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

He is about 172cm tall, a pair of high heels about 5cm, a white and black professional short skirt suit, long black silk hair shawl, tall and tall pink flesh, a flat belly, and a pair of ### buttocks. She did not wear any black lace on her slender breasts with golden proportions, but it further highlighted the flawlessness of her legs.

A folder was held on her chest, and her beautiful expression was so cold that it was impossible to resist. Even just standing there gave people a feeling of being unable to resist.

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

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

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

An Ziyan wanted to drag her under her command and cause trouble to her enemies, which made him want to commit suicide. The appearance of Leng Qing gave Chen Fan a feeling of ice and fire. He didn't know what to feel about that kind of mood. How to describe it!

He ran away from her after molesting her!

A week passed, and he thought that this matter would be over. Looking at Leng Qing's expression, he seemed to feel a feeling that he could run away like a monk, but he couldn't run away from the temple!

In fact, this was Leng Qing's true thoughts. She did know that Chen Fan could not escape the monk's robe, but would eventually fall into her hands. This was the main reason why she never went to find Chen Fan and returned his luggage.

The atmosphere is somewhat peaceful.

"Lin Bitao, you bullied the juniors again! If you make trouble again, I will punish you!" In the end, Leng Qing was the first to break the calm 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 any deliberate favoritism. His eyes did not intersect with Shen Fan's. He just glanced at Lin Bitao a few more times, and his words were full of blame.

This is...the goddess!

What is a goddess?

She is the perfect woman who can't help but make a boy have a strong desire to conquer her whenever he sees her, and Leng Qing is the goddess among goddesses. Her beauty can be unattainable, breathtaking, and even more beautiful. Returning to nature and looking at the rolling clouds indifferently can bring peace and tranquility to the distance, and it can even be overwhelming.

Although An Ziyan is also a top beauty, she is still young after all, and her temperament is a little childish. Coupled with her arrogant little princess nature, it will make people feel like a savage girlfriend, and Leng Qing The whole body exudes a mature feminine atmosphere, and every gesture is filled with a unique charm. It is cold and glamorous, but it will not repel people thousands of miles away. It lacks some affinity, but it is also Enhanced everyone's sense of identification with her.

This kind of charm is absolutely unique, and it is something that cannot be faked even if it is disguised.

In front of such a top goddess mentor, Lin Bitao, who had already lost face once, did not want to give in. He wiped the corners of his mouth and cast an unabashedly resentful look at Chen Fan, and then smiled happily: "Teacher Leng, I 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 gave a "pay attention" look, and then continued to walk into the classroom. He still didn't pay attention to Chen Fan beside him, because she was also a little entangled. She actually didn't dare to do this kind of thing. I met Chen Fan on this occasion. After all, I was a professor at the university and his mentor, but my first kiss was stolen by this boy that night!

How abominable!

She had thought about it before, but now she could only pretend that nothing had happened, treat everyone equally under normal circumstances, and try to have as little contact with this guy in school as possible unless necessary to avoid embarrassment to herself.

In fact, Leng Qing had been outside the classroom for a long time, so she naturally knew that Lin Bitao's injury was serious. And with Lin Bitao's character, one of her front teeth was clearly kicked out by Chen Fan. Not only did she not go to the infirmary, but she also did not expose Chen Fan. Following the principle that doing more is better than doing less, I turned around and walked towards the podium.

"Bah bang bang!"

Standing still on the podium, Leng Qing clapped her palms: "All students, according to the seniors and seniors who were just divided into groups, will be divided into groups. The ten teams will gather at the captain's place and then sit down."

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

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

After all the students sat down, Leng Qing turned around and wrote her name on the blackboard and continued: "Hello, everyone. As written on the blackboard, my name is Leng Qing. From today on, I will be Your class teacher and tutor of ancient liberal arts."

Hua Hua Hua...

Thunderous applause!

"First of all, welcome students to join this group. Our Department of Archeology is the most special existence of Yanhuang University and has the smallest group size. You have only recruited fifty students this time, divided into two classes. Now I will introduce to you and Explain why you are grouped by seniors." Leng Qing didn't talk too much nonsense and went straight to the point.

"Including the second class, there are a total of fifty students. Thirty outstanding sophomore students serve as captains and are divided into ten teams. Each team becomes a group. Among the five, there are two students with a practical orientation and two students with a theoretical orientation. There are two students and one all-around student. In each semester's exam, the last student in each team will be dismissed and integrated, reducing the number of teams from ten to eight. This cycle continues, that is to say, each team Ten students will be persuaded to drop out or transfer departments 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 mid-term joint examination in the first half of the semester, you will face the reorganization of the team, and then you will be your real team."

The freshmen were dumbfounded after hearing this teaching model. They all opened their eyes and opened their mouths in disbelief.

Leng Qing was used to this kind of reaction, so she pursed her lips and continued with a smile: "When the sophomore year is over, there will be fifty of you in public, and there will only be ten left, and the first semester of the junior year will be yours. The real moment of showdown. Of course it's a little early for me to say this now, but I have to tell you that the last five remaining students are facing the top training in the country for a year and a half. What will happen next? Brilliant, I think you should imagine it."

"It seems that you are a little dissatisfied and confused about this teaching method." Leng Qing took a deep breath and continued, "I can tell you clearly that in fact, our Department of Archeology does not only belong to Yanhuang University. I only said this much. Now it's time to

It’s time for you to express your stance. If someone quits now, it’s not too late! You can go to the office, where there will be tutors to receive you, and you can choose other departments!”

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

"Teacher...I..." At this time, a thin girl raised her hands and stood up, biting her lips, lowering her head and not daring to look directly at Leng Qing on the stage.

"Classmate, please come this way!" Before Leng Qing could say anything, a senior sister 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 was leading the freshmen to leave and said, "Lin Bitao, the students who withdraw are from your team, go to the preparation classroom to select someone."

"yes!"

"Wait a minute, teacher, I too..." Suddenly another male classmate stood up and said in a clear voice.

"Ci'ao!" When Lin Bitao saw that he was from his team again, he really wanted to scold his mother, it was so embarrassing!

"teacher……"

"teacher……"

One person took the lead, and seven strong men immediately emerged and left one by one. The originally neat team of ten could no longer make up nine!

But Leng Qing didn't show any signs of headache or displeasure, and just asked the senior students who were short of team members to go to the preparation classroom to pick someone up.

The freshmen, including Chen Fan, were all confused and didn't know what the preparatory classroom was or what it was used for. They could only sit there quietly and wait...

On the other side, in a huge classroom, there was a middle-aged bald man sitting on the tutor's podium. He looked to be in his fifties, with a coquettish mustache, which made people feel a bit funny, but this man was not.

It’s not funny, because he is Situ Langyue, the deputy secretary-general of the Chinese Archaeological Federation!

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

When Situ Langyue finished his speech, many uninterested students 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

All arrived.

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

"Haha, Xiao Tao, how many have you left this year?" Situ Langyue showed a kind smile, and the group noticed the injury on Lin Bitao's face, so he asked, "Are you making trouble again?"

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

"Yes, it's much less than you used to." Situ Langyue nodded and said with a smile, "I'll leave this to you as a classmate. I believe in your vision!"

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

After watching Situ Langyue leave, Lin Bitao turned to look at the ten freshmen sitting there again and said, "Juniors and juniors, are you interested in playing a game together?"
Chapter completed!