He Shu Twilight [Entertainment]

Chapter 47

At 25:[-], He Shu officially started class. The topic was on the PPT. A few simple words were enough to make everyone's eyes widen. "Proof of Charles De's Theorem".

"In this class, I'm going to talk about the process of proving Charles's theorem. There's no time to procrastinate." Then he glanced at He Twilight in a very natural way, the corners of his mouth curled up unconsciously, and added, "Don't worry , I will finish class on time." The voice was lower and softer than before, which made the girls behind feel their heart beat faster.

The students in the Department of Mathematics really don’t know that He Shu will speak such a big deal, but because most of the students in this department come to listen to He Shu’s class, the teachers who should be attending the class at the same time know that there are not enough people without roll call, and some students even go to In order to find out that my teacher was not there, I went to He Shu's class, so the mathematics department did not have any other classes for a few hours, and many students and teachers would come to attend.

Looking at it today, I really did nothing wrong!Does Heshu have a special explanation for the proof process?No!They are number one!

Knowing that this is not the first time that He Shu explained it like this, classmate He Twilight did not speak. Compared with any mathematical theorems, He Shu himself needs to be more attractive to him——

His slender and beautiful legs, his waist line wrapped properly by a suit, his knuckle fingers holding chalk, the rolling Adam's apple on his white neck, he opens and closes to reveal all kinds of obscure proprietary The noun’s lips, his straighter nose bridge because of the light, his colder eyebrows and eyes because of the silver-rimmed glasses, his hair dyed golden by the sunlight coming in through the window...all of these are It is very beautiful, and because of the number of reasons, it is even more beautiful in his heart. It is not enough to look away for a lifetime.

He Xiao was really startled by He Muguang's idiotic eyes. This master has been loose and outspoken since he was a child. He doesn't look like a junior in front of his elders, and he doesn't look like an elder in front of his juniors. How can he treat people like this? Have you ever focused, but dare not let go?He Xiao knew about the things in He Twilight's family, and he knew how easy it would be for people to appear vulnerable to reveal their true feelings.He had new worries. He asked himself, what would happen to He Twilight if He Shu and He Twilight were separated, or if something happened to him?He didn't realize that he didn't dare to think.

"Brother," he whispered, "restrain a little bit."

"It's okay." He Muguang didn't even put his eyes on his cousin, "I can't tell through the glasses."

He Xiao was speechless.He didn't think that He Shu looked this way so often that he didn't seem to be able to see it, and every time he took him with him, he would shudder, or it could only prove that the two of them were "Lang Youqing concubine" and took him by the way. What kind of fun is there for couples.He Xiao looked back at the past of being cheated to death by He Muguang, and felt that it was not impossible.

He Muguang may have sensed the violent psychological fluctuations of the people around him, and was finally willing to give some attention to him. He glanced at the other party's white notebook and said, "He Xiao, why don't you take notes?"

"...I'm a history student, what notes should I make?" He Xiao felt tired, or did he want to define the future in the history of mathematics, the problem is that people don't want it?He fixed his eyes on the other party's equally spotless notebook, "Didn't you take notes?"

"We are different." He Muguang grinned contentedly, showing his white teeth, and said what he wanted to say, "I want to hear it, when can't I?"

He Xiao: "..." Fuck, this person came here to force him to eat dog food, does he have some ambition?He still wants to be a good boy in the new era!

He Shu raised his hand and glanced at his watch. There were still 10 minutes before the end of class. He quickly finished writing the last five steps. After writing all four blackboards without including the most specific steps, he succeeded at the moment of ringing the bell. He picked up the book and walked out of the classroom, so quickly that no one had time to say "goodbye, professor" or express his retention.

He Twilight's phone rang, and there was a text message, "I'll be waiting for you in the car."

He Muguang's eyes immediately became brighter, and he smiled brightly at He Xiao, "Okay, I'm leaving, I'm going to find my dear!"

He Xiao bid farewell to the other party numbly, feeling that her life can be regarded as a twists and turns.

He Muguang lowered his head and lowered his hat while walking in a low-key manner. When he saw the small black broken car he owned many years ago, he rushed over to open the door, and said to He Shu with a sweet and greasy voice, "My dear." .”

He Shu was on the phone at the time, raised his eyes and retracted after hearing this, and said to the person on the other end of the phone, "Mom, okay, I'll hang up first." He completely ignored Ms. Yue Cuiwei's surprise on the other side.

He Muguang was also a little confused, feeling something was wrong, "Aunt Yue just now...didn't you hear it?"

"It's okay." He Shu said, "She is old, so she probably didn't hear it."

"Oh." He Twilight nodded, and very self-rationalized in approving He Shu's words.

"Did you listen carefully to class today?"

