Dad asked me to choose one of ten goddesses to marry

Chapter 22

A low, magnetic voice came from the college loudspeaker.

Then, it was this very famous, I had a dream.

"Today we are gathering in front of his statue, a solemn declaration like the light of a beacon."

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

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

……

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

The white female teacher next to her had her eyes so round that her chin was about to fall to the ground.

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

Several foreign teachers in the academy all gathered around and looked up at the loudspeakers.

Not only them, but the vice president Lan Rou also followed the voice and stood here.

"associate dean!"

"Hello Teacher Lan."

……

Several foreign teachers and many students all around said hello to Lan Rou.

She is a goddess-level person in the academy.

Tang Qianqian couldn't help but take a few more glances, Feng Lin said that Lan Rou was his fiancee and must be dreaming big.

She is so beautiful and gentle, and her background and position are all high-ranking people.

Unless the family members are blind, they will let her marry Feng Lin.

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

No Chinese accent.

Finally, Feng Lin's speech ended.

Several foreign teachers here, all applauded warmly.

The surrounding students 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. Let the teachers judge." Feng Lin walked to the teachers here and said with a smile, "Please give some comments."

"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 the voice actor of our country, too strong!"

Caucasian man thumbs up.

"Why is he stronger? Is my pronunciation not standard?"

Liu Zhu's face was a little unnatural.

"Director Liu, yours is already very standard, but you can still tell at once that you are not a local."

"Yeah! This teacher can't hear it at all. Not only that, he just used an eastern American accent, as well as a southern accent."

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

……

Several foreign teachers here, not knowing what happened, all explained with a smile.

There are many students around, especially the students in Feng Lin's class who know the ins and outs.

All were speechless.

This teacher is too powerful, and he speaks to a standard that is better than that of the natives.

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

As a scholar, she once checked a lot of information to learn English.

American English is actually similar to Chinese Mandarin.

Although it's all Mandarin, people from each province, more or less, have some accents.

Unexpectedly, Feng Lin's English could enter such a state.

Feng Lin turned his head with a smile, stretched out his hand, and gestured towards Liu Zhu by one centimeter, "It seems that I am indeed a little stronger than Director Liu."

Liu Zhu's face was ashen, and he flung his sleeves and left.

Zhang Haotian is also ready to leave.

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

Zhang Haotian gritted his teeth secretly, there are too many people here and it is not suitable for fooling around, so he turned around quickly, "I'm sorry."

After he finished speaking, he immediately trotted away and left with a gloomy look.

"Feng Lin! As expected of you!"

Lan Rou had just heard Feng Lin say he was proficient in eight languages ​​and thought he was bragging.

Now it seems that nine times out of ten it is true.

However, think about it...

Right.

According to rumors, No. [-] and No. [-] of Dead Night are the strongest.

Feng Lin also said before that No. [-] is the brain of the dead night, equivalent to a counselor.

Feng Lin, the back No. [-], should not be strong in combat, but in other areas.

Feng Lin teased and said, "Generally average, the third in the village."

……

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

It seems that ordinary gangsters can't hurt him.

You should use some ruthless means.

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

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

Song Keming was standing here waiting. He saw the sports car, came over, and opened the passenger 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 killed Cheng Yaojin halfway through."

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

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

"What? You know him?"

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 Lan Rou's.

But in many cases, identity background can also play a plus role.

It was like the same beautiful woman, one dressed in plain clothes and the other wearing a crown.

Some identities, men who have no shortage of women, will choose the one wearing the crown.

Such a woman is more difficult to conquer, and only after catching up can you have a sense of accomplishment.

"I'm about to get Xu Ruoying's hands soon, this kid Feng Lin stepped 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 liked.

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

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

Song Fan shook his head, he still knew what to do.

The Xu family can't afford to offend the Song family, so they may choose to swallow it in the end.

The Lan family is different.

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

Song Keming showed a meaningful smile.

"You kid! In terms of crooked ideas, I'm really not as good as you!"

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

"I'll wipe it! Brother, your crooked ideas are not bad!"

The two brothers smiled at each other.

……

Feng Lin only taught one class, and there was only one English class a day.

He finally stayed up until the afternoon after school.

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

"What's wrong?" Feng Lin asked.

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

Xu Ruoying said over there that she also wanted to tell Song Keming personally 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 was still Xu Ruoying's business, he naturally went to see it, "Okay, come pick me up at school."

(End of this chapter)