Dragon Soul Agent

It had to be said that Ouyang Baanruo's intuition was extremely accurate, especially towards Mo Lan's judgement. Ye Zifeng, who was at the side, felt goosebumps all over her body.

However, even though she was filled with suspicion towards Mo Lan's strange behavior today, Ouyang Baanruo did not have any direct evidence that Mo Lan's abnormality was related to her, so her suspicions were limited to guessing.

Looking at Mo Lan, although she was uncomfortable looking at Ouyang Baanruo and Ye Zifeng who were on the stage, she was a teacher after all, so she couldn't do anything but throw a tantrum on the spot. She could only interrupt Ye Zifeng and Ouyang Baanruo's conversation and continue with her lessons.

Only when a person's thoughts were completely not in the classroom, Mo Lan's lesson today would naturally be filled with loopholes. All sorts of confusion.

Seated below the stage, with the tip of the brush in hand, Ouyang Baanruo listened to Mo Lan's lesson and was once again puzzled. She softly replied, "What happened to Miss Mo Lan today?

Originally, Ouyang Baanruo did not mention Ye Zifeng either, but at this moment, Ye Zifeng felt a guilty conscience and immediately said: "Really? I feel like she's recounting it pretty well!"

Ouyang Baanruo unhappily gouged a glance at Ye Zifeng, and ridiculed: "Hehe, pretty good? I think you're just a pig with a big nose and a big onion. "You barbarian, what else can you do other than fight? Do you know how to play the piano?"

Ouyang Baanruo glared at Ye Zifeng with disdain. Even though her words were a little malicious, her tone was completely different, as though her two little lovers were bickering. As she spoke, Ouyang Baanruo actually had a flower-like smile on her face.

Ye Zifeng who was initially lying on the table was suddenly unconvinced, he sat up and boasted: "Wife, don't look down on others, who said that I don't know the piano, your husband, I, am also a musician, okay!"

Ouyang Baanruo immediately retorted back, and snorted: "Tsk, you even have musical talent? If you don't brag, you will die! "

This pair of 'little lovers' were flirting and swearing passionately under the stage, but they were the beautiful teacher Mo Lan who had suffered so much in the lesson.

Mo Lan had already been restless today, but now that she saw Ye Zifeng and Ouyang Baanruo, who were below the stage, still did not cower after she had "kindly" reminded them once, even their conversation had become more and more intense.

Suddenly, in Mo Lan's heart, a wave of negative emotions started to surge out uncontrollably. There were grievances, injustice, as well as deep fury and jealousy.

Below the stage, Ye Zifeng and Ouyang Baanruo were fighting passionately, to the point where they were even beginning to make small movements on their hands. If there were no one else looking at him with such envy, then Mo Lan would definitely be furious.

At this moment, Mo Lan stopped her lecture and came to the side of the stage. She then threw the textbooks in her hands onto the stage: "Ouyang Baanruo, Ye Zifeng, the two of you stand up!"

Within the Zhonghai Art Academy, the beautiful teacher Mo Lan was famous for her good temper, but she had never been so angry before.

Seeing Mo Lan's face darken, the entire pianist class became quiet. That silence was even a bit terrifying.

"It's over, it's all over, the Miss Mo Lan is going crazy!"

That's right, that bastard Ye Zifeng, Miss Mo Lan has already reminded him once, but he still doesn't know how to restrain herself.

At this moment, the beautiful teacher Mo Lan had eyes that seemed to want to kill someone, staring straight at Ye Zifeng and Ouyang Baanruo who were not far away. The entire classroom was silent for a moment, then spoke, speaking in a rather sinister manner.

"Teachers are experienced people, and they also know that being in a relationship is a stage that every adult has to go through. That is beautiful and makes people yearn for it. However, I must remind some students that this is after all a university classroom, a place to learn. If you feel that your knowledge is plentiful enough and you don't need to conduct any more professional training, then you don't have to come to class. However, I hope that everyone sitting in my classroom will be able to peacefully listen to these forty minutes of lessons. At the very least, you must do it so that no one will be disturbed! "

Mo Lan's words were spoken in a dignified manner, but of course, the current Mo Lan could only say such words. If not, what else could she do? She could not be like those shrew on the streets who would rush forward to fight with Ouyang Baanruo.

