God level funny comparison system

Zhang Long was sleeping very sweetly, grunting like a pig, with saliva hanging from the corner of his mouth, even to the floor.

It is easy to forget some things when falling asleep. Zhang Long has already forgotten that he is in the classroom at this moment, and he feels a little uncomfortable sleeping. With a satisfied smile, he slept more soundly.

Seeing Zhang Long sleeping with the Changqin in his arms, people laughed even more unscrupulously.

"Okay, stop laughing!" Le Ying shouted sharply as he swept across the audience.

Everyone stopped talking immediately, and others blushed.

"Master, this is..." Yu Wenqin looked up at Le Ying and asked puzzledly.

Le Ying frowned, and said insincerely, "Maybe the playing just now was too exhausting."

"Oh..." Yu Wenqin suddenly realized that he obviously believed this explanation. After all, it is really exhausting to play the music to such a high level.

She has already worshiped Le Ying as her teacher, and the relationship between teachers and students is much closer than that of ordinary teachers, so she directly calls Le Ying her master.

Yu Wenqin believed it, but Le Ying still had some doubts in her heart. She looked at Zhang Long who was sprawling all over, her brows slightly frowned, her eyes flickered, and she fell into deep thought.

Playing a piece of music with a profound artistic conception is sure to consume one's mind, but since it is exhausted, one will appear tired or even powerless. However, when Zhang Long was playing just now, his eyes did not look helpless. There is a touch of enjoyment, as if a fairy is really playing a fairy song, so you won't feel tired.

This kind of performance has nothing to do with being tired at all, but why did he suddenly fall asleep now?

What's even more strange is that, just like what I saw in Luo Shuang's classroom before, Zhang Long's temperament will change drastically every time he plays, and when the tone falls, he will return to his sloppy virtue. .

It's so strange, Rao is Le Ying, who has experienced many storms, and has never seen such a genius.

Is this genius?Or geek?

Zhang Long was still sleeping soundly. In his dream, he was flirting with Yu Wenqin, and he kept stroking the long piano in his hands, which made the male students around him want to laugh but couldn't laugh, and they were all internally injured.

"Continue class, let him sleep if he wants to sleep." Shaking his head, Le Ying stopped thinking about it, settled down, and continued class.

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Time passed by every minute and every second, until ten minutes before get out of class ended, Zhang Long was still in a deep sleep.

Le Ying was depressed, she was taking a big class here, and the class lasted more than an hour, and this guy was still asleep, and she couldn't help but wonder if she was a genius after all.

Le Ying was very entangled. Zhang Long's previous performance was indeed extraordinary, but whenever his fingers left the strings, his whole temperament made it difficult for people to associate him with a genius.

Look at what it looks like now, the guqin is stained with saliva, it is Le Ying's treasure.

Le Ying's class was also finished. Standing in front of Zhang Long, her brows were wrinkled, her sexy and firm legs were wrapped in white jeans, and she felt a sense of strength.

Those male students suddenly regained their spirits. Seeing Le Ying's tangled appearance, they must be angry with this genius, that would be great.

Everyone immediately sat up straight, waiting for Le Ying to teach this guy who was almost sleeping under the quilt. Even Yu Wenqin was a little worried, seeing a trace of worry in Zhang Long's beautiful eyes. The so-called bosom friend is hard to find, among her peers, this is really the first time she has met someone who is more talented than her, and he is also a man.

"Zhang Long, wake up." Le Ying spoke, his voice as gentle as possible, no matter how this kid has two brushes, he needs to show some face.

However, Zhang Long was indifferent and didn't hear it at all.

"Zhang Long... the teacher is calling you." Yu Wenqin also called out, and the elegant and gentle voice came to Zhang Long's ears with a hint of anxiety, but it changed in his dream.

"Uh huh... Sister Wenqin, don't worry, I'm not ready yet..." A lingering scene was staged in the dream, Zhang Long closed his eyes, hugged the guqin, and performed the actions in the dream like no one else come out.

Those hands touched and touched the long piano, and a face rubbed against the piano body, with a disgusting smile on the corner of the mouth, and the whole body turned into a side-lying state, constantly twisting and twisting.

Especially that voice, which is so yin and yang that it is comparable to a eunuch.

"Alas... Zhang Long, you are hopeless." In the sea of ​​consciousness, the little girl looked at the unsightly scene in Zhang Long's dream, and she also had her hands behind her back, and sighed helplessly.

"Puchi!" A classmate couldn't help laughing, and then, the haha ​​sound filled the classroom again, and everyone was staggering from laughter.

I can think of Zhang Long's dream at this moment with his butt. This kid is really as perverted as ever, so evil.

On the contrary, Yu Wenqin, with a simple brain, couldn't think of why Zhang Long was chanting his name in his sleep, blinking his phoenix eyes, looking at Zhang Long with clear eyes, he couldn't understand it for a while.

Yueqing is not as pure as Yu Wenqin, after all, he is a teacher, just by looking at Zhang Long's wretched smile, he knows seven or eight out of ten.

