Chapter 47: Just your combat power?

　　 Qin Yang opened his eyes wide, what the hell?
I did say that Han Qingqing is beautiful, even if he is not as good as the piano player, he will not lose too badly. After all, everyone has always been very tolerant of beautiful women, but he is really beautiful and can do whatever he wants. Ever!
　　 "I never said it."
　　 Qin Yang subconsciously denied it, and then He Tianfeng made it up lightly: "Han Qingqing is indeed very beautiful, there is nothing wrong with it, so don't deny it."
The eyes of Xue Wantong, Liu Rong and others suddenly became two-point bright, an expression that I seemed to understand something, and Qin Yang instantly felt that even if he had a thousand mouths, he couldn’t say clearly, and said straightforwardly,
Okay. Well, I don’t deny it, it’s like this, so... Han Qingqing don’t have any pressure.
Han Qingqing watched the changes in Qin Yang’s expressions of shock, helplessness, and encouragement, and couldn’t help but slightly tilted the corners of her mouth for two points:
I’m not stressed, but I’m a little uncomfortable. It’s just a performance. You don’t need to do it for me. worry."
　　 Xue Wantong, as the head teacher, immediately expressed his enthusiastic concern: "Where are you uncomfortable, do you want to see a doctor in the infirmary?"
　　 "Thank you, I might have eaten my stomach, I will sit for a while, maybe it will be fine."
　　 Xue Wantong nodded, and said uneasy: "Well, if you feel you can't hold it, just tell me right away, I'll take you to the infirmary, don't hold on, you know?"
　　 "I see, teacher."
Qin Yang glanced at Han Qingqing with concern, and saw that although her brows were frowned, she did not show other symptoms, so she did not ask more. After all, Han Qingqing is a girl, and some physical problems are not suitable for boys to ask deeply. .
　　 Everyone sat for a while, and the classmates performing sketches, folk dances, and chorus also arrived one after another. Everyone sat together and saw that Teacher Xue Wantong was there. A bunch of male classmates were full of enthusiasm.
　　 Although the school has only been opened for a short time, the whole class, regardless of gender, has a very good impression of Xue Wantong, not only because of her beauty, but also because of her enthusiasm and patience, which won everyone's praise.
Some college teachers and counselors are separate schools, and some are combined into one. In fact, the teacher does not have much work, but the counselor is responsible for all the trivial matters in life, just like being a nanny for this class of students. You can't do it with a little enthusiasm, without a little patience.
Xue Wantong doesn’t have the air of a teacher. She is actually four or five years younger than everyone else, and the difference is not that big. She is like a friend to help you solve all kinds of things encountered in life, and has a gentle personality. She is not strong, especially a male classmate who likes and supports her very much.
　　 At this time, another large group of people came in and sat in a row behind the one-vote students in the third class. The leader was a female teacher in her thirties.
　　 "She is Zheng Mei, the head teacher of Class 3."
　　 He Tianfeng whispered beside Qin Yang, his words were already full of undisguised hostility.
Qin Yang turned his head and looked. Zheng Mei estimated that he was thirty-seven or eighteen years old. He looked ordinary, perhaps due to age. He was already a bit bloated and not tall. He was estimated to be less than 1.6 meters. Compared with the beautiful and youthful Xue Wantong , Indeed one is in the sky and the other is on the ground.
　　 Qin Yang's eyes fell on Zheng Mei's face, and found that her cheekbone was slightly turned out, there were obvious dents in the center of the bridge of the nose, and there were obvious lines, and he could not help but shook his head secretly.
Qin Yang has also learned physiognomy from his master. Although it is not a great achievement, he is still very skilled in simple look. Zheng Mei’s face is obviously acrimonious. Such people are often selfish, unwilling to pay, and easy. It's no wonder that Xue Wantong said that Zheng Mei always runs on her...
　　 Zheng Mei sat behind Xue Wantong, and Xue Wantong greeted him kindly: "Ms. Zheng..."
　　 Zheng Mei's eyes fell on Xue Wantong's youthful and beautiful face, her face was cold, her voice was neither salty nor weak: "Mr. Xue, are all the programs in your class ready?"
　　 Xue Wantong smiled gently: "It's okay, anyway, everyone is happy, just happy."
Zheng Mei turned around and said to an eighteen or nine-year-old boy in a white shirt, bow tie and black suit beside him: "Cheng Yingfan, I heard that there are piano soloists in Class 2, you have to work hard and don't be compared. Oh."
The boy had a somewhat arrogant look on his face. Hearing Zheng Mei’s voice, he said with a reserved and confident voice: "Teacher Zheng, don’t worry, I’ve been a professional teacher who taught me piano since I was a child. At level 6, I have participated in professional competitions many times and I will not lose!"
　　 Qin Yang frowned. I'm going. Zheng Mei is too careful. If there is competition between classes, that is normal, but it is too much to provoke openly in front of the teacher?
　　 When He Tianfeng heard this, he was immediately unhappy: "Oh, this classmate, you are so embarrassed, why don't you take the music college, what English department, is this a waste of talent?"
　　 Cheng Yingfan raised his eyebrows and was about to speak. Zheng Mei had already taken the lead, pulling his face and said: "This classmate, how do you speak, is it polite? That's how your parents taught you?"
He Tianfeng was upset with Zheng Mei in his heart. UU reading www.uukanshu.com, not to mention the fact that the other party actually said directly that he was the parent, his face changed suddenly, and he hummed: "Ms. Zheng, this classmate and I are just discussing which college is better To give full play to his strengths, it seems that there is nothing wrong with you. My parents don't care about you. So you are a teacher like this?"
Zheng Mei was stunned by He Tianfeng, and her face was a little uncomfortable. Although she was very upset, she couldn't blame He Tianfeng because of these two sentences. Moreover, hearing He Tianfeng's accent, she was obviously a local, a soft middle-generation hard. A tone of no show of weakness, I am afraid it is not a good thing to come.
　　 Zheng Mei had a sullen face, turned her head to stare at Xue Wantong and said coldly: "Mr. Xue, you are in charge of the students in your class in this way. You have no respect, and you speak bad words..."
When He Tianfeng heard it, he exploded: "Teacher Zheng, if you have the ability, you rushed to me. Teacher Xue didn't do much about you. Why do I have no respect for me? Where did I speak bad words? You will put your hat on. When the leaders of the department will come, should we go to them for comment?"
　　 Although He Tianfeng may not be considered a top local tyrant in his family, he is also a rich second-generation. This courage is very enough. He really didn't see Zheng Mei in his eyes, so he went up immediately without giving in.
　　 Zheng Mei was so publicly held by He Tianfeng, her face suddenly became more ugly, and at this time, the people in Class 3 also stood up.
　　 "What are you talking about?"
　　 "What are you pulling?"
　　 "What do you want?"
　　 The people on the 3rd class stood up, and the 2nd class naturally did not show weakness. Both men and women also stood up.
　　 He Tianfeng glanced at the group of men and women contemptuously, and the map cannon fired in an instant: "As far as your combat power is, how can you still drop it? Don't say our boss, we can beat you all alone!"