As soon as He Tianfeng opened the map cannon, the people from Class 3 were immediately furious.

"What are you arrogant?"

"You?"

"Brave, right?"

He Tianfeng was not nervous at all, smiled and said proudly: "The third brother is a red and black belt in Taekwondo, which is only one level away from the black belt. He will have to perform Taekwondo later. Why don't you go on stage to practice?"

As soon as He Tianfeng said this, the group of people in Class 3 suddenly became arrogant. Regardless of whether they agree with Taekwondo in their hearts, the concept of "black belt master" is often heard on TV and in daily life. Although the red and black belt is one level worse than the black belt master, there is no problem in dealing with a few ordinary students.

He Tianfeng looked at the other party and did not dare to be arrogant anymore. He looked at Zheng Mei with great pride and provocative expression. This expression made Zheng Mei very angry. She gritted her teeth and snorted, and sat down.

Xue Wantong looked at He Tianfeng and other students who were not afraid to beat Zheng Mei and stood up for her. She immediately felt warm and quickly persuaded: "Okay, okay, everyone is all classmates, don't argue anymore. Although they are not from the same class, they are also alumni after all. Don't hurt the harmony."

He Tianfeng said with a smile: "Teacher Xue, don't be afraid. With us here, no one dares to bully you. Whoever bullies you, we will shave it back!"

Xue Wantong has been slapping by Zheng Mei in various ways before. Now, seeing Zheng Mei being beaten by He Tianfeng, she was actually secretly happy and moved: "Okay, sit down, you are all good classmates, and the teacher is very happy."

He Tianfeng and others sat down proudly, like a fighting attack. As for what Zheng Mei thought, he didn't care at all. Respecting his teacher and the way, you must be respected, not that you are a teacher, so I have to respect you.

Cheng Yingfan looked at Zheng Mei's gloomy face and showed a two-point anger on his face: "Teacher Zheng, aren't you afraid that they will speak so well. If you have the ability, we will meet on the stage. I will let them see my awesomeness!"

Seeing that Cheng Yingfan was publicly standing up to support him, Zheng Mei's face relaxed a little, and nodded and said, "Well, the teacher believes in you."

At this time, several adult men and women walked in, including the school leaders, department leaders and two guests.

Cheng Yingfan's eyes suddenly lit up: "Professor Zhang Ming!"

Zheng Mei glanced at the people, but didn't know them. She asked subconsciously: "Who, do you know them?"

Cheng Yingfan pointed to a gentle man in his fifties in the crowd, wearing shirt, trousers and glasses, and said, "Well, that's Professor Zhang Ming from China Overseas Conservatory of Music. He once served as a judge in a piano competition. I won the second place in that competition..."

Zheng Mei's eyes lit up: "Professor of the Conservatory of Music?"

Cheng Yingfan nodded: "Yes, he has a high level of attainment in music and is a celebrity in the music circle. I wonder why he came here?"

Zheng Mei looked at the seat where Zhang Ming sat down and smiled and said, "The guest seat he sat in should be the guests who invited the party. Each department's evening party usually invites several important guests to attend. Many of the guests are successful students from Zhonghai University. They are usually willing to go back to their alma mater to go back to their majors they once studied as guests, and meet their juniors..."

Zheng Mei paused for a moment and suddenly stood up: "Cheng Yingfan, since you know Professor Zhang Ming, then go up and say hello."

Cheng Yingfan was obviously willing to do so, and immediately stood up, followed Zheng Mei, and walked towards the guest seat in front.

Zheng Mei's voice was not concealed at all, and even deliberately became two points louder. When she finally left, she took a demonstrative look at Xue Wantong. The meaning of it was self-evident.

He Tianfeng said unhappily: "Isn't it just that I know a professor? What's so amazing? I said that this guy should go to the music school and what English department should I take."

Lin Zhu pushed his glasses: "It's not easy for musicians to make a living these days. It's not that easy to make a name for themselves. If you really want to find a job, you're not as good as the English department. This is called pragmatic!"

He Tianfeng's eyes lit up when he heard this and said, "That's right, it's better to learn to pretend to be a piano. Could it be that he really has the ability to hold a special concert? At most, it's just a coffee shop or something. But those who don't know how to pretend to be a bourgeoisie can make some extra money."

The voices of He Tianfeng and Lin Zhu were also not concealed, which immediately caused a group of male and female classmates in Class 3 behind him to glar, but the two were as if no one was around and completely ignored them.

Although they are classmates, since everyone has different camps and has their own things to protect, don’t blame others for being rude.

Qin Yang looked at He Tianfeng's popularity and couldn't help but chuckled. This guy has a whole set of arguing with people, but he did a good job of standing up for his teacher!

When Cheng Yingfan heard He Tianfeng's last words, he was furious and didn't pay attention. He immediately tripped on a stool, staggered and almost fell down. This scene fell into He Tianfeng's eyes, and another exaggerated and unscrupulous laugh.

Although Xue Wantong was very grateful to He Tianfeng and others for standing up for her, she was a role model after all, half scolding and half persuading: "Okay, He Tianfeng, don't talk, harmony is the most important among classmates."

Seeing Xue Wantong say this, He Tianfeng restrained a little, turned around and sat upright, spread his hands, looking helpless: "Teacher Xue, we are all good babies. If others don't come to provoke us, we generally won't provoke others. If others provoke us, even if there are few boys in our class, it is not easy to bully!"

Xue Wantong said softly: "Okay, the teacher understands. You go and organize the students from our class to sit down. Try to sit together. Come on, and cheer for the students in our class performing later."

He Tianfeng stood up: "Okay!"

Although Qin Yang didn't participate in the bickering just now, he watched everything happening throughout the whole process, and his understanding of Xue Wantong was two more. This teacher was quite kind-hearted, and his personality seemed not only not strong, but also a little soft. Otherwise, everyone would be the head teacher, and no one was inferior to each other. Why would you bully me?

Just because you are a little older than me?

Isn't this nonsense?

But this is also great. It will be very pleasant to spend four years with such a beautiful and gentle teacher.

Looking at such a beautiful and gentle head teacher is much more comfortable than looking at that harsh teacher Zheng?

PS: There is another chapter at 12 o'clock in the evening. Those who go to bed early can get up tomorrow to watch.
Chapter completed!