Chapter 697: Chapter 698: Don’t Say You Know Me
A single sentence by Shutong instantly awakened Fu Yunhe, who had been still like a statue. He immediately opened his eyes and turned his head towards the direction of the voice.
Shutong!
Is this the surprise she was talking about?
Fu Yunhe’s heart uncontrollably thudded, all his calm and composure vanished, and he felt so elated he wanted to fly.
Shutong had come to the school, and now they were again in the same place, which meant more time together.
As for whether Shutong was a teacher, Fu Yunhe did not care, nor was he surprised.
Someone like her, achieving anything seemed only natural; it wasn’t a matter of if she could, but if she wanted to.
A single sentence from Shutong made everyone turn towards the source of the voice.
A figure stepped out from the shadows.
Huh? Was there someone there just now?
This question lingered in everyone’s mind; the area had been empty, and yet, two people had appeared seemingly out of thin air.
Shutong walked ahead with a measured stride, with Qing about a meter behind her, slightly leaning forward, his head a bit lowered, following Shutong with due respect and proper decorum.
He did this for two reasons; one was to show everyone Shutong’s unique status, and the second was to signal to Fu Yunhe that he had no ulterior motives—there was no misunderstanding.
Watching this, Fu Yunhe initially felt a bit uncomfortable—not that he mistrusted Shutong, but simply because he disliked seeing her with another man.
But seeing Qing’s demeanor, and recognizing that it was indeed Qing, he grasped Qing’s intention and understood what Shutong intended.
Shutong was essentially planning to take Qing as an apprentice.
Doesn’t that make me the husband of the master? What should I be called then?
Fu Yunhe was never petty or unreasonable. So, he quickly adjusted his feelings, his eyes intensely fixated on Shutong.
Shutong obviously felt everyone’s focus, let alone those burning eyes.
However, she telepathically sent a message to Fu Yunhe, saying one thing,
"Subdue your gaze, and for now, don’t acknowledge knowing me. At this moment, we are merely in a teacher-student relationship, got it?"
A smile crept over Fu Yunhe’s lips, and as he looked back at Shutong, he nodded almost imperceptibly.
Why did his heart feel even warmer?
Was it the thrill of a clandestine romance?
Fu Yunhe felt he should stop thinking; the more he thought, the hotter he became, as if his whole heart was on fire.
By then, Shutong had reached the edge of the fire circle. Yet the flames, as if sentient, cleared a path for her, extinguishing themselves where she passed, in two directions, fading gradually.
The searing heat finally began to subside.
Students from the outer ring tried to step closer again, but as they reached where the flames had just been extinguished, a transparent barrier halted them, unable to move past it.
"Today’s class is over. Students outside the fire circle, don’t come next time, you’ve been eliminated."
"No need to ask why. My classroom has only one voice, and that’s mine."
"The only thing you need to do is obey. Anyone who can’t accept this may leave now."
With a few sentences from Shutong, the students inside and outside the circle were certainly discontented, each one priding themselves as a prodigy, now faced with such a teacher for the first time, feeling somewhat rebellious inside, especially since the teacher looked so young.
Most importantly, they did not even know what they were supposed to learn, and it was their first time hearing about elimination in a class.
However, despite the internal dissatisfaction, no one within the circle left.
Everyone isn’t a fool - the professors, the principal, and the directors are all standing outside, so who dares to leave?
"Alright, let me explain the format of this course, which is that I will teach however I want, and every lecture will be on an elimination basis, so please be prepared."
"The person beside me is my teaching assistant, Lian Qing. If you need anything, talk to him and don’t bother me."
"Today’s lecture is now over, class dismissed."
Nian Shutong, with hands clasped behind his back, walked away.
Lian Qing stood at the front, holding a handbook and said pretentiously, "The student who performed best just now is Fu Yunhe. Please step out and come with me."
Fu Yunhe stood at attention on the spot and loudly replied, "Yes!"
He ran forward and followed behind Lian Qing, prepared to leave.
Lian Qing also remembered to tell the students below, "You may leave now."
The students on the spot just stared at each other, full of dissatisfaction that, upon turning around and seeing Professor Zhou and the clearly pleased and expectant principal, was forcibly suppressed.
"Hello Principal, hello Professor Zhou, hello Directors, hello Vice-Principal."
"Hello everyone, you can leave now. Go to your other classes."
The principal, who was standing outside, and Professor Zhou just said goodbye, without any comment or advice for the students regarding Nian Shutong’s teaching method.
Whether they could finish this journey or not was now up to the students themselves.
A confusing Alchemy Class ended just like that, both those who were eliminated and those who weren’t, didn’t quite like or really respect the new teacher.
The name Nian Shutong started to circulate among the students - why was she so young?
Why did the school invite her to teach?
Why was the course on an elimination basis, and yet the school had said nothing in objection?
There were indeed some people who were very interested in the Alchemy Class, due to a batch of weapons that had appeared recently, but this person’s image didn’t look anything like that of the master.
Could it be that a disciple had been sent over?
Nian Shutong, who was temporarily considered to be a disciple of the Artifact Refining Master, was now looking at Fu Yunhe with a smiling face.
"Surprised, aren’t you?"
"Surprised."
The two were in Nian Shutong’s office, with Lian Qing standing outside the door, far away.
Fu Yunhe took off his hat and undid two disciplinary buttons, walking with a bit of a commanding air toward Nian Shutong.
Nian Shutong watched Fu Yunhe approach, wondering if he was going to embrace her waist, kiss her?
After all, that’s how it’s usually done in TV dramas, but speaking of which, Fu Yunhe did indeed look strikingly handsome in that outfit.
"I missed you so much."
A single "I missed you so much" made Nian Shutong feel her hand being grasped by Fu Yunhe across from her, and then... nothing more.
Nian Shutong looked at Fu Yunhe, holding her hand, unable to contain the emotions brimming in his eyes.
"I say Fu Yunhe, are you done?"
"Hmm?"
Fu Yunhe didn’t understand what Nian Shutong was asking. Done with what?
He just saw Nian Shutong shake her head, sigh, and step forward, single-handedly grabbed his collar, and fiercely pulled it down.
"Not passionate at all!"