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"Take that man out."

Fu Nuan leaned into the man's embrace, and unexpectedly heard his words, and couldn't react for a moment.

Just these few seconds of blanking caused Rong Yu's pupils to sink.

"Could it be that you want to continue receiving love letters?"

"No, no, no …"

The woman shook her head repeatedly. Even if she wanted to, she wouldn't dare to!

"I'll go to school with you tomorrow."

From the looks of it, he was going to do it himself.

"How about I do it myself?"

Fu Nuan thought that it would be better to handle this matter personally.

Rong Yu... Mm. If the damage is too great, the enemy will most likely perish.

She thought for a while. Other than the teachers, there were only students in the school. As for the male teachers in the office … That was impossible, unless they were not afraid of offending the Prof. Rong.

Then the rest... It could only be a student.

"Are you sure you don't need me?"

"I can take care of it!"

Having narrowed down the scope of the possibility, it would not be difficult to find that person.

All she had to do was find the man and talk to him.

The man narrowed his eyes. He would believe her this once.

The next day.

Before Fu Nuan attended class, he observed the students in the classroom once more, but he still did not find anything wrong.

It seemed like … He could only use a little trick to make that person appear on his own.

She did not show any abnormalities throughout the class and taught as usual, allowing the students to discuss the lively atmosphere in the classroom.

Just before the end of class, he said something else.

"Everyone has been coming to my class for quite some time. Some of you came last semester. I already know some of you very well. Thank you everyone for liking my Chinese Literature class. "

She looked around the room and continued, "Recently I received a few letters from a student. Thank you for your love of me and the Chinese Literature class. I wonder if this student will be able to stay and talk to me after class? "

The classroom was silent.

"Alright, then that's it for today's class. Class is over."

After the end of the lesson, Fu Nuan stood on the stage and did not leave.

The students in the classroom left in groups of twos and threes, leaving behind three students.

Two of them gathered up their books and walked up to her, but they were here to discuss the subject of the Chinese class.

Only the boy in the last seat did not get up and remained where he was.

It was a boy wearing black-rimmed glasses. He looked very gentle. He quietly sat in the corner with his head lowered, as if he was immersed in his own world.

Could it be him?

After explaining the problem to the two students, they left.

Fu Nuan once again looked at the boy and realized that he was looking at him. The moment their gazes met, he immediately lowered his head.

The students had all left, leaving only her and him in the classroom.

"Buddy, the class is over. Are you still not leaving?"

Fu Nuan asked tentatively. She was not sure and could only judge from the guy's reaction.

The boy was excited and nervous, and she … She finally saw him!

"I... "I …"

He stuttered for a long time, unable to speak. His face turned red.

Fu Nuan frowned, and walked towards him.

Hearing the footsteps getting closer and closer, the boy nervously clutched the corner of his shirt, unable to control the excitement in his heart.

Just now, Teacher Fu said that he wanted to... I want to talk to him!

At this time, he could not submit!

When Fu Nuan walked in front of the male student, the latter seemed to have made some sort of decision, and suddenly raised his head to look at her.

What caught her eye was a completely red face, as well as a sense of familiarity.

She thought back and searched her memory for this face. Finally, she remembered her relationship with this boy.

In the class a week ago, Fu Nuan had paid attention to this boy.

No, to be precise, she had noticed his manuscript.

There were some insightful ideas and poems written by students themselves.

When she saw this, she asked, "Did you write all these?"

The boy jumped in fright and recovered from his thoughts. He looked at her in alarm and nodded his head.

"You are very thoughtful, and your poems are very well written."

Fu Nuan smiled at him and encouraged him. "Such a good original poem, you can share it with your students in class and let them know your talent."

At that time, the boy looked at her blankly. He was stunned for a long time before nodding his head, but didn't dare to speak to her.

Fu Nuan recovered from his thoughts, only to hear the nervous voice of the boy: "Fu … Teacher Fu! "

She sat down across from him and smiled. "Don't worry, I just want to talk to you."

Hearing her words, the tension in the man's heart visibly lessened, but he still didn't dare to look directly at her.

She smiled and asked, "What's your name?"

The boy slightly opened his mouth and said his name in an obscure manner, "He …" Hertz Ming. "

Fu Nuan nodded his head, "The one who wrote me a letter was you, right?"

Hertz Ming was a little embarrassed, but he nodded his head and admitted it.

Seeing that Fu Nuan did not say anything, Hertz Ming mustered his courage and raised his head to look at her.

"I... Did I do something wrong? "

Fu Nuan faintly sighed and said, "No."

"Then Teacher, do you hate me?"

"Of course not."

Did she show any signs of disgust? This boy seemed to be … Too much thinking.

Hertz Ming's eyes flashed with joy, and asked again: "Then do you like me?"

Fu Nuan:...

Black lines appeared on his forehead. This little boy's way of thinking was truly simple and crude.

"I'm married, you know?"

"I know …" "But, but I like you!" After Hertz Ming finished speaking, his face flushed red like a pig's liver.

They liked each other. They had only interacted once. Wasn't this little boy a bit too innocent?

Other than that, Fu Nuan could only advise sincerely, "This is just your misconception. Because you rarely communicate with others, rarely do you interact with others. "Actually, as long as you take the initiative and communicate with others, you will realize that your feelings for your classmates and for me are the same. Do you understand?"

What she meant was to tell Hertz Ming to take the initiative to communicate with others and not to mistake the comfortable feeling they had together for a liking.

However, Hertz Ming was immersed in her own world, so she misunderstood her words.

Teacher means to say... Wasn't he proactive enough in writing love letters?

Should he go further and be more proactive?

He abruptly stood up from his chair. "Teacher, I understand!"

Hertz Ming's eyes were filled with excitement. His face was as red as a ripe tomato as he stared at Fu Nuan.

With that, he carried his bag and ran out of the classroom, leaving the woman sitting there, confused.

The way he acted scared her.

However … Did he really understand what she meant?

Why does it feel weird?

Hopefully, he really did understand.

Fu Nuan thought, but things did not go her way. Regarding this, she understood the next day.