Chapter 50 Art Professor PK Genius School Grass, Who Is Your Dream Lover?

In the next few days, when everyone was shocked, Luo Zheng really changed from the past and entered a state of learning.

During the period, Zhao Yafang was worried that Luo Zheng would go back on it, so she even printed a gambling contract and posted it in a prominent place at the back of the classroom... Then, witnessed by the students and teachers, the two signed their names together.

Once this matter came out, Luo Zheng could get a lot of strange eyes when he walked to the campus.

Even click on the campus forum, and the hottest post on the top is this bet.

[This is a contest between the scumbags and the head teacher. Can the scumbags counterattack? The answer will be revealed next month! 】

Luo Zheng twitched the corner of his mouth, scrolled down the post, and replied to hundreds of thousands.

Holding his chin, Luo Zheng stared at the sky at a forty-five degree angle, how come no one believes in miracles?

For everyone's attention, Luo Zheng calmly responded.

After all, in the last life, Mu Sen posted a video, which ruined his reputation... At that time, everyone's eyes were all contempt, scorn, and ridicule. The comparison between the two is really nothing!

Besides, apart from concentrating on reviewing, Luo Zheng's only concern is the bodyguard.

After counting the time, she planned to leave school in the afternoon and go to Beijing University to see if Bo Hancheng had a job... But, in her spare time, she casually swiped the Beijing University forum, and the eye-catching posts came into view.

[The newly appointed "art professor" of Beijing University PK Beijing University "genius school draft" for four consecutive years, who is your dream lover? 】

Two photos are attached below, skip Xi Mubai's photo and go directly to the second one.

In the photo, the man is slender and picturesque, wearing a black shirt and trousers that are straight and slender, revealing a sense of abstinence.

嘤嘤嘤, the bodyguard's prosperous beauty, she really wants to lick the screen countless times!

"Bam—"

Luo Zheng got up abruptly and almost tripped over the seat, making a harsh sound.

Then, all the classmates looked at her, quickly packed their textbooks, stuffed them in their bags, and rushed outside.

"Luo Zheng, why are you crazy? The teacher will come right away, don't hurry and sit down!"

Li Li got up at once, and did not hide her disgust.

Unfortunately, Luo Zheng ignored him and disappeared behind the door.

In an instant, there were discussions in the classroom:

"I know, she's just pretending to be a scumbag and pretending to be a scholar!"

"Yeah, no brains, bet with the head teacher, wait to drop out of school!

"If she's like this, if she can get into the top ten, I'll live stream and eat shit!"

...

Luo Zheng didn't know what the classmates were talking about. After running out of the campus, he took off his school uniform, put on beautiful light makeup, and then took a taxi to Beijing University.

Beijing University, Beijing No. 1 University, and Luo Zheng's high school are not too far away, only a ten-minute drive away.

Anyone who can study at Beijing University has either an unusual background or excellent learning.

In the past two years, Luo Zheng has been paying attention to Xi Mubai. He was familiar with Beijing University and found the art teaching building directly.

Climbing to the fifth floor in one breath, Luo Zheng came to the door of a classroom out of breath.

I was about to look through the window to see the situation inside, but it was just across the door when I heard a man's clear voice: "Classmates, my name is Bo Hancheng. From now on, I will temporarily take your art class-"

In an instant, Luo Zheng confirmed his identity as a man, and couldn't help being excited.

"Bam—"

Suddenly, at the next moment, she pushed open the door of the classroom, causing a lot of ripples.

Usually, there are not many students in art classes, usually in twos and threes, you can count them at a glance.

Just look, now it is densely packed, about one or two hundred people, all with drawing boards, all looking at the uninvited guest - Luo Zheng.

Luo Zheng's face became hot, and she felt a little embarrassed. She tried her best to ignore everyone and looked straight ahead.

On one side of the podium, a man stood silently, wearing a simple shirt and trousers, and the setting sun outside the window shone faintly, covering it with a thin layer of light.

Not to mention, his face is as delicate as a lotus, like walking out of a cartoon, reflecting the blackboard behind him as a scene, like a painting scroll with splashed ink.

No reason - her bodyguard, her heart beats a little faster every time she looks at it, how can it be so perfect!

"This classmate, did you go to the wrong classroom?"

Azheng: XX classmate, say yes, what about eating shit on live broadcast?