Chapter 75

The people on the platform were dressed in stiff suits. The white shirt was pressed flat, without a wrinkle, and the button went up to the top of the collar.

The black hair is not disorderly, and there is a pair of golden glasses on the high bridge of the nose.

The eyes are calm and cold, the thin lips are light pink, and the whole person exudes a sense of ascetic sexuality, with outstanding temperament.

In this way, we can see the immortals like the flowers of Kaolin from a distance, but it makes many indescribable pictures emerge in Jiang Yan's mind.

This, this special is not the little brother who was cheated by Wu?

The sound of schadenfreude No. 888 came into my mind.

[host, target Lin Qingyuan's initial preference is 0. Please work hard to finish the task as soon as possible! 】

during the shock, Jiang Yan failed to hold it firmly, and his mobile phone fell on the desk, making a loud bang.

It was very quiet in the lecture room, so the sound was so prominent that most people turned their heads and looked at him.

The people on the platform also raised their eyes.

Jiang Yan is flustered in front of his eyes and swallows his saliva subconsciously.

However, Lin Qingyuan just glanced at him faintly, then withdrew his eyes.

As if he was like the other students in the classroom, nothing special.

"Hello, my name is Lin Qingyuan. I will teach you western economics. This is the first class of this semester. Let me explain the assessment method of this course first... "

Jiang Yan didn't listen to the next whole class.

The thoughts in the brain constantly switch back and forth between "my God, I'm going to attack a professor, what a shameful plot it is", "to be a professor or to be a doctor, I must have a high IQ, and I feel like I have to finish this time" and "how can I be so clever? It's a pity that I can't go to England to play.".

The boy sitting next to him poked another boy, nuzui pointed to Jiang Yan: "how do I feel, Angkor is not normal?"

The boy nodded in agreement.

"It's not normal. I didn't sleep in class. It's not Angkor's style. It's a waste of the last row of scum zone seats. "

Finally, the class was over.

As soon as the bell rang, Lin Qingyuan was still packing things up on the platform. The girls, who had been ready for a long time, gathered around and asked various professional questions with textbooks and notes in their hands.

However, from the shy blush on their faces, it is obvious that the meaning of drunkard is not wine.

Lin Qingyuan's expression is still light, seriously answering everyone.

The long down eyelashes cast a faint shadow on the cheek.

Slender hand holding a neutral pen to write and draw, with distinct joints and wrist bones clearly raised, perfect like a work of art.

Jiang Yan, sitting at the bottom, admires the beauty of the target. His mind is full of the Yellow scraps in Wu Wei's memory.

The object of Pao is actually his own teacher

This relationship, tut, is exciting to think about.

Tangled, Jiang Yan decided to go forward to say hello.

So he hooked his lips and pulled out a cynical smile belonging to Wu Wei.

He walked to the platform and raised his chin to Lin Qingyuan.

"I didn't expect that you would come to our school to teach. Besides, he is still a professor. That's great! "

The voice dropped, and the girls looked over curiously.

Lin Qingyuan was originally answering questions for a girl with short hair. Hearing this, she raised her head.

Cool eyes fell on Jiang Yan's body, pause for a while.

"Who are you, please? Do we know each other? "

Jiang Yan

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