Ten Fiancees Who Retired At The Beginning

Zhang Haotian slapped the table suddenly, scanning the surroundings gloomily, "Is that funny!?"

The remaining four men all stood up and pointed to the people in front of them.

"Laugh f*ck!"

"Shut up!"

...

Zhang Haotian got up and walked to the podium. He took out his cell phone, stared at Feng Lin and said, "Did you scold me just now?"

"Your wait beforehand."

Feng Lin suddenly raised his hand and looked out the door, "Come in, what are you doing hiding outside?"

Everyone in the class followed Feng Lin's gaze and looked towards the door.

Song Fan outside thought about it for a moment, and walked in with a smile.

"Wow! It turned out to be Teacher Song Fan!"

"So handsome! It's a pity that we don't teach us grades."

...

Many women in the class saw Song Fan walk in, and many of them looked idiots.

No one in the school didn't know Song Fan's identity.

This is a standard rich second generation.

University women are different from junior high schools and high schools. Their minds have matured.

In middle and high schools, many women look forward to their personal charm.

Good-looking, good at playing basketball, good game...

As long as there is one strong point, there will be girls who like it.

Most men are confessed by their sisters, all in this age group.

But universities are different, and personal charm is not the first.

Rich is the boss.

Because people are mature and handsome, they can't buy a house or a car.

Song Fan came to the school and drove millions of sports cars, which is money that ordinary people can't make in a lifetime.

In addition, Song Fan is not ugly, who doesn't want to marry such a man?

"Haha, hello, my name is Song Fan."

"I'm Feng Lin, Teacher Song. Generally, how do you educate you when you meet this kind of student?"

Feng Lin asked preconceivedly.

Last time I ate with Lan Rou, I encountered those little gangsters, it was his handwriting.

The logic couldn't be simpler.

His purpose is to let himself leave Lan Rou.

This time, he should be secretly provoking.

"I……"

Song Fan couldn't tell.

He was hiding there, waiting for the two to clashed.

Then stood up, stood at the moral commanding heights, and criticized Feng Linkou.

According to his popularity, many women in this class must be on his side.

When the time comes, it will be reflected to the dean, and Feng Lin will get out of it 100%.

Now I don’t know what to say.

Zhang Haotian suddenly grabbed Feng Lin by the collar and roared, "Why did you scold me just now?"

"Yes! Teacher Song, this newcomer scolded Shao Zhang just now!"

"We've all heard it, the scolding is terrible, it's a personal insult!"

...

Several men sitting in the last row stood up and said.

Song Fan was overjoyed. This Zhang Haotian still had some brains. He frowned and looked at Feng Lin, "Teacher Feng Lin, why are you insulting students?"

Tang Qianqian, who looked down and read the book, sighed deeply. This Fenglin was really true.

New students all provoke big shots.

Both Song Fan and Zhang Haotian were rich, and dealing with the poor Feng Lin was like playing.

But if I don't help myself, I can't justify it.

"Teacher Song, Zhang Hao Tianping scolded this teacher for no reason." Tang Qianqian stood up and said.

Feng Lin immediately gave Tang Qianqian a thankful look.

Tang Qianqian curled his lips and sat down again.

"I admit that I talked too much, but he insulted my personality and called me a duck!"

Zhang Haotian pointed at Feng Lin, looking like he was going to fight Feng Lin.

While talking, an older little teacher walked past the door.He has black-rimmed glasses, very small eyes, and bald hair.

He saw Song Fan and Zhang Haotian both here, and immediately walked in flatteringly, "Teacher Song, what happened?"

"Director Liu Zhu, you came just right."

Song Fan turned his head and blinked at Liu Zhu slightly, "I still have classes, and I leave the business to you."

He is not a fool, he has always been aggressive, and it is passed to Lan Rou's ears, and it is him who suffers.

Liu Zhuxin nodded, he is the deputy director of the Finance Department.

Usually Song Fan and Zhang Haotian invited him to dinner, so they naturally knew which side they were on.

"Director Liu, this new teacher scolded me, it was terrible." Zhang Haotian pointed at Feng Lin and said with a cold look in his eyes.

"Do you dare to insult a student? What do you teach, why haven't I met you?"

Liu Zhu questioned Feng Lin.

"I teach English, and I go to work for the first time today." Feng Lin grinned.

"You teach English? Don't you know? In the first-year finance classes, am I the one who teaches English?"

Liu Zhu held his hands behind his back, his face full of human aura.

But it is also normal, the higher level crushes people to death.

As the deputy director, which teacher saw him, he was not respectful.

Feng Lin shook his head and said, "I don't know this, it was arranged by the deputy dean."

"Associate Dean? How many certificates do you have in English?" Liu Zhu asked.

"I don't have a certificate."

"Do you dare to mislead people without a certificate? Who gave you the courage? Who?" Liu Zhu still played with his English.

"Maybe my English is better than you."

Since the other party was not polite to him, Feng Lin didn't need to be used to him.

"Do you know who I am? I have lived abroad for more than ten years, and your English is better than me? Are you OK?"

Liu Zhu's face was full of contempt. He didn't dare to speak other words. He was quite confident in English.

There is no barrier to communication between him and those foreigners.

"Then we will compare and see whose English is good." Feng Lin smiled faintly.

Doing tasks all over the world, do not know the local language, can not integrate into the environment of the other side, what other tasks do you still perform?

He is fluent in eight languages, including writing and accents from various places.

If you simply communicate, Fenglin can use fifteen different languages.

Tang Qianqian held his face helplessly, this Feng Lin was really looking for abuse.

There are several foreign teachers in the school, and they all say that Liu Zhu's English is very standard.

How can Feng Lin, a student studying in Africa, compare with Liu Zhu?

"Your name is Feng Lin? If your English is better than Director Liu, I will apologize to you. If you can't, just resign, dare you?"

Zhang Haotian said to Feng Lin that some foreign teachers in the college were not good at Chinese, and it was Liu Zhu who communicated with them.

Song Fan said before that his purpose was to drive Feng Lin away.

The Song family has four major families, and Zhang Haotian's father specifically explained it.

We must please Song Fan at school.

"Okay! I promised! You guys, how do you compare?" Feng Lin asked.

"Simple, go to the college radio room with me, and we will recite a paragraph alone, and then let the foreign teachers judge it."

After Liu Zhu finished speaking, he led the way.

Feng Lin followed him with a smile.

"This Fenglin! Big idiot, the job I finally found is gone."

Tang Qianqian made a fist secretly, but she couldn't help at all.

"Compared with Teacher Liu Zhu in English, that is really looking for abuse."

"Let's go, let's go see the excitement together, anyway the counselors are there."

Several girls around also began to booze.

Tang Qianqian watched everyone go out, she hesitated and followed out.

At this moment, a familiar voice came from the broadcast.

It's Liu Zhu.

His lecture was the very famous "I Have a Dream".

Everyone stood outside the broadcast room, listening quietly.

Not long after, a blond white man walked in the distance.

She looked up at the loudspeaker at a high place, nodded secretly, and said in substandard Chinese: "Ms. Liu Zhu's English is getting more and more standard."

"It's over! Foreigners all agree."

Tang Qianqian sighed deeply.

At this moment, Liu Zhu finished his speech.

Feng Lin's voice came over, and it was also "I Have a Dream".

This is going to hit the middle door!

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