[You Who Came from the Stars] Professor Hello

"Have you heard that Xuan Shihyuk is going to hold a concert." A few female students holding books brushed past Xinhui.

"Really?! God, I love him so much, I must buy a ticket."

"Who is Xuan Shihe? Does he sing well?" A boy said disdainfully.

"Of course, whoever dares to insult my male god, I will fight him desperately."

"Girl..." The boy obviously didn't take it seriously, but he changed the subject: "What kind of male god, can Huimei sing a good song?"

"You do not know?"

"what do you know?"

"Your goddess Gao Huimei is a special guest at this concert."

"What?! Gao Huimei!! Aww, where to buy tickets..."

The voice gradually moved away from Xinhui.

"Du Minjun, are you free tomorrow?" Xin Hui asked.

"whats the matter?"

"This." Xin Hui smiled and put something on Do Min Joon's desk.

Dou Minjun looked down and asked, "What is this?"

"Tickets, the concert, do you want to go to see it together, Xuan Shihyuk's, it seems that Gao Huimei will be a special guest." Xin Hui said with a smile.

"Not interested." Dou Minjun bowed his head and continued to organize the documents in his hand.

"Don't be so boring, occasionally participate in some young people's activities, chasing stars or something, press?"

"You like this person." Dou Minjun reached out to pick up a ticket with a handsome boy printed on it.

"What? Of course, of course I like it." Xinhui smiled dryly, God knows she didn't know who this person was two days ago.

"I'm going to class." Dou Minjun packed up his things and stood up, ready to leave the office.

"What, class? Wait for me, I'll go with you." Xin Hui hurriedly ran back to his desk and picked up the book to follow: "You haven't promised me yet, do you want to go or not?"

"Don't go."

"Don't be like this, it's rare to invite you once, you see I even bought a ticket..."

The voices of the two people gradually faded away, and several people in the office raised their heads quietly.

"Mr. Park, this is..."

"It's clear at a glance, heck, I'm chasing Teacher Du."

"Tsk tsk, Mr. Du's kind of person who can't type a single sentence in a dozen sentences..." Some people actually like it.

"Mr. Park's taste is really strong."

"That's not what you said." A person thought thoughtfully: "You see, Mr. Du, apart from being a bit boring and unreasonable, other aspects of the conditions are also acceptable. He looks good and has a good education... ...Besides, Mr. Park is probably crazy about wanting to get married now." A 28-year-old girl, no one has a headache.

"That's right." Hearing this, several other people agree with each other, yes, Mr. Park has already reached the age to start a family.

"Why didn't Teacher Park take a fancy to me?" A male teacher who thought he was well-qualified took out a mirror and looked at the pimples on his face and said.

"Evil." Several others turned their heads away from him.

"You said, should we help Teacher Park?" As Teacher Park's closest partner (self-proclaimed) in the office, Jin Qing'er said thoughtfully.

"What's the matter, how can I help?" A voice suddenly rang in her ear.

"Scared, head of the department."

Everyone in the office stood up together and said, "Good morning, head of the department."

……

"Is the concert boring?" Xin Hui propped his chin and looked at the two tickets in his hand, struggling. The voice of Du Minjun lecturing on the podium had already been reduced to the same level as the noise—into the left ear and out to the right ear.

"For this phenomenon in nature, what do you think, you can talk about it."

"Park Shin Hye, please answer."

Suddenly a voice called her name, Xinhui was startled, and stood up reflexively, what did Do Minjun say just now? !

"Student Park Shin Hye, please sit down. Regarding this phenomenon, among human beings..." Do Min Joon continued his lecture, explaining the problem.

Xin Hui lowered his head annoyed, he realized that her mind was distracted, right? Otherwise, how could Du Minjun, who never asks questions in class, ask questions for the first time, and what's more, he still ordered a bunch of fake student identities, but it was useless Her name was mixed with her own life.

On the podium, after explaining the question just now, Du Minjun continued: "I don't care what the reason is for coming to class, but as long as I sit in this class, I hope you can listen carefully..."

really……

Xinhui's mood became even darker. From this point of view, he will definitely not accompany her to the concert, right?

It's really... rare... Xin Hui secretly sighed in her heart.

Still distracted!

Do Min Joon continued to lecture downwards, but his eyes always glanced at Park Shin Hye unconsciously.

What concert, and what other male singers are so good?So good that she didn't even bother to listen to the class? !

Well, although no one has noticed, what Mr. Do Minjun, who is giving a serious lecture, is thinking in his heart is definitely not what he is talking about.

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After class, Park Shin Hye followed Do Min Joon back to the office.

Xinhui, who felt guilty because she was too distracted in class, did not dare to continue to mention the concert, holding the concert ticket tightly in her hand, and did not dare to breathe aloud.

