A lazy male voice came from the door, a handsome guy dressed in a teacher's uniform of the same color as the school uniform, with sword eyebrows and starry eyes, and a smile on his young face. （ . . c o M）

More than one hundred and eighty tall, with black and silky hair, and a stack of materials in his hand, after the people in the classroom saw him making a noise, he walked into the classroom and walked up to the podium, "Hi, everyone, I'm back." The handsome hand of the left hand was raised, and he was fascinated.

"Air-dried fillet, why are you?" The girl, who had just screamed in frustration, stood up in surprise and pointed her right hand irreverently at the new homeroom teacher.

A "dried fillet" immediately silenced all the noise in the classroom, and the person who sat in the penultimate row stood alone, and the eyes of all the students fell on her with sympathy.

The black lines on the forehead of the new head teacher Lord Feng Yu are piled up, and this impolite guy is still the same underbeaten.

Calm, calm, he is now her homeroom teacher, and there is a chance to rectify her unobstructed mouth.

"Wu Qianqian, you shut up for me." Coming in behind the new head teacher was the class leader, excellent height, handsome face, recognized school grass in the high school, Jian Hongyu, the president of the high school student union, scolded as cold as before, put the pile of books in his hand on the podium, and turned around to give Wu Qianqian a cold glance.

"No money, are you unhappy that this handsome guy came to discipline you?" Feng Yu waved his hand to let Jian Hongyu return to his position, and glanced at Wu Qianqian fiercely.

This student, who gave all the teachers a headache, loved and hated her, but there was nothing she could do about her, who let her take the top spot in the grade section of Ningjiang City for three years since she entered Bailan, and no one could shake her status.

"Air-dried ......" The person who was called the nickname jumped to his feet in anger, and before he could say anything, Jian Hongyu, who walked to her, sat on the chair, and glanced at her fiercely as a warning by the way, and walked to the table behind her and sat down.

Feng Yu coughed lightly, hiding his eyes that wanted to beat people, revealing a heartthrob smile, and snorted, "My dear, I'm Feng Yu back, ending my miserable internship life, returning to our Bailan Academy, officially serving as your 3A homeroom teacher, of course, it's still the same as before, teaching you English. ”

The right hand made a gesture of victory, and his heart inevitably became proud, this 3A that gave the principal the most headache fell into his hands, but he could easily discipline them.

"Welcome back." As the class president, Jian Hongyu stood up to welcome the whole class, and immediately, there was warm applause.

Wu Qianqian pouted and clapped her hands twice reluctantly, her eyes stayed at the door of the classroom, and her eyes widened in surprise.

"I said Fengyu-sama, is that cute girl your girlfriend?" Raised his hand, and asked loudly on purpose, with a serious expression, his heart was overjoyed, the dried fish fillet, the result of calling me a nickname, haven't you already tasted it, hum! Hum!

All the eyes in the classroom looked in the direction she was pointing, and saw a thin girl standing in the doorway, holding an old schoolbag that had been washed white, a transfer student in the last semester of high school.

"Ah, ah, look at my memory." Feng Yu patted his head and said apologetically to the girl at the door: "Ye Luo, you come in, I only care about the old days and forget you at the door." ”