With that, Fan Lang turned around and left, leaving Meng Feihong there alone.

Meng Feihong gritted his teeth in anger, stomped his foot hard, and shouted, "You don't teach me to pull it down!"

Fan Lang pretended not to hear anything, and was determined to do things at his own pace, unwilling to make any changes for Meng Feihong.

He has never been a man who responds to requests.

......

Yanlong Academy, in a residence in the tutor's residential area.

The three elders of Tianhuo were working together to refine the elixir, and their apprentice Gao Jiji stayed aside.

The furnace of the alchemy furnace was blazing, and a new elixir was about to take shape, which was jointly refined by the three elders of Tianhuo for Gao Jiji.

Over the years, Gao Jiji has been the best talent taught by the three elders of Tianhuo, and he has favored him, and the relationship between the two sides has always been very good.

"In a few days, it will be the day of Fan Lang's teaching, the three masters can rest assured, when the time comes, I will definitely help you vent your anger and let Fan Lang make a fool of himself in public. Gao Jiji smiled and was full of confidence, and took a sip of tea in his mouth.

"Fan Lang has outstanding strength and talent, and he is still the dean's registered disciple, and if he goes against him, he will not end well. The three of us old guys have decided to swallow our anger. And Ji, the three of us have received your heart, but don't do anything stupid. The boss of the Three Elders of Tianhuo sighed.

"Master, don't worry, I have my own sense of proportion in my heart, and I won't go too far. He attends classes, I go to lectures, that's all, it's completely in line with the rules of the college, and he can't help me. The three masters have the grace to teach me, Fan Lang makes things difficult for you in public, I don't give you this bad breath, I am really unwilling. ”

"No, no. ”

"Don't worry, Master, just leave everything to me. ”

The eldest of the three elders of Tianhuo was still not at ease, but the second elder was excited, and interjected and asked, "Gao Jiji, are you really sure?"

"Of course it's for sure. You just wait for the good news that Fan Lang is ugly. The corners of Gao Jiji's lips were raised, and his eyes flashed with a sly light.

......

Seven days passed.

Today finally came the day of Fan Lang's class, this is his first class, which is of great significance!

Chenshi is a good time in the morning, and the plan of the day lies in the morning, which is very suitable for class and study.

Fan Lang put on a formal instructor uniform, which was spotless white as a whole, embellished with flame patterns, and had a dragon head breathing fire emblem on his chest.

He stood in front of a one-person-high floor-to-ceiling mirror, and Mo Mengxue stood behind him, and the figures of the two were reflected in the mirror, talented and beautiful.

"It's so heroic, I want to go to your class. Demon Mengxue smiled.

"I'm a clothes rack, I can wear anything. Fan Lang said cheekily.

Mo Mengxue's smile deepened.

Before going out, Fan Lang lightly kissed the little horn on Mo Mengxue's forehead before going out.

Fan Lang came all the way to the teaching area, where there are many buildings, it is easy to get lost, and you have to use a map card to distinguish the route.

The road is full of pedestrians, and the air is full of streamers, a busy and strange scene.

"Look, it's Fan Lang. ”

"Today is the day of his class, and I heard that many people have come to his class. ”

"Is his class that good?"

"Who knows. I guess it's mostly lively. ”

"Not only did many students go, but many tutors also went to his classroom. ”

"He is not yet twenty years old, he is the youngest tutor in the history of Yanlong Academy, and he is also the registered disciple of the dean, so it is no wonder that he has attracted much attention. ”

"If the class messes up, it will be interesting. ”

People whispered, and many of them were secretly transmitted, without leaking the news.

Fan Lang greeted some acquaintances on the road and came to the door of classroom 26, which was the classroom he had booked, and the plaque on the door showed his name and the countdown to the class time.

Standing outside the door, you can faintly hear the noise inside the classroom.

"It seems that there are a lot of people in it, how many people? dozens, hundreds?"

Fan Lang guessed, pushed the door open, and stepped into the house.