"Teacher Gao." Jin Qing'er stopped Xin Hui when she saw her come back.

"? What's the matter, Mr. Jin?"

"Come out, I have something to tell you." Jin Qinger whispered.

"Oh, good." Xin Hui put down the things in his hands and walked out with Jin Qing'er.

"Teacher Du." A majestic voice sounded from above Dou Minjun's head.

Dou Minjun looked up, got up and stood up: "The head of the department."

In South Korea, where there is a clear distinction between superiority and inferiority, the head of a department is undoubtedly an authoritative figure in the office. Even Do Min Joon, who doesn't care about these things, will maintain the basic etiquette in interpersonal communication. Time to get up.

"Sit down and talk, Xiaodu." The head of the department smiled, and the majesty of his body turned into kindness.

Xiaodu? !

Do Min Joon stiffened his body and returned to his position.

"I looked at your class schedule. You don't have class on Tuesday, right?"

"Yes." Dou Minjun was thinking about what he wanted to say.

"Do you have any plans for tomorrow? With your family or your girlfriend." I don't know if it's Du Minjun's illusion, his keen hearing seems to have noticed that the sound of the word "girlfriend" by the head of the department is a bit heavy.

... Du Minjun looked up at the head of the department, and glanced at other busy colleagues in the office from the corner of his eye.

"Nothing." He said.

"Then, how about I give you a task." The head of the department smiled softer.

"Tomorrow is my private time." Dou Minjun refused mercilessly.

"You—" The head of the department has not been contradicted by the staff in the office for many years since he became the head of the department, and his expression changed on the spot.

"Du Minjun, do you still have some—" Seeing that the situation here is not good, the surrounding colleagues rushed up one after another, some stopped the head of the department who was in a berserk state, and some hugged him from behind.

"Teacher Du, just agree to the head of the department. This is also a good intention, isn't it?"

"Mr. Du, you said Mrs. Pu is such a good girl, you won't suffer from spending a day with her, right?"

"Teacher Du, it's just a concert, and it's not a big deal, so you can go."

"Teacher Du, although Teacher Park is a bit older, and she prefers someone like me..."

Du Minjun's eyes swept over, and the other party's voice immediately became quieter: "I prefer people like me, so there is no danger for you to go..."

"What are you doing?" Xin Hui, who had finished speaking with Jin Min'er, never expected that she would see such a scene when she opened the door.

"Ah, Teacher Park!"

"Mr. Park is back so soon, haha."

All the people wanted to let go quickly, and the head of the department immediately tidied up his clothes and put on the most amiable expression: "Xiao Pu, we are... to exchange feelings, yes, to exchange..."

"I have something to do, so I'm leaving first." Do Minjun picked up his bag, brushed past Xinhui, and walked out.

Xinhui lowered her eyes.

"Mr. Park, are you okay?" A colleague asked in a low voice upon seeing this.

"It's okay, thank you for your concern, I have nothing to do."

"Also...Although I am very grateful, please don't interfere with my affairs with Mr. Du, please." Xinhui bowed deeply to the colleagues in the office.

……

"The concert, huh." Xinhui was thinking about what happened today all the way.

What a stupid decision.

"I'd better go see it myself." Walking out of the elevator, Xinhui said to himself, throwing a ticket into the trash can beside her.

The ticket that Xinhui had held in his hand all day was already in disrepair.

There was the sound of a door closing at the end of the corridor.

"Do Min Joon! I hate you! Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!"

"Phew, I feel a lot better after shouting like that. Really, I even let my brother pick up Xiujing in order to have a better time tomorrow."

Xin Hui, who had already entered the door, naturally wouldn't notice that the ticket she crumpled hit the edge of the trash can, rolled a few times and fell out, landing on the floor of the corridor.

"Hey, brother, um, I see, you don't need to come here, isn't there still a case to investigate, um, I know, I will have a good time today, don't worry, I have already arranged where to go for a day ,right."

In the morning, Xin Hui, who had just packed up and was about to go out, received a call from her elder brother and hung up after talking for a while.

Take a look at yourself in the mirror, clothes, perfection, makeup... Although not as good as Song Yi's skills, but still perfect, with a happy smile on her face, Xin Hui pushed open the door and walked out.

"Scared, Dou Minjun, why do you..."

As soon as she went out, Shin Hye saw Do Min Joon walking from the opposite side.

"Where are you going today?" Do Min Joon asked.

"What? Well, let's go to the playground first." A heartfelt smile flashed across his face.

"It's for you." In the elevator, Do Min Joon handed Xin Hui a bag.

"This is?"

"Happy birthday."

"Well, thank you." Whoever said, he is a boring gourd.