Li Qingfeng walked along the school avenue into the first teaching building, went up to the first classroom on the third floor, and looked at the few big characters of the second and third classes on the door, with a little inexplicable smile on the corner of his mouth.

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There was a gentle knock on the door, and everyone's eyes instantly focused on his face.

Seeing the tall figure in the classroom turning around, Li Qingfeng's eyes lit up slightly.

English teacher Zhang Manxi, twenty-four years old this year, graduated from Mingzhu University in Mingzhu City, Mingzhu University as the third largest university in China, that one is not the pride of the sky, but I don't know why this extremely outstanding girl suddenly came to Tianhai City.

What makes him a little obsessed is that Zhang Manxi is extremely beautiful and has a good temperament, and the most important thing is that he has long legs, which will appear in the boy's dream almost three days in his previous life.

The best beautiful teacher, legs play with the year.

Zhang Manxi turned around, frowned when he saw that it was Li Qingfeng who was late, and said softly in English: "Please come in"

Li Qingfeng nodded calmly, thanked him, and walked directly to the podium to prepare to go around.

Zhang Manxi saw Li Qingfeng's indifferent expression slightly displeased, his eyes rolled, and he said directly in English: "Just a moment, please. I need your help Please wait a minute, I need your help"

Li Qingfeng stopped his body, his temperament was calm and atmospheric, without the slightest stage fright, standing on the podium and scanning the entire classroom.

Everyone looked at him with a bit of interesting expressions, and a few male classmates who had a good relationship were waiting to watch a good show.

Zhuang Xue'an sat in the last row, with a little worry in her eyes, obviously afraid that he would be embarrassed.

smiled at Zhuang Xue'an, made a provocative look, and after seeing Zhang Manxi's somewhat unhappy look, he said in pure British English: "Beautiful girl, I am honored to have your trust."

Zhang Manxi was a little surprised when he heard Li Qingfeng's spoken language, how could he never have said such a pure spoken language before?

This will be 06 years, and the popularity of English is not as exaggerated as later generations.

Seeing that everyone's eyes were a little strange, Zhang Manxi gritted his teeth and didn't suppress his arrogance, so is my teacher still a little majestic?

Directly said to everyone in Chinese: "Since we are late, then there must be a punishment, so how about we let Li Qingfeng recite a poem to us in English?"

"Good!!"

"Li Qingfeng, come on"

"Teacher, just memorize poems, sing songs"

"What kind of song to sing, no taste, dance, I'll borrow a pole"

It was rare for the students below to coax in class, and the atmosphere suddenly became warm, and they all laughed.

Li Qingfeng was happy, and glanced at Zhang Manxi with a smile, a beautiful teacher, interesting.

"As you wish, my angel"

Seeing Zhang Manxi's expression of raising his eyebrows, he smiled slightly.

coughed lightly, waited until everyone's voices were quiet, then smiled a little, stared at Zhang Manxi with extremely aggressive eyes, and his voice was full of magnetism; "I love you the way countless."

My infatuation is always the garlands woven for you song

My dear， accept my sacrifice

Linked in various ways for generations in your chest

I have heard many old stories of love

Full of joy and meet the sad parting Yu

Throughout the beginning of the past without

I see you like the unforgettable Compass

Through the dark years

Agencies come in front of me

From prehistoric times the starting center source

Rafting down the river you and I

You and I play in the middle of hundreds of millions of lovers

When the bitter tears of separation and reunion in when the sweet shy

Love gave birth to new ideas the old

Old love now into the dust under your feet

All hearts desire， joy and sorrow

All love legends， history Love Song lyrics written by poet

Full integration in your new love in my”

I love you in countless ways

My infatuation will always weave a wreath of song for you

Accept my devotion, my dear

Hung on your chest in various ways for generations

Many old love stories I've heard

Full of the joy of gathering and the sadness of parting

Throughout the beginningless past

I see you like an unforgettable Beidou

Through the darkness of the years

Shanshan came to me

Starting from the heart of the flood era

You and I are boating down the river

You and I frolic among billions of lovers

In the bitter tears of separation and the sweet shyness of reunion

Ancient love breeds new ideas

Stale love has now turned into dust under your feet

All the loves, sorrows, joys and sorrows of all hearts

All love legends, lyrics of love songs written by historical poets

All in a new type of love between you and me.

