Chapter 97

One class, the next hour, if Yu Sheng is physically and mentally exhausted.

When the bell rang after class, the students also meant to squeeze in the platform to ask questions. Zeng Qinghong sat on the chair on the right side of the platform and left the position of the platform to Yu Sheng completely. The old God was watching the satisfied students and was eloquent in answering questions for the students. After leaving school for two years, he combined his knowledge with his own experience, which was much better than the girl he had studied hard before.

When Yu Sheng graduated, he wanted to stay with her to work in the school. The invitation of the municipal government gave up the idea. As a teacher, he could not understand Yu Sheng's specialty and interest. He hoped that Yu Sheng would go to places where she needed her more and realize her value. He wanted to use his resources and contacts to open up a road to information security, but before that, he wanted to open up a road to information security The government of Yu Sheng refused.

When he got to know the news, he was in charge of making some contacts. Yu Sheng refused the invitation of the municipal government. Within a few hours, he received a call. He hung up the phone dejectedly and waited for Yu Sheng to explain. Half a month later, she signed a contract with Vientiane technology, and cooked the raw rice into mature rice before she came to play.

The phone call failed to get through to Yu Sheng. He was angry for a moment and raised a cruel word.

Good master and apprentice. I haven't had any contact in the past two years.

Zeng Qinghong opened the thermos pot and took a sip of tea. When he looked up, he looked at the young people sitting quietly in the back of the classroom. He looked at them carefully and scored them one by one.

Aware of Professor Zeng Qinghong's gaze, Lu Yuqing briefly withdrew his gaze from the platform, met the gaze, and nodded with a smile to show politeness.

Zeng Qinghong replied with a smile, which was regarded as the host's greeting, but the meaning of looking at it did not disappear at all.

He looks good, but his skin is not healthy.

Young, unreliable.

On weekdays, I didn't attend class and went to work.

The hair is slightly long, elegant and elegant.

In addition to appearance and figure, there is nothing to live in. After two years of living outside, my eyesight has become so bad?

Yu Sheng, surrounded by students on the podium, can't bear to stop.

"Students, if you have any questions, ask the teacher in class. This is the end of today's guidance." After an hour's lecture, he didn't drink a sip of water. Yu Sheng was a little dry and hoarse. He lacked water to moisten his throat. His throat was not very comfortable. "If you ask me again, I'll start my class and collect money."

Yu Sheng is most afraid that others are too enthusiastic. When he can't take care of it, he will tend to favor one with the other. If one answer is given, he will have to answer for the next. Everyone is a hundred students. He has to wait in line to ask for advice in turn. It is estimated that he will have to be busy until the afternoon.

Professor Zeng Qinghong took the thermos pot and stepped onto the platform. His conscience found that Yu Sheng was rescued from a group of stinky boys.

"I didn't see you so active in my class. Why, I'm not a girl, which disappointed you?" Zeng Qinghong said.

"You're a woman, and you're not going to attract adolescent boys at your age." A bold boy murmured in a low voice. As soon as his voice fell, a volume of books fell on his head, knocking him a plan, followed by an exaggerated howl, "Oh, it's wrong."

Zeng Qinghong took the book away and put it in his armpit. He held the book and waved to the students. "Don't talk to me. Do your homework well."

The students showed great respect for Zeng Qinghong. Seeing that he was ready to leave, they scattered in droves and would take their seats and pack up their things. "Goodbye, teacher."

"And you? Who are you looking for at school Zeng Qinghong had a thorough understanding of Yu Sheng's temperament and had seen through Yu Sheng's intention.

"Teacher, elder martial sister came to see me." Lu you quickly packed up his things and handed them to his roommate. He leaped over the steps to come over.

Zeng Qinghong's eyes suddenly changed. When he looked at Lu You's eyes, he looked from the students to the audience. Then he looked at the men in the back row who had already stood up and walked towards the platform, wondering whether he believed Yu Sheng's negative relationship.

Zeng Qinghong took back his eyes and coughed softly, "your teacher's mother has been talking about you recently. Since you are here, you can have dinner at home before you leave."

Yu Sheng held back a smile from the corner of his mouth. He didn't break through his teacher's poor excuse. He responded, "well, I haven't tasted the craftsmanship of my teacher's mother for a long time. It's strange to think about it."

"May I go?" Lu You's eyes are shining. He doesn't forget to ask for a pair of chopsticks for himself.

Zeng Qinghong nodded his head with reserve, raised his head with his back and walked out with his chest straight. The three younger generations followed suit.

"The active part of your character is influenced by the professor. Some expressions are the same as him." Lu Yuqing slightly bent down and whispered in Yu Sheng's ear.

Lu Yuqing used to isolate himself from the crowd. For a long time, few people could enter his heart. He is like a lonely traveler, walking alone, all things in the world are unique and complementary, only he, alone through the long years, there is no way back, a person rambling.

The good or the bad, the good and the evil of others have nothing to do with him. He seldom has the feeling of appreciation and gratitude. But for the professor who is over 50 years old, Lu Yuqing is grateful to him for his open mindedness and tolerance, which has saved Yu Sheng. In her miserable life, she has a warm wind, always firmly surrounds her, and gives warmth without asking for return.He can bear the awe of Yu Sheng.

Professor Zeng Qinghong and his wife live in the teachers' dormitory of the school all the year round. There are six floors in the teachers' dormitory. There are six families on the first floor. His family is on the third floor.

A long balcony style corridor, the door unified face north.

Stepping on the last step, facing the corridor and facing the north, with an open and unobstructed view, Yu Sheng was knocked back to its original shape, as if pulling her back to the balcony, and her lips turned white.

Yu Sheng subconsciously wants to grasp something. Lu Yuqing puts his hand between Yu Sheng's fingers actively. Yu Sheng grabs it at once, and his five fingers suddenly tighten.

Previously, in Hongjing community, there were walls on all sides. She could not face the situation in front of her. The place in front of her was the same as the balcony when she fell from the building. In one direction, the balcony was suspended. If you were not careful, someone might pull her down. The corridor is very suitable for committing crimes.

Zeng Qinghong noticed Yu Sheng's sweating face and frowned and said, "what's the matter with you? I've been injured, and now I'm afraid of heights

Just after seeing Yu Sheng outside the classroom, Zeng Qinghong found something wrong with Yu Sheng on the tip of his eyes. He left traces of blood stasis on his neck and a scar on the inner side of his arm, which could not be covered by sunscreen clothes. It can be seen that it is serious.

"It's a long story." Yu Sheng stumbled.

"Teacher, the elder martial sister has encountered some troubles recently, probably because of her psychological shadow." Lu You helps explain.

Zeng Qinghong frowned and looked unhappy.

"It's OK. Just get used to it." Yu Sheng comforts himself by stepping on the corridor and walking as close to the wall as possible, twisting his head to see the scenery on his right.