Chapter 12: I'm not interested in flat-chestedness
"Swordsmanship Class 5. Zhao Kun got the answer and went to find the teacher of Feng Lianwan.
To be honest, although he has been studying in this academy for 5 years, he really knows very few people, and the teachers basically don't know him. I still pulled a random person halfway and asked, and only then did I find the rest area of the 5th class of swordsmanship.
"Are you Teacher Feng Lianwan?" Zhao Kun looked at the beautiful woman in front of him, who was about four or five years older than him, and was a little surprised.
"Are you?" Feng Lianwan also looked at him suspiciously, "This classmate, do you have anything to do with me?"
Zhao Kun told her the reason, and Feng Lianwan suddenly realized after hearing it: "I see, you are Zhao Kun, since you are here, sit down, and I will take you to register after the assessment is completed." ”
She didn't seem to mind that the transfer of a bad student in the class would affect her teaching evaluation, so she naturally talked to Zhao Kun. There is neither disgust nor special concern. Zhao Kun originally thought that she was being persecuted by Long Xiaoyun, but now it seems that this is not the case.
Seeing that she was free, Zhao Kun sat down, and this position was very convenient to watch the competitions in each ring. Anyway, after I finished the exam, this moment is just a cigarette, and watching those people in the ring play monkey shows is also a lot of fun.
However, his behavior caused some people to be dissatisfied.
Zhenyi Palace attaches great importance to grassroots education, and believes that only outstanding talents can teach equally excellent talents, and will not let some eliminated garbage teach new people like some brainless sects. This kind of garbage is the most jealous of geniuses, and if they teach students, wouldn't they strangle all the outstanding talents in the cradle?
Feng Lian was able to come to Gengjin Academy to teach in the evening, which means that she must be among the best in the outer gate. Such an excellent woman, coupled with her outstanding appearance, will naturally make a group of young students fall in love.
The reason why the seat next to her is vacant is not that everyone doesn't want to sit, but they dare not sit. As long as you sit in this position, you will definitely be attacked by a group.
Every class is a small society with its own balance, but Zhao Kun's arrival obviously broke this balance. Seeing him sitting next to the goddess in his heart with a big grin, many boys and girls were so jealous that they were about to separate.
Although Zhao Kun is the fourth seat, the people who are familiar with him have basically graduated, and in the past two years, he has lived in seclusion, and there are very few people who know him in the 5th class of swordsmanship, and there is not a single one of these students who can only watch the battle from the audience.
A young man who was about seventeen or eighteen years old suddenly walked up to Zhao Kun, pressed his shoulder and said, "Hey, new here, you are blocking my view, there is a vacancy in the back, you sit there!"
Zhao Kun turned his head and didn't say anything, just a puff of second-hand smoke sprayed directly on the person's face.
"Ahem!" The young man who was caught off guard was choked and coughed, and his hand was naturally withdrawn from Zhao Kun's shoulder.
Zhao Kun was not interested in dealing with him, and turned to Feng Lianwan and said, "Teacher Feng, have we met somewhere?"
Feng Lianwan opened her mouth, looking a little surprised: "Classmate, your way of accosting can be said to be quite classical." ”
"Uh, I think you probably misunderstood something," Zhao Kun shook his head, "I'm not interested in flat-chested." ”
He is very honest, but he makes Feng Lian so angry that he wants to hit someone. She thinks she is a person with self-control, and she has always been soft-spoken, but it is really unbearable to say that she has a flat chest.
Where am I flat? Blind? I don't see my breasts bulging so high? Do you know how hard I have to stuff so many mats every day?!
scolded MMP in his heart, Feng Lianwan smiled politely on the surface, and did not continue to deal with Zhao Kun.
And Zhao Kun was being harassed by small waves at this time.
She flew around him like a bee: "What's wrong with a flat chest? Is there something wrong with a flat chest? What's so good about those two piles of fat meat? Why don't you make yourself fat so much? Men are all big pigs' trotters!!"
Zhao Kun glanced at her suspiciously, although this guy is flat-chested, but she has no gender, why do you mind so much about this? Judging from her performance, it seems that she has a lot of resentment about the fact that men like big breasts.
He raised a hand, and the little wave, which was still scolding just now, made an "oops" and jumped back into the ring.
But she misunderstood, Zhao Kun raised his hand not to hit her, but the young man who was choked by him just now finally relieved himself and punched him in the face.
Syllable!
Zhao Kun caught the young man's fist and squeezed it gently, and the latter suddenly screamed miserably and almost fell to his knees. The boy tried hard to withdraw his hand, but he felt as if his fist had been bitten by some beast, and he couldn't pull it out.
And just when the boy punched, Feng Lianwan paid attention to it. It's just that Zhao Kun is one step faster than her, so she didn't have time to make a move.
Now seeing that the young man was restrained by Zhao Kun, he also frowned for a while. However, she didn't mean to pull the bias, she just watched from the sidelines to see what Zhao Kun was going to do.
Zhao Kun naturally wouldn't be polite to the man, and threw the young man to the ground with one hand, and then stepped on his chest with one foot. He leaned forward and said to the young man who was still about to struggle, "Hey, do you have cigarettes on you?"
"Let go!" the boy didn't answer him, just stared at him angrily.
Which of the people who come here to study does not have a protagonist dream, except for a few people like Lin Feng, there are many people who have very hard bones. Even if he was trampled under Zhao Kun's feet, he had no intention of giving in.
Seeing this, Zhao Kun reached out and searched his body, but found no cigarettes except for a money bag.
"Tsk. Feeling a little upset, he pinched off the boy's arm with his backhand, and kicked it away.
Feng Lian stood up at this time and went to the young man's side to help him up. There are rules in the Gengjin Academy, as long as there is no death or disability between students, any fight is allowed, and teachers are not allowed to interfere and not take the initiative to harm students.
"You take this medicine," Feng Lianwan took out a small packet of ointment and handed it to the young man, "I didn't see the difference in strength between myself and the other party, so I stepped forward to provoke without permission, you should reflect on how much you listened to what I told you in class." ”
"Yes. The boy was like a mourning dog at this time, and he took the ointment and left. There is no shame in being defeated, and it hurts self-esteem to be defeated in front of the woman you have a crush.
Feng Lianwan turned around and glanced at Zhao Kun, at this time Zhao Kun was looking down at the young man's money bag, and she could only see the back of her head from this angle.
Suddenly, a sense of déjà vu came over me.
[Have we really seen each other before?]