers something in Xiao Lan's ear.

In the eyes of the students, this was an instruction on how to make handmade soap for Xiao Lan, a dud in their eyes, but Xiao Lan heard it loud and clear - and he was a good sport.

"The grease comes from humans."

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Instantly, all sorts of borderline thoughts go far away.

Xiao Lan's eyes fell on the grease that was the raw material next to him.

He glanced again at the headmistress, who looked as normal, still gently instructing the students.

If not, who prepares these things?

If it is known is the whole of ...... College in danger?

"I'll use my position as a teacher to gather clues." Luo said softly.

Xiao Lan nodded with the look of a good student, "Yes, teacher."

"Go on, I'll go and see the rest of the class."

Luo's hand is finally removed from the back of Xiao Lan's hand, and Xiao Lan can still feel the warmth of the other man's hand on his skin. He took a slow breath, adjusting his heartbeat, which had been a bit disorganised, back to its original rhythm.

Xiao Lan stirred the solution in his hand while thinking about something related to the copy.

Slowly he felt his surroundings getting noisier and noisier.

" Mr. Fei, here I don't quite understand."

" Mr. Fei, this is so hard, I don't know how to do it ......"

"Oops I spilled the solution!!! Mr. Fei help!"

The whole classroom had switched to a chicken-and-egg state at some point.

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It seems that Xiao Lan and Luo's previous behaviour has inspired the students, and now whenever Luo passes by, the students are always trying to get out of the way, as if they were a bunch of kindergarteners who knew nothing.

Even the headmaster, who was standing by, was startled by the stance.

Mrs Weld rubbed her forehead with some annoyance; it seemed that the popular new teacher would have to be given some lessons that would keep her students at arm's length.

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