Perfect peach luck

In the eyes of all the students, the figure standing at the door is infinitely perfect.

Height of about 172cm, a pair of high heels of about 5cm, a set of white and black professional short skirt suits, such as a shawl with bursting blue silk and long hair, tall and straight pink flesh with high bulges, a flat belly, under the buttocks of ### that is a pair The slender body with golden ratio did not wear any black lace, but it showed her flawless legs even more.

A folder was held in front of her chest, her beautiful expression was so glamorous that it was impossible to resist, even if she just stood there, it gave people a feeling of irresistible.

Perfect, no matter at what time, she is the most perfect existence.

Because, she is Shen Fan's sister Yu who wanted to blaspheme before... Leng Qing!

"How could it be her?" The corners of Shen Fan's mouth twitched even more.

An Ziyan wants to pull herself under her command, and attract trouble from the enemy, which makes him want to commit suicide in pain, while the appearance of Leng Qing makes Shen Fan feel like he is in a double world of ice and fire. How can I describe it!

He escaped after being molested by her!

A week passed, and he thought this matter was over. Looking at Leng Qing's expression, he seemed to feel a feeling that a monk could not escape the temple if he could run away!

In fact, this is also Leng Qing's true thought. She does know that Shen Fan can run away as a monk and not go to the temple, and finally has to fall into the palm of her own hand. This is the main reason why she has never gone to find Shen Fan and return his luggage.

The atmosphere was a little quiet.

"Lin Bitao, you are bullying junior again! If you make trouble again, I will punish you!" In the end, Leng Qing was the first to break the peace in the classroom. She walked into the classroom, stood outside the crowd and looked at Lin Bitao, without stepping forward to help her , and did not show deliberate favoritism, his eyes did not meet with Shen Fan's in any way, he just looked at Lin Bitao a few more times, and there was a lot of blame in his words.

This is... a goddess!

What is a goddess?

It is the perfect woman who can't help but make a boy strongly conquer ### whenever I see it, and Leng Qing is the goddess among goddesses. Her beauty can be unattainable, thrilling, and even more beautiful Returning to the basics and looking at the clouds and the clouds indifferently can lead to tranquility and far-reaching, and even overwhelming mountains and seas.

Although An Ziyan is also a superb beauty, she is still young after all, and her temperament is a little immature. Coupled with her arrogant little princess disposition, it will make people feel like a savage girlfriend, while Leng Qing The whole body exudes a mature feminine atmosphere, and there is a distinctive charm in every gesture. It is glamorous, but it will not reject people thousands of miles away. It lacks some affinity, but it is also Enhanced everyone's sense of identity with her.

This kind of charm is absolutely unique, even if it is a disguise, it cannot be faked.

In front of such an excellent goddess mentor, Lin Bitao, who had already lost face once, didn't want to admit cowardice, wiped the corners of his mouth, and unabashedly cast a venomous look at Shen Fan, and then smiled openly: "Mr. Leng, I But I didn’t bully my junior, so please don’t punish me, I just had a friendly discussion with that classmate, and this happened because of my carelessness.”

Leng Qing nodded, just cast a look of "attention", and then continued to walk into the classroom. He still didn't pay attention to Shen Fan, because she was also a little entangled, and she was actually a little afraid to be in this kind of situation. When I met Shen Fan on occasion, after all, I was a professor and his mentor at the university, but this kid stole my first kiss that night!

Damn!

She had thought about it before, but now she can only pretend that nothing happened, treat him equally under normal circumstances, unless it is necessary, try to keep as little contact with this guy as possible in school, so as not to embarrass herself.

In fact, Leng Qing was outside the classroom a long time ago, so she naturally knew that Lin Bitao was seriously injured. With Lin Bitao's character, Shen Fan kicked out a front tooth, not only did she not go to the infirmary, but she did not expose Shen Fan Following the principle that more things are worse than less things, out of sight, out of sight, he turned around and walked towards the podium.

"Clap clap clap!"

Standing on the podium, Leng Qing patted her palms: "All the students, according to the groups that the seniors and sisters have just divided into groups, the ten teams will gather at the captain's place and sit down."

After hearing the order, all the students obediently stood behind their supervisors and senior sisters, and arranged for them to take their seats. Of course, Shen Fan also obediently walked to An Ziyan's team.

She knew that the relationship between An Ziyan and Leng Qing should be good. When she saw them at the school gate, she thought they were good sisters, but she didn't expect it to be a teacher-student relationship.

After all the students were seated, Leng Qing turned around and wrote her name on the blackboard, and continued: "Students, hello everyone. As written on the blackboard, my name is Leng Qing. From today, I will be Your class teacher and tutor of ancient literature."

wow wow wow...

