Li Qingfeng played around with Zhuang Xue'an for a few days, and he was very happy, and the little couple who had been separated for a long time finally got rid of all the constraints and had a lot of fun. Vertex x 23 u s

But because this girl is going to military training, she can only be separated for the time being.

Class.

This is a relatively interesting name, many times in college you don't see a counselor for a week or two, and only at this time, this name that only exists can be found in the class.

"Which one is it?" Zheng Jun touched his head, looking at the notice in the QQ group of the class, a little confused.

"This one, let's go up directly, on the third floor" Liu Chen saw the conspicuous Building 4 opposite, patted Liu Chen's shoulder and said.

In universities, there is no fixed classroom, and whatever classes are taken, you will go to which teaching building and which classroom according to the class schedule.

Compared with the fixed classrooms in high schools, where teachers come to the classrooms to teach classes, the university is purely running around the school.

Li Qingfeng looked at the two of them muttering, shook his head and smiled, and could vaguely see the embarrassment when he first entered the school.

Not being able to find a classroom is not uncommon for new students.

patted the two of them and motioned to follow him, and took the lead in walking towards the teaching building.

This is the first class meeting, and each class will have two seniors to assist the tutor in managing the class.

After Li Qingfeng and the others received the news from the seniors, they immediately rushed to the classroom here.

Up to the third floor, there were a few pretty girls playing with each other outside the corridor, and looking through the window, the classroom was almost full.

"Are you freshmen in the Class of '07 Director Class 1?"

A tall and good-looking girl with a notebook in her hand and a pair of black-framed glasses said to Li Qingfeng and the others.

When the other three girls who were making trouble heard this, they immediately turned their heads, and their eyes lit up when they saw Li Qingfeng.

What a handsome boy.

"Is it Senior Sister? We are from Class 1," Liu Chen said first.

"Okay, which dormitory are you from, are all the people here?" Zhao Ying immediately picked up the pen and prepared to register after asking.

"In the 502 dormitory, there is still a lack of Xu Linfeng, I don't know where to go," Zheng Jun said indifferently.

He was indeed extremely unhappy with this boy with eyes above the top, but the other party clearly disdained to associate with them, so he could only ignore him for a while.

"Okay, you guys go find a place to sit down first, and the counselor will come over in a while."

Li Qingfeng nodded and walked into the classroom with the two of them.

"Senior sister, 502 is the one we talked about just now?

"Yes, but the three of them are Li Qingfeng?"

"I think it's taller?"

"How is it possible, I've seen his picture, the one who didn't speak"

"Is there really any attention to Li Qingfeng inside? I didn't open my mouth just now, there are so many photos on the Internet, I really convince you"

Zhao Ying shook her head with tears and laughter when she heard this messy discussion: "Which one should be the most handsome,

Just let them introduce themselves."

"Makes sense, but I think that thin one is more handsome."

When they entered the classroom, everyone's eyes shifted, but everyone was not familiar with it now, so no one greeted them, and only one dormitory person in the entire classroom whispered.

A few people casually found a place to sit down, and Liu Chen couldn't help but be a little disappointed when he looked around.

Because it's a director class, most of them are boys, and the few dozen or twenty girls are not good-looking, and only one or two are passable.

"Alas, why didn't I find a few beautiful girls?"

Hearing Liu Chen's emotion, Zheng Jun sneered: "Silly, where are we? Art school, there is no directing department, acting department, and music department are not all long legs, waiting for us to pick them." ”

Liu Chen nodded with satisfaction, glanced at Zheng Jun, and smiled, unspeakably ambiguous and lewd.

Li Qingfeng looked at these two living treasures with tears and laughter, and didn't say much, whether male or female, when they came to an unfamiliar environment, the first thing was definitely to see if there was an excellent opposite sex around them.

It has nothing to do with anything else, it's purely a gene engraved in the bones.

It didn't take long for seven or eight more people to come in one after another, and in the end, Xu Linfeng, who made Zheng Jun extremely unhappy, also walked into the classroom before the counselor.

didn't see anything at all, and saw a girl who was barely passing the test, and sat down directly, which caused several people around him to look at him angrily.

Da Da Da ~ The sound of high heels sounded from far to near, and everyone raised their spirits, especially the boys.

In the midst of everyone's expectations, a super beautiful woman wearing black and white professional clothes, black stockings on her legs and high heels, with an extremely wonderful figure and perfect appearance, walked into the classroom.

All the boys held their breath and looked directly at the girls who came to the classroom.

Is this our counselor?

We're so fucking lucky, aren't we?

A few boys are about to flow out, and they are finally not the counselors of other people's classes.

The female teacher on the podium was on the stage and the boy below showed a bright smile, did not speak, bent down slightly, and reached out to find something in the box under the podium.

Seeing this smile, a large number of boys in the classroom instantly half of their hearts were crisp.

So happy, ahhhh

After searching for a few minutes in the storage box of the podium, as if she had finally found it, the big beautiful woman immediately stood up and smiled sweetly at the crowd below again.

It made everyone soft again, and several boys were fantasizing about some ulterior secret incident like teacher-student love in the future.

But the big beauty on the podium didn't speak, da~ stepped on high heels, turned around and went out.

Kindness?

What's going on?

looked at the back of Miaoman who left one by one, and they were a little confused.

Don't have a class meeting?

It didn't take long for a middle-aged man in a suit and leather shoes to walk into the classroom, tall and extraordinary, but with a somewhat bald head, it looked a little funny.

Strode onto the podium, put down the document bag in his hand, pressed his two hands on the podium, glanced around the classroom, and said with a full of anger: "Hello students, I am your counselor"

"What?"

"Where's my beautiful teacher?!"

"No, how can I change such an uncle, I want that big beauty, ahhhh

Hearing this, everyone let out an infinite sigh, especially the boys.

What about that beautiful teacher just now? That's too big a gap, isn't it?

It's fine if there is no jewel in front, but with such a comparison, the gap in my heart is too big.

"Haha, it seems that everyone likes young female teachers? Well, yes, this hobby is the same as mine. Lei Yi said with a smile on his face.

"Hahaha, this teacher is very interesting"

"Teacher, you still understand us"

One sentence instantly enlivened the whole atmosphere.

That's what the university is.

There is no high school repressive and rigid atmosphere, and there are no serious and strict rules.

Many teachers even play more than the students, and they can criticize current affairs unscrupulously, laugh and scold all kinds of social injustices.

Here you can see the teacher pointing to the textbook in your hand and saying that this book is rubbish, and tomorrow I will use the one I made up myself as the textbook.

You can see that the teacher will teach you how to play stocks when you are in English class, and you can tell you which class has the most beautiful girls, and if you want to chase them in the future, you will go to that class to chase them.