The first favorite of rebirth: Mr. President, borrow a marriage

Chapter 50 Art Professor PK Genius School Grass
In the next few days, everyone was surprised, Luozheng really changed from before, and entered the state of study.

During the period, Zhao Yafang was worried that Luozheng would repent, so she even printed out a copy of the bet and posted it in a conspicuous place at the back of the classroom... Then, under the witness of the students and teachers, the two signed their names together.

As soon as the news got out, Luozheng would get a lot of strange looks when he walked around the campus.

He even clicked on the campus forum, and the hottest post on the top was this bet.

[This is a contest between the scumbags and the class teacher, can the scumbags counterattack?The answer will be revealed next month! 】

The corner of Luozheng's mouth twitched, and she scrolled down the post, and there were hundreds of replies, all of which were determined to lose!

Holding his chin, Luozheng stared at the sky at a 45-degree angle. How could it be that no one believed in miracles?
Luozheng responded calmly to everyone's attention.

After all, in the last life, Mu Sen sent out a video, ruining his reputation... At that time, everyone's eyes were full of contempt, contempt, and ridicule. The comparison between the two, sincerity is nothing!
Besides, apart from concentrating on studying, Luozheng's only concern was the bodyguard.

Counting the time, she planned to leave school in the afternoon and go to Beijing University to see if Bao Hancheng had a job... However, in her spare time, she casually checked the Beijing University forum, and eye-catching posts came into view.

[The newly appointed "art professor" of Peking University has competed with the "Genius School Grass" of Peking University for four consecutive years. Who is your dream lover? 】

There are two photos attached below, skip the photo of Xi Mubai and go directly to the second one.

In the photo, the man has a slender figure and a picturesque face. He is wearing a black shirt and straight and slender trousers, exuding a sense of abstinence.

Boom, the beauty of the bodyguard, she really wants to lick the screen countless times!

"Bam—"

Luozheng stood up suddenly, almost tripping over the seat, making a harsh sound.

Then, all the students looked at her, quickly packed up their textbooks, randomly stuffed them in their schoolbags, and were about to rush outside.

"Luozheng, why are you crazy? The teacher will come over right away, hurry up and sit down!"

Li Li got up all of a sudden, not hiding her disgust.

It's a pity that Luozheng ignored her and disappeared at the door.

In an instant, there were discussions in the classroom:

"I know, she's just putting on a show, a scumbag pretending to be a schoolmaster!"

"Yeah, I don't have any brains, I bet with the head teacher, I'm waiting to drop out of school!

"If she's like this, if she can get into the top ten, I'll live broadcast and eat shit right away!"

……

Luozheng didn't know what the students were talking about. After running out of the campus, she took off her school uniform, put on some pretty light makeup, and then took a taxi to Beijing University.

Beijing University, the No. 10 University in Beijing, and Luozheng's university are not too far away, only a [-]-[-]-minute drive away.

Anyone who can go to school at Peking University must either have an unusual background or have excellent academic performance.

In the past two years or so, Luozheng has been paying attention to Xi Mubai all the time, and he is familiar with Beijing University, so he directly found the art teaching building.

Climbing to the fifth floor in one breath, Luozheng came to the door of a classroom out of breath.

Just as I was about to look at the situation inside through the window, I heard a man's clear voice from across the door: "Students, my name——Bao Hancheng. From now on, I will temporarily take over your art class——"

In an instant, Luozheng was sure of the man's identity, and couldn't help being excited.

"Bam—"

Suddenly, at the next moment, she pushed open the door of the classroom, causing a large ripple.

Obviously, usually, there are not many students in art class, usually in twos and threes, which can be counted at a glance.

Just look, there are now densely packed seats, about one or two hundred people, all of them carrying drawing boards, all looking at the uninvited guest - Luozheng.

Luozheng's face became hot, and he felt a little embarrassed. He tried his best to ignore the crowd and looked straight ahead.

On one side of the podium, a man stood silently, wearing a simple shirt and trousers. The setting sun outside the window shrouded in a faint light.

Not to mention, his face is as exquisite as a lotus, as if walking out of a cartoon, reflecting the blackboard behind him as a scene, like a painting with splashed ink.

It's unreasonable—her bodyguard, every time he looks at her, his heart beats faster, how can he be so perfect!
"Student, did you go to the wrong classroom?"

　Azheng: Student XX, it’s agreed, how about eating shit during the live broadcast?

　　
　
(End of this chapter)