Love Letters of Autistic Pretty Boys

Du Yu obediently returned to the classroom.

Countless pairs of eyes in the class were looking at him, wondering how someone could be so bold and inexplicable.

Liao Wenqian also just took over this class. Before entering the school, the director had already emailed the photos of the students' student numbers to her.

She had the impression that this person was called Du Yu.

He is the son of Du Yanyu, a real estate tycoon in Jingang.

When she saw Du Yu come in, she thought he would at least apologize, which was the minimum etiquette.

As a result, he didn't even glance at her from entering the classroom to returning to his seat.

All the classmates in the class were attracted by him. Liao Wenqian asked herself that she was not a teacher who was too fussy. Since he came in, it was fine.

"Okay, don't be disturbed by this episode, let's continue with the class."

Jiang Sheng felt relieved after watching Du Yu enter the classroom.

He sat under the steps, with the hot sun above his head, he was a little hot, and he unbuttoned the first button of his shirt with one hand.

He wanted to wait here quietly for Du Yu to leave get out of class.

It is said that waiting is the most difficult thing for a person's heart.

Perhaps it was because Jiang Sheng had been the police chief for several years, and Xu Shaokang had tempered his temperament, he was not as impetuous as when he first joined the police station in the early years, so at this moment, he waited very calmly.

There were not many bodyguards outside the door, Jiang Sheng glanced at them, four of them, two were chatting under the flower bed, and two were a bit professional, standing quietly in the corner with serious expressions.

In fact, the reason for the small number of people is very simple. The school is relatively safe, except that the employer specifically requires that they follow them anytime and anywhere. Basically, after sending these young masters and ladies to the school, these bodyguards will go back to protect the rich master.

But Jiang Sheng was different. Du Yu hadn't fully integrated into this place yet, so he wanted to protect him and not let him get into trouble.

Today is his first day at work. He has never been a bodyguard, but has been a policeman for several years. He is very skilled and has better marksmanship. He has held several shooting competitions in the bureau, and he won the first place every time.

But because Liu Zichen was accidentally injured when he was arresting the repeat offender, otherwise, he probably wouldn't be here at this moment.

Thinking about it, maybe after he recovered from his injury, he would just find a simple job.

The class was still in class, Jiang Sheng took a look inside, and Du Yu's gaze was already on the blackboard.

Jiang Sheng raised the corners of his mouth, thinking: This kid is rarely serious.

He glanced at his watch, and the get out of class was over in 5 minutes.

St. Paul's is different from other ordinary schools. The class time is one hour, and the end of get out of class is only 5 minutes. It is purely to prevent students from peeing their pants and making jokes.

Liao Wenqian pays attention to the interaction between teachers and students, as well as students' independent thinking and self-study in class.

She speaks less, and often likes to let her classmates answer.

She turned the pages of the book and said, "If we were a boy, I would roll out of bed in the morning. I would like to ask, can we remove this if here? I will find a classmate to answer."

Her eyes searched the class, all eyes were looking at her, and soon she glanced at Du Yu by the window.

In fact, Liao Wenqian had been paying attention to him for a while.

She has been teaching for three years and has never met a student like him.

The Du family has a big business, she never thought that Du Yanyu's son would be like this.

Du Yu was hugging a photo frame. Although he was looking at the blackboard, his eyes seemed to be in a trance.

She smiled, "Du Yu, you answer."

Her eyes turned to him.

Soon everyone in the class looked at him.

Ten seconds later, Du Yu did not respond.

After half a minute, his eyes looked out the window.

He just didn't stand up and didn't say a word.

Liao Wenqian was a little embarrassed.

There were some whispers in the class, with a good laugh.

"I lost his mother, is this idiot sick?"

"Haha, look at Melody's face, it stinks."

……

Liao Wenqian smiled to ease the embarrassment, "Du Yu, did you hear me? I'm calling you."

Du Yu didn't respond.

He hugged the photo frame and sat alone with an elegant posture. Even though he was autistic, he still had the innate elegance of the proud son of heaven.

Holding photo frame, expressionless face, looking out window.

When not speaking, it seems a little indifferent.

The discussion below was a bit loud, and it was inevitable that Liao Wenqian heard a few words.

No matter how good-tempered she is, she is still a teacher.

As a teacher, the most important thing in the classroom is to establish your own prestige.

Otherwise, everyone would be like Du Yu, and the classroom wouldn't be messed up.

Her tone was colder than before, "I'm in class now, Du Yu, I hope you respect me."

Still no response.

At this moment, Liang Si Nian stood up suddenly, "Teacher Liao, don't be angry, Du Yu is actually very poor, he is a deaf-mute."

Liao Wenqian frowned, "Deaf-mute people? The school hasn't notified such a thing, where did you know?"

