God level funny comparison system

"Hehe." Luo Shuang smiled darkly, raised his hand and took out his mobile phone, dialed a series of numbers, and said to the mobile phone: "Mr. Le, bring me the piano."

"Qin? What kind of qin? What do you want a qin for?"

In another classroom, Le Yingliu frowned slightly, and asked doubtfully into the phone.

She is tall and slender, wearing white blue jeans, a pair of running shoes on her round and slender legs, a pure white sports coat on her upper body, her long hair tied in a straight long braid behind her head, and a white hair on her forehead. The hairline is as obvious as a knife carving, the willow eyebrows are flying obliquely, and the phoenix eyes are sharp. Apart from a touch of charm, there is also a faint coldness between the brows. The whole person looks extremely powerful, and he looks like a Lianjiazi.

There is a reason why she didn't wear the teacher's uniform of Kewu University, because she is not a teacher here at all, even though she is standing in this classroom, she is also teaching students, but unfortunately she is teaching music.

In the huge classroom similar to a practice room, there are some musical instruments sparsely arranged. On the wooden floor, there are more than a dozen students stumbling around. Most of them are extremely lazy. Some are taking a nap, some are lying down and falling asleep, and some are playing with their mobile phones , there was only one girl playing in front of a long piano, and her white jade hands brushed over the strings, plucking out a beautiful melody.

This is the only place where music is taught in Kewu University, and Le Ying is also the only teacher who teaches music.

Although this classroom is quite spacious, not many of the tens of thousands of students in the school know about it. It's not that this classroom is mysterious, but that people are not interested.

Even the few students staying here at this moment, most of them came here with the purpose of skipping classes or taking a break, and they didn't come here specifically to learn music at all.

Of course, Le Ying doesn't care about these things. She has a more important purpose in Kewu University, and teaching music is just a cover.

As for why a person like her who can only play music can have a place in Kewu University, no one knows. Her background is as mysterious as her. No one knows where she comes from, and why she has to choose to teach? Music is such a career with no future, and no one knows why the senior management of Kewu University let her stay!

Among the teachers, she didn't have many acquaintances. Zhang Long's class teacher, Luo Shuang, was one of the few.

In Zhang Long's classroom, listening to Le Ying's doubts, Luo Shuang rolled his eyelids and glanced at Zhang Long. He deliberately picked up a high-pitched voice, twisted his delicate body and said, "We have a student here who said that playing the piano is his own. I just want to see how long his specialty can be, or else, come and listen to him together."

"Specialty?" Le Ying's phoenix eyes flickered, showing a hint of interest, "Okay, then ask him what kind of piano he wants."

Hearing this, Luo Shuang raised his eyes again, looked at Zhang Long and said, "What kind of piano do you want?"

"Cough," Zhang Long coughed lightly, rolled his eyes, and said with a lack of confidence: "Anything, whatever!"

"Hehe." Luo Shuang smiled again, like all the classmates, they all had a sinister smile of "you can do it." Then she looked at Zhang Long with extremely ambiguous eyes, but her red lips were lingering at the phone Said: "Teacher Le Ying, he is very awesome, so you can say whatever you want. Then give him the guqin."

Guqin...

Zhang Long opened his mouth wide, dumbfounded!

He can't play modern qin, let alone Guqin!
He had already imagined the scene where everyone would laugh like dogs while listening to his