Thunderous applause!

"First of all, welcome students to join this group. Our Department of Archeology is the most special existence of Yanhuang University, and it is also the one with the smallest number of groups. You only recruited [-] students this year, divided into two classes. Now I will introduce and Let me explain why there are senior sisters and seniors who will divide you into groups." Leng Qing didn't say too much nonsense, and went directly to the topic.

"Including the second class, there are a total of fifty students. Thirty excellent students from the sophomore and junior colleges are the captains and divided into ten teams. Each team forms a group. Among the five, there are two students with practical orientation and two students with theoretical orientation. There are two students, one all-round student. In the exams of each semester, the last student in each team will be dismissed and integrated. The ten teams will be reduced to eight teams, and this cycle will be repeated. Ten students will be dismissed or transferred to another department during the semester, so I warn you that from the day you choose the Department of Archeology, you have already entered a battlefield. Of course, the first semester of the first academic year is mainly an intentional choice , after the half-term mid-term entrance exam, you will face a reorganization of the team, and then it will be your real team."

The first-year freshmen were all dumbfounded after hearing this teaching model, and all of them opened their eyes and mouths wide, all in disbelief.

Leng Qing was already used to this kind of reaction, she pursed her lips and continued with a smile: "When the sophomore year is over, there will be 50 of you in public, and there will only be ten left, and the first semester of your junior year is when you decide The real moment of a male and female, of course it is a bit early for me to say this, but I have to tell you that the last five students are facing the top training in the country that lasts for one and a half years, what kind of glory will they have in the future , I think you should imagine it."

"It seems that you are somewhat dissatisfied and doubtful about this teaching method." Leng Qing took a deep breath and continued, "I can tell you very clearly that our Department of Archeology is not only part of Yanhuang University. It's time for you to express your views, if someone quits now, there is still time! You can go to the office, there will be a tutor to receive you, and you can choose other departments!"

"Never flinch! Never give up!" As soon as Leng Qing finished speaking, all ten senior students present shouted loudly, only fifty freshmen stared coldly at a loss.

"Teacher... I..." At this moment, a skinny girl raised her hand and stood up, bit her lip lightly, and lowered her head, not daring to look at Leng Qing on the stage.

"Student, this way please!" Before Leng Qing could speak, a senior had already stood up and led the female classmate out of the classroom.

"Okay, I support every choice you make." Leng Qing nodded to the student who led the freshman to leave and said, "Lin Bitao, the withdrawn students are from your team, go to the preparatory classroom to pick someone."

"Yes!"

"Wait, teacher, I too..." Suddenly another male classmate stood up, and said sternly.

"Ci'ao!" Lin Bitao saw that it belonged to his own team again, he really wanted to scold her, it's embarrassing!

"teacher……"

"teacher……"

One person took the lead, and seven strong men emerged immediately, and left one by one. The originally neat ten teams could not make up nine now!

But Leng Qing didn't show any headache or upset, she just asked the senior students who lacked team members to go to the preparatory classroom to pick people.

The freshmen, including Shen Fan, were all at a loss. They didn't know what the preparatory classroom was or what it was used for. They just sat there quietly and waited...

On the other side, in a huge classroom, a middle-aged bald man was sitting on the instructor's podium. He looked to be in his fifties, with a curly mustache. It seemed a bit funny, but this man was not It's not funny, because he is Situ Langyue, the deputy secretary-general of the Huaxia Archaeological Federation!

And the people sitting in the classroom are the top talents in various disciplines.

When Situ Langyue finished his speech, many students who were not interested left the room one after another. In the end, there were only ten people left in the classroom. It seemed that the time calculation was very accurate. At this moment, Lin Bitao, An Ziyan and others It's all here.

"Teacher Situ, here we come!" Lin Bitao walked over with a few people, and first bowed respectfully.

"Hehe, Xiaotao, how many times have you left this year?" Situ Langyue showed a kind smile, and the group found out; Lin Bitao's face was injured, so he asked, "Troubleshooting again?"

"No, I accidentally fell." Lin Bitao scratched his head like a child who made a mistake, and continued, "Teacher, seven this year." Lin Bitao replied.

"That's right, it's much less than you used to." Situ Langyue nodded, and said with a smile, "This is a classmate, so I'll leave it to you. I trust your vision!"

"Don't worry, Teacher Situ!" Lin Bitao said confidently.

After watching Situ Langyue leave, Lin Bitao turned to the ten freshmen sitting there and said, "Students, are you interested in playing a game together?"

Ten people were stunned, all at a loss...