Mr. Fu, You Are The Substitute - Chapter 27
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Chapter 27: The Sinister Pointer
Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
Fu Hansheng focused his gaze on me.
And surely, my laugh just now betrayed me.
I was dumbfounded and didn’t know how to react. Not until Wu Xia tugged at my sleeve and carefully reminded me, “He’s calling you!”
“Me?”
I opened my mouth silently to confirm.
Fu Hansheng’s gaze was exceptionally sharp. It was like a machine gun that pierced a few holes in my body.
I smiled awkwardly and slowly dragged myself forward.
“Although I’m a businessman, I’m also very interested in music. In order to make my speech more fun and interesting, I’ll share some of my limited music knowledge with everyone. Does anyone have any objections?”
“Good! Good!”
The dean was trying so hard to flatter him.
Seeing that the high-ranking leader had expressed his stance, everyone applauded as well. Against the backdrop of the cheering, Fu Hansheng decided to play a piece.
I stood a meter away from Fu Hansheng.
He taught me how to pronounce the word which meant “you” in Italian. His thin lips parted slightly, and he rolled up his tongue to make an “S” sound.
“Relax and exhale slowly. Yes, keep your mouth open.”
I did as he said, but he grabbed my chin and pinched my nose. He claimed that the effect would be better that way.
Was he trying to punish me?
I narrowed my eyes and glared at him.
“Music is the best way to cultivate one’s character. It’s a very serious matter. Professor Jiang, please cooperate with me. You’re embarrassing me.”
Fu Hansheng was making things up with a straight face.
Who was more embarrassed!
I blushed instantly, but with all eyes watching us, I didn’t dare to face off with Fu Hansheng. I could only swallow my anger for the time being.
A thunderous applause boomed. Under the wave of encouragement, I finally read the syllable.
In the end, the tone I read resembled the Chinese word “color”.
Even my ears were burning.
“You’ll have to lower your shoulders, too.”
Fu Hansheng suddenly stood behind me. His hand seemed to be on my shoulder. Then, he gradually moved it down and started drawing circles on me.
My body stiffened. What was he doing?
I thought to myself, Fu Hansheng was there to mess with me on that day.
“Good,” he said, finally letting go.
“Professor Jiang is very talented and smart. Once she gets the hang of it, she can accept many other things as well.”
There was a deeper meaning in his eyes.
Then, he picked up the pointer from beside him and pointed it at my chest outrageously. There was a smirk in his eyes. “Remember, you have to produce a sound from here.”
That pointer was like his hand. It was playing with me openly.
And I couldn’t act up yet!
As time passed, the torture finally ended, and Fu Hansheng returned to normal. By that time, he had already begun talking about how he achieved success in high spirits.
When the meeting ended, the dean greeted Fu Hansheng warmly.
I was about to slip away when I heard my name.
“Jiang Ran!”
He smiled and said, “Dean Jiang, I still have some matters to attend to at my office. We can save our conversation for next time. We still have a long way to go. I’ll leave with my wife first for today.”
“Your wife?”
Dean Jiang was shocked. He couldn’t believe that I was Fu Hansheng’s wife. The way he looked at me changed.
To outsiders, he never said I was his wife.
What was Fu Hansheng up to?
I put on a fake smile. “Dean Jiang, I’ll take my leave first.”
We walked around the long corridor while avoiding the gaze of outsiders. Only after Fu Hansheng and I entered the elevator did my smile fade.
He raised an eyebrow at me. “What?”
I almost turned my back on him indignantly.
He took me for granted.
“Haven’t you always disdained to admit my identity? Why are you acting so abnormally today? There must be a reason for everything! Mr. Fu, please explain to me clearly!”
I was discussing with him. “You’re scaring me.”
He stayed silent for a moment before he said expressionlessly. “Out of pity for you, I’ll be merciful.”
What kind of answer was that?
I glanced at him and intoned, “Fu Hansheng, are you hiding something from me? Or are you afraid that I’ll tell on you?”
- The Chinese word for “color” is pronounced “Se” as in “serf”