"Zhang Long, wake up!" Le Ying was angry, and hated others for showing such a lecherous face in front of her.While speaking, she kicked Zhang Long's leg.

"I'm damn... which bastard dares..." Without opening his eyes, Zhang Long suddenly jumped up from the ground, raised his fist and waved it around.

After waving his fist, he opened his eyes, and then froze.

"Fuck...why are you in the classroom?" Looking at the frosty Le Ying in front of him, Zhang Long suddenly became sober.

"Haha..." Those male students were still laughing unsteadily, some of them were already lying on the ground laughing, and some were coughing violently while laughing.

They really feel very refreshed. It is really enjoyable to see the genius in the goddess' heart suddenly turn into a pig's head.

"Cough, teacher, please don't misunderstand me. You also know that I was exhausted talking about that song earlier." Zhang Long felt that the situation was serious, so he quickly put on a helpless face and said very seriously.

"Heh." Le Ying chuckled, "It's so exhausting, do you still have the energy to dream?"

"..." Zhang Long grinned, speechless, and involuntarily looked at Yu Wenqin at the side, thinking about the scene in the dream just now, and a wolf light could not be concealed in his eyes.

Yu Wenqin frowned suddenly, and moved back automatically. She didn't know why, but she felt that Zhang Long's eyes frightened her, and she felt strange.

"Haha...Yu Wenqin, you should slap him. He was having a sex dream just now, and you must be the heroine." A male classmate laughed loudly. He sincerely hoped that Yu Wenqin would slap Zhang Long, so that this genius would come back again. It is also impossible to enter the divine eye of the goddess.

It's a pity that Yu Wenqin still looked puzzled, blinked his eyes, looked at everyone and then looked at Zhang Longdao, "Chunmeng? What is Chunmeng?"

"Pfft!" Everyone was sweating profusely, even Zhang Long sprayed.

All of a sudden, the classroom immediately became quiet, and everyone looked at Yu Wenqin like a monster. Is this woman really a fairy with a heart like water, who doesn't even know what Chunmeng is?
Seeing Yu Wenqin's confusion and embarrassment, Zhang Long hastened to be a hero, his eyes fell on Teacher Le Ying's face and said: "Teacher, I was wrong. However, although I fell asleep just now, I am not a word in your class. I have listened to all the rest. Although I am very sleepy, in order to show respect for you, even when I am dreaming, I allocate 80.00% of my brain cells to listen to your class."

Zhang Long's righteous words were strict, people's eyes were once again attracted by Zhang Long, and everyone opened their mouths wide, looking at Zhang Long like an idiot.

While dreaming and listening to lectures, do you think you are Zhou Gong or a sunflower, with two heads growing on one neck, one sleeping and the other listening to lectures?
Damn, what a huge lung capacity, it's blown away!
Le Ying was also so angry that he couldn't complain. He felt that the most talented kid in front of him was not his piano skills but his bragging skills. After all, he was a teacher with excellent professional knowledge. Would he dare to make up a decent lie?

"Teacher, don't you believe it?" Looking at Le Ying's usually cold eyes showing a touch of sarcasm, Zhang Long couldn't bear it anymore, his eyes narrowed, and his voice became a little louder.

"Haha... Zhang Long, you are really sick. How can you make the teacher believe this kind of thing? You are dreaming and listening to the class? Are you crazy! Haha..." A male student laughed, and the corner of his eyes was uncertain. Sweeping Yu Wenqin's face, as if waiting for Yu Wenqin to praise him for scolding well.

A cold light flashed across Zhang Long's eyes, and the next second, he suddenly turned around and grabbed the male classmate by the collar.

The atmosphere in the classroom suddenly became tense, and no one dared to laugh anymore. They found that Zhang Long was exuding a cold aura, and the look in his eyes was like a poisonous snake, which made people tremble.

"Stupid, do you dare to gamble?" Zhang Long raised his sword eyebrows, staring at the classmate's eyes, and said in a dark way.

This male classmate has a good physique, but he couldn't muster up the courage to face the thin Zhang Long in front of him. The viciousness in Zhang Long's eyes made him instinctively afraid.

Naturally, he couldn't compare with Zhang Long. Zhang Long was born in fights since he was a child, so the kind of viciousness he cultivated in him is naturally not comparable to these ordinary students.

"Bet, what are you betting on?" Swallowing, the male student tremblingly said, his mind could no longer think, and was completely occupied by the hostility in Zhang Long's eyes.

"Hehe." Looking at the expression of the male student, Zhang Long smiled, looked around, his evil eyes swept over the faces of each student, and then fell on the face of the male student in front of him, and said leisurely: "If I really How about you just kneel on the ground and yell 'I'm an idiot' three times if you tell me what Teacher Le Ying said in this class?"

"Then, if you can't say it." Another student asked boldly.

"Hehe," Zhang Long smiled disdainfully again, raised his eyebrows and said, "I can't say it, of course I shouted."