What bad thoughts can a canary have?

Fu Shiyue looked at him leisurely, "You really need to clean up."

Lin Fei leaned over, not shying away from Akai's existence, and asked with anticipation, "How will Uncle Fu deal with me?"

Afterwards, Lin Fei's chin was pinched, forcing him to turn his face to look at each other, rubbing his warm fingertips under the jawbone, leisurely like teasing a cat.

"I'll sign you up for the Youth Robot Contest." Fu Shiyue said slowly, the anticipation on Lin Fei's face dissipated, and he stared at a pair of round deer eyes, as interesting as it could be.

"Uncle Fu, I thought..."

Fu Shiyue asked, "Why?"

Seeing the smile at the corner of his mouth, Lin Fei realized that he had been tricked, his lower jaw retracted, Fu Shiyueka's strength tightened, the soft flesh on his cheeks was pushed up, his eyes were deep and serious.

"pain."

Lin Fei let out a soft "hiss", and withdrew his fettered hand, covering his sore chin, and said coquettishly, "Uncle Fu hurt me."

Fu Shiyue patted the driver's seat, and Akai took out a bottle of ointment from the glove box. Fu Shiyue took it and looked at him with raised eyebrows, "It hurts more than your ankle?"

Lin Fei blinked pitifully.

"Shall I paint it for you, or do you paint it yourself?" Fu Shiyue asked lightly.

Akai looked at Lin Fei curiously through the rearview mirror, with worldly sarcasm in his eyes. At this innocent age, making good friends and uncles is really not something ordinary people can do. If you say that Lin Fei's performance is pure and unpretentious , he 1 do not believe it.

Lin Fei also glanced at him through the mirror, and the eye contact disappeared immediately, pointing to the driver's seat, "I want him to paint it for me."

Fu Shiyue glanced over, and Akai's scalp felt numb for a moment, and he said quickly, "Mr. Fu, I'm a rough man, I can't do this kind of caring work..."

Fu Shiyue looked away, unscrewed the lid of the medicine bottle, "Take off your shoes, I'll apply it for you."

Lin Fei untied the laces of his sneakers, raised his legs, and put them on Fu Shiyue's knees, with his toes facing three inches below his navel, calmly and generously.

Fu Shiyue held his slender ankle, pulled it forward an inch, and slowly rubbed the warm fingertips. It was slightly itchy, and a little indescribably ambiguous. Lin Fei exerted force involuntarily, and the muscles of his calf stretched straight.

"Relax."

"It's so itchy..."

Fu Shiyue measured the tiny pale blue blood vessels on the ankle, "How did you make it like this?"

Lin Fei leaned against the car door as if he had no bones, and explained what happened in the equipment room today in detail. This matter is beyond the scope of handling. If Uncle Fu can help, come forward and talk to the school and tell the physical education teacher Expulsion is the most ideal result.

Fu Shiyue frowned after listening, "Why didn't you tell me when you were at school?"

Lin Fei rubbed the bridge of his nose, put on his shoes and socks, "I'm afraid you'll be angry."

"You still know to be afraid?" Fu Shiyue's tone was not angry, but it sounded shocking, "Because I was afraid that I would be angry, so I chose to hide it. Have you ever thought about how you will end up if he calls the police and bites back?"

Lin Fei's father had never trained him like this before, and he hung his head, not convinced.

Fu Shiyue looked at the top of his head and slammed down each word, "The worst result will be expulsion from school and recorded in the file, which will affect your life's work and life."

Lin Fei raised his face, "If it was you, would you turn a blind eye?"

Fu Shiyue didn't answer this sharp question, his voice lowered a few degrees, "I don't think what you did was wrong. On the contrary, your bravery and kindness exceeded my expectations. It's just that I don't approve of the method you adopted. Violence can only be suppressed temporarily. problems, not solutions.”

"Uncle Fu."

It is rare to get the approval of the elders.

Lin Fei's nose was acidic, smelling the pure breath, surrounded by a solid sense of security, "Do you really think I'm doing the right thing?"

"There's nothing wrong with kindness." Fu Shiyue lowered his eyes, his eyes darkened, "It's just that kind people have bottom lines and principles, and this will become a weakness for bad people to take advantage of."

Lin Fei sighed deeply, "How can there be so many bad guys? It's impossible for everyone I meet to be bad guys, right?"

Fu Shiyue smiled slightly, and his tone returned to his usual gentle and delicate tone, "Aren't your classmate and this physical education teacher all bad people? I'm at your age, and I also believe that human nature is good. Unpredictable, so I don't want you to take the detour I have taken, do you understand?"

Lin Fei hummed obediently, "I see, in the future when encountering such a thing, I will tell Uncle Fu as soon as possible."

Fu Shiyue rubbed his hair, and said in a thought-provoking tone, "You said that, keep your promise."

The car was parked downstairs in a high-end hotel. When Lin Fei got out of the car, he casually threw his schoolbag to A Kai, his jaw raised, and his arrogance was obvious.

How old are you?

A dog meddles with a mouse.

The western restaurant on the top floor overlooks the night view of the entire Qiantang City. The dark fences separate the seats like birdcages. It is a typical American retro style, and the beautiful waiters shuttle among them. It is the first time for Lin Fei to come to such a tall restaurant and see the booths from a distance. One person is already seated.

