Chapter 110: The Great Demon King's Ancestor Teacher X Flirting with Han Holy Hand Female Student (1)

Teacher Jiang is the most prestigious big devil of the All-Holy Emperor Conservatory of Music, commonly known as the exterminator too her father, the catastrophe of destruction.

Except for Li Han, a special student, all the school will be scolded by him in class.

The school hospital has been complaining about this for a long time, and has repeatedly sued the school to no avail, and has now contacted the relevant departments to intervene in the investigation.

In the piano room of Class A, the wind blows through the hazy milky white curtains, the shallow sunlight flows on the man's short black hair, the gold-rimmed glasses frame is gilded and flashing, his pupils are light, like a deep pool, the palm is slender, the slender and white fingertips jump quickly on the black and white keys, and the music is melodious.

With a tall nose, a side face like a carved Greek statue, and a slightly thin lip, this face alone is different from ordinary people's beauty, making him match all the adjectives in the world that describe beautiful things.

Before he spoke, of course.

"Next." His pale pupils swept the roster on the side, and he read expressionlessly, "Lan Qing, out of the ranks." ”

The music never stopped, but the person who was supposed to sing was not there, and the singing part had already begun, and just when all the students lowered their heads and didn't dare to say more, the Great Demon King's fingers skipped a whole paragraph smoothly, and played the whole piece straight to the end of the music.

Under the frightened gaze of everyone, he silently helped his glasses, and his eyes flashed extreme coldness in an instant.

All the students trembled, empathizing with the cold of winter in this midsummer, how terrible!

The person involved in the incident was in the green shade of the playground at the moment, just woke up, the moment she opened her eyes, the summer heat poured into her body, the cicadas chirped loudly, and the man in front of her looked particularly irritable.

"Why do you say break up! When did I agree?! The man roared, and from a short distance, his leaping body seemed ready to rush up and punch her.

Lan Qing was silent, standing in place, her eyes full of boredom and boredom watching the play.

The man waved his hand and quickly rushed to her, then squatted down, hugged her legs, and cried out.

"Don't break up, I beg you! Woo whoa! I was just having fun with that elementary school girl, not really wow! The man explained as he cried.

Lan Qing lowered her head and bent down, the man sensed her movements, raised his head, and saw the girl's dark eyes showing extreme disgust, and kicked him away with his foot mercilessly.

This kick used ten percent of the force, kicking the man several meters away, and the brakes couldn't stop the car.

Lan Qing glanced at him one last time with the eyes of the garbage, and a cold tone sounded, "Get out." ”

Lan Qing, the most unserious female student in the school, has dated countless boys, and none of them have been able to date under her for more than three months, which can be called a love killer.

Due to the complexity of interpersonal relationships, the reason why the ex-boyfriend can play the football team, and the attributes do not involve the sphere of influence of this book, and he was not selected as the heroine of this book, just a joke after dinner.

The sun was particularly dazzling, and on a hot dog day, Lan Qing smelled the faint fragrance of roses in the air, she looked up intently, and saw a long figure standing in the shadow in the corridor on the first floor of the teaching.

Lan Qing remembered that this class was Jiang Rin's class, and hurriedly returned to Class A, the door was half open, and the moment she opened the door, a chill poured down from the top of her head, and Lan Qing almost thought that she had entered the ice cellar in advance.

The next second she stepped through the door, she heard a clear sound in her ears, like the melodious sound of a violin.

"Classmate Lan, ...... you" Jiang Rin's light-colored pupils seemed to have a vortex, and the beauty of her facial features bathed in the light was suffocating, and the tail note was mixed with a faint air sound.

"Skipped class."