Lu Yubai had been attending extra classes in the hall with Fu Zhi.

While he was looking at his phone, a message about killer Anmisu from the Equinox Flower case, who had been caught in Myanmar, popped up on the screen.

Lu Yubai's brother, Lu Yu'an, was one of the victims of the Equinox Flower case. He was in no mood to continue the class anymore, so he took the day off from school. When he went back to his house, Lu Yu'an had just finished his rehabilitation training.

Lu Yu'an was able to walk like a normal person for an hour after his professional training.

"The news from Myanmar should be true," Lu Yubai said. "The murderer will be brought to justice too. Do you want to go to Myanmar after all the dust settles? I will go with you."

Lu Yu'an shook his head. He had just taken a bath, and there were water droplets falling from his hair and landing on the carpet.

"Can I go see Sister Zhizhi?" His voice was low. "It's been so long since the last time she came to our house."

Lu Yubai's heart melted. "Zhizhi is leaving the country the day after tomorrow. I'll have the driver take you to the airport to see her off, okay?"

Lu Yu'an nodded. Then, he paused for a while before saying hesitantly, "Won't she be happy if I go to the airport to see her off?"

"She will," Lu Yubai answered. "You like Zhizhi very much?"

Perhaps Lu Yu'an had not expected him to ask this question. His face turned red as he said, "Can I? If Sister Zhizhi doesn't mind."

He seemed rather embarrassed but he still finished his sentence with determination. "I will like her forever and ever."

—

The next day, in No.1 High School in Yu City...

The rumors about Fu Zhi infuriating Hu Lei and the other professors not giving any classes to Class 21 died swiftly after Hu Lei returned to the hall.

However, a certain group of students from Class 1 and Class 2 still refused to give up on their attempt to disparage Fu Zhi. They said that sooner or later, all the professors would be infuriated by Fu Zhi's bad attitude and they might not give any extra classes to the students in No.1 High School in the future.

A big number of students supported this post, so it stayed in the forum for a long while.

A few students from Class 21 joined in the fray and argued with the people in the forum below the post. However, after realizing their intention, they soon stopped, as they did not want to further exacerbate the situation.

That said, it did not mean that they were no longer outraged by the post. When they were on their way to school in the morning, they gathered up and discussed the post.

"Even if Mr. Ouyang invited the professors, they chose us to attend the extra classes. Fu Zhi loves money so much that there's no way she would use money to bribe our principal."

"Class 1 and Class 2 must be behind this, and the fact that the moderator of the forum didn't delete the post indicates that many students are supporting Class 1 and Class 2."

"I heard that Xiang Yusheng and his group are going to look for Professor He this afternoon to ask him to cancel our classes. I'm really worried that they might discredit Sister Zhi in front of Professor He and make him feel dissatisfied with her."

"How good it would be if Sister Zhi had invited Professor He and his team. That way, those sourpusses would not be able to say anything."

While they felt good about the fact that the professors were willing to give them extra classes, Class 1 and Class 2's persistence was driving them crazy.

They were really worried that the group of professors might believe Class 1 and Class 2's bullsh*t and canceled their classes.

The first class in the morning was He Ming's Physics class.

Fu Zhi came early this time, but she took out her pillow and took a nap in the classroom.

He Ming figured that she must have stayed up all night playing her game again. As he was waiting for the students to jot down the things written on the blackboard, he looked at the students in the last row.

The surroundings in the hall were different from the classroom. There were no air-conditioners there, and the windows and doors were wide open. The weather in Yu City was bone-chilling, and the reason the school had chosen to hold the extra classes in the hall was to prevent the students from falling asleep.

However, they were risking catching a cold easily.

Even though his master was fit as a fiddle, he figured that it must be uncomfortable sleeping on the table.

He Ming lowered his voice, and his black trench coat fluttered in the air.

The students noticed He Ming's gaze and their hearts skipped a beat. They all turned their heads back, and their hearts leaped into their throats when they saw Fu Zhi sleeping again.

Song Fang, who was sitting the closest to Fu Zhi, cleared his throat in an attempt to wake Fu Zhi up. However, when he did not receive a response from Fu Zhi, he went closer to her and jabbed her waist with his elbow.

