"Of course." The girl nodded, "and we have different periods of courses for you to choose from. You can go in and listen later. The teacher will talk to you and recommend the courses to you after confirming your needs. Of course, the final choice will definitely depend on yourself."

While they were talking, they had already entered the hall. There were two people sitting behind the front desk of the hall, one girl and the other boy, who looked in his early twenties and all looked very good without exception.

There was a suitable smile on his face.

The girl who led Qu He in walked over and said, "This is Ms. Qu who made an appointment yesterday. Please entertain me, I'll go there first."

After saying that, he greeted Qu He again, turned around and went out again.

Maybe I went back to the elevator again.

The boy standing behind the front desk took out a form and a pen, smiled at Qu He and said, "Miss, please fill in the form first, and we will see which teacher's course you will listen to according to your situation."

"Okay." Qu He responded, picked up the pen and buried it and filled it up.

The form is actually very simple. In addition to basic information such as name and contact information, the remaining questions are roughly asking if you have been in love, how many times have you been in love, what you want to learn from your teacher the most, whether you are single or in love.

Qu He filled in each of them carefully.

The two people behind the front desk were looking at her, glimpsing the zeros she filled in after the number of times she fell in love, and when she was currently single, they looked a little surprised and quickly looked at each other.

"Fill it." Qu He handed over the form, afraid that they wouldn't understand, and explained: "Actually, I just want to know what it looks like to like someone, or how to determine whether I like the other person."

After pausing, she reached out and pulled the tip of her ear and whispered: "If possible, I would like to know how to determine whether the other person likes me."

"Okay, I probably understand your needs. From this point of view, maybe you can go and listen to Teacher Fang's class. Teacher Fang is in class now. Do you want to go and listen to it now?" the boy asked with a smile.

Qu He: "Okay."

She was soon led by a boy to an outside of a room. There were five people in the room, four men and one woman. One of them looked like a man in his thirties to forties was standing. The other four were sitting, holding notebooks in their hands.

It looks like he is listening carefully.

The middle-aged man who teaches should be the teacher Fang the boy calls him.

As soon as Qu He appeared with the boy, everyone in the room looked over. When he caught Qu He, the teacher Fang's eyes lit up slightly, and he asked with a smile: "Is there anything wrong?"

Qu He was also looking at Teacher Fang. Although he was already middle-aged, he did not have the greasy or turbid feeling at all. He had suit pants and shirts, shirt sleeves slightly rolled up, and a watch on his hands, with gentle eyebrows and eyes.

The most important thing is that he has neither a straight flesh on his face nor a big belly.
Chapter completed!