Almighty male god of god-level selection system

Classroom of Class 2 and 3 of the Department of Finance, Nanshan University.

It was class time, and the classroom was full of students. On the podium was a beautiful teacher wearing a suit. She was tall, fair-skinned, beautiful, and very intellectual and beautiful.

Yang Xiaoman, Lin Fan’s financial mathematics teacher.

If you look at her beauty and think she is a vase, that would be a big mistake.

He is a serious returning academic and the youngest professor in the history of Nanshan University.

However, she has very strict requirements for her students. She will deduct credits at every turn and fail your subjects without any mercy. She is known as a ghost among students.

Other teachers have more or less skipped classes, but in her class, few people dare to do so. Even during class, they sit upright throughout the class, not daring to wander off or play with their mobile phones.

"late!"

Lin Fan stood at the door of the classroom, shaking his head helplessly.

Under normal circumstances, he would calculate the time and rush back to school before class.

But there were too many things happening today, but I couldn't care about them.

Boom, boom, boom!

Lin Fan knocked on the door.

Suddenly, Yang Xiaoman and all the classmates in the class looked over.

Lin Fan coughed lightly and said with some embarrassment: "Teacher, I'm late!"

"How dare this guy be late!"

"I can't help but be late for class, what do you think?"

There was some small commotion in the classroom, and many people looked at Lin Fan with a sense of gloating.

No way, it seems like this is the first time this has happened.

Yang Xiaoman also frowned and said with some displeasure: "Lin Fan, you'd better give me a reasonable explanation, otherwise, your usual results may not be too optimistic."

"Whatever, I can do it!"

Lin Fan shrugged nonchalantly, walked straight into the classroom, and sat on an empty seat.

Along the way, he received many looks of amazement, and many people even gave him a thumbs up.

It actually made Gui Jianchou feel defeated. It was so fierce that I had to admire him.

Yang Xiaoman on the podium was so angry that she glared at him fiercely, made a note of this in her mind, and continued the class.

Lin Fan listened for a while, but he couldn't listen.

After getting the system, my mentality changed unconsciously.

Simply, appreciate Yang Xiaoman and the girls in the class.

The girl sitting next to him is very beautiful, Zhang Qingxue, wearing a simple floral skirt, she looks pure and cute, and it makes people happy both physically and mentally.

The way he was listening to the class carefully at this time was even more fascinating.

Lin Fan looked at it intently, with admiration in his eyes.

It didn't take long for Zhang Qingxue to notice this, she frowned slightly and moved to the side, as if to stay away from him.

"Um?"

Lin Fan was stunned for a moment, and then almost laughed out loud.

But instead of looking away, he also sat down.

"Lin Fan!"

Zhang Qingxue bit her lip lightly and said with some embarrassment: "It's class time now, can you be more serious and stop staring at me all the time? I don't have any flowers on my face. Otherwise, it will be troublesome if the teacher notices me!"

Lin Fan laughed dumbly.

This little girl, who didn't expect to be so shy, couldn't stand being stared at by him for such a while.

Suddenly, I became very playful.

Lin Fan approached her again and said with a somewhat exaggerated expression: "Xiao Qingxue, how do you know that I have been staring at you? Have you been paying attention to me secretly? You like me but you can't say it out loud?"

"No, don't talk nonsense!"

Zhang Qingxue's pretty face turned red with embarrassment, and she lowered her head and did not dare to look at him.

This scene immediately caught the attention of someone in the class!