He Shu asked while fastening his seat belt. "It's great, I found that I like the way you speak professionally the most." That kind of focused charm that is not proud but enough to gather all the light on it made him unable to move his eyes away.

But He Shu's focus is obviously not on this, "Favorite?"

He Shu leaned over and kissed the other person's cheek, "I like every moment the most."

Let us push the time forward for a few minutes, and project the space from Pingjing to Yuecheng.Ms. Yue Cuiwei was hung up by her son, she was in a trance, and her mind was always surrounded by the sticky and sweet "dear" that was about to melt into people's hearts.

Didn't He Shu just say that he just finished class?Does the taste of mixing oil with honey look like it just finished class!Wait...that's not the point.

Yue Cuiwei tried her best to break her thoughts.The point is, her kid is actually in love!Yue Cuiwei and He Tingfeng also watched that issue of "Dialogue", and also heard He Shu admit that he has a deep love, but in that state, it seems that he did not agree, otherwise he would just say that he has a lover. what.

Now it is like this, it must be caught up.Yue Cuiwei refrained from asking about her son's relationship status before, she and He Tingfeng are both intellectuals, they know how to deal with grown-up children, besides, they are also people with ideas.Neither love nor marriage should interfere, even if you are in love and you don’t get married, it doesn’t matter.

After thinking seriously, Yue Cuiwei picked up the phone and called He Tingfeng, and softly called "Dear" into the microphone.

He Tingfeng: "...Cuiwei, I really didn't hide any money."

Yue Cuiwei really did not expect such a surprise, "Oh, where is it hidden?"

He Tingfeng: "..."

The weather in Yuecheng is always good, clean and bright, unlike in Pingjing, where a temperature inversion layer is easy to form in the dry season, and the smog is coming.But the joys and sorrows of scenery are often in people, so what is better and better can only be said as an unknowable.

When the two arrived home, He Muguang received a message from Zhang Sheng, asking him to hold a live broadcast to chat with fans while he was free. Since he started filming "Intheend", he posted fewer and fewer comments on Weibo. Not even once.The fans who were originally full of love felt that they lacked love.

He Muguang thought so too, although he was going to play some teacher-student romance with Professor He in a suit and leather shoes, but after all, it was only four o'clock to five o'clock, and it was okay to continue at night.

He raised his face and said to He Shu who was going to cook, "Mr. He, I will start a live broadcast in 10 minutes. Would you like to show your face in the mirror?" Sooner or later, he will make it public with He Shu. Some contacts can make more people get used to it, and some resistance can be reduced.

He Shu naturally understood what he meant and nodded.

Three or ten minutes later, He Muguang started the live broadcast as scheduled, and greeted the fans, "Hi everyone, I'm He Muguang. I don't have any new talents, so today is just chatting."

In fact, to be honest, the talents he prepared in the past were all weird and can be painted in a unique style-playing live games, He Twilight played Tetris and Super Mario; cooking live, made a bowl of instant noodles and added a stick Ham sausage; live playing the guitar, sang half of it and said I was tired, took another mobile phone to play the second half... Anyway, it has refreshed and challenged the bottom line of fans countless times.

The barrage scrolled quickly, and He Muguang answered tentatively, "Well, I'm not on the set. I haven't played in the past two days. I'm in Pingjing now."

"Yes, it's not where I live. Your eyes are really good. I'm at a friend's house now," He Muguang said with a smile, and the sweet fans couldn't stand it, "Want to see my friend? Yes, But you have to be prepared, he is the most handsome person in my heart."

After hearing this, the fans who could guess had disappeared to zero in an instant.After all, He Twilight thinks he is the most handsome in any public answer.

He Muguang got up and walked aside with his mobile phone, and then went to take a picture of He Shu who was cooking.From his point of view, he can only see his back, but he can't hold back. He has a good figure, a thin waist and long legs.

He Muguang asked with a smile: "Mr. He, can we eat?"

"Yes. It will be ready soon." The man responded and turned around, "Just cover it again."

The fans were even more happy, and started swiping the screen——

"I'm going blind, how many gods are cooking in white shirts!"

"My God, the voice is so gentle!"

"Hehe Erxian's spring, I'm going to cry!"

……

He Muguang approached and put his hand on the opponent's shoulder, "Come on, what number, say hello to my fans."

The corners of He Shu's mouth curled up, his facial features were much softer than in the pictures on TV because of the place he was in and the people around him. "Hello, what's my name?" He paused at this point, looking at He Muguang, "Do you want to say anything else?"

"No need." He Muguang patted him on the shoulder, "I've already told them that we'll eat our food later, it doesn't matter if they drive it."

Fan: "..." May I ask Mr. He, who did you talk to?Why don't we know!

I heard it was true