Chapter 1158

When he spoke, his tone was like a cool breeze in the spring, which blew to everyone's ears. The class was strangely quiet for a second, and then burst out a heartbreaking cry.

"Don't go! Fight till dawn

"We don't fight, we don't fight, shut up now!"

LAN Cang raised his hand and pressed it down. His movements were calm and graceful. The noisy students seemed to have been given a body immobilization method, and their voices stopped suddenly.

The head of the Department nodded with satisfaction, turned to LAN Cang and said, "Professor Huangfu, would you like to introduce yourself to the students?"

Zhao Meng Meng exaggerates a "wow" mouth, "Huangfu? Hao Su's surname,

Wen xingyanwei said, "since ancient times, there have been many stories about multiple surnames. He must be a man with secrets."

Zhao Mengmeng

All of a sudden, hearing the star, LAN Cang on the stage gives her a light glance. She closes her mouth and smiles innocently, like a good student.

LAN Cang put his hand on the platform, with a smile on his lips, and swept the excited faces.

"Hello, everyone. My surname is Huangfu, and my single name is Cang. The title of Professor seems to call me old. You can call me Mr. Huangfu or Mr. Cang. From today on, I will teach you French. I hope we can get along well."

Wen Xing

Miss Cang

Is he or she dirty?

He spoke French with a fluent Parisian accent.

French is known as one of the most beautiful languages. Speaking from his mouth, he is an elegant gentleman. His beautiful ears can be pregnant. As a result, some dregs who only appreciate his beauty don't listen to him seriously.

"Teacher, can you say it again?" Qi Rou raised her hand and asked shyly.

A lot of people nodded.

Blue Cang raised his lips, provoked a beautiful dazzling smile, and said casually, "if you can't understand me when I speak so slowly, I advise you to change your major as soon as possible, French is not suitable for you."

Wen Xing

Tut, the mouth is sharp enough.

But she likes it!

She holds her cheek in one hand, and her beautiful eyes are staring at him. It seems that they are not shallow.

Qi Ruoshan puts down her hand, and other students realize that the teacher is not a good-natured person.

The head of the Department looked at LAN Cang with satisfaction, "here you are."

He nodded with a smile. "Goodbye, director."

After the head of the Department left, LAN Cang threw a stack of teaching materials on the table, opened the chair, and leaned in carelessly, which was very good-looking.

He crossed his hands on the platform, chin propped up, "since we don't know each other, you can ask me some questions during this class."

In his eyes, these children are a group of children, and he doesn't want to scare them on the first day.

After all, he needs the job now.

As soon as LAN Cang's words came out, the crowd was in a commotion. A few seconds later, someone began to ask questions.

"Teacher, are you really Huangfu? Then why do you want us to call you teacher Cang? Do you know what Mr. Cang means? "

The one who asked the question was a boy with some color on his face.

LAN Cang calmly said, "I'm a Cang."

In order not to expose himself, his current ID card uses uncle Huangfu's surname.

Blue Cang's appearance is too elegant, everyone accepted his words, only Wen Xing hummed softly under the stage.