The Strong, The Few, True Cultivators on Campus

Hearing the strange movement above his head, Tang Zheng's heart trembled, he didn't look up, he took a step, and moved forward one meter in an instant.

Crash!

A large bucket of water was splashed on the floor of the doorway, causing splashes.

The whole class watched this scene intently, and the expressions that had been watching the show with a smirk on their faces became dumbfounded.

This... what's going on, why did the tried and tested move fail, why didn't Tang Zheng get soaked?

Get off your horse!

The corner of Tang Zheng's mouth twitched into a faint smile, the class in Hell was really not simple, to welcome newcomers like this.

He glanced at the stunned crowd, and found that there were still two vacant seats in the last row, so he walked over and sat down without saying a word.

Immediately, everyone's expressions became more complicated, and many people had a schadenfreude in their eyes.

Jingle Bell!

The class bell rang, and the sound of high-heeled shoes hitting the ground gradually approached. Immediately, almost all the boys sat up straight, held their breath, and looked at the door like giraffes.

A beautiful figure appeared at the door, and in an instant, the classroom seemed to be brightened, making the air fresh.

Tang Zheng even heard the sound of many people swallowing their saliva, and a trace of amazement flashed in his eyes involuntarily.

goddess!

This was the only thought that popped up in his mind at the moment, someone with a melon-seeded face, willow-leaf eyebrows, water-snake waist, wearing a professional suit, with a cold face, an absolute iceberg goddess.

Although Tang Zheng had seen other teachers wearing this suit, it was completely incomparable to hers.

The professional suit set off her graceful figure to the fullest, and the greatness of her chest was ready to be seen, almost tearing her clothes, and a pair of slender legs were actually wearing black stockings, which was simply fatal.

This is enough to be a fatal temptation for a veteran of Fengyue, let alone this group of teenagers with excessive secretion of hormones.

Especially that cold face made people feel ashamed, but they couldn't help but have daydreams.

"Is she the teacher of this class?" Tang Zheng had a question in his heart, he had never seen her before.

She stopped at the door, looked at the water stains on the ground, and frowned. The two willow-leaf eyebrows were slightly curved, with infinite charm.

She walked up to the podium and put the textbooks she was holding on the podium. The greatness of her chest was even more majestic and majestic.

Many girls glanced at it enviously, and lowered their heads in shock, looking at their little steamed buns, feeling ashamed.

"Class." She said softly.

"Stand up." A little fat man in front of Tang Zheng shouted loudly.

"Hello, teacher." Everyone stood up, the boys shouted as if they had been spat with chicken blood, and the girls were weak.

She nodded and signaled everyone to sit down, her gaze fell on Tang Zheng, and she said coldly: "New classmate Tang Zheng, I am your class teacher Liu Qingmei, please introduce yourself."

Tang Zheng got up, looked at everyone, and said flatly: "My name is Tang Zheng, Tang Zheng's Tang, Tang Zheng's Jun."

Liu Qingmei nodded, very satisfied with his simplicity, she doesn't like long-winded people.

She knew a thing or two about Tang Zheng's situation. The once talented boy fell to the bottom of the predicament. This was a fatal blow to anyone, but seeing his strong self-confidence still revealed in his words, she was shocked. Looking at it with admiration, I can't help being a little curious.

"Sit down." Liu Qingmei looked at his position, a trace of surprise flashed in her eyes, and said, "Don't you need to change your seat?"

Tang Zheng didn't know why, this position was in the last row and in a corner, a corner that was not easy to be noticed by others, he couldn't wish for it.

"No, thank you teacher."

Liu Qingmei's throat twitched, but in the end she didn't try to persuade her anymore, while the others looked gloating, making Tang Zheng baffled.

Liu Qingmei started class, and Tang Zheng listened quietly for a while. Her lecture was clear and organized, which attracted people's attention involuntarily.

"She looks only in her mid-twenties, but she is very good at teaching.

It is better than the methods of many old teachers, really amazing. " Tang Zheng was speechless secretly.

The congestion in his brain has been exhausted, and the rich knowledge points have returned to his brain. These courses are already very simple for him.

He didn't continue to listen to the lectures, but practiced the Tongtian Ancient Scroll. He didn't miss any time to practice, and he had to reach the third rank of Qi Refining as soon as possible.

Unknowingly, a class was over, Liu Qingmei walked out of the classroom with the textbook in her arms, and the classroom immediately turned into a vegetable market, bustling with activity.

"Tang Zheng, you should change your seat as soon as possible." The little fat man in the front row came over and said mysteriously.

Tang Zheng asked curiously: "Why do you want to change? I think this position is quite good."

"Well, anyway, I'm doing it for your own good, otherwise it will be too late, oh, let me introduce myself first, my name is Feng Yong, and I am the monitor of class seven."

"Fatty Feng, don't gossip, what's wrong with this position? Be careful and let Sister Dingdang hear you skinned later." A thick voice roared, a tall and burly boy like a statue Standing in front of Tang Zheng like an iron tower.

