Being asked to stay in the corridor, how could he take lesson?

Now Michael could talk to his client freely.

This client kept complaining tearfully about her boyfriend.

Michael felt sorry for this lady.

Thinking that this lady had bought so many things, Michael wanted to help her boyfriend when he delivered things to his house.

It was said that the newly open Shuguang Hospital was pretty good. Michael wanted to introduced her boyfriend there.

The conversation between man and man was always easier.

In the second class, Michael tried his best to comfort this young lady.

Seeing that class would end in three minutes, Michael hid his phone and held the book and read.

When the bell rang, the math teacher went out and said, "Come with me."

Michael could only follow him.

This was the third-class break. They had time for outdoor activities and daily duty. The time was half an hour long.

Michael was unhappy. Seeing that the playground his classmates gathered there to play basketball, he could not play with them anymore.

There were plenty other students in the corridor. Seeing the math teacher walk toward them, they greeted to the teacher and then looked at Michael.

Even several girls who didn’t know Michael at all. In order to see him for one more second, they followed them all the way.

Michael didn’t care this. But he did have good ears.

"Wow, isn’t that school beau Michael. I didn’t expect that we could meet him. So great!

"Michael not only studies well but also looks handsome. Our ugly school uniform looks dam great when he wears it."

Michael did look handsome. He was tall and had a good feature. He became the school beau when he entered this school till now.

Even the next two grades also had handsome boys. But when they were compared to Michael, they were not handsome enough.

Michael dressed up clean in daily time. He wouldn’t wear anything wired. His haircut was good also. Wearing the uniform and smiling happily, he was just perfect.

Just as Lyon said, Michael was handsome and also had long legs. When he smiled, stars showed in his eyes.

Michael walked into the office with the teacher. There weren’t any other teachers in the office.

Michael felt lucky about that. Thankfully not many teachers were in the office. Otherwise being scolded in front of them, he would be ashamed.

The math teacher put down his book and sat. Michael stood in front of him.

The math teacher sighed seeing the best student he liked. He frowned and said, "Michael, are you in love?"

Michael was shocked and then shook his head, "Teacher, I am not."

The math teacher didn’t care what Michael said. He kept saying, "I know that you are excellent at everything. You have many adorers in the school, not only the girls but also the boys. They all have sent love letter to you, haven’t they?" The last sentence was a question. The math teacher looked at Michael and said. He was panic. The math teacher continued, "I think you should know that now you are grade three. It is the important time. You should focus on your study."

The teacher had heard that boys had sent love letters to him.

Michael felt embarrassed.

Now all in his mind was that word.

What was wrong with the math teacher? Michael shouted in his heart. He wanted to kill the one who said this.

Being chased by a girl was alright. It wasn’t a big deal knowing by the teacher. But being chased by a boy, for a straight boy, he couldn’t accept it.

He didn’t discriminate homosexuality. Simply he couldn’t accept it.

At that time he was year one student, a year three student stopped him in the crowded small playground. This senior shyly told Michael that he adored him. He said that he wanted to be his lover.

That was the first time that he was confessed by a male. Michael was shocked. He didn’t say a word and escaped. Since then he tried to avoid to see this senior.

After this thing, Michael was always confessed by a male. Half of the love letters were written by boys.

So this was always a shadow in his heart.

Luckily now he was grade three now. He wouldn’t be bothered anymore.

"Teacher, I am straight. I only like girls." Michael sadly said this.

The math teacher showed that he understood Michael. He stood up and patted Michael’s shoulder. He recalled and said, "I know it. I was as handsome as you when I was young. Many wanted to chase me. It indeed was a trouble for me at that time.

Michael thought that his teacher was talking nonsense.

He thought that the teacher would scold him for absent-minded in class. He didn’t expect this. It changed from how to educate a kid to why he was handsome.

Michael could only stay there and listened to the teacher.

Lyon carried workbooks to the office. He happened to see Michael yawn. The math teacher was speaking there. He vaguely heard love letters, girls these words.

Some teachers came back. The math teacher stopped his speech.

Michael tipped Lyon the wink to help him out.

Lyon understood it. He put the workbooks on the desk and said, "Teacher, several students haven’t finished the works. They are copying in the classroom now."

"What? Copy? How dare them?"

The math teacher was angry when he heard this. He stood up and walked to the classroom.

Seeing this, Michael was so happy. Shoulder with shoulder, they walked back. "You are so loyal to friends. You have no idea how painful I am here."

"But I think, it is not good to sell your classmates like this?"

They were close to each other. Lyon could fell the breath of Michael when he spoke. He could smell him.

Lyon casually said: "I don’t care them. They are not you."

"You are my good brother." Smiles covered Michael’s face.

Lyon looked at him and asked, "Do we go back together after class?"

Thinking that he still had to deliver something, Michael shook his head and said, "No, I have something to do after class. You go first."