Triple Blessings: Mr. Fu's Passionate Pursuit

Because the afternoon was a time for auditing students to ask questions and discuss with the masters on stage. After four or five auditing students had finished their questions, Timmy also raised a question, and Professor Steve provided a serious answer.

The two started a back and forth discussion, although he was just a small kid who barely reached an adult’s shoulder, those complex and obscure professional terms flowed out of his mouth with ease.

An old and a young, on and off the stage, had a discussion for nearly ten minutes.

Most unbelievably, during these ten minutes, it was not all Professor Steve who was offering his opinions.

The little boy, who had to stand up to match the height of the seated Alfredo Mitchell next to him, boldly presented his questions and ideas for Professor Steve to judge and discuss without any shyness.

This extremely remarkable exchange changed the prejudiced views held by the audience towards this reportedly well-connected little kid, and they felt immense admiration for him.

Alfredo Mitchell, who already had a change of heart in the morning, became even more silent.

He didn’t say anything, but deep in his heart, he had admitted that this little junior brother deserved Master and Professor Steve’s preference and favoritism.

After Timmy discussed with Professor Steve, they spent the remaining time listening carefully to other people’s discussions, and he never stopped taking notes and absorbing new knowledge.

On the other hand, Timothy started his first one-on-one systematic class.

Originally, Professor Feynman planned to teach him a certain amount of content within three days.

However, little Timothy had an extremely strong reception ability, and the content that Professor Feynman was supposed to teach in three days was finished in less than an afternoon.

There was still about an hour left before the time they agreed to meet, so Professor Feynman assigned Timothy a topic that he had just given to a new student and asked him to take a look at it and give him the answer tomorrow.

As a result, it only took Timothy half an hour to finish reading the content and quickly annotated the required answers.

After checking the answers, Professor Feynman couldn’t help laughing.

“Wow, you learn so fast, like riding a rocket!”

Timothy was quite proud, “Of course, those private lessons from my dad are top-notch fuel. With enough power, speed increases!”

The little guy’s words amused Professor Feynman, making him laugh heartily.

“Well then, you must be tired from learning so fast. Let’s go out for a walk and chat casually.”

Timothy was always good at getting along with his elders, and when the interesting elder was a master, he enjoyed it even more.

He happily hopped off the chair, held Professor Feynman’s hand, and walked outside.

“Master, the tulips in your yard are beautiful. Can I cut a few branches?”

He called him master, but in his heart, he treated him as a respected elder like a grandfather.

In front of his elders, he never hid his childish side.

Professor Feynman admired his character very much and nodded happily.

“Of course, do you like tulips?”

Timothy honestly said, “It’s my mom who likes them. I’m offering flowers to Buddha, you don’t mind, right, Master?”

Professor Feynman laughed and said, “Of course not, it’s my honor.”

As he spoke, he took a basket and scissors from the storage cabinet under the eaves.

“Mommy likes tulips, what about your sister? What flowers does she like?”

Timothy looked at his master’s small garden, pointed his little hand, and asked.

“Master, can I pick a few more violets?”

Professor Feynman asked, “Your sister likes violets?”

Timothy nodded, “Yes, my sister is a beautiful little princess, and I want to make a flower crown for her.”

Professor Feynman looked at him carefully and said, “You and your brother look exactly the same, and your sister?”

Timothy giggled, “Master, my brother, sister, and I share the same face. If we only show our faces, people can’t tell us apart!”

Professor Feynman imagined it and agreed.

“Indeed, she must be a beautiful little princess.”

“Master, I’ll bring my sister over to visit you after she finishes her class with her mentor.”

Professor Feynman already had grandchildren, but they were both boys with more reserved personalities.

So, hearing that Timothy would bring his sister, he was very excited.

“Great, just bring your mom and brother as well, and let’s have a little party.”

Timothy blinked, “Master, wouldn’t that be troublesome?”

Professor Feynman’s children and grandchildren were not around, and he and his wife lived in the school’s apartment, which usually felt quite cold and empty.

He shook his head and said, “No trouble, my wife and I love lively atmosphere. We can ask the nanny at home to prepare everything.”

But Timothy was not a reckless person, “I’ll go back and ask my mom first, and give you an answer tomorrow, okay, Master?”

Professor Feynman sighed once again, this little kid really had great manners. He was lively and cute yet very polite and considerate at the same time. Originally, when Roy Lewis called, he was more prepared to endure the difficulty of dealing with a naughty child for three days.

Unexpectedly, he found a treasure!

It’s been a long time since he felt as full of teaching enthusiasm as he did today.

Looking at the little kid’s eyes filled with the desire for knowledge, he had a strong urge to stuff all his knowledge into the boy’s brain..