A middle-aged man in his 40s, who also wears glasses with black frames, looks quite elegant, looks like a scholar, and smiles at Fu Shiyue.

Lin Fei stopped in his tracks and complained softly, "Uncle Fu wants another man to date me."

Fu Shiyue gently pushed his whimsical little head, "This is my friend, you want to participate in the math league, maybe he can help you."

"Ah? Is he a teacher?" Lin Fei asked curiously.

The man stood up and stretched out his hand towards Lin Fei, "Hello, my surname is Chen, just call me Professor Chen."

Lin Fei shook hands in a dignified manner, and did not dare to be rude to the professor, "Professor Chen, hello, my name is Lin Fei."

"I heard Mr. Fu talking about you." Professor Chen sat down, smiling and narrowing his eyes, "You took too many league exams last year..."

Fu Shiyue looked down at the menu and interrupted without looking up, "Lin Fei, Professor Chen teaches mathematics at the University of Pennsylvania, and is cooperating with Kerui on an algorithm improvement project."

Lin Fei became excited when he heard this, and saw Professor Chen's eyes shining with stars, "Professor Chen, you are really amazing. I know your university. I read it in a magazine before. Two of us Chinese have won the Fields Medal. One is a professor at your school, and this magazine is still on my bookshelf."

Professor Chen hesitated, and said modestly, "To be honest, it is me."

For several seconds, Lin Fei was so excited, like a fan meeting an idol, "I just shook hands with the winner of the Fields Medal. I won't wash my hands this week!"

Fu Shiyue laughed softly, "Professor Chen will stay in China for a few months, he is a restless person, you can ask him questions, it is a kind of pastime for him, Professor Chen, am I right?"

"Well, yes, I will spare a day for you every weekend." What else can Professor Chen say?Money can turn ghosts around, this truth will never be out of date.

The Fields Medal is equivalent to the Nobel of mathematics. Does the Nobel make up his homework?Lin Fei was flattered, "Professor Chen, I won't trouble you, will I?"

If I remember correctly, it was recorded in the magazine that this Professor Chen won the National League Championship at the age of 13, how can he kill a chicken with a sledgehammer?

Professor Chen smiled, and glanced at Fu Shiyue's calm expression, "No, what Mr. Fu said is that I am a restless person. It is a good thing that you can come and discuss issues with me."

Lin Fei is not stupid, Uncle Fu is really good at spending money on himself.

Professor Chen and Lin Fei made an appointment for their next meeting and left politely.

Lin Feishang was still in excitement, his ears were slightly red, and he filled several glasses with the fruit juice on the table, blowing rainbow farts, "Professor Chen is really amazing, after a hundred years, his brain should be as Donate to scientific research institutions like Einstein..."

"Worship him so much?" Fu Shiyue asked.

Lin Fei said bluntly, "Yes!"

Fu Shiyue looked into his eyes, that pair of enthusiasm, innocence, and bright sparks bloomed in his soul, which was a light that he had never seen in the eyes of others.

At this moment of such intense emotions, Fu Shiyue felt a kind of long-lost joy. It turns out that the joy of someone is really so easy to satisfy.

The feeling is fantastic and complicated, but not bad.

He folded his arms, bowed his head and smiled involuntarily.

Lin Fei calmed down. From childhood to adulthood, there are many people who have been fascinated by this skin. Fu Shiyue is not the first one to show his hospitality, but he is the most special one, whether it is the priceless periodic table of chemical elements or the in front of him. This Professor Chen, who has a good sense of proportion, is a temptation that he cannot refuse.

The four words "follow one's liking" are brought into full play.

He propped his chin and measured Fu Shiyue for a while, "Uncle Fu, have you ever been in love?"

I'm a little curious, it's possible that someone like Fu Shiyue has never been in love before?

Fu Shiyue cut the steak gracefully, then paused, "No, the company is busy with business, and I don't have time to take care of my children's personal affairs."

"What about you?" Fu Shiyue asked him back.

Lin Fei blinked, and said without shame, "I've talked about it, there are many of them."

"how many?"

Lin Fei raised one hand and counted, "One, two, three, four, five, seven or eight!"

Fu Shiyue raised his eyes, put down the knife and fork, and the steak on the plate was neatly cut, "No wonder there are so many little tricks, and you play me as your boyfriend?"

"What's the matter? I'm very bad. If you don't believe me, ask Zhou Mian. I'm just the bad guy in your eyes." Lin Fei was radiant and leaned forward a little, "Uncle Fu, I'm so bad, you don't want to Teach me yourself?"

Fu Shiyue smiled lightly and looked at him calmly.

Lin Fei looked at him straight, "Would you like to fall in love with me? I will be very good."

"Only be good to you."

Spiritual as elusive as a cat.

Fu Shiyue ignored it, and casually pushed the steak plate over, "Stop talking and eat."

The steaks were uniform in size, like geometric cubes. Lin Fei lowered his eyes for a few seconds, pushed them back intact, and said lazily: "Sorry, Uncle Zhou Mian, I only eat steaks cut by my boyfriend, and yours is still reserved for you. Your boyfriend, I can't bear it!"