Chapter 47: Just Your Fighting Power?

Qin Yang's eyes widened, what the hell?

I did say that Han Qingqing is beautiful, even if she is not as good at playing the piano as the other party, she will not lose too badly. After all, everyone is very tolerant of beautiful women, but it is true that she can do whatever she wants because she is beautiful. Pass!

"I never said that."

Qin Yang subconsciously denied it, and then He Tianfeng added lightly: "Han Qingqing is indeed very beautiful, there is nothing wrong with you saying that, so don't deny it."

The eyes of Xue Wantong, Liu Rong and others suddenly became brighter, with an expression that seemed to understand something, which made Qin Yang instantly feel that he couldn't speak clearly even if he had a thousand mouths, so he said straightforwardly: "Okay Well, I don't deny it, that's the case, so...don't feel any pressure on Han Qingqing."

Han Qingqing looked at Qin Yang's expression of astonishment, helplessness, and encouragement, and couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth slightly: "I'm not stressed, it's just that I'm a little uncomfortable. It's just a performance. You don't have to worry about me." Worry."

Xue Wantong, as the head teacher, immediately expressed her enthusiastic concern: "What's wrong with you, do you want to go to the infirmary to see a doctor?"

"Thank you, maybe I've had a bad stomach. I'll sit for a while, maybe I'll be fine."

Xue Wantong nodded, and said worriedly: "Okay, if you feel that you can't hold on, just tell me right away, I'll take you to the infirmary, don't hold on, you know?"

"Understood, teacher."

Qin Yang glanced at Han Qingqing with concern, and saw that although she frowned slightly, she did not show any other symptoms, so she didn't ask any more questions. After all, Han Qingqing was a girl, and some physical problems were not suitable for boys to ask in depth. .

Everyone sat for a while, and students who performed skits, folk dances, and choruses also arrived one after another. Everyone sat together. Seeing that Teacher Xue Wantong was there, a bunch of male students were enthusiastic.

Although the school has only opened for a short time, the entire class, regardless of gender, has a very good impression of Xue Wantong. Not only because of her beauty, but also because of her enthusiasm and patience, she has won unanimous praise from everyone.

In some universities, class teachers and counselors are separate schools, and some are combined into one. In fact, the class teacher does not have much work, but the counselors are responsible for all the trivial matters in life, just like being a babysitter for this class of students. A little enthusiasm and a little patience can't do it.

Xue Wantong doesn't have any airs of being a teacher. Her age is actually four or five years behind everyone else. The difference is not big. She is like a friend who helps everyone solve various problems in life, and has a gentle personality. She is not overbearing, especially a group of male classmates who love and support her very much.

At this time, another large group of people came in and sat in the row behind the class three, led by a female teacher in her thirties.

"She is Zheng Mei, the head teacher of Class Three."

He Tianfeng whispered next to Qin Yang, his words were full of undisguised hostility.

Qin Yang turned his head and looked. Zheng Mei was estimated to be thirty-seven or eighteen years old. She looked ordinary, maybe because of her age, she was already a bit bloated, and she was not too tall, probably less than 1.6 meters. Compared with the beautiful and youthful Xue Wantong , indeed one is in the sky and the other is on the ground.

Qin Yang's eyes fell on Zheng Mei's face, and he found that her cheekbones were slightly turned outwards, there was an obvious indentation in the center of the bridge of the nose, and there were obvious lines. He couldn't help shaking his head inwardly.

Qin Yang also learned physiognomy with his master. Although he is not a great master, he is still very good at simple reading. Zheng Mei's face is obviously vitriolic. People like this are often selfish and unwilling to give. To blame others, no wonder Xue Wantong said that this Zheng Mei always runs on her...

Zheng Mei sat right behind Xue Wantong, and Xue Wantong greeted her kindly: "Teacher Zheng..."

Zheng Mei's eyes fell on Xue Wantong's youthful and beautiful face, her face was cold, and her voice was not salty: "Mr. Xue, are all the programs in your class ready?"

Xue Wantong smiled softly: "It's okay, anyway, everyone is having fun, as long as they are happy."

Zheng Mei turned around, and said to an eighteen or nineteen-year-old boy in a white shirt, bow tie, and black suit, "Cheng Yingfan, I heard that there is also a piano solo in class two, you have to work hard, don't be compared oh."

The boy had a somewhat haughty expression on his face. Hearing Zheng Mei's voice, he said with restraint and confidence: "Mr. Level 6, participated in professional competitions many times, I will not lose!"

Qin Yang frowned, let me go, this Zheng Mei is too narrow-minded, it is normal to say that there is competition between classes, but it is too much to openly provoke in front of the teacher, right?

When He Tianfeng heard it, he immediately became upset: "Oh, this classmate, you are so stupid, why didn't you take the entrance examination for the Conservatory of Music, and the English department? Isn't this a waste of talents?"

Cheng Yingfan raised his eyebrows, and was about to speak, but Zheng Mei was already one step ahead, and said with a straight face: "Student, how do you speak? Is it polite? This is how your parents educated you?"

He Tianfeng had long been unhappy with Zheng Mei, not to mention that the other party directly said that he was the parent, his expression changed immediately, and he snorted: "Mr. What's the matter with you, my parents don't care about you, so that's how you became a teacher?"

Zheng Mei was bullied by He Tianfeng, and her complexion suddenly became a little upset. Although she was very upset, she couldn't do anything to He Tianfeng because of these two sentences, and hearing He Tianfeng's accent, it was obvious that he was a local. The tone of showing no weakness, I'm afraid it's not a good thing to think about.

With a gloomy face, Zheng Mei turned her head to stare at Xue Wantong and said in a cold voice: "Mr. Xue, that's how you control the students in your class. You have no respect for your elders and you speak evil words..."

As soon as He Tianfeng heard it, he exploded immediately: "Mr. Zheng, if you have the ability, you come at me. Teacher Xue didn't care about you. How can I be disrespectful? Where did I utter bad words, you will take the blame. The leaders of the society department will come again, should we go to them for a review?"

Although He Tianfeng's family is not considered a top local tycoon, he is also a rich second generation. He is very courageous, and he really didn't take Zheng Mei seriously, so he immediately went ahead without giving in.

Zheng Mei's expression became even more ugly when He Tianfeng gave him such a public blow, and at this moment, everyone from class three also stood up.

"What did you say?"

"Pull what?"

"What do you want?"

People from the third class stood up, and naturally the second class would not show weakness, men and women also stood up in a group.

He Tianfeng glanced at the group of men and women contemptuously, and the map cannon fired instantly: "With your little combat power, what more do you need, don't say that we are the boss, just the third one of us can beat you all alone!"