Chen Fuyun: This is called a relieved feeling.

The four-hour conversation made Chen Fuyun, a calf, look like an old oilman who had been squatting in the class for 20 years and finally saw the bright old oil outside the prison again.

Professor Mao's office was daunting to him.

Thinking about back then, how powerful the fifth brother of the Chen family was, how much a headache the head teacher, made the teacher sigh, and how high hopes were placed on him......

Now that I'm a college exchange student, what a down-and-out training.

It is decisive that the sky will descend on the floating clouds, and it must be trained for four hours, four hours, or four hours.

You have to endure it.

If you can't bear it, get out, and stay where it's cool.

The afternoon sun is exceptionally bright.

Chen Fuyun lit a cigarette, with the help of the smell of tobacco to dilute the feeling of hunger in his stomach, when he walked to the door of the student cafeteria, it was already half past one in the afternoon, eh, there was an old man who was angry and reprimanded with reason and the truth, what could Chen Fuyun do except endure hunger and hunger and listen to the training?

Tang Xiaoyu and Zhang Xiaoyu had already sent text messages, they had already eaten in the canteen, and Chen Fuyun had to go to the canteen to solve the problem of food and clothing.

Of course, the current Chen Fuyun is obviously among the Ka family, and it is quite simple to solve the problem of eating, and he is now very familiar with the business of the entire canteen, so he will not go to the Grand View Garden with Grandma Liu, and make a joke.

Although it is not early at the moment, there are still a lot of students who eat in the cafeteria, Chen Fuyun lined up in front of a window on the second floor to prepare a meal, found an empty seat casually, and went downstairs directly after eating like a whirlwind.

Bang!

As soon as Chen Fuyun came downstairs, a little fat man with a stuffy head and a hurrying head hit Chen Fuyun head-on.

"Fuck, you're blind, don't you have long eyes?"

Before Chen Fuyun, who was a victim, could speak, the little fat man wanted to push him away and pushed him away violently, but as soon as he tried his best, not only did he fail to push Chen Fuyun away, but he took a few steps backwards, and accidentally fell down the stairs with a rolling bone.

A vicious dog pounces on food.

Chen Fuyun smiled coldly, he didn't sympathize at all with this guy and his nose was blue and his face was swollen, he was not in a good mood in the first place, this guy just hit the muzzle of the gun, and he actually got dirty, so it's no wonder he was unlucky.

The little fat man suffered a big loss, and after standing up from the ground, he was naturally fierce, but when he picked up his glasses again and squinted his little eyes to see Chen Fuyun's appearance, he was stunned.

Fallen Stars?

Chen Fuyun saw that he was slightly flustered, and saw that he was clearly a little familiar, but for a while he couldn't remember if this little fat man was an acquaintance he had met in the God of Fighting.

However, this little fat man seems to know himself, and at this moment, looking at his angry and resting face, Chen Fuyun couldn't help but struggle for him.

As a college student, not only did he not apologize when he lowered his head and hit someone, but he wanted to beat and scold the other party, which made Chen Fuyun very disdainful from beginning to end.

It seems that Professor Mao's preaching is still very necessary to continue. Judging from the behavior of this little fat man who lowered the overall quality of Soviet college students, the first training task is a long and long way to go.

Chen Fuyun sneered and smiled coldly, then strode down the stairs, passed him directly beside the little fat man, and finally walked out of the cafeteria with his head held high.

The little fat man was stunned in place, clenched a very tight fist, raised and put it down, so three times, only to say hatefully, MD, it's just crazy in the game, it's so crazy in reality, sooner or later, I'm going to call my brother to do it with you!

Wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth, the little fat man scolded, simply tilted his neck, kicked up to the canteen on the second floor, packed four lunches, and left in a hurry.

At two o'clock in the afternoon, there was also a Mao Xuan class, and Chen Fuyun's impression of the Mao Xuan class teacher was a gentle, mature and intellectual young female teacher.

Her class,Although it is the most boring and boring,But there are a lot of students who come to listen to the class,Even some teenagers who stay in the dormitory all the year round play and masturbate,Came to listen to the class,It can be seen that the position of beautiful and sexy female teachers in the hearts of college students is still very important。

This time, Chen Fuyun arrived at the bottom of the teaching building five minutes early, when a very luxurious BMW trotted slowly to a stop beside him.

A young woman of about twenty-five or sixteen years of age, when she got out of the car, she was not tall, slightly thin, fair-skinned, with long hair and a shawl, and wore a pair of small, intellectual black-framed glasses. A well-fitting professional outfit reveals the unique temperament of the people's teachers, and at the same time, it shows a different kind of sexy charm.

As a normal young man, Chen Fuyun naturally pays more attention to some young and beautiful female teachers. However, his so-called interest is only limited to knowing that the teacher who drove the BMW trot is surnamed Xia, and other than that, he doesn't know anything.

"Hello Mr. Xia."

In front of the young female teacher, Chen Fuyun behaved very decently, he leaned over decently, and greeted the teacher with a smile.

"Well, hello."

Xia Ningyun turned her head and smiled slightly at Chen Fuyun, instantly charming, delicate and beautiful, and good-looking.

Chen Fuyun is not tall, a little handsome, the key is that the pair of eyebrows and eyes, bright as the morning star, flat head and short hair, straight to that side, looks very energetic, very a bit of a soldier.

As Xia Ningyun, who has just stayed in school to teach for less than two years and is still very enthusiastic about education work, she still has a little impression of this young student who always stares at her with a pair of bright eyes during class.

The way this student looked at her, there were not too many impurities. It's a bit like when Teacher Xia went down to the mountain village for an internship two years ago and taught the first grade of primary school at the mountain village elementary school, the eyes of the children in the mountains looked at her.

Anyone who is a teacher knows what that looks like.

Knowledge.

When this gaze suddenly appeared in the university classroom, Mr. Xia was in a trance for a moment, and in the subsequent teaching, Chen Fuyun's serious and rigorous learning attitude moved Mr. Xia, who faced a group of absent-minded students on the podium, so he also had a slight impression of Chen Fuyun.

However, this impression is only a smile when we meet.

University teachers, all decent people.

Most of their attention to students is only reflected in the interaction in the classroom, and the rest is basically none.

It's like a primary school teacher, when you meet a hard-working child, you can't wait to pull you to chatter about homely things, shush the cold and ask for warmth.

The height of the station is different, and the way of attention is very different.

Xia Ningyun stepped on the small high heel and snapped up the teaching building, and Chen Fuyun followed behind him, following unhurriedly, and finally entered the classroom one after the other.

Mao's class is a big class, as soon as you enter the big classroom, you are greeted by popularity, and the classroom is bustling with male and female students.

In such a scene, if it weren't for the fact that these college students were all wearing bright clothes, and many of them seemed to have a heavy bookish atmosphere, Chen Fuyun would have inadvertently remembered the scene when he was in elementary school.

At that time, the village was poor.

At that time, when a large group of cattle herders of different ages in the village were crammed into a crumbling old house for enlightenment classes, the old and prestigious old man Chen affectionately called their class "cattle herding class".

The scenes of the year still seem to be in front of me, after recalling, Chen Fuyun, who has not been home to visit for five years, after all, he is a little nostalgic, shook his head and smiled bitterly, and then habitually glanced at the classroom.

When the bright and incomprehensible cheeks of the Tang family appeared under her eyes, Chen Fuyun smiled slightly and strode in her direction.