Almighty male god of god-level selection system

That's right, the beautiful woman wearing scantily clad clothes and shaking her head on the dance floor turned out to be Yang Xiaoman, a teacher of financial mathematics at Nanshan University, who disliked Lin Fan!

This familiar yet unfamiliar face made Lin Fan, who had been so drunk just now, suddenly open his eyes and half wake up from the wine.

Why is she here?

Moreover, she is wearing such gorgeous clothes!

To be honest, Lin Fan was quite shocked.

In the past, Yang Xiaoman was always cold in class, her words were full of condescension, and she always talked about the school's rules and regulations.

The most widely circulated thing in the finance department is Yang Xiaoman's reputation for being strict with rules and regulations. Which student doesn't know that she is not easy to get close to?

Who would have thought that after half a circle, Lin Fan would meet her at Tianhe Nightclub.

And it seems that Yang Xiaoman has a purpose.

Wearing so little, you can tell she is here to seduce men.

Of course, he is a rich man.

Lin Fan didn't want to alarm the snake, instead he lay on the bar counter with interest, staring at Yang Xiaoman's shaking body.

The dance floor was bustling with people, mostly young men and women singing and dancing night after night, so the dance was very open and it was inevitable that some close contact would occur.

But Yang Xiaoman not only didn't shy away, but instead rushed in to squeeze in, for fear that the group of people wouldn't be able to see her beautiful legs.

As he watched, Lin Fan couldn't help but feel thirsty and opened another bottle of Bingrui to defeat the fire.

Is this still the Teacher Yang I know? What a horse bug!

However, something even more exciting is yet to come.

Yang Xiaoman's body was more agile than a snake, and soon attracted the attention of most of the customers, who all swallowed their saliva.

"Where does this beauty come from? Why haven't I seen her before?"

"Who says it's not the case? The price of this kind of goods must be at least tens of thousands, right?"

"It's no use just staring, I'll give it a try."

Just hearing a chuckle, a man with a cockscomb hairdo walked over to Yang Xiaoman, rubbing his hands.

Those pair of sinister-looking eyes kept wandering around Linglong's body, wanting to see Yang Xiaoman through.

In response to this kind of gaze, Yang Xiaoman just turned slightly red and got used to it.

"What? Is something wrong?"

Sure enough, no matter how good she pretended to be, she still had the same attitude of being distant from others when she opened her mouth.

"fine."

The cockscomb pursed his lips, his face full of evil light, "Beauty, make a friend?"

The cockscomb hairdresser is dressed in a fashionable manner, with torn short sleeves on the upper body and a pair of jeans on the lower body. He is not as classy as the nouveau riche Zhang Fu.

Yang Xiaoman naturally sneered at this and rolled his eyes: "Let's go and play!"

Cockscomb Head felt bored and left the dance floor with a droopy face.

Seeing this scene, Lin Fan nodded thoughtfully.

I didn't expect Teacher Yang to be so good, otherwise...

Lin Fan touched the bank card worth nearly 100 million in his pocket, shook his head with a wry smile, and gave up the idea for the time being.

He could see that Yang Xiaoman came to the nightclub not to dance, but to be similar to Wang Jingjing.

Fishing Kaizi!

Lin Fan could not deny this behavior.

After all, there are countless gold-worshiping women these days.

But this did not prevent him from admiring Yang Xiaoman's graceful figure.

Click.

Thinking of this, Lin Fan picked up his phone and took a few random photos.

Unexpectedly, Yang Xiaoman, who was dancing passionately, frowned slightly, obviously sensing something strange, and turned her head subconsciously.

It doesn't matter if it's right or wrong, it just happens to meet a pair of eyes.

Banter, playfulness... and ridicule!