"What a big tone, I want to see who it is..." Director Li said, turning his head, and his throat seemed to be stuck by a fishbone, and cold sweat dripped down his forehead, "You... are you old?"

"Now." The white-haired old man shook his sleeves without anger, "Just apologize to him."

This is the old president of Jiangbei University. His disciples are all over the world, including high-ranking officials and celebrities, so he has great reputation. Even if he retires, no one in this world dares to make rashes in front of him.

"What? Let me apologize to the beggar?" Director Li widened his eyes, and immediately, he finally realized that the old principal said that the young man was a master?

It's fake!

Which field of masters can dress like this!

Besides, she is still so young.

Director Li asked in a daze: "Have you made a mistake?"

"I haven't fallen to the point where my old eyes are dizzy." An angry look flashed in the white-haired old man's eyes.

Director Li gritted his teeth, then apologized to Zhao Fan and said, "Great, Master, I was so offended before."

"Oh..." Zhao Fan was puzzled and couldn't help looking at the white-haired old man. Could it be that he knew his identity?

When Director Li saw Zhao Fan ignore him, he stood on the ground embarrassedly.

"I can only find this mess for one minute." The white-haired old man gave the order.

"Yes, yes." Director Li asked the naked men on the ground to put on their clothes with relief, quickly left the classroom with the security guards, and let the onlookers disperse. Huang Renxing asked unwillingly while walking, "That's it?"

Director Li gritted his teeth and said, "I didn't see that the old principal called him a master? Let's talk about it after I figured out what the other party came into contact with it."

"What are you afraid of if you are an immortal?" Huang Renxing snorted coldly.

Director Li was so scared that he looked around, and saw that no one noticed this place, and then whispered: "He retired before you entered the school. Although he had no children, do you know who his students are? Just talk about two, Jiangbei's top leader and the underground emperor, these two were whipped by him a lot before. Now when they see the old principal, they are like facing an eagle's chick, do you understand?"

"I'm thinking too much. I've just been teaching for a few years. If it were me, even if the teachers in the past died under my nose, I wouldn't blink." Huang Renxing's tone was full of disdain, and he said resentfully: "But, that country bumpkin must not be let go. No matter what master he is, it will make him worse than death sooner or later!"

...

Inside the classroom.

Lin Qianqian looked at Zhao Fan curiously, what was the other party's identity that he was treated so politely by the old principal.

At this time, the old man with white hair first closed the door, then ran over and said, "Master, I am Li Guodong, the previous principal of Jiang Da. I hope you don't mind today's affairs."

Zhao Fan smiled faintly, "Has the old man seen me?"

"No." Li Guodong shook his head truthfully, looked at Lin Qianqian next to him, and asked, "Master, can you use one step to speak?"

"No need, this person is a slut, so it's okay to say anything." Zhao Fan said.

A cheap man?

Lin Qianqian was so angry that her shoulders trembled. She explained anxiously: "No, I really don't know this rogue, don't listen to him talking nonsense."

"Young man, understand, understand." Li Guodong smiled meaningfully, and recalled: "Master, I had the honor of witnessing your ability once. Back then, when I was twenty years old, I saw a group of gangs robbing gold shops and seeing blood. Then a man of similar age as me happened to pass by here. He picked up a wooden stick on the ground and peeled it up. The crumbs fell like willow leaves, exactly the same as what you did. The group of gangs took off their own legs as if they were filled with a ecstasy soup, and the police successfully captured them as soon as they arrived."

Upon hearing this, Zhao Fan curled the corner of his mouth, "Did that person have a hooked nose, a big cake face, and a pair of wind-catching ears?"

"Yes, yes." A hint of joy appeared on Li Guodong's old face, "I don't know he is yours..."

Zhao Fan nodded slightly: "It's the teacher, why? Mr. Li has something to ask for? "

What he used on Huang Renxing was the "fallen leaves and stripping off clothes". There were similar techniques in "Lu Ban Book", but only the great fortune Tianshi lineage could use it like this, provided that if the body hides evil intentions, it would fail. By age, the person mentioned by the other party was Zhao Fan's uncle.

"I dare not be a good person. If the master respects me, I will just shout "Old Li." Li Guodong dared not be too arrogant when facing such an expert.

"There is no need to speak a master at all. The master once said that you should be low-key. Besides, I don't want to attract attention. It's so troublesome." Zhao Fan said helplessly: "My name is Zhao Fan. If you are older, please call me Xiao Fan."

