Chapter 1160
It's Not Too Late To Love You
Seeing her pretending to be a good student, LAN Cang's eyes were covered with a smile.
At this time, the bell rings after class, he slowly stood up, "tomorrow remember to come to class on time, bye."
With that, he walked two proud long legs and left the classroom first.
Until the shadow of others disappeared without a trace, the group of girls in the classroom reluctantly took back their eyes and got together in groups to discuss the sudden beautiful professor.
Zhao Mengmeng curiously came over and asked, "star, what did you just ask him?"
Wen Xing shrugged, "it's nothing. I asked if he had been teaching us French ever since."
Zhao Mengmeng knew that she was lying, but she didn't ask. She just gave a cheap smile, "star, do you see God's teacher?"
Wen Xing pushed his glasses and looked like a lamb.
"I won't fall in love in college."
Before Zhao Mengmeng said anything, the three women, led by Qi Rou, were satirized one after another, "can't fall in love? I don't think you can fall in love! Tut Tut, Wen Xing, I really sympathize with you... "
"Yes, which boy in the school saw that you didn't turn around and run? By the way, the fat Wang in the next class is good. Go and tell him. Maybe he can see you. "
A boy also joined the ranks of ridicule, "ugly woman with fat, perfect match!"
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This kind of scene, almost every day, will be staged in the ears of Wen Xing. She often takes out her ears, stands up, faces several people, and asks with a smile, "do you believe that I now go to the radio room and say to the whole school that the reason why I don't fall in love is because I fall in love with one of you?"
Several people suddenly blushed. In their opinion, it's a shame to be loved by such ugly people.
No one dares to say anything and runs away with his tail between his legs.
Zhao Meng clapped her hands and gave Wen Xing a thumbs up.
Wen Xing pursed a bad smile at the corner of his mouth. "I'm afraid that if I don't do it again, you will perform on the spot. I'm so afraid."
Zhao Mengmeng
LAN Cang's coming to Fenghua university to teach was as powerful as the atomic bomb. In less than half a day, almost all the students knew that there was a handsome teacher in the French department. They could hear him talking about how handsome he was at any station.
The next day, the girl students who came to the listening class almost broke the whole classroom.
The classroom was as noisy as a vegetable market. It was not until LAN Cang's appearance that the situation was controlled.
Dressed in a white shirt and dark jeans, he threw the roll to the table. He had no intention of roll call at all. He took his eyes leisurely and swept down the stage. He stopped for a moment on Wen Xing's face, and then opened his mouth in a flat tone.
"Class begins."
Since he came in, some girls have been whispering to each other from time to time. Seeing that they have a glance at blue sky and a shy and sweet face, they can guess what they are discussing.
Blue Cang lowered his eyes, opened the first page of teaching materials, head also did not lift, slow way, "who talk, credit deduction three."
Fenghua college is a student credit system, in short, the credit is not enough, even if you study here for ten years, you don't want to graduate.
Under the platform a burst of dumb, for a long time, blue Cang and not salty added sentence, "did not go through the formal process to audit, who brought, three credits gone."
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