Urban God-level Selection System

game?

This is not enough to be an excuse.

Besides, the grades in the class are so good.

Reading Beauty Magazine in class?

This is too minor, and at best the style is bad, so it is called a correction.

What the **** is that?

At this time, the Mediterranean saw Lu Zimo walking towards Zhang Wanlin's office holding his homework. His eyes lit up and it was her! Zhang Wanlin went back to school with Luo Yingying for two weeks. Luo Yingying didn’t plan to go, and she was ready to leave. After all, she and the dean could not see her head down, but thought that this was her first internship. Work and have feelings for the students, so I just followed.

After all, Zhang Wanlin is here, so he doesn't need to be afraid.

Since the last time he drank, Fang Youran had looked at the two of them differently.

In the office, during get out of class time, she looked back at the two with a teacup and said, "Is it here today too?"

Luo Yingying blushed and lowered her head, doing her own thing.

She doesn't like talking about her privacy in full view.

Although, her heart accepts it.

However, Zhang Wanlin answered with a grin: "Yes."

I didn't expect the consequences of this at all.

Fang Youran smiled, "Then, that night you too..." Her words stopped abruptly, her tone seemed meaningful, and everyone could hear the meaning.

Bu waited for Zhang Wanlin to answer, and Luo Yingying quickly said: "No, Teacher Fang, you think too much."

"really?

I think too much? "

This time she looked directly at Zhang Wanlin.

"Yep."

Zhang Wanlin nodded.

"It's really not what you think.

I am a teacher, gentleman, how can I take advantage of others? "

Don't forget to make a little joke while talking.

This made Luo Yingying glared secretly.

The class bell rang, finally interrupting Fang Youran's question.

Everyone went to class, and the office looked empty for a while.

At this time, Lu Zimo followed Zhang Wanlin's arrangement and came to the office to get some materials.

The careless Zhang Wanlin always prepares lessons temporarily. No, he didn't even prepare for lessons today, and he forgot to keep the materials in the office.

It really made this monitor look down.

She entered the office, complaining and rummaging for something.

The door closed silently, and a middle-aged fat figure came in.

He slowly approached the prey in his heart, step by step.

The information was finally found.

Lu Zimo held the information in his hand, but saw a shadow approaching him. When she was about to look back, she was covered with a towel.

The irritating smell filled her nasal cavity, making her comatose for a moment of intense struggle.

She lay down in the arms of the Mediterranean.

The Mediterranean kept looking out the window, his hands kept busy.

This plan was planned long ago.

Today, in Zhang Wanlin's third Chinese class, almost all teachers in the classroom have classes, except Fang Youran.

She was sent by him to take the second class.

He is alone in the office now, but I am afraid that a certain student will suddenly appear in the corridor and see this scene through the window.

Therefore, he must hurry up.

Then wait for the big fish to take the bait.

.

He swallowed, if not in the office now.

Such a good stunner really makes people feel the urge to commit a crime.

But in the end, hatred is greater than reason, and he wants him to ruin Zhang Wanlin! , In short, extremely create a scene of fornication.

After all this, he was almost sweating, and immediately took out her mobile phone and sent a text message to Zhang Wanlin.

After that, he immediately went out and waited for an opportunity in the dark to move.

He didn't see it, just when he was fascinated by this little Lolita's body, a pair of eyes recorded this scene.

This is Fang Youran.

She was a substitute for Chinese, but forgot to get the tutorial book, so she came to get it halfway.

The result was such a scene.

She couldn't figure out why the Mediterranean did this until Zhang Wanlin's arrival.

The text message on Zhang Wanlin said "Teacher, come to the office."

A few words.

This makes him inexplicable.

Did it take so long to find information?

It shouldn't be. Lu Zimo, the leader of the class, shouldn't know what I usually put.

To be honest, Lu Zimo did his best, so he almost ruled him as a teacher.

So, how could it not be found?

If you find it, you should have come back, but it hasn't come back yet. It's been more than ten minutes.

Then he joined the text message, and he suddenly had an unknown foreboding.

"Classmates, you see that your monitor made a mistake again. How can I teach if you don't bring the materials?"

Immediately, Zhang Wanlin walked out of the classroom and walked to the office.

The students despised for a while, and they missed a **** with their thumb.

The lessons are not ready, so what else to teach?

The door of the office is concealed, like a secret.

Zhang Wanlin wondered, why is it so closed, isn't it usually open?

He just opened the door and was immediately shocked by the scene before him.

This is Lu Zimo.

She was lying on the ground disheveled, as if she had been violated.

what's the problem?

! Before he thought about it, he walked over to help her put on clothes and other things. Just at this time, the figure of the Mediterranean appeared.

He also brought several teachers, one of whom was Luo Yingying.

This is of course arranged by the Mediterranean.

Of course, he couldn't let him run into it alone, so the teachers came here under the guise of something.

Under the eyes of everyone, everyone saw Zhang Wanlin's "violence."

, Almost dumbfounded.

This is daytime, or in the school office, it's really lawless.

"Mr. Zhang, what are you doing!?"

The Mediterranean rushed first, almost raised his fist, and struck him with all his face.

"You beast."

Zhang Wanlin squeezed his fist with one hand, and when he twisted it, the Mediterranean suddenly felt pain.

Regardless of his size, most of them depend on food, which is not useful.

"What are you still doing?

Call the police! "

Cried the Mediterranean.

Zhang Wanlin held his head slightly, looked at him with disdain, threw him aside, turned around, and put his coat on Lu Zimo.

Her clothes are already in tatters, and if she doesn't stop her, she will be spring.

Fang Youran on the side couldn't help laughing in a low voice: "It's all like this, and I still care about my students."

She asked Luo Yingying next to her again, "It seems that the person you like is not so good."

Luo Yingying said immediately, "No, it is absolutely impossible.

It is impossible for him to do such a thing. "

Saying this is not without basis.