Li Guodong praised it in his heart. This young man deserves to be a master, low-key and down-to-earth.

"Master, no, Xiaofan." His tone was mixed with a strong desire, and he said, "I have an old friend who has been in love with me recently. He has become very abnormal recently, but I didn't realize that he was like living in a dream all day long. So, I would like to ask you to help me live a while. If something is really wrong, I hope you can pull my old friend. To be honest, if we live to this age, we are asking for a good end."

Zhao Fan thought for a moment, "Old Li, do you know five words: no profit, no early rise."

Li Guodong was prepared in his heart, so he said carefully: "If you speak, he can afford to pay no more than eight digits."

"So much money? I'm very moved, but..." Zhao Fan changed his tone and looked at Lin Qianqian affectionately, "For her, money is like dirt. I just asked for the academic qualifications of Irijiang University, and I will arrange me in this class, so I'll be at the same table with her. I have too many rivals, you know..."

Li Guodong was surprised for a few seconds and said, "It's so simple? If you put it on me, you can do it tomorrow at the latest." Then he looked at Zhao Fan expectantly, "Xiaofan, let alone a student status, if you like it, you can even hire a professor as a special professor. You can choose any department at will."

"This is forbidden, I'm afraid of trouble." Zhao Fan refused.

Lin Qianqian, who was listening to the two of them with relish, almost collapsed at this moment: Why did she pull around and get around me again?

The old principal also promised that the rogue would be with her deskmate...

However, in this era, is there really such masters among the strange stories of the people?

There are so many scammers in the world.

Lin Qianqian was influenced by higher education and instinctively believed that Zhao Fan was the latter, but the stripper dances that Huang Renxing and others had been vivid in their minds and could not be explained by science, so she subconsciously believed it. However, what she couldn't understand most was that even the Lin family could not regard eight-digit money as dirt, but Zhao Fan was as unmoved as if he had refused a meal.

Li Guodong and Zhao Fan changed their mobile phone numbers, made an appointment, and left with satisfaction.

Only Zhao Fan and Lin Qianqian were left in the classroom, which became extremely quiet for a moment.

Five minutes later, Lin Qianqian couldn't help but say, "Are you going to be the end? Besides, do you understand music?"

"You can learn if you don't know, but if your wife is gone, it will be difficult to find you again." Zhao Fan lost a bachelor's eyes.

Lin Qianqian stomped her feet, "I will warn you solemnly once, I am not your wife!"

She didn't know why, but when facing Zhao Fan, who was dressed in a tattered dress, she could not be as cold as she was with other suitors. She wanted to refuse and couldn't start with it. She had no choice but to use this rogue.

Zhao Fan laughed: "You are."

“…”

Lin Qianqian was very depressed, and she asked, "What is the purpose of getting close to me?"

"As for this, it's enough for you to know that I don't have bad intentions." Zhao Fan pondered for a while, so as not to panic too much, and decided to hide it from her before the matter was clear. Then, Zhao Fan said again: "Our classmates are all waiting outside to come in and study. I'll go downstairs first, as I've made an appointment, and go home together after school. I believe Lingzun will welcome me."

Before Lin Qianqian could speak, Zhao Fan carried the sack and disappeared from her sight.

...

The classroom order has returned to normal.

"A scoundrel, it's extremely hateful!"

Lin Qianqian nipped her teeth and finally ended the last class. She tiptoed to the window and looked down. The scoundrel seemed to be sleeping soundly underneath. Lin Qianqian sent a message to the driver, then sneaked into the crowd and walked around the side door of the school, where a Bentley was coming towards her.

"Uncle Wang, drive quickly." Lin Qianqian's heartbeats aggravatedly and penetrated into the car door. When she started, she looked back with concern and breathed a sigh of relief when she did not see Zhao Fan's figure.

"Qianqian, why are you so anxious?" asked the driver surnamed Wang. He was one of the bodyguards of the Lin family and followed Lin's father for many years.

"No, nothing." Lin Qianqian's smile bloomed. She was all planning to take an unlimited holiday tomorrow so that she would not continue to be stuck by the dog skin plaster.

...

One of the top villa areas in Jiangbei City, Shenglongfu.

Uncle Wang drove Bentley and slowly stopped in front of the No. 7 courtyard. After Lin Qianqian got out of the car, her smile suddenly frozen, and she was confused on the ground like a ghost, "He... how could he be here?"
Chapter completed!