Almighty male god of god-level selection system

The next morning, since it was a Monday, more than half of the classes at Nanshan University were in class, and the campus seemed empty.

At this time, Lin Fan was lying on the table, playing with his cell phone out of boredom.

Looking up, there was a male teacher with some gray hair standing on the podium. He was chattering and gesticulating with his hands. The wrinkles on his face could squeeze a mosquito to death.

What Lin Fan hates the most is English class, not because of his poor grades, but because he feels sleepy when he hears it.

Seeing that the classmates around him were also dozing off, Lin Fan stretched and looked at Zhang Qingxue, who was sitting in the first row.

Seeing the goddess's erect back, Lin Fan couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth.

Recalling that when the two first met, they felt unfamiliar and tentative about contact. Later, Zhang Qingxue put down her posture and took the initiative to talk to him. Finally, the two opened their hearts and had close contact.

The taste is truly wonderful.

"Ahem."

I observed that most of the people in the class were dozing off. The English teacher couldn't keep his old face off, so he pretended to cough twice.

Don't tell me it's really effective. He did call out a few new troops with just one voice.

But not long after, he returned to the normal state of sleeping soundly.

The English teacher simply ignored it and continued to teach on his own. In this way, the class time flew by.

Lin Fan dragged his lazy body out of the door, while Zhang Qingxue was still diligently taking notes on the content of the previous class.

He is indeed a top student.

Seeing this situation, Lin Fan was too embarrassed to disturb others, so he strolled for a stroll.

"Look, who is that girl? Why have I never seen her before?"

"That's right, not only is she beautiful, but she's also fashionable. She can compare with our school beauty Zhang Qingxue!"

"You are here, Young Master Hu. The temperaments of the two of them are obviously different, okay? If Zhang Qingxue is a lily, then she is a rose!"

Hearing these enthusiastic discussions, Lin Fan frowned slightly and subconsciously listened.

It doesn't matter if you don't look at it, this look...

His eyes widened for a moment, and the corners of his mouth trembled inexplicably.

At this time, a beautiful woman stood at the entrance of Nanshan University. She was wearing a snow-white miniskirt and a shimmering colorful butterfly dress. She had a petite figure and a slender waist.

And her talking eyes were looking around, as if looking for traces of someone.

At first, there were a few unsightly boys trying to strike up a conversation.

But after encountering cold faces one after another, he chose to stop working.

I can't help it. It's true that this girl in a miniskirt looks amazing, but people don't even look at me.

At the same time, I was even more curious, who was this beautiful woman standing here for most of the day, waiting for her.

until……

"Lin Fan!"

Hearing a familiar cry from behind, Lin Fan suddenly felt as big as his head and felt the urge to run away.

However, the owner of the voice was faster than him, and not long after, he saw the beautiful woman in a short skirt quickly catching up with her beautiful legs.

"Brother Xiaolin, why are you running?"

"Are you that scared when you see me?"

A quick look revealed that it was not Meng Shiting who was chasing after her.

Only now did Lin Fan realize that the so-called Peach Luck Card was not a good thing at all. It was more effective than dog-skin plaster, and it completely made Meng Shiting focus on him.

"I said girl, please spare me, okay?"

Lin Fan was so entangled that he couldn't bear it, so he tactfully persuaded her to leave with his hands clasped in fists.

Unexpectedly, the more she talked, the more energetic Meng Shiting became.