Chapter 1327

When Shi Miao was feeling ashamed, the class bell rang suddenly.

Zhan Yeling also helped her tie up her hair, took his hands away from her, and placed them on the table casually, looking idle and leisurely.

But that innate aura is invincible.

Shi Miao scanned the whole room, but didn't see Dong Feiao, it was strange, it's already class, why hasn't he come yet?

When he looked straight ahead again, what he saw was not Dong Feiao rushing to the classroom, but Zhan Zifeng walking into the classroom with a textbook.

At first, his demeanor was quite natural, until he put the book on the desk, and inadvertently saw the man sitting in the fifth row.

Zhan Zifeng's gaze froze, staring at Zhan Yeling.

The eyes that were originally warm and moist were stained with a cold color bit by bit.

He even squeezed the hand holding the chalk so tightly that the chalk in his hand broke, but he didn't notice it.

Shi Miao noticed the strangeness of Zhan Zifeng, and naturally also noticed the strangeness of Zhan Yeling.

Although he still looked idle, the aura around him became stronger, fierce and cold. The surrounding air was condensed because of his suddenly cold black eyes.

The eyes of Zhan Yeling and Zhan Zifeng exchanged fire across the air, swords and swords.

Meow can smell the smell of gunpowder in the air.

She was full of doubts, did these two people really know each other? Is it brother?

Brothers who have turned against each other, otherwise, how could there be such a frozen atmosphere when they meet?

"Teacher Zhan, class is on..." A classmate reminded weakly.

It was only when Zhan Zifeng and Zhan Yeling exchanged fire that they looked away.

Feeling overwhelmed and angry, Zhan Zifeng tried his best to hold back and keep himself calm.

I tried my best to integrate myself into the classroom and began to give lectures to my classmates.

As for Shi Miao, looking back at Zhan Yeling beside him, he saw that his black eyes were still cold and his handsome face was tense.

The aura around him was even more icy cold.

Shimiao didn't dare to talk to him anymore.

In class, Zhan Zifeng's state was obviously not good, and he made mistakes several times. When he realized that he had made a mistake, he had already taught more than half of the lecture, and then overturned his lecture and started all over again.

The students also realized that Zhan Zifeng's condition was not good, but they didn't dare to speak.

A class ends in a weird atmosphere.

The students all left the classroom.

Zhan Zifeng didn't leave, and Zhan Yeling didn't intend to stand up either.

The eyes of the two men were full of flames, and they fought again in the air.

Shi Miao smelled the smell of gunpowder in the air, and she twitched the corners of her mouth in embarrassment to break the embarrassment.

"Yeling, I'm still rushing to the next class, let's go."

As she said that, she took the initiative to hold Zhan Yeling's hand and wanted to take him away.

Originally, Shi Miao had a good impression of Zhan Zifeng, but when school was over yesterday, Zhan Zifeng suddenly showed a fierce and inhuman side, Shi Miao was full of guard against him, and even more so.

She felt that Zhan Zifeng had no talent for design and was too bad a person.

In vain to be a teacher.

Zhan Yeling didn't speak, and was led away by Shi Miao.

Because the back door of the classroom is closed, they can only go through the front door.

And to go through the front door, one must pass by Zhan Zifeng.

When Shi Miao led Zhan Yeling past Zhan Zifeng, Zhan Zifeng suddenly spoke, not as gentle as before, and the voice was even ruthless: "Zhan Yeling, sooner or later, you will taste The taste of defeat!"