Chapter 771: Sir, he has mind reading skills (34)

Qin listened: "...My sister is fierce."
The boy raised his hand to hold his delicate and cute face, opened his eyes wide and stared at the girl in front of him, unable to convince him: "Twist my brain out? Sister, are you willing to never see a beautiful boy like me again? ?"
Fu Yue: "I can't wait."
The big guy is a big guy with no emotions.
Qin Ting: "..."
There are countless slap-up girls, but after all, they still hit the iron plate.
Qin listened: "Is my sister single?"
Fu Yue: "Divorced, with three children."
Qin listened: "...Sister really loves to tell jokes."
Fu Yue: "Yeah."
Qin Ting: "..."
Because Qin Ting hadn't started class yet, Qin Ting had been verbally harassing Fu Yue, with a few harassments from time to time, and after being assaulted, he retracted his paw angrily like a cat.
Qin Ting looked at Fu Yue's profile.
Thoughts gradually drifted away.
how to say?
Although this girl is very beautiful, she is not the most beautiful one he has ever seen, and she is indifferent to him. Why does his dignified nightclub little prince miss her? ? ?
Finally, Qin heard a conclusion.
Human nature is low.
Love what you can't get.
...
during the class.
Fu Yue suddenly felt that her arm was being poked, she turned her eyes slightly in confusion, and saw a certain beautiful teenager next to her staring at her with a smile, with bright eyes.
She just looked at the other side tremblingly and handed a small note over and was caught between two slender and white fingers.
"..."
Seeing that Fu Yue hadn't accepted it, this person shook this little note.
The gangster ignored him.
He looked at the PPT without changing his face, and then took a few more lines of notes, without feeling that his actions were inappropriate.
Qin Ting: "..."
The teenager pursed his lips.
Throw the little note in his hand on Fu Yue's notebook.
Fu Yue paused with the pen in his hand, and the tip of the pen made a trace on the notebook.
Before she had time to throw away the little note, it was picked up by a hand stretched out nearby.
Fu Yue: "???"
She raised her eyes and saw the professor staring at her with a solemn face.
"..."
Professor, do you believe me if I said I don’t know him?
The classroom was silent for a moment.
The students were all looking at Fu Yue and Qin Ting, their eyes burning. Someone's eyes flashed through gloating misfortune, and most of the people's eyes flashed the light of eating melons.
The professor snorted coldly.
"What are you two doing? Can't you talk about love after class? I have to talk in my class, the old man. Are you looking for excitement?!"
Everyone chuckles and laughs.
Fu Yue: "..."
She was wronged.
Qin seemed to be used to this kind of scene, his face was not changing and his heart beat, and he could even stare at the professor in front of him with a smile.
Fu Yue: "Professor, if I say I don't know him, do you believe it or not?"
Professor: "Are you blind?"
Qin Ting: "That's it."
Fu Yue: "..."
When Qin heard these words, the students all laughed crazy.
The professor standing there couldn't help but smile, but he quickly got up his face, pressed his lips to a light cough, and then gave Qin a look.
The professor squeezed the small note in his hand and opened it slowly. He glanced at what was written on it, and his gaze paused for two seconds.
As if not believing in his own eyes, the professor held on to the reading glasses he was wearing, and his expression was a little hard to express.
Someone could not help but booze.
"Professor, what did he write on the note! Read it out and listen!"