Ten Fiancees Who Retired At The Beginning

A deep, magnetic sound came from the college speaker.

Immediately after that, it is this very famous one, and I have a dream.

"Today we are gathering in front of his statue. This solemn declaration is like the light of a lighthouse."

"Bring hope to the millions of black slaves who are tortured in the fire of injustice that destroys lives."

"It comes like a dawn of joy, ending the long night of bondage."

...

Feng Lin's voice was very high-pitched, and after every sentence, he changed his tone.

The white female teacher next to her had her eyes rounded and her chin fell to the ground.

At the same time, a lot of people gathered here.

Several foreign teachers from the college gathered around and looked up at the loudspeaker.

Not only them, but Deputy Chief Lan Rou also stood here following the voice.

"associate dean!"

"Hello, Teacher Lan."

...

Several foreign teachers in the surrounding area, as well as many students, all greeted Lan Rou.

She is a goddess in the academy.

Tang Qianqian couldn't help but look more. Feng Lin said that Lan Rou was his fiancée, and she must be dreaming.

Such a beautiful and gentle person, with a high-class background and position.

Unless the family is blind, she will be allowed to marry Feng Lin.

However, for some reason, she always felt that Feng Lin's accent was very similar to the voice in the American movies she often watched.

There is no Chinese accent.

Finally, Feng Lin's speech was over.

Several foreign teachers here all applauded warmly.

The students around also applauded.

The door of the broadcasting room opened, and Feng Lin walked out with his hands in his trouser pockets, his expression very confident.

Liu Zhu and Zhang Haotian also came out.

"It seems that several foreign teachers are here, so let the teachers judge." Feng Lin walked to the teachers here and said with a smile, "Please comment on some teachers."

"Dude, was it you who spoke just now?"

A white man grabbed Feng Lin's arm.

"Yes, it's me." Feng Lin nodded.

"I thought you were a voice actor in our country, too strong!"

White man thumbs up.

"Why is he stronger? Isn't my pronunciation substandard?"

Liu Zhu's face was a little unnatural.

"Director Liu, yours is pretty standard, but you can still tell right away that you are not a local."

"Yeah! This teacher can't hear it at all, not only that, he just used the eastern accent of the United States, as well as the southern accent."

"He also used the London accent. I thought this gentleman was my fellow, and he was more standard than I said."

...

The foreign teachers here didn't know what happened, so they all explained with a smile.

There are many students around, especially the students who know the ins and outs of the closed forest class.

All were so shocked that they couldn't speak.

This teacher is too good, he is more standard than the natives.

Tang Qianqian couldn't believe it. He didn't expect Feng Lin's accent to be so accurate.

As a student master, she used to check a lot of information to learn English.

The English in the United States is actually similar to Mandarin in China.

Although they are all Mandarin, people in every province, more or less, have a little accent.

Unexpectedly, Feng Lin's English could enter this state.

Feng Lin turned his head with a smile, stretched out his hand and gestured a centimeter to Liu Zhu, "It seems that I am a little better than Director Liu."

Liu Zhu's face was pale, and he flicked his sleeves and left.

Zhang Haotian is also preparing to leave.

"Stop, do you apologize?" Feng Lin grabbed Zhang Haotian's shoulder from behind, "I'm not old yet, and my memory is not that bad."

Zhang Haotian gritted his teeth secretly, there are too many people here, not suitable for nonsense, so he quickly turned around, "I'm sorry."After speaking, he trot immediately, leaving with gloomy eyes.

"Feng Lin! You deserve it!"

Lan Rougang had heard Feng Lin speak proficiently in eight languages ​​before, and thought he was bragging.

It now appears that it is true in all likelihood.

But, think about it...

Right.

According to rumors, Dead Night’s No. 1 and No. 2 are the strongest.

Feng Lin also said before that No. 3 is the brain of Dead Night, equivalent to a counselor.

That Feng Lin, the sixth behind, should not be strong in fighting, but in other aspects.

Feng Lin laughed and said, "Average, third in the village."

...

In the distance, looking at the two close friends, Song Fan's face became colder and colder. He picked up the phone and made a call.

It seems that ordinary gangsters can't hurt him.

Should use some ruthless means.

His younger brother knows many people who do dirty things, and there must be a way.

Song Fan drove his sports car to the high-end restaurant under the Song family.

Song Keming was standing here waiting. He saw the sports car, walked over, and opened the co-pilot door.

"Brother, what's the matter?"

Song Keming closed the door and asked with a smile.

"Help me solve the problem, you know, my dad asked me to pursue Lan Rou, but he managed to get Cheng Yaojin halfway."

Song Fan took out his phone and clicked on the album, which contained Feng Lin's photos.

"Fuck! It's him!" Song Keming almost jumped up.

"How? You know?"

Song Fan frowned.

"Brother, do you know Xu Ruoying?" Song Keming asked.

Song Fan nodded. Of course he knew that his appearance was comparable to that of Lan Rou.

But in many cases, the identity background can also play a role in adding points.

Just like the same beautiful woman, one wearing a simple dress, the other wearing a crown.

Some identities, men who don't lack women, will choose the one wearing a crown.

Such a woman is more difficult to conquer, and only after catching her hands can she have a sense of accomplishment.

"I'm about to get Xu Ruoying in hand soon, this kid Feng Lin got in!" Song Keming clenched his fists viciously.

"Grass! This kid is against our brother, what can you do?"

Song Fan didn't expect that Feng Lin and their brothers were all related to the women they were fond of.

"Brother, I got the drug from my friend." Song Keming took out a pack of dark yellow powder from his pocket, "I'm going to get Xu Ruoying first, do you have some too?"

"No! Lan Rou's identity is not comparable to Xu Ruoying's. Let her family know that our Song family will be over."

Song Fan shook his head, he still knew how to measure.

The Xu family can't afford to provoke the Song family, and may choose to swallow their anger in the end.

The Lan family is different.

"Brother, this time I will also invite Feng Lin to find a woman to bring him to him while he faints. If Lan Rou knew about this, what would he think?"

Song Keming showed a meaningful smile.

"You kid! I'm not as good as you in terms of crooked ideas!"

Song Fan smiled and hugged Song Keming, his eyes narrowed, "Find another man, pretend to be that woman's boyfriend, go to catch the stolen goods, and let a reporter report."

"F*ck! Brother, your crooked ideas are also good!"

The two brothers smiled at each other.

...

Feng Lin only teaches one class, and there is only one English class on this day.

He finally stayed up until the afternoon from school.

Originally planning to go back in Tang Qianqian's electric car, she received a call from Xu Ruoying.

"What's the matter?" Feng Lin connected and asked.

"Song Keming said that he wanted to talk to us, and I agreed."

Xu Ruoying said over there, she also wanted to tell Song Keming herself that it was impossible for them to let him let the Xu family go.

"Song Keming?"

Feng Lin frowned. He didn't know the relationship between Song Keming and Song Fan.

But since it's still Xu Ruoying's business, he naturally wants to check it out, "Okay, you come to the school to pick me up."

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