Zhang Yan's voice landed, and in an instant, the students of the Imperial Capital Academy and the dean of the Martial Arts Academy were all stunned.

A small college substitute actually regards Lan Weicheng and others as Diao Min?

Still think Leng Mingyue is not worthy of him?

Oh my God, is he crazy?

Outside the Tongxin Inn, there were crowds of people, and there were bursts of exclamations.

"Look, Aoba Academy and Imperial Capital Academy are in trouble!"

"What's going on?"

"Zhang Yan of Aoba Academy was beaten by the people of Dijing Academy."

"Why?"

"It seems that it is because he refuses to marry the woman on the second floor, called Leng Mingyue, as his wife."

"What is the origin of this Leng Mingyue, if you don't marry, you will be beaten?"

"Listening to Zhang Yan's tone, it seems that he is just a subordinate who works in the academy."

"Wouldn't it, a miscellaneous subordinate also wants to let the proud son of Aoba Academy marry her?"

"Yes, it's because Zhang Yan doesn't want to marry her that he was beaten like this by these Diao people around Leng Mingyue."

"Oh my God, the Imperial Capital Academy is too arrogant, right?"

After listening to what Zhang Yan said, the dean of the martial arts academy said coldly in his heart, and immediately asked:

"So what do you want to do?"

In the eyes of the dean of the martial arts academy, the identities of Leng Mingyue and Lan Weicheng are both noble and approachable, Zhang Yan must have provoked them by having nothing to do, and they deserved to be beaten.

He wants to see how this Zhang Yan wants to make trouble.

"How? You're playing me as a substitute like this, what if the team needs me to play for the academy and I can't get up? Zhang Yan pointed to his wound and asked:

"Diao Min, who beat me, must kneel down and apologize, and Leng Mingyue, who is a miscellaneous person, must also be expelled from the Imperial Capital Academy immediately!"

After Zhang Yan finished speaking, his eyes glowed green and looked at Leng Mingyue's chest.

As long as Leng Mingyue is kicked out, he can take the opportunity to catch her and play with her.

After you get tired of it, you can buy her again to the kiln and make a lot of money!

This is the end of scolding him for "good dogs don't get in the way"!

Teacher Mediterranean nodded from the side, with a haughty posture.

There was silence all around.

On the second floor, Leng Mingyue's index fingertips tapped lightly on the armrest, and her movements were a little careless and lazy, and her eyebrows and eyes were indifferent:

"I'm afraid that you, a substitute, can't bear the 'Diao Min' kneeling down and apologizing."

She was already good-looking, and such a calm attitude that everything was in the palm of her hand made many men's hearts beat faster and they were distracted.

Zhang Yan laughed:

"I'm a genius student of Aoba Academy, will I not be able to withstand the kneeling of your Yan Kingdom Diao Min?

Okay, well, come up with your name, scare me into peeing my pants, please! ”

Zhang Yan, who made a cheap mistake, made the students of Aoba Academy laugh in unison.

The students of Teikyo Academy gritted their teeth, but they knew that the people of Aoba would not be able to laugh immediately.

How arrogant Zhang Yan is now, how shocked he will be later!

"This." Leng Mingyue's palm was horizontal, the front end pointed to the blue and slightly orange, and her voice was flat:

"The daughter of the generalissimo of the Yan Kingdom, Lan Weicheng, an official member of the team."

Zhang Yan laughed.

"This." Leng Mingyue pointed to Lu Chengyu again: "The son of Prime Minister Zuo of Yan Guo, Lu Chengyu, is an official member of the team." ”

Zhang Yan's eyes widened.

In the end, Leng Mingyue pinched Shen Zichen's little face, and smiled coldly:

"This, the son of the god of war of the Yan Kingdom, Shen Zichen, is an official member of the team."

Zhang Yan's breath stagnated.

Everyone who didn't know the truth found out that although the three of Lan Weicheng were dressed in low-key clothes, they were all rare and extravagant, and they didn't look like any Diao people at all!

"Are you still satisfied, their name?" Leng Mingyue looked at Zhang Yan, her voice cold.