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"Deng Fan, please introduce yourself in a simple manner!" The homeroom teacher, Xie Ying said to Deng Fan, "If there's anything you want to say, you can say it.

Deng Fan glanced at Xie Ying, but felt that this woman was extremely beautiful, with a myriad of charm. She did not need to make up her makeup, and with her tall and sexy body, and her perfect golden ratio, looking at her from up close, the fragrance filled his nose, making him even more intoxicated.

Deng Fan did not dare watch any further, and quickly shifted his gaze away. Sweeping his eyes across the students below the stage, he cleared his throat and spoke in a clear voice, "Fellow students, various handsome boys and beauties, I believe everyone has already remembered my name. Since I was destined to be in the same class as you, I will cherish the days I spent with you. If you guys want to know more about me, you can ask any questions you have, so I'll try to answer you guys. "

Once he said that, the entire lecture hall became silent, no one asked Deng Fan a question.

After a while, the homeroom teacher, Xie Ying, encouraged them: "Next up is the question time, students, you can speak up and be very enthusiastic, don't mind it."

When these words came out, a boy immediately stood up and asked Deng Fan: "I would like to know how old Student Deng is this year?"

Deng Fan laughed when he heard it, and said: "I'm sorry, that's a secret."

"Do you have a girlfriend?" A girl stood up and asked.

"Good question, but it's also a secret." Deng Fan smiled and said.

"How can a man have so many secrets?" Some people started commenting.

"Yeah, everything is a secret, then what's the point of our questions?" echoed a voice.

"Apart from the two personal questions, I can answer most of the others." Deng Fan said.

"Student Deng, forgive me for being blunt, but I feel that you look at least ten years older than us. Why would you want to sit in the same classroom with us and learn from us?" A boy stood up and asked.

"Maybe I want to charge myself!" Deng Fan said, "Isn't there something you need to say? When you are old, even if I am sixty years old, as long as I have the desire to learn, I can still come to study. This isn't what I said, it's what your headmaster said, it's one of the unique features of your academy, isn't it? "

The boy who had asked the question was about to add something when he was interrupted by the next questioner.

The one who asked this was a girl. She stood up and said seriously, "I heard that you're Little Bei's master. You must have an extraordinary skill. Can you perform a bit on the spot?"

Deng Fan was surprised by his words. He immediately glared at Su Xiaobei as if scolding her: You little girl, you already spread your identity as master so quickly.

However, Su Xiaobei made a face towards Deng Fan, as if refuting her words: You already told me, can you blame me?

In reality, the first person to reveal her identity was indeed Deng Fan himself, but he did not remember the words he had said to Yan Xiao Bao before. So even if Su Xiaobei had not said it, this information would have been spread out by other people sooner or later.

Facing such a question, although it was a little difficult, it still wouldn't make things difficult for Deng Fan.

Deng Fan thought for a moment before replying, "That's right, I am indeed Xiao Bei's master. If everyone wants to see my performance, I will show everyone my hand."

"Alright, I want to see it!" A student immediately expressed his opinion.

Almost all the students looked at Deng Fan with anticipation, waiting for an exciting performance.

"Well, since everyone wants to see it, let me think about what to do." Deng Fan tried his best to think.

"Why don't we perform with a broken stone on our chest!" Some students suggested.

"No, this is too violent!" Deng Fan quickly waved his hands, "If that's the case, where can I find a large stone?"

"Why don't you execute a punching routine and then forget it!"

"That's a good idea!" Deng Fan immediately nodded, and then denied it. "However, the arena is too small, and I can't use it.

"How's your Iron Head Show?" Someone suggested.

"Do you really take me for an iron arm? It must be because he has read too many martial arts novels, right? " Deng Fan shook his head and laughed.

"Alright, stop messing around. This is a classroom, not a martial arts practice hall. If you want to watch Student Deng's performance, you should leave it for later to discuss during gym class!" Xie Ying suddenly interrupted, intending to tell everyone to stop this farce.

"Teacher, since the students are so curious, let me satisfy their curiosity." Deng Fan said to the class teacher.

"What are you going to do?" the head teacher asked.

Deng Fan thought for a while, then said to the students below the stage: "I will perform some pushups for the students, can I trouble everyone to help me count?"

With these words, many people scoffed, thinking disdainfully, "What's so great about push-ups?" A normal person would know how to do it! Even if he could do a hundred or so, it wouldn't be difficult for him to do more than that, right?

Without waiting for anyone to reply, Deng Fan had already bent over and skillfully sat on the ground with his push-ups.

What was shocking was that he did not use his palms to support the ground, but rather used two fingers!

At first, it was a pair of hands, but it was slowly replaced by a single hand. Only one hand, and two fingers were used for push-ups! A single-handed pushover was already not something an ordinary person could do. Not to mention, using just two fingers to do it was enough to make people gasp in admiration!

Not only did Deng Fan do it steadily, he also did dozens of them in one go. Those students, including the class teacher were all dumbfounded.

