Ling Sheng glanced at the girls around him strangely, no matter how handsome he was, it was too exaggerated, should he be like this, how handsome a university professor could be!

But when she saw the faces of the people who came, even she couldn't help screaming after being used to seeing all kinds of beautiful men and thinking that she could be pampered and not shocked.

The man in front of him, with a stunning face, perfect facial features, and a pair of gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose, smiled and bowed slightly at the people in the classroom when he came in.

The trench coat was taken off smoothly and placed on the chair next to the lectern that seemed to have been prepared a long time ago, and when he lowered his eyes slightly, he revealed a side face that was enough to turn all beings upside down.

Ling Sheng looked at the man in front of her, thinking that she was like the male protagonist in the script, which could not exist in reality, but the reality immediately gave her a big mouth.

He is simply Feng Tu himself, a university professor, gentle, personable, young and promising, but I don't know if he is a Sven scum!

"Everyone is here, there are still so many students, thank you for enjoying my class." Professor Gu took the textbook and smiled, looked at Ling Sheng and asked, "Classmate, are you not feeling well, have you caught a cold?" ”

"Hmm." Ling Sheng snorted, and when he looked up at him, he suddenly turned around and walked towards the podium, leaving only a silhouette of her.

Then came his deep and mellow voice: "Pay attention, wear more clothes in the morning and evening, you are most likely to catch a cold when the season changes." ”

"Thank you, Professor Gu, for your concern." Ling Sheng always felt that the person in front of her gave her a very familiar feeling, she was busy stabilizing her mentality, she was ghostly, she felt familiar when she saw a handsome guy, and she was busy dispelling this thought.

Professor Gu, when Gu was in the past, Huang Sheng told her that Professor Ma, who taught them complex variable functions, was sick, and he came to help substitute the teacher, but it was amazing, he was a professor at Caltech.

The girls in the class, looking at the beautiful man in front of them like a walking statue, were all in good spirits, and they were serious about listening to the class.

The real function is the most difficult professional course, and Ling Sheng is confused, because she is not the material for learning mathematics, but she is here to feel the academic atmosphere.

But she always felt that Professor Gu seemed to see that she didn't understand, and from time to time he would ask if she understood, it seemed like he was asking everyone, but she always felt that he was looking at her and asking.

In the end, he looked at Ling Sheng jokingly and asked in a deep voice, "That classmate with a cold, do you understand?" ”

"Oh!" Ling Sheng nodded, he wanted to die, and he couldn't help but want to bury himself, I didn't understand, I didn't understand, I didn't understand, you have to give me a separate make-up lesson!

I felt like the third master just now, especially the mouth and chin, but the third master wouldn't be so verbose as him!

At the end of class, many seniors in the corridor almost blocked the corridor, and shouted loudly for Professor Gu, as if they were supporting him.

Professor Gu walked to the door, the corner of his eye couldn't help but look, the little girl sighed, took the tip of the pen and poked the book hatefully, and finally lay on the desk as if deflated, and couldn't help but hook her lips and smile.

shouldn't have come by hiding from her, but if she hadn't come over from him, I wouldn't have seen her so cute, worried about learning.

The onlookers screamed, Professor Gu just laughed, laughed, what a warm smile!

Xu Xi waited under the teaching building, deliberately drove a very low-key black Bentley, and did not dare to go out of the car, so he sat in the driver's seat, watching the tall and handsome figure of the man come out of the teaching building, sighing.

The third master is no longer the third master he knows!