The Strong, The Few, True Cultivators on Campus Chapter 6: Ice Goddess

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Tang Zheng heard the movements above his head, his heart was awkward, he didn't look up, he stepped under his feet, and moved forward one meter in an instant.

Wow!

A large bucket of water splashed on the floor at the door, and splashes of water.

The whole class looked at the scene intently, and the expression with a smirk and a good show became stunned.

This ... what's going on, why did the unsuccessful trick fail, and why didn't Tang Zheng get drenched?

Get off Mawei!

Tang Zheng's mouth twitched a faint smile, and the **** class was really not simple. He welcomed the newcomer like this.

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

At once, everyone's expressions are more complicated, and many people have a glorious look in their eyes.

ding ling ling!

The bell rang, and the sound of high heels hitting the ground gradually approached. At the moment, almost all the boys sat up straight, holding their breaths, looking at the door like a giraffe.

A beautiful figure appeared in the doorway, and in an instant, the classroom seemed to have added a touch of bright color, making the air fresher.

Tang Zheng even heard the sound of many people slobbering, and he could n’t help but feel a flash of shock from Restricted Area.

Goddess!

This is the only thought in his mind at the moment [一 _ 本 _ 读] novel xstxt, comer melon seed face, willow leaf eyebrow, water snake waist, dressed in a professional suit, cold face, absolute Ice Goddess.

Although Tang Zheng has seen other teacher wearing this suit, it is totally incomparable with her.

The professional suit brought her curvaceous figure to the fullest. The greatness on her chest was almost ready. She almost broke through her clothes. A pair of slender beautiful legs wore black stockings.

This is a fatal uniform temptation for Fengyue veterans, not to mention this group of ten-year-old adolescents with excess hormone secretion.

Especially that cold face makes people feel ashamed, but they can't help generating daydreams.

"She is the teacher in this class?" Tang Zheng raised a question in his mind, and had never seen her before.

She stopped at the door, looked at the water stains on the ground, scowled her brows, and the two willow brows bent slightly, grace and bearing infinite.

She walked up to the podium and placed the textbook she was holding on the podium. The greatness of her chest was even more glorious and magnificent.

A lot of girls glanced admiringly, lowered their heads in shock, looked at their little buns, and said to themselves.

"Go to class." She said softly.

"Get up." a fat man in front of Tang Zheng shouted loudly.

"teacher is good." Everyone stood up, the boys shouted like chicken blood, and the girls were weak.

She nodded, motioned the crowd to sit down, swept her eyes, and landed on Tang Zheng, said coldly: "New classmate Tang Zheng, I am your class teacher Liu Qingmei, please introduce yourself."

Tang Zheng got up, looked at the crowd, and said lightly: "My name is Tang Zheng, Tang Zheng ’s Tang, Tang Zheng ’s Jun."

Liu Qingmei nodded and was very satisfied with his conciseness. She didn't like wordy people.

She knows a little bit about Tang Zheng ’s situation. Once the genius boy fell into the bottom of the dilemma, this is a fatal blow for anyone, but the words still show a strong confidence in his words. , So that she looked at each other, inevitably a little curious.

"Sit down." Liu Qingmei glanced at his position, and there was a trace of surprise in his eyes, saying: "Don't you need to change your seat?"

Tang Zheng is unclear. Therefore, this position is in the last row and is in a corner. It is a corner that is not easily noticeable.

"No need, thank you teacher."

Liu Qingmei's throat moved a bit, after all, he didn't persuade anymore, the others were gloating, and Tang Zheng was inexplicably confused.

Liu Qingmei started the class. Tang Zheng listened quietly for a while. Her lectures were organized and she attracted people's attention unconsciously.

"She seems to be only twenty-six or six years old, but she has a very good teaching method, which is better than many old teachers' methods. It is really amazing." Tang Zheng secretly stunned.

The Clogged Blood in his brain has been exhausted, and the rich knowledge points are back in the brain. These courses are already very simple for him.

He did not continue to attend the class, but cultivated Tongtian Ancient Scroll. He did not spare any time to practice. He must reach Refining Qi Third Grade as soon as possible.

Unconsciously, one lesson was over. Liu Qingmei walked out of the classroom holding the textbook, and the classroom immediately turned into a vegetable market, and became lively.

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

Tang Zheng asked curiously: "Why should I change? I think this position is quite good."

"Alas, I ’m doing it for you anyway, otherwise I will be too late. Oh, let me introduce myself first. My name is Feng Yong and I am the monitor of Class 7."

"Fat Fatty, don't chew your tongue, what's wrong with this position? Be careful to let Sister Dingdang hear your skin peeled later." A thick voice roared, a tall boy Standing like a tower in front of Tang Zheng.