Liang Sinian: "You guessed it, he ignored me when I talked to him, and asked him if he was dumb, and he didn't speak. If it's not deaf, what is it?"

Liao Wenqian also just took over this class, so she didn't know much about these situations. She glanced at Du Yu, saw his unresponsive face, and became suspicious of Liang Siinian's words.

Just at the end of get out of class, the bell rang suddenly.

Liao Wenqian put away the book and said, "I know about this, this is the end of this class, get out of class is over."

Although the class is over, many people in the class obviously haven't recovered from the farce.

They are at the top of the pyramid. They have never experienced any suffering in the world, and where can they meet a deaf-mute person.

Besides, they did not believe that a deaf-mute could enter St. Pauli.

They were all a little curious, and some people were already teasing, so a lot of people surrounded them all at once.

Du Yu was surrounded by many people.

Three or two Chinese, and four or five whites and blacks.

"I heard that you are sitting in a Rolls Royce, wow, is your family rich?"

"You are amazing, can I be friends with you in the future?"

"You really acted like you just now, Melody was deceived by you."

"I think you're pretending well. I'll give you a chance to be my friend."

……

He chattered a lot, but Du Yu didn't even lift his eyelids.

Then someone started to suspect.

"Are you really dumb?"

"Hey, can you hear me? Are you pretending!"

"He seems to be really deaf and dumb, he really can't hear us."

"Hey!"

Now, in their eyes, Du Yu was a different kind, and there were usually only two fates for being a different kind.

Or, blend in with the flow.

Or, still maverick.

The former is an end that is generally acceptable to everyone, while the latter has to accept most people's strange, mocking eyes, and even malicious slander because of its different customs.

Zhao Youqi, who was closest to Du Yu, was a little unhappy. He was the only son in the family, and his personality had always been arrogant, especially after he gave him face like this, and was directly ignored by Du Yu like this.

He was very unhappy.

He pushed Du Yu, and said in a very unfriendly tone, "Hello!"

Du Yu turned his head and looked at him.

Zhao Youqi: "Are you pretending, you're embarrassing me."

Someone was watching the joke and shouted, "Zhao Youqi, you've been humiliated by the dumb!"

This ridicule made Zhao Youqi furious in an instant.

Someone next to him who didn't want to cause trouble advised him, "Maybe he is really deaf, so stop making trouble."

There were a lot of people watching the theater around, Zhao Youqi raised his chin, saw the photo frame in his arms, and saw Du Yu hugging him so tightly, he wanted to make trouble.

Someone said: "Who would bring a photo to school? Isn't he a fool?"

"let me see."

Zhao Youqi has always been domineering, so he reached out and snatched his photo frame.

This is what he cares about most.

Now that someone was going to take away what he cared about most, Du Yu looked very excited.

He hugged her tightly, his voice was flustered by the sudden stimulation, and he shouted, "Don't give it, don't give it!"

Regarding his elder brother's affairs, he couldn't be stimulated in the slightest.

This is his shadow, his darkness, and the fear that will never be forgotten in his young heart ten years ago.

The moment Du Li's head was shot through, the moment blood gushed from his forehead, as long as he was stimulated, this scene was like a dark movie. In front of his eyes and in his mind, countless times of turning and turning spin.

"Oh, he's not dumb!"

"I just said he did it on purpose, playing tricks on us!"

"Zhao Youqi, throw his stuff over here for fun."

So several hands were stretched out again, breaking his arm and picking his fingers.

Even though they tried their best, Du Yu didn't say a word.

He held the frame tightly with both hands.

"Don't give, don't give!"

Du Yu shrank his head, trying to bury the photo frame deeply into his body.

But they were outnumbered, several people were pinching and breaking, and the photo frame was almost snatched away by them.

Seeing that the photo frame was about to be snatched away by them, Du Yu shouted in a panic, "Brother... Brother... Don't... Don't..."

"Clap" sound.

The picture frame is broken.

That photo frame was chosen by Du Li on the day he and Du Li finished taking pictures in the photo studio.

only one.

Although he carried it with him, he has been taking good care of it for ten years.

It's a pity that some things can't be kept for a lifetime after all.

The author has something to say: Jiang Sheng will come out in the next chapter, you know...

【One more important point】

It really doesn't matter if you don't like it, just click the fork and go out, don't hurt my Ayu, and don't be too particular about interpretation, I really thank you all! !

感谢在2020-04-0814:52:57~2020-04-1517:21:51期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the landmines: 2 Yanyan;

Thanks to the little angels of the irrigation nutrient solution: 5 bottles of September; 2 bottles of Huaqing; 1 bottle of Danruyouran, salty and yellow;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!