The Strongest Soldier King

When Ye Feng entered the lecture hall, Ji Kun and Qi Weijun had already helped Ye Feng occupy a seat at the front.

When Ye Feng walked past him, Xu Wenxuan stared at him for a long time, but saw that from start to end, Ye Feng did not even glance at her, a sense of loss involuntarily arose in his heart, until Yu Waanqiu walked into the lecture hall.

Upon seeing Yu Waanqiu enter, the lecture hall immediately became restless. Many boys looked at her with their eyes wide open, even though Yu Waanqiu was seated next to Xu Wenxuan, they were still staring at her back.

After Ye Feng sat down, Ji Kun immediately asked, "Why is Yu Waanqiu looking for you?"

Although Qi Weijun did not ask, she looked at Ye Feng curiously.

Ye Feng just shrugged his shoulders and did not say a word.

Soon, a sexy looking beauty walked in from the door. She was holding a stack of lecturer's papers in her hand, which was pressed against her chest, causing the line of work on her high chest to become a bit out of shape.

At this time, many boys' attention gradually turned away from Yu Waanqiu's back and started to focus on the beauty who had already walked up the stage.

Ye Feng could not help but glance at the beauty on the stage. This beauty had a perfect oval face and on her face was a faint makeup.

The pretty girl had big eyes and long eyelashes. The mouth under her nose was not the cherry lips that people from the East liked. On the contrary, it was a wide mouth from the West.

Furthermore, the beauty's body was larger than the Oriental people. However, it did not have the bloated feeling of the Western people. Instead, it looked plump and graceful, combining the two advantages of East and West.

Based on Ye Feng's memories, Ye Feng knew that this beautiful woman who was usually sexy was their Field English teacher, Monica.

Monica looked to be around the same age as them, but her slightly curly brown hair made her look slightly mature.

In comparison, both Monica and Yu Waanqiu belonged to the category of absolute beauties, with each having their own merits.

It was just that Yu Waanqiu had the reserved and elegant style of a traditional female from the East, but because Monica was a hybrid from the East and West, she looked even more open and sexy.

However, Yu Waanqiu's background was just too mysterious. Coupled with the mysterious withdrawal of a bunch of students who had confessed their love for him four years ago, it made a shadow in the hearts of these boys, causing them to not dare to daydream about her in the slightest.

On the contrary, although Monica was their teacher, not only did she have a similar age to them, she was also usually amiable to students, causing many boys to turn into his loyal followers.

Monica placed the lecture in her hand on the stage, both of her hands supporting herself on the stage, her body slightly leaned forward, and raised her head to look at the student in front of him.

The university's lecture halls were mostly auditorium style, the podium was the lowest position, while the students' seats were high up, looking down from the students' point of view, Monica's career line was completely revealed.

Quite a few boys sucked in a breath of cold air when they saw this. There were even some who had already started stuffing paper towels into their noses, fearing that blood would gush out from their noses in the blink of an eye.

Ye Feng was also staring at Monica. It was not because of Monica's purple colour, but because although Ye Feng's memories were already very familiar with this Field teacher, he felt a special sort of familiarity in his mind.

He clearly knew that this feeling of familiarity wasn't because of Ye Feng's familiarity towards his teacher, but it was because of Satan Ye Feng's familiarity towards this Monica.

In other words, even if this person called Monica was not in the Guyang University to teach, Ye Feng should still know her.

At least, he had seen it somewhere before, but it was definitely not in Guyang University, or even in Hua Xia.

At this time, Monica's eyes swept across the students, and finally landed on Yu Waanqiu who was seated in the front row. Her eyes revealed a strange expression, and then she straightened her body and spoke fluently in English before starting her class.

Although Monica's English was extremely fluent, Ye Feng could tell that Monica's English had a special accent. She should be from Europe, a region with a profound mother tongue.

Furthermore, Ye Feng had also noticed the change in Monica's expression when she was looking at Yu Waanqiu, which was obviously different from the other students.

Not only that, during Monica's lecture, she would often invite Yu Waanqiu to answer questions. Coupled with her mysterious background, this made Ye Feng have a feeling that Monica was deliberately paying attention to him.

Just as Ye Feng was staring at Monica, Monica suddenly turned to Ye Feng and said, "The student behind, please read through the lesson once!"

Ye Feng blanked out for a moment. His entire focus was on Monica, and he did not know where he was at all.

Just as he was in a daze, he heard Monica say, "Stop looking, it's you!"

Ye Feng had no choice but to stand up. Fortunately, Qi Weijun had immediately placed her textbook in front of him, and even pointed at the fragment Monica asked him to read.

Ji Kun let out a faint sigh. Ye Feng's English grade was not even on the same level as his.

Furthermore, there were also people who were constantly coming to extort money from the school. He had already gone through several classes, and there were quite a few new words in this article. If he wanted to read them, he might as well take his life.

Xu Wenxuan, who was sitting in the front seat, couldn't help but turn her head and look at Ye Feng. She naturally knew Ye Feng's English grade.

Unexpectedly, Ye Feng only cleared his throat, picked up his textbook and started to read fluently, with a hint of emotion, it sounded as though a pure Englishman was speaking.

After reading all of these, Ji Kun was stunned. Did this brat secretly make up lessons when he was in the hospital? How did he know how to pronounce those esoteric words that he didn't even know how to read in a single class?

After Ye Feng finished reading all of them, Monica nodded his head, "Very good, and your pronunciation is also very standard. It seems like this student has spent quite a bit of effort in preparing for class, everyone needs to learn from him! Sit down! "

As soon as Ye Feng sat down, Ji Kun could not help but ask him, "Didn't you give up a few classes? How do you know these harsh words?"

Ye Feng only shrugged his shoulders without explaining anything. How would Ji Kun know that these stiff and stiff words were actually nothing to him? To be honest, English was his original mother tongue.

In addition to his knowledge of English, he was fluent in seven languages: France, Italy, Portugal, Spain, Russia, Arabia, and Japan.

On the contrary, Chinese was actually the language Ye Feng was the most unfamiliar with. If not for his rebirth, he would never know if he would have had the chance to come into contact with Chinese in his entire life.