Looking into the house, he was startled.

There were seven or eight hundred people in the room!

The number of attendees exceeded his expectations, and the classroom was almost full.

The number of students in Yanlong Academy is limited, less than two thousand people combined, and nearly one-third of them have come, and it is rare for a tutor's course to attract so many students.

If you look closely, there are many mentors mixed in, sitting in groups of three or five, and there are dozens of them.

The dragon is ominous and high, all of them are listed.

In fact, there was still a short period of time before class, and everyone came in advance, earlier than Fan Lang.

As soon as Fan Lang entered the door, he immediately attracted many eyes and attracted much attention.

There was a commotion in the classroom.

"Tutor Fan is here. ”

"He's so young, dozens of years younger than me, who was a student. ”

"Let's see what he can teach today. ”

"Don't let us down. ”

There was a lot of talking.

In the crowd, there is a beautiful shadow, with red lips, beautiful eyes with resentment, and Erlang's legs, it is the peerless double pride Meng Feihong.

She is a hot and cold person, with a cold and ruthless side, after so many days in school, she has only made two female companions, at this time her side is empty, no one can sit next to her, so that many Huaichun men are discouraged.

It's not that no one wants to get close, it's that if you get together, you'll be driven away, and there's no chance.

"Fan Lang, if you don't desert me, then I'll come to a public class, I have to let you teach me alchemy!"

Meng Feihong was obsessed and looked at Fan Lang with a resentful look.

In front of everyone, Fan Lang walked to the podium and stood steadily, looking around, taking in the hundreds of people in front of him.

There are really men, women and children below.

Some of the older students and tutors had gray hair.

The appearance of the Xuanwu is mainly affected by two aspects: Shouyuan and the heart.

The limit is approaching, and even the Xuanwu people can't resist the erosion of the years, and they will gradually become old, and even have a situation of regression in cultivation.

There is also a saying that if you are born from the heart, if you are aging inside, your appearance will also age.

Some people take a huge blow and even go whitehead overnight.

As an alchemy master, Fan Lang is too young, younger than nine out of nine people below.

"There are a lot of people here, thank you for cheering. It's not time for class yet, so you can do your own thing. Fan Lang smiled.

"Tutor, everyone is almost here, why don't you take classes in advance. A male student shouted.

"There are no rules, and I like to follow the time. Fan Lang glanced at the male student who spoke.

"Tutor, if you don't want to start the class, it shouldn't be because you have a weak heart, don't worry, even if you don't teach well, we won't laugh at you. The male student said with a smile, with a provocative tone and a scowling expression.

Fan Lang's face sank, and he said lightly: "The student is open-mouthed, provoking the tutor, according to the rules of Yanlong Academy, I can inflict corporal punishment on you, or I can kick you out of the classroom." I don't embarrass you if you are a first-time offender, but I don't take it as an example. ”

"Yo, it's so majestic, open your mouth and shut up, it's either corporal punishment or driving people away, because I have attracted so many brothers to come over to listen to your lessons. If I go, I'm afraid there will be more than 100 students in the room walking with me. I'm afraid this classroom will be a lot empty!" The male student still had a weird face, and even threatened Fan Lang.

There was someone behind him who instructed him to find fault with Fan Lang today, and he came prepared.

Fan Lang pressed his palm on the podium and slowly clenched it into a fist.

"As I said, if you don't make an example, you will provoke me again, and this is your own fault. The new official has three fires, and the new tutor is the same, since you bumped into it yourself, I don't mind cleaning you up and giving my class a prestige, so as not to disgust me with students like you in the future. ”

Fan Lang's tone was calm, and he swiped the storage card with one hand and pulled out something from it.

This thing, one meter eight long, the thickness of the bowl mouth, the whole body is made of black iron, the surface is inlaid with many conical metals, the sun shines, the black light shines.

"See, this is my whip!"

Everyone saw what Fan Lang was holding clearly, and their eyes widened one by one.

Is this Nima a whip?

It's clearly a mace, okay!