Tang Zheng glanced at him. This man has a length of one meter and eight five feet, and his body has tendons, which is very deterrent.

Feng Yong narrowed its neck and quickly explained: "Gao Dazhi, I did not say that this seat is not good, I was just worried that Student Tang Zheng was sitting too far and could not see the words on the blackboard."

Gao Dazhi smiled, did n’t care about Feng Yong, but looked at Tang Zheng with interest, and said: "You are the first in the whole school before? Hey, I think this is the case, now it has fallen into our **** class. . "

"I think Class 7 is pretty good." Tang Zheng said lightly.

"Really? The seventh class is the bottom class. Isn't the temple too small for a" sophisticated student "like you?" Gao Dazhi teased.

"Even if you think you are the bottom class, then I have nothing to say. You are labelling yourself as the bottom, but you ca n’t represent others."

"Student Tang Zheng is right, what's wrong with our class, I believe our class will definitely get better." Feng Yong said when he saw the stitches.

"Fat Fatty, there is no one you can talk about here." Gao Dazhi glared at each other. "Tang Zheng, you are the real bottom. The school is the last one, hey, it's really beautiful."

There was a flash of anger in Tang Zheng's eyes, and he immediately returned to normal. His mentality is different than before, and there is no need to argue with Gao Dazhi.

When Tang Zheng did n’t speak, Gao Dazhi laughed with pride and was about to take advantage of the situation, but heard a whisper: "Gao Dazhi, what are you doing in front of my seat?"

Gao Dazhi shook his body, and quickly stepped back three steps, shyly smiling, and said: "Sister Dingdang, I am helping you to teach this new man who knows nothing about heaven and earth."

Ye Dingdang walked over with a bold stroke, a pair of smart eyes glanced at Tang Zheng who was sitting firmly on the Diaoyutai, and his delicate eyebrows immediately twisted up, saying: "Who are you, why sit in my position?"

Gao Dazhi laughed happily: "Sister Dingdang, he is ..."

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

Gao Dazhi is silent, shut up immediately.

Tang Zheng looked at her with interest, Sister Dingdang, who is she? A girl who makes Gao Dazhi so fearful is not a wait-and-see person.

"My name is Tang Zheng, this position is empty, not yours." Tang Zheng said nonchalantly.

"You are the nerd Tang Zheng!" Ye Dingdang is a bit curious. "Whatever you are, Tang Zheng, can't sit in my position, tell you, these two positions are mine."

Tang Zheng glanced at her butt, and said that your **** is quite upright, but it is not that big. How can she sit in two positions?

Ye Dingdang is going crazy, this man even looked at her **** with impunity, and the meaning conveyed by that look could not be more obvious.

"Get up!" Ye Dingdang yelled angrily.

Tang Zheng also frowned at Restricted Area. This beauty of Sister Dingdang does not lose Fang Shishi, but his personality is so different that it is simply unreasonable.

Tang Zheng was obsessed with learning before, and she didn't know the name of Ye Dingdang. She was another school flower with the same name as Fang Shishi.

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

The attention of the whole class was attracted and looked at this scene with interest. Ye Dingdang is a god-like existence in Class 7, not only is it beautiful, but also its skill, even the big guys like Gao Dazhi Not her opponent, and it is said that her identity is mysterious, and no one from this rich family of children dares to provoke her.

Tang Zheng, the newcomer today, dared to touch her mold. It was really the sun coming out from the west. There was a good show.

Ye Dingdang was also anxious. Looking at the left and right did not see anything special about Tang Zheng, so she slammed into the book in Tang Zheng ’s hand and shouted, "Huh, I will let you read."

Tang Zheng moved his arm cleverly and avoided.

Huh?

Ye Dingdang was taken aback, her catcher never missed, but this time it failed.

Tang Zheng did not raise his head, as if nothing had happened, he continued to concentrate on reading.

"It must have been a miss just now, see how I teach you now." Ye Dingdang comforted himself, grabbed a corner of the table, pulled outwards, and swept the thousands of troops at the same time, kicking Tang Zheng's plate.

Boom!

A collision sound.

"Ouch!"

A scream rang out, and everyone involuntarily showed a trace of joy. He said that Tang Zheng was miserable this time, and whoever angered him badly, angered Ye Dingdang.

Can you afford Ye Dingdang?

Feng Yong almost closed his eyes, so I could n’t bear to watch this cruel scene.

Gao Dazhi was smirking, very proud. Suddenly, his expression froze. Hey, why is it Ye Dingdang screaming with his feet, not Tang Zheng?

How could this outsider still read the book seriously, except that there was an additional chair in front of him, as if nothing had happened.

Other people also reacted and looked at this scene with a dull expression. The brain is really not enough.