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Chapter 12 Reunion at the Scholarly Time 2

Hua Feng was running out of breath. Before he could stop, he hurriedly explained to Director Hua: "Professor Bian, this is my uncle. He is what I told you last time." He was just thinking too boringly upstairs.

I was about to find a book to read when I suddenly saw my uncle's look through the window and knew something was wrong. I didn't expect that the professor was coming.

When Bian Lingxi saw that it was his student, his expression became much better, but he still paused before speaking.

"I won't do it next time." After saying that, Bian Lingxi took the senior who just went upstairs directly. Before leaving, he left a message: "No one is allowed to go to the third floor!"

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Damn it, are all the professors at Teikyo University so young? The key is that this private library belongs to someone else! The capitalists are really inhumane! The little shrimps in the audience began to groan inhumanely, complaining about the injustice of God.

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Director Hua: "Xiao Feng, that was your professor, why didn't you tell me earlier?"

Hua Feng: "I didn't expect that uncle, you don't even know our professor."

"Uncle, you really have no eyesight!" Hua Feng said carelessly, but he didn't say anything more.

Yan Shu stood downstairs without saying anything. His eyes hidden behind his brown sunglasses followed the woman who went upstairs, and he swallowed his saliva.

After not seeing each other for a few days, she seemed to be even more seduced. Why did the cheongsam get taller the longer it was worn?

There is a lounge with a good environment in the lobby on the first floor. It is surrounded by green plants. It looks like you are in a fantasy plant kingdom. You can sit here and read a book if you have nothing to do. You can also see the beauty of the yard through the floor-to-ceiling windows.

scenery.

Yan Shu closed her eyes and rested for a while before filming started, and the assistants did not dare to disturb her.

Yan Shu was in a daze, and the figure under the cherry blossom tree suddenly came to mind.

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"Master Yan, turn on the phone!" Hua Feng was a little ignorant.

"You kid, you don't go to class, but you come to the set every day to hang out. Do you want to be an actor in the future?"

"Brother, you guessed wrong. I came to the set to see how graceful Master Yan is!" The boy's mouth was quite sweet, and Yan Shu waved his hand.

"Brother, I'm sorry I bumped into you just now."

"It's okay, I'm not made of tofu. I'll break into pieces if I hit it."

"That's true."

Yan Shu: "..." What a shame, you just believe whatever I say? In an instant, Master Yan rolled his eyes countless times in his heart.

The two chatted casually for a few words, and Yan Shu excused himself by saying that he still wanted to read the script. He wanted to send Hua Feng away, but he didn't seem to understand. He remained motionless, with a look in his eyes.

It means to examine.

"Brother, you've got the script wrong!" Hua Feng had been staring at Yan Shu for a long time. He didn't want to expose it, so he clutched his stomach and laughed to death. Unable to hold it in any longer, Hua Feng fell down laughing on the wool carpet next to him.

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"Ahem." Yan Shu had a cold face and calmly changed the direction of the script. He glanced at the smiling assistant a few more times, turned around and kicked Hua Feng, "Shut up."

"Brother, you are really different from the rumors outside."

Yan Shu is a man who has received high praise from all actors in the entertainment industry. He is recognized as a charming man with acting skills and strength.

Although he is usually chased by thousands of girls who call him husband or male god, in fact, he is just a tease behind his back.

"Brother, are you put off by the beauty of our professor?" Hua Feng hit the nail on the head, but Yan Shu was stunned, with an extremely unnatural look on his face, and pushed up his sunglasses.

"Brother, you don't know that our professor has many suitors. If you want to pursue him, you have to queue up." Hua Feng pretended not to care and peeled an orange. He ate it deliciously.

Seemingly wandering between the third floor and Master Yan.

In fact, he could tell at Professor Bian's house that day that Brother Yan was interested in Professor Bian, so he dragged Ling Xing to the house next door.

Yan Shu was embarrassed to mention his secret love history, so he raised his handsome eyebrows and joked, "Isn't it just a woman? What's the big deal."

When Yan Shu said this, he still clasped his hands in his heart and prayed silently: Amitabha, please don't let your future wife hear you. I still want to save face outside.

Hua Feng rolled his eyes at Yan Shu in his heart: He's just a stubborn duck with a tough mouth. What's the big deal? Let's see how I can pry open your bad mouth!

"Brother, don't you know Professor Bian's brilliant resume?"

Then Hua Feng crossed his legs again and picked up an apple from the coffee table. Without washing it, he just wiped it and ate it. After taking two bites, he pretended to introduce Bian Lingxi.

"Speaking of our professor, he is the youngest associate professor at Teikyo University. He is a golden flower in the domestic education field. Roses are not as beautiful as her, and peonies are not as gorgeous as her!"

"Wow, so awesome!" Sun Le's hand holding the notebook couldn't stop shaking. Such a sassy woman must be so handsome!

It's a pity that his boss has been interested in him for a long time.

Sun Le really felt that it was a pity that she was too much!

"This is just scratching the surface. Our Professor Bian is still the most popular female writer selected by readers online in the past four years. The original author of the drama that your master Yan is currently filming is our Professor Bian!" Hua Feng said in Yan Shu's ear

He snapped his fingers and looked arrogant, as if the person he was talking about was himself, "Of course, only I know that our professor is a best-selling author!"

It was a coincidence that he saw Professor Bian's Weibo account in the office, and he only found out about it later thanks to his dear girlfriend.

Yan Shu's hand holding the script clenched inadvertently.

Does everyone know how good she is? Why are they jealous?

But he only knows one truth now, and that is -

If Hua Feng were an ant, he would have pinched him to death countless times.

After a while, "I know!" Yan Shu's tone was neither slow nor urgent, and Hua Feng was really confused.

Got it, then?

Hua Feng was confused now. Could it be that I didn't describe the professor well enough?

Just when Hua Feng was puzzled, Bian Lingxi came downstairs with the senior who just now was holding something in his hand. It looked quite heavy, and his face was covered with a thick layer.

Thick red velvet.

"Hua Feng, come here."

"Professor Bian, what's the matter?"

"Since you borrowed the library from the library, you will be responsible for the cleanliness after finishing. Remember not to ask for cleaning!" After saying that, Bian Lingxi looked at Yan Shu slightly, nodded, and said hello, and then

She walked out of the private library with the middle-aged man and disappeared into the eyes of Yan Shu who followed her secretly at any time.

"I'm dead! The third floor, it's over, it's over!"

"Why don't you just clean up? What's so scary!" Yan Shen glanced at him and raised his lips disdainfully.

"Brother, Professor Bian has mysophobia..." Hua Feng gave Yan Shu a "you know what" look, feeling helpless.

"I...┄┄·"

Want to help me clean? Hua Feng was about to stand up and say thank you, but unexpectedly, Yan Shu's next words were, 'Come on for you!'

····Suddenly, Huafeng was like a deflated rubber ball, sluggish and lifeless.

Yan Shu couldn't help but laugh when he saw him struggling. He lightly kicked him and said silently: "Get up, I'll ask Sun Le to help you."

"Really?" Hua Feng felt that the Yan Shu in front of him looked nothing like himself, and he was a little doubtful, "Brother Yan, please don't lie to me."

"As long as you obey."
Chapter completed!
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