In music class, Huang Zhihong sang a song on the Qinghai-Tibet Plateau, so that everyone in the classroom saw what a real tenor is, at this moment, Huang Zhihong was excited, excited, the screams of the girls in his ears made him intoxicated, and he had already begun to plan in his heart, who to drive with tonight.......

"Huang Zhihong, you are so good, the teacher didn't know that there was such a good seedling among his students!" The fascist touched Huang Zhihong's head and said happily and excitedly, and at the same time asked Huang Zhihong to talk about his views on music. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

"I'm actually very low-key, if it weren't for the teacher forcing me to sing, I wouldn't want to expose myself so quickly!"

"I'm from the countryside, so I'm still very simple and kind, I don't have any routines, and I don't even have a girlfriend .......!" Huang Zhihong pinched the microphone, spittled and flew around, and talked about his feelings on the podium, in fact, he was bragging, especially the sentence "I don't have a girlfriend yet" The eyes of the few girls present were full of brilliance, holding small pink fists and screaming "Wow"!

"Look at this!" Huang Asan pursed his lips, very disdainful, and ran to Li Xiaoxiao, Li Xiaoxiao ignored him, and his heart and eyes were completely nailed to Huang Zhihong.

"Woohoo!" Huang Asan was not convinced, Huang Asan barked loudly, Li Xiaoxiao still ignored him, but another pair of gentle hands hugged him.

"Fascist beauty?!" Huang Asan was hugged by the fascists, the fascists at this moment were full of smiles, their mood was exceptionally cheerful, they completely let go of their reserve and seriousness, returned to their female nature, hugged Huang Asan for a while, but a pair of eyes still focused on Huang Zhihong.

She nodded slightly, feeling that Huang Zhihong was teachable, modern young people were impetuous and gorgeous, where would there be children who knew how to raise Taoguang, at this moment, in her eyes, Huang Zhihong was a pure jade, waiting for her to polish and carve, and then bloom in front of the world with incomparably dazzling brilliance.

Huang Asan was jealous, Huang Asan squeezed his head into the arms of the fascist, he smelled the fragrance of women, smelled the unusual smell of mature women, and was very intoxicated.

"Huang Zhihong, you come with me, go to the principal's office, I want to introduce you to the school leaders, let them see that my students have a genius in the music industry!" As soon as the fascists gritted their teeth, they decided to let the school leaders see Huang Zhihong's ability.

"Okay, Mr. Chen!" Huang Zhihong nodded respectfully and said, and called out the fascist's surname, and the appreciation and satisfaction in the fascist's eyes rose gradually.

"Teacher, we're going too!" Li Xiaoxiao begged a group of girls, the fascists frowned and wanted to refuse, but Huang Zhihong spoke: "Teacher Chen, let them come with you!" ”

Just kidding, I finally had a chance to pretend to be forced, and I still need dozens of beautiful women to eat melons in the presence of the group leader, otherwise who will this forced pretend to be.

Fascist heard the future soprano male god speak, smiled slightly and nodded in agreement, she didn't want to offend the future music superstar, the current Huang Zhihong is a baby bump in his heart, very precious.

A group of people were mighty, only half of the class, they followed behind the fascists, walking towards the principal's office, in the classroom corridor, other teachers and students saw this scene, especially the fascists who usually do not smile actually held a pet dog, which made a group of people surprised and weird.

"Teacher Chen, where are you going, and you are still taking students!"

"Is Teacher Chen going to take students to study outdoors?"

Several male teachers who also teach music classes greeted each other and asked, for Chen Silu, who is still single, they all have a lustful heart. Swinging hearts, dreaming that one day Chen Silu suddenly became hungry and thirsty, they would be able to quench their thirst, but fascists are fascists, they have been born alone for 30 years, and they have never been hungry or thirsty.

On weekdays, the fascists would not pay attention to these male teachers, but today she was in a good mood, so she replied with a smile: "There is a student who is very talented in music, I will take him to show the school leaders!" ”

"Shout?! Really? Do you have good seedlings among your students? Wu Zhentao was surprised, his expression was mostly joking, and he didn't believe that there were any good seedlings among Chen Silu's students.

"The principal is very busy, why don't you let that student come here for a while and open our eyes!" Next to him, another music teacher, Zhou Wenli, chuckled, when he entered the university, how did each student in each class have a vocal cord and singing skills, they all knew everything, some good seedlings had already been poached by the two, where would there be leftover.

The fascist glanced at Huang Zhihong, who was standing beside her, and smiled confidently: "There are always accidents and surprises in life, if you don't believe it, I don't bother to explain!" ”

After saying that, with a flick of his hair, Yu pushed his glasses, took Huang Zhihong and a group of students in the class, bypassed Wu Zhentao and Zhou Wenli, walked out of the teaching building, and walked towards the principal's office building.

"Hehe, Mr. Chen is quite confident today, Lao Zhou, let's go and have a look?!" Wu Zhentao said to Zhou Wenli.

"I'd like to see if there are any good seedlings among her students that we haven't found!" Zhou Wenli snorted coldly and said a little unconvinced. The two immediately let the students in the class study on their own, and then hurriedly chased after them.