"Teacher, can you do me a favor?" Deng Fan asked while doing his two fingers on his stomach.

"How do you want me to help you?" Xie Ying asked in surprise.

"Would you please sit on me?" Deng Fan said, "You just need to sit sideways, there's no need to be so strict."

When Xie Ying heard this request, her face couldn't help but turn red. She originally wanted to reject, but the students below the stage had already started to boil.

"Each teacher will sit, each teacher will sit!" As soon as these words came out, everyone cried out in agreement. Everyone was looking forward to a crazy scene that was hard to come by.

"Teacher, please satisfy their curiosity!" Deng Fan said, "It will end soon, ride me, and let me do it ten more times!"

Due to the pressure from all sides, although Xie Ying felt a little embarrassed, she still reluctantly agreed to it in the end.

Therefore, Xie Ying walked to Deng Fan's side, leaned his body, and carefully sat on Deng Fan's back.

The moment Xie Ying's smooth and beautiful buttocks and Deng Fan's broad back came into close contact, both of their hearts were strongly touched!

Xie Ying was more shy, but Deng Fan was more enjoying himself …

"Wow, this butt is really outrageous!" Deng Fan could not help but start to get restless. As he indulged in his fantasies, he carried Xie Ying and did another ten ups and downs, feeling that time had passed too fast. He even wanted Xie Ying to sit down a while longer to feel the warmth of her beautiful buttocks and the softness of her flesh.

After the 10 push-ups were done, the audience broke into an uproar early in the morning.

"Thank you for teacher's cooperation!" Deng Fan stood up and said to Xie Ying, then turned to the students: "Thank you for your support, students! I, Deng, have been humiliated! "

After that, Deng Fan had become the class's most popular person, and then had even become the school's most famous person.

That night, Deng Fan sent Wang Xinyu home as usual, as he had already prepared dinner.

"Miss, dinner is ready." Old Ding respectfully invited Wang Xinyu to sit and eat.

Wang Xinyu's face was a little pale now, and upon hearing that, he said: "I'm feeling a little uncomfortable, I want to go back to my room to rest. You guys can eat first …"

"What's wrong, Eldest Miss?" Without waiting for Old Ding to speak, Deng Fan immediately rushed forward to ask.

Wang Xinyu said: "Maybe I'm just too tired, I just need to rest for a bit." Then she went upstairs.

Old Ding and Deng Fan looked at each other, shock and worry evident in their eyes.

"Is Eldest Miss sick?" Old Ding asked Deng Fan.

"When she left the company, she looked fine, but now it seems like things are not going well." Deng Fan said.

"Why don't I call Miss's personal doctor?" Old Ding suggested.

"Let's observe first, she's not a child. If she feels unwell, she should say so." Deng Fan said, "Shall we finish eating first? I'm really a little hungry now! " As he spoke, he couldn't help but rub his stomach.

"Alright, you eat first. I'll prepare another meal for Eldest Miss." After Old Ding finished, he busied himself.

After eating, Deng Fan did not see the young miss coming out of her room, and could not help but feel worried, so he went upstairs to Wang Xinyu's room.

"Eldest Miss, are you alright?" Deng Fan asked loudly as he knocked on the door.

There was no response.

"Eldest Miss, can you open the door?"

Still no response.

Deng Fan sensed that something was amiss, he immediately shouted and knocked on the door a few times, but he did not get a response.

"That's not right. Even if I fall asleep, I should still be able to hear it, right?" Deng Fan felt a strong uneasiness, an ominous premonition welled up in his heart, and without thinking too much, he decided to knock the door open.

With a "bang", Deng Fan fiercely knocked on the door that was locked.

He saw with a glance that Wang Xinyu was lying on the bed on her side. She hadn't even taken off her clothes, her eyes were tightly shut, and her expression was extremely unsightly!

"Eldest Miss!" Seeing that, Deng Fan was shocked, he anxiously ran over and pulled Wang Xinyu up from the bed. He touched her forehead, and realised that her hands were burning hot!

He felt that Wang Xinyu was not as simple as having a fever, she hugged Wang Xinyu and shook him, calling him a few times before waking him up.

Wang Xinyu slightly opened her eyes, but her gaze was unfocused, as if she was suffering from a serious illness.

"Eldest Miss, how do you feel?" Deng Fan looked down at Wang Xinyu and asked in concern, "You're very sick, do you want me to send you to the hospital?"

"No …" "Don't..." After Wang Xinyu heard this, a trace of fear flashed past her pale face. She immediately held onto Deng Fan's hand and gently shook his head. Call me... "Father …"

Hearing this, Deng Fan immediately thought back to what Wang Shusen had told him before. He had said that if anything happened to the First Miss's body, she must immediately call him.

Thinking about this, Deng Fan immediately nodded his head strongly. He then took out his phone and quickly dialed a number for Wang Shusen. As Deng Fan's phone had an international business, he could directly call the other party's phone number.

The phone was quickly connected, and Wang Shusen's voice came from the other side of the phone, "Brother Deng? What business do you have with me? "