Well, that did wake Fu Zhi up, but it nearly killed her as well.

She jerked her head up from her pillow. Her eyes were vacant as she turned to Song Fang and asked, "Huh? What's the matter?"

'Huh? What's the matter? Can't you see that He Ming is staring at you?' Song Fang thought, feeling exasperated. He lowered his head and reminded her, "He Ming is looking at you! Stop sleeping during the class!"

After all, who was He Ming? He was the former vice-chancellor of Tsinghua University, the top Physics professor in their country. He had contributed plenty to Physics. He did not have a wife or any kids and he had a bad temper.

Wasn't sleeping in his class akin to having a death wish?

Song Fang shook his head. "Do you know how cold it is outside? Do you know how heartbroken I would be if he asked you to stand outside the hall? Anyway, just stay focused on the class. I will buy you a packet of milk later, okay?"

While he was persuading Fu Zhi, He Ming, who was standing on the stage, was infuriated. He fixed his eyes on Song Fang and said, "The boy sitting on Fu Zhi's left, get out of the hall. You don't have to come to any of my classes in the future."

Song Fang was stunned.

'Wait, what? The person sleeping in class is Fu Zhi! I was just waking her up for you so that she could listen to your class. How can you do that to me? Are all older people as unreasonable as you?'

Song Fang's head was filled with a myriad of questions.

He slowly got to his feet. He did not dare question him or talk back to He Ming, so he turned around and walked toward the exit.

The bone-chilling wind whistled through the hall, and it was only then that Fu Zhi regained her senses. She grabbed Song Fang's wrist and said, "It's okay. Just sit down and listen to the class. I'm going back to sleep."

Song Fang was speechless.

He wanted to close her mouth, but it was already too late. On that sunny morning, Fu Zhi once again offended a professor, and Song Fang could imagine what the other students would say in the forum.

His knee went weak, and he tried to defend Fu Zhi. "Professor, I will give you three excuses: sleepwalking, high fever, and epilepsy. Can you pick one and forgive her?"

"Pfft—" Wang Yu could not help chuckling, causing the fat student beside him to slap him.

As everyone was waiting with bated breath, He Ming glanced at Song Fang and said, "Sit back down. Pay attention to the class and stop harassing girls."

Song Fang was stunned.

'Well, I'm thankful that you're letting me stay here, but when did I harass any girls?'

Song Fang sat back in his seat blankly.

On the stage, He Ming glanced at Fu Zhi multiple times. He tried to hold himself back, but to no avail. In the end, he walked down the stage and draped his coat over Fu Zhi's body.

The crowd of students was dumbfounded, as they did not know what He Ming was doing.

"Maybe he sees her as his daughter?"

"Nah, I was sleeping as well. Why didn't he give me his coat?"

"Maybe you're ugly."

"Why, it seems to me that he's very concerned about Fu Zhi's wellbeing. Are all professors from the capital like this? He doesn't feel angry at all when his students sleep during his class?"

The sound of discussions was getting louder and louder, and the students in the hall were confused.

Zhou Zihuai suddenly froze.

He looked at Professor He and then at Fu Zhi.

He pulled a piece of paper out and wrote the words "Fu Zhi", "FZ", "Sheng Hua", "medical industry", and "He Ming" on it.

He felt that he had figured something out, but he was not very sure about it.

This was the second time He Ming had come to No.1 High School this year. Was it really a coincidence, or was it because of Ouyang Feng?

There were also Fu Zhi's biological parents. Zhou Zihuai had no idea why but he had a hunch that the two of them might not have been just two ordinary researchers in the research institute.

—

The fourth class of Class 21 was Chen Xin's language class.

Unlike He Min's class, Chen Xin's language class required the students to memorize a lot of things.

He had already compiled everything they needed to know in advance, so the class ended 20 minutes earlier.

When Fu Zhi walked out of No.1 High School, Chen Xin was waiting for her by the roadside in his Santana.

"He Min has booked a private room in a hot pot restaurant," Chen Xin said as he stepped on the accelerator. "Should we go buy some milk tea first?"

"Okay."