"Eternal Love" in the Bird Collection, a famous poem by Rabindranath Tagore.

Zhang Manxi heard the very magnetic voice and began to recite in a low voice, and a few touches of appreciation floated in his heart.

Tagore is also her favorite, and it is normal for girls in this era to be petty bourgeoisie and literate.

Seeing Li Qingfeng's affectionate and deep eyes, he was inexplicably a little flustered in his heart, and his face turned a faint flush, and he immediately avoided his eyes.

Zhang Manxi waited until he finished reading, immediately coughed, and hurriedly said: "Very good, classmate Li Qingfeng should go down first, don't be late in the future."

Let's move on, just talking about the subject-verb structure......"

Li Qingfeng shrugged his shoulders and walked to his position in a look of surprise and admiration.

Zhuang Xue'an was about to go crazy at this time, his eyes seemed to be rippling, and he looked at him with admiration, as if his Prince Charming had defeated the old witch and came to rescue him.

Pull out the stool and sit down, after opening the English textbook, he turned his head slightly and looked at Zhuang Xue'an with a smile.

Zhuang Xue'an's face was a little ruddy, extremely cute, but he didn't look at him, put his hands on the table, and looked like he was listening to the lecture very seriously.

While Zhang Manxi was writing the key points on the blackboard, his left hand directly grabbed Zhuang Xue'an's right hand that was taking notes, and he didn't speak, just rubbing the tender palm.

Zhuang Xue'an's face turned red, and he twitched and found that he didn't let go, he was ashamed and happy in his heart, and he didn't try to break free.

Turning his head to look at Li Qingfeng, who had a playful expression, he pouted, and said coquettishly: "Qingfeng, let go, I want to write notes"

The corners of Li Qingfeng's mouth curled slightly, and his tone was soft: "That's not good, unless you exchange another one"

Zhuang Xue'an pursed her lips, but she was a little happy when she heard his scoundrel's words, and stretched out her left hand to him with a red face.

Li Qingfeng held her left hand and looked at the tall and graceful figure on the podium with a reassuring expression.

Zhang Manxi's voice is crisp and gentle, giving people an extremely comfortable feeling when giving lectures, and she is very curious about how such a woman enjoys being called a husband.

Eating from the bowl and looking at the pot?

If you have to live a life of rules and regulations, what is the meaning of this life?

Li Qingfeng is completely let go.

After a class, Zhang Manxi seemed to be a little angry, and from time to time he asked Li Qingfeng to come up with a few difficult questions to answer.

Li Qingfeng is also not afraid at all, these are all trivial to him.

After a class, they were amazed by everyone, and those female classmates even looked back from time to time to peek at Li Qingfeng, whose temperament had changed greatly.

There are a lot of good English scores, but there are too few who speak so pure, and even if it is a key middle school in 06, there are no foreign teachers.

Bell ~ bell ~ bell

When the bell rang for the end of class, Zhuang Xue'an watched his classmates start to get up, and quickly pulled his hand back with a red face.

Li Ruoxi, the squad leader, walked up to Li Qingfeng with a workbook, looked at the two of them and said with a smile: "Li Qingfeng, I didn't expect you to speak English so well, can you teach me?"

Zhuang Xue'an's eyes, which were originally unconcerned, instantly became vigilant, glanced at her with some dissatisfaction, and then turned his head to look at Li Qingfeng with a warning on his face.

Li Qingfeng looked at Zhuang Xue'an's eyes a little funny, and stood up directly, leaning towards Li Ruoxi.

His right hand was propped up on the table, and his left hand stroked Zhuang Xue'an's back.

Zhuang Xue'an's body was extremely sensitive, and he immediately felt the warmth on Li Qingfeng's palm, and his face turned red instantly.

I wanted to take his hand away, but there were outsiders here, and I was a little shy inside, so I could only struggle secretly with my hands, but I didn't dare to make much movement.

Li Ruoxi looked at Li Qingfeng's handsome face, and the temperament revealed on his body was calm and generous, which was very attractive.

Her heart beat slightly faster, and her face was a little ruddy.

"Ruoxi, what about that question?"