Tang Zheng glanced at him, this man was 1.85 meters tall, with a full body of flesh, full of intimidation.

Feng Yong shrank his neck, and quickly explained: "Gao Dazhi, I didn't say that this seat is not good, I was just worried that classmate Tang Zheng would sit too far away and could not see the words on the blackboard."

Gao Dazhi chuckled, ignored Feng Yong, but looked at Tang Zheng with great interest, and said, "You were the number one in the school before? Hehe, that's all I think, but now you're reduced to our hell class. "

"I think Class Seven is pretty good." Tang Zheng said flatly.

"Really? Class 7 is the bottom class. Isn't it too small for a 'top student' like you?" Gao Dazhi teased.

"Even you think it's the bottom of the class, then I have nothing to say. You are labeling yourself the bottom of the class, but it cannot represent others."

"Student Tang Zheng is right. If there is anything wrong with our class, I believe our class will get better." Feng Yong said.

"Fatty Feng, you have no place to speak here." Gao Dazhi glared at the other party angrily, "Tang Zheng, you are the one who is really at the bottom, the last one in the whole school, hehe, what a sight."

A flash of anger flashed in Tang Zheng's eyes, and he immediately returned to normal. His state of mind is not what it used to be, and there is no need to argue with Gao Dazhi.

Seeing that Tang Zheng was silent, Gao Dazhi laughed triumphantly, and was about to take advantage of the situation to taunt a few more words, but heard a coquettish voice: "Gao Dazhi, what are you doing sneaking around in front of my seat?"

Gao Dazhi trembled all over, quickly took three steps back, and said with a shy smile, "Sister Dingdang, I'm helping you teach this ignorant newcomer a lesson."

Ye Dingdang walked over boldly, glanced at Tang Zheng who was sitting firmly on the Diaoyutai with a pair of agile eyes, and immediately frowned his delicate eyebrows, and said, "Who are you, why are you sitting in my seat?"

Gao Dazhi gloated and said with a gleeful smile: "Sister Dingdang, he is..."

"Shut up, I didn't ask you, I asked him." Ye Dingdang looked straight at Tang Zheng, with a bad tone.

Gao Dazhi was silent like a cicada, and shut up immediately.

Tang Zheng looked at her with great interest, Sister Dingdang, who is she? For a girl to make Gao Dazhi so fearful, she is definitely not someone who will take it easy.

"My name is Tang Zheng, and this seat is vacant, not yours." Tang Zheng said indifferently.

"You are that nerdy Tang Zheng!" Ye Dingdang couldn't help being a little curious, "So what if you are Tang Zheng, you can't take my seat, let me tell you, both of these seats are mine."

Tang Zheng glanced at her butt, and thought to himself that your butt is pretty sticky, but it's not that big, how can you fit two seats.

Ye Dingdang was about to go crazy, this man actually looked at her butt unscrupulously, and the meaning conveyed by that look couldn't be more obvious.

"Get up!" Ye Dingdang shouted angrily.

Tang Zheng also frowned involuntarily, this Miss Dingdang's beauty was not inferior to Fang Shishi's, but her personality was vastly different, it was simply unreasonable.

Tang Zheng used to be obsessed with studying, and he didn't know Ye Dingdang's name at all. She was another school girl who was as famous as Fang Shishi.

"I'm going to read, please don't disturb me." Tang Zheng said coldly.

The attention of the whole class was attracted, and they watched this scene with great interest. Ye Dingdang was like a god in class seven. Her opponent, and it is said that her identity is mysterious, no one in this group of rich children dared to provoke her.

Today's newcomer Tang Zheng dared to touch her bad luck, it's really the sun coming out from the west, it's a good show to watch.

Ye Dingdang was also in a hurry, and she didn't see anything special about Tang Zheng when she looked left and right, so she grabbed the book in Tang Zheng's hand and shouted, "Hmph, I'll let you read the book."

Tang Zheng moved his arm and avoided it skillfully.

Huh?

Ye Dingdang was taken aback, she never missed her catch, but this time she missed.

Tang Zheng didn't raise his head, as if nothing had happened, he continued to read the book intently.

"I must have missed it just now, let's see how I teach you a lesson now." Ye Dingdang comforted himself, grabbed a corner of the table, pulled it outward, and at the same time swept away thousands of troops with one move, kicking Tang Zheng's lower body.

boom!

There was a crashing sound.

"Ouch!"

A scream rang out, and everyone couldn't help showing a little joy, thinking that Tang Zheng was in a terrible situation, and it was not good to provoke anyone, even Ye Dingdang.

Is Ye Dingdang someone you can afford to provoke?

Feng Yong almost closed his eyes, he couldn't bear to watch this cruel scene.

Gao Dazhi had a smirk on his face, extremely proud. Suddenly, his expression froze, hey, why is it Ye Dingdang who hugged his feet and screamed, not Tang Zheng?

Why is this outsider reading the book seriously, but there is an extra chair in front of him, as if nothing happened.

The others also reacted, watching this scene with dull expressions, their brains are really not enough.