—

"Someone said they saw Professor He go into a hot pot restaurant near the school!" Xiang Yusheng was having a meeting with other students after their classes ended, and they felt pumped up after learning about He Ming's whereabouts.

"But there are so many of us here. What should we say to Professor He? Why don't we divide the work first?" the class monitor of Class 3 suggested.

"Girls, you just need to cry for all you're worth to express your desire for knowledge. As for the boys, we just need to tell Professor He that Fu Zhi chose Class 19 and Class 20 to attend the extra classes randomly. In short, we just need to make him see that we're better than Fu Zhi!"

"Our main goal is to attend Professor He's Class. We have to make him realize that Fu Zhi doesn't deserve to attend his class!"

"We have to tell him that Fu Zhi always sleeps during the class and she's a bully! She's the one leading the entire Class 21 astray, and there's no point in giving extra classes to a bunch of scum!"

Everyone looked at each other, and they were all very excited. Those who had come were the best students from each class, but of course, there were a few classes that hadn't sent anyone.

They were just too lazy to fight for this. After all, giving the extra classes to Class 21 was something the group of professors had decided themselves. There was nothing they could do, and it was better for them to use this time to work harder on their studies.

However, the students of Classes 1, 2, and 3 couldn't see this.

"I heard that Fu Zhi fell asleep again during Professor He's class this morning!"

"A leopard never changes its spots. This is just the beginning. I don't believe these professors, who are not related to her, can still put up with her."

"Yes, we are the best students in the school, so we have to make this plan succeed no matter what, as this is related to our future!"

"Fu Zhi and Ye Jiu have bet 1.6 million yuan on their class. In any case, we have to make Professor He change his mind to get our money back!"

"Yeah!"

They all kept talking for 10 minutes straight as they walked down the road. When they arrived at the hot pot restaurant, one of them shouted, "Look! Isn't that Fu Zhi behind the window?"

"Huh?"

They all looked in that direction. The person sitting in front of He Ming was none other than Fu Zhi.

Xiang Yusheng then hissed angrily, "There is a whistleblower amongst us! Who the hell leaked the news? Why is Fu Zhi in the hot pot restaurant?!"

"It was not me!"

"Don't look at me."

"Why is she eating with He Ming and the others? I thought they didn't like her?"

"She argued with Hu Lei yesterday and slept in class this morning. I heard from my parents that Professor He hates people who are not dedicated to academic research the most, so how can he tolerate Fu Zhi?"

Then, they saw Qian Man, who was sitting next to He Ming, pass the grilled skewers to Fu Zhi. If any of them knew how to read lips, they would be very surprised, as Qian Man was calling Fu Zhi his "master".

Fu Zhi's stomach was full. The waiter came to collect the money, and He Ming paid the bill. Throughout the entire process, he had been talking to Fu Zhi.

As they watched the scene, their hearts pumped even faster in their chests and none of them dared to take a step forward.

"Did Fu Zhi meet He Ming a long time ago?"

"That's impossible! If they knew each other, why would He Ming come to No.1 High School to pick his disciple? He could have just chosen Fu Zhi!"

The rest of the students nodded in assent.

"So, are we still going to talk to Professor He?"

"Yes! But let's wait for Fu Zhi to leave first."

More and more students were coming out of the school to have lunch.

Fu Zhi got to her feet, and they saw He Ming carry her school bag for her. His movements were so smooth and fluid that it seemed as if he had done this a lot of times.

Fu Zhi was walking ahead. She was holding a cup of milk tea while looking at her phone.

Qian Man and Chen Xin were walking beside her. They wanted to tell her that it was not good to play with her phone while she was walking, but they were worried about upsetting her. They looked as nervous as if they were escorting a million dollars.

The group of students was stunned, as they felt that something was not right with this group of professors.

One of them was carrying her bag, while the other two were escorting her as if she was someone very important to them.

Qian Man opened the door, and Chen Xin led Fu Zhi into the car, their movements as fluid as if they had been doing this for a long time.

Xiang Yusheng and his group only came around to their senses after the car disappeared from their line of sight. They had not had the chance to discredit Fu Zhi in front of the professors and they were wondering if there was a possibility Fu Zhi had put a curse on them.