Chapter 816 I see you like a beast
"Teacher Yan, what are you doing? Didn't you knock on the door when you entered the room?"
Wei Qingshu's face darkened: "Didn't you see that I have a distinguished guest here? You don't understand any rules."
Yan Haiyue's face turned red: "Then Luo Zhongbao brought another Yuan blue and white piece and wanted the two teachers to identify it."
"What?"
The two teachers who were reprimanded shook their heads repeatedly.
"Dean, we don't dare to go. Isn't this going to cause trouble?"
"Old professor, how about...you go and give me some eye care?"
Shang Chuliang smiled while stroking his beard and glanced at Xiao Feng next to him.
"Professor Xiao, why don't you go and teach the students a simple lesson?"
"Is it appropriate for me to go?"
Xiao Feng asked with a smile.
"It's suitable. There is no more suitable candidate than Professor Xiao. I'll spare you the trouble."
Shang Chuliang directly pushed the problem to him.
"What?"
"He...is a professor?"
Yan Haiyue's face was full of embarrassment, but no one noticed that her eyes flashed with an imperceptible light.
"I said, old professor, aren't you just fooling around?"
"This is to identify cultural relics, not to buy them with money."
"If something goes wrong, our faces will be ruined."
Wei Qingshu whispered beside him.
"What did you say?"
"Let Professor Xiao go, and our faces will be bright? You are right."
"Xiao Feng, even the dean has spoken, so don't refuse."
Shang Chuliang started to pretend to be confused again.
"Old professor, when did I say that? What I meant was..."
Wei Qingshu winked, but he didn't dare to say it clearly. After all, he was a big benefactor.
"Ah! I understand."
"Professor Xiao, you see our dean is in a hurry, go quickly."
Under Shang Chuliang's insistent recommendation, Xiao Feng followed Yan Haiyue to the classroom.
"Oh, my old professor, aren't you causing trouble?"
After the two left, Wei Qingshu's head got bigger.
Shang Chuliang said in an old manner: "Dean Wei, just keep your heart in mind. It'll be fine."
"You...I'm so convinced!"
Wei Qingshu was so angry that he stamped his feet, you old fool, go home and take care of yourself as soon as possible.
"You two, stop hanging around and come with me."
He led the two male teachers and hurriedly chased them out.
On the way, Yan Haiyue asked: "Professor Xiao, when did you join the college?"
"Just now!"
Xiao Feng replied.
"Oh! No wonder I haven't seen you."
Yan Haiyue nodded and smiled: "You became a professor at such a young age. You are really envious of others."
This sentence is ambiguous, I don't know whether it is a compliment or a disparagement.
"Hehe... money can make all the difference."
Xiao Feng told the truth.
Yan Haiyue said seriously: "Let me remind you, this Luo Zhongbao is quite naughty."
"Because my family is rich and powerful, many teachers have been made difficult by him, even me, the instructor, is no exception."
"Oh...thank you!"
Xiao Feng smiled flatly.
If he can't take care of even one student, then he might as well go home and farm.
Soon, the two came to the lecture theater.
But as soon as they entered the door, a boy suddenly jumped out from the side and stood directly in front of the two of them.
I saw him holding a bouquet of purple roses in his hand, with a wicked smile on his face.
This kid is a bit ruffian and handsome, and he looks like the kind of thorn in the side of the school.
"Teacher Yan, this is for you."
Yan Haiyue's face darkened: "Luo Zhongbao, what are you doing? I'm your instructor."
"Of course I know!"
Luo Zhongbao grinned: "Who stipulates that students cannot pursue mentors? We are all college students, and we are free to love."
This guy is right. There are many teachers and students falling in love in universities today, and it has long been a strange thing.
Although Yan Haiyue is not a first-rate beauty, she is very temperamental, and her tall figure makes her even more feminine.
She softened her tone: "I don't like you, and it's impossible for the two of us to be together. Do you understand?"
"Oh! Can feelings be cultivated slowly?"
"Dear Teacher Yan, let's try dating for a month. Can you give us a chance?"
"Dear students, do you think this is correct?"
Luo Zhongbao turned around and shouted, and the whole class immediately started making noises.
"That's right, Teacher Yan, just accept it."
"Brother Bao is so infatuated with you, can you bear to hurt an innocent little boy?"
"Hahaha…"
The entire lecture theater was filled with laughter. Yan Haiyue bit her lip and her hands were shaking with anger.
"Okay, please just calm down for a while."
Suddenly, Xiao Feng shouted loudly, causing the classroom to buzz, and the noisy crowd gradually calmed down.
"Damn it! Who are you? You dare to give orders in our class?"
Luo Zhongbao looked at him with raised eyebrows.
"Luo Zhongbao, please show me some respect."
"This is your new teacher, Professor Xiao Fengxiao."
Yan Haiyue said coldly.
"Ah? He's a professor?"
Luo Zhongbao laughed and said: "Did our dean drink fake wine? This guy is worthy of being a professor? He is more like a beast."
"Hahaha…"
The whole class burst into laughter again, and some even slapped the table.
Young, frivolous and uninhibited.
Every school has such students, and prestigious schools are no exception.
Xiao Feng was not angry either, his face was calm and calm.
"So you are Luo Zhongbao?"
"That's right! What's wrong? You still want to hit me?"
Luo Zhongbao tilted his head, his face full of disdain.
"Huh? Are you quite arrogant?"
Xiao Feng smiled.
"I can't help it. I've had this temper since I was a child. You should get used to it slowly."
Luo Zhongbao laughed coldly.
"Okay, I'll get used to it."
Xiao Feng nodded and smiled: "You should go back first, you have to go to class."
"Why are you so anxious in class? I haven't finished speaking yet."
"Teacher Yan, I really like you."
"If you don't accept this bouquet of flowers, then help me identify the antiques."
Luo Zhongbao looked bold and arrogant, and could not refute.
"Luo Zhongbao, don't go too far."
Yan Haiyue is just an instructor and does not understand appraisal at all.
"Then will you accept it or not?"
Luo Zhongbao raised his eyebrows and smiled.
Just when she was in a dilemma, Xiao Feng grabbed the flowers and said with a smile: "I accepted it for Teacher Yan, thank you."
"What?"
Luo Zhongbao was angry: "Who do you think you are? Do you need to take your place? A dog is meddling in other people's business."
Xiao Feng took out his ears and walked to him in two steps.
"Boy, you have a bad temper and you need to change it."
"Otherwise, when you graduate, I'm afraid you will be severely beaten by society."
"Severe beating? Haha..."
Luo Zhongbao laughed wildly: "I have this temper, why don't you try to beat me up?"
Xiao Feng smiled ferociously, and his cold gaze made Luo Zhongbao feel chills running down his spine.
"Okay, aren't you a professor?"
"Let me see how capable you are, bring me my vase."
Luo Zhongbao waved, and a boy placed the vase on the podium, looked at Xiao Feng with sympathetic eyes, and shook his head helplessly.
"Teacher Xiao, this is the Yuan blue and white flower that I want to donate to the museum. Please identify it."
"Okay, that's what I meant."
Xiao Feng walked to the podium, picked up the vase and glanced at it.
"How is it? Is it true or false?"
Luo Zhongbao asked with a smile.
"Oh, this Yuan Qinghua is a bit interesting..."
"Wait a moment!"
Before he could finish speaking, suddenly, Dean Wei Qingshu led the two teachers and hurried over.
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