Zhang Haotian slammed the table and glanced around gloomily, "Is it that funny!?"
The remaining four men all stood up and pointed at the people in front of them.
"Smile!"
"Shut up!"
…
Zhang Haotian stood up and walked to the podium. He took out his mobile phone from his body, stared at Feng Lin and said, "You scolded me just now, right?"
"You'll have to wait a minute."
Feng Lin suddenly raised his hand and looked outside the door, "Come in, why are you hiding outside?"
Everyone in the class followed Feng Lin's gaze and looked towards the door.
Song Fan outside thought for a moment and walked in with a smile.
"Wow! It's actually Teacher Song Fan!"
"So handsome! It's a pity that he doesn't teach our grade."
…
Many women in the class had nymphomaniac expressions on their faces when they saw Song Fan walking in.
Everyone in the school knows Song Fan's identity.
This is a standard rich second generation.
Women in college are different from those in junior high school and high school. Their minds have matured.
In middle school and high school, many women admire the objects of their dreams, which are mostly expressed in their personal charm.
He is handsome, can play basketball, and plays games well...
As long as you have one advantage, girls will like you.
Most men who are confessed by girls are in this age group.
But university is different, personal charm is not the first priority.
Money is the boss.
Because people are mature and handsome and cannot buy a house or a car.
Song Fan came to school and drove a multi-million sports car, which is money that most people cannot earn in their lifetime.
In addition, Song Fan is not ugly either. Who wouldn't want to marry such a man?
"Haha, hello, my name is Song Fan."
"I am Feng Lin, Teacher Song. When you encounter this kind of student, how should you educate him?"
Feng Lin asked preconceivedly.
The last time I had dinner with Lan Rou, the gangsters I encountered were his fault.
The logic couldn't be simpler.
His purpose is to leave Lan Rou.
This time, he was probably secretly instigating the incident.
"I……"
Song Fan couldn't tell.
He was hiding there, waiting for a conflict between the two.
Then stand up, stand on the moral high ground, and criticize Feng Linkou.
Based on his popularity, many women in this class must be on his side.
When the time comes, report it to the dean and Feng Lin will be 100% sure to get out.
Now I don't know what to say.
Zhang Haotian suddenly grabbed Feng Lin's collar and roared: "Why did you scold me just now?"
"That's right! Teacher Song, the new guy just scolded Mr. Zhang!"
"We all heard it, and the scolding was very unpleasant, and it was simply a personal insult!"
…
Several men sitting in the last row stood up and said.
Song Fan was overjoyed that Zhang Haotian still had some brains. He frowned and looked at Feng Lin, "Teacher Feng Lin, why are you insulting the students?"
Tang Qianqian, who lowered his head to read a book, sighed deeply, this Feng Lin is real.
New students always attract big shots.
Song Fan and Zhang Haotian are both rich people, so dealing with a pauper like Feng Lin is just like playing games.
But if you don’t help yourself, you can’t justify it.
"Teacher Song, Zhang Haotian scolded this teacher for no reason." Tang Qianqian stood up and said.
Feng Lin immediately gave Tang Qianqian a grateful look.
Tang Qianqian curled her lips and sat down again.
"I admit that I spoke a bit too much, but he insulted my character and called me a duck!"
Zhang Haotian pointed at Feng Lin, as if he wanted to fight with Feng Lin.
While talking, an older, short teacher walked past the door.
He has black-rimmed glasses, very small eyes, and bald hair.
When he saw Song Fan and Zhang Haotian both here, he immediately walked in flatteringly, "Teacher Song, what happened?"
"Director Liu Zhu, you came just in time."
Song Fan turned his head and winked slightly at Liu Zhu, "I still have classes, I'll leave the matters here to you."
He is not a fool. He has been aggressive, and when it reaches Lan Rou's ears, he is the one who suffers.
Liu Zhu nodded understandingly. He is the deputy director of the Department of Finance.
Song Fan and Zhang Haotian often invited him to dinner, so they naturally knew which side they were on.
"Director Liu, this new teacher scolded me very harshly." Zhang Haotian pointed at Feng Lin and said with cold eyes.
"How dare you insult students? What do you teach? Why haven't I seen you?"
Liu Zhu questioned Feng Lin.
"I teach English and it's my first time to go to work today." Feng Lin grinned.
"You teach English? Don't you know? Am I the one teaching English in several first-year finance classes?"
Liu Zhu held his hands behind his back and had the aura of a powerful person on his face.
But it’s normal, a higher level would crush people to death.
As the deputy director, no teacher could see him and not treat him with the utmost respect.
Feng Lin shook his head and said, "I don't know about this. It was arranged by the vice president."
"Vice dean? What level of English certificate do you have?" Liu Zhu asked.
"I don't have a certificate."
"You dare to mislead others without a certificate? Who gave you the courage? Who?" Liu Zhu was still fiddling with his English.
"Maybe my English is better than yours."
Since the other party was not polite to him, there was no need for Feng Lin to spoil him.
"Do you know who I am? I have lived abroad for more than ten years, and your English is better than mine? Are you OK?"
Liu Zhu's face was full of disdain and he didn't dare to speak other words. He was relatively confident in English.
There was no barrier to communication between him and those foreigners.
"Then let's compete to see whose English is better." Feng Lin said with a faint smile.
If you are doing tasks all over the world, you don’t know the local language, and you can’t integrate into the other party’s environment, what kind of tasks can you perform?
He is fluent in eight languages, including writing and accents from various places.
For simple communication, Feng Lin can use fifteen different languages.
Tang Qianqian covered her face helplessly, this Feng Lin was really looking for abuse.
There are several foreign teachers in the school, and they all say that Liu Zhu’s English is very standard.
How can Feng Lin, who studied in Africa, compare with Liu Zhu?
"Your name is Feng Lin, right? If your English is better than Director Liu, I will apologize to you. If you can't, just resign. Do you dare?"
Zhang Haotian said to Feng Lin that at the beginning, several foreign teachers in the college did not speak Chinese well, and it was Liu Zhu who communicated with them.
Song Fan said before that his purpose was to drive Feng Lin away.
The Song family is one of the four major families, Zhang Haotian's father specifically explained this.
You must please Song Fan at school.
"Okay! I agreed! How do you compare?" Feng Lin asked.
"It's simple. Follow me to the college broadcast room. Each of us will recite a paragraph, and then let the foreign teachers judge."
After Liu Zhu finished speaking, he led the way.
Feng Lin followed him with a smile.
"This Feng Lin! You are such a fool. The job you finally found is gone."
Tang Qianqian secretly clenched her fists, but she couldn't help at all.
"Comparing English with Teacher Liu Zhu is really asking for abuse."
"Come on, let's go see the excitement together. The counselors are all gone anyway."
Several girls around also started to make noises.
Tang Qianqian watched everyone go out. She hesitated and followed.
Just then, a familiar voice came from the radio.
It's Liu Zhu.
His speech was the very famous "I Have a Dream".
Everyone stood outside the broadcast room and listened quietly.
Not long after, a white man with blond hair walked from a distance.
She looked up at the loudspeaker high up, nodded secretly, and said in not very standard Chinese: "Teacher Liu Zhu's English is becoming more and more standard."
"It's over! The foreigners all agree."
Tang Qianqian sighed deeply.
At this moment, Liu Zhu ended his speech.
Feng Lin's voice came over, it was also "I Have a Dream".