Right now, the large piano classroom was a period of silence. Even though there were no whispers, the gazes of almost everyone had landed on Ouyang Baanruo and Ye Zifeng.

The boys were cheering in their hearts, saying, "Loving each other, dying quickly, not a bit false."

Meanwhile, those girls were gloating in a weird tone.

Only Ouyang Baanruo looked embarrassed. In the past, Ouyang Baanruo had almost always grown up amidst praises, and had never received such a great insult.

Ouyang Baanruo's jade-like hand unconsciously moved downwards and carelessly grabbed onto Ye Zifeng's body. Then, with a pouting expression, she seemed to be saying: It's all your fault, it's all your fault that you've caused me to lose face.

However, Ouyang Baanruo did not expect her reckless move to be so precise, and directly hit Ye Zifeng in the vitals. Ye Zifeng suddenly felt a burst of pain, and unconsciously let out a cry.

In such a quiet piano classroom, Ye Zifeng's voice had attracted everyone's attention. At the same time, Ouyang Baanruo also felt that something was amiss, her beautiful face immediately flushed red and she immediately released her jade hands. She hurriedly lowered her head, wishing that she could burrow into the ground as soon as possible.

And at this moment, Mo Lan was even more furious after hearing Ye Zifeng's shocking shout. But Mo Lan's eyes were not filled with anger as she looked at Ye Zifeng.

reprimanded Ye Zifeng: ", do you have any objections to what teacher has just said?"

Ye Zifeng immediately waved his hand and laughed simple-mindedly, "No, no!"

Since she had already pulled Ye Zifeng out, then naturally, under the combination of anger and jealousy, Mo Lan would not let Ye Zifeng off easily.

Mo Lan continued to speak: "Since you have no objections to my words, then please repeat what you have told me just now. Remember, you are not allowed to look at textbooks, speak your own words."

Ye Zifeng immediately revealed a bitter smile. In his heart, he was actually thinking the same thing, that Mo Lan was deliberately making things difficult for him.

Hearing Mo Lan's words, the faces of all the students in the piano classroom blossomed with laughter.

Especially those boys, they had always kept it in their hearts that Ye Zifeng, this "foreigner", had snatched away their class's goddess. Now that he finally had a chance to properly watch Ye Zifeng make a joke out of himself, his mood was extremely happy, and he almost sat down with a bowl of popcorn in his hands.

Seeing Ye Zifeng being carried out by Mo Lan, Ouyang Baanruo saw it all, and anxiously, in her heart, quietly muttered to herself below. "Xiao Bang's serenade, teacher is narrating Xiao Bang's serenade today …"

However, Ye Zifeng seemed to be indifferent to Ouyang Baanruo's advice, except that her eyes that was laughing bitterly, lit up slightly, and became unfathomably deep.

Seeing Ye Zifeng standing in the classroom, and not saying anything for a long time, a male student finally couldn't stop himself from smiling and started to speak shamelessly.

"Miss Mo Lan, I think you should stop making things difficult for Ye Zifeng. Ye Zifeng was one of those people who went to his house to ask for help in his studies, how would he know any music? "

The moment this voice rang out, all the male students in the classroom burst out in laughter. "That's right, that's right." What Zhang Qiang said was not wrong. Miss Mo Lan, you are forcing me to do this! "

All of a sudden, almost all the boys in the piano class joined Ye Zifeng in ridiculing him. It was as if the anger and depression that they had accumulated for a few days had finally found an outlet to vent and been vented.

Seeing how Ye Zifeng was being mocked, there were only two people in the entire lecture hall who were angry and indignant. One was Ouyang Baanruo, and the other was the one who instigated this incident, Mo Lan.

However, in the midst of the laughter, a deep and powerful voice said, "Hehe, who said that I don't understand music? In my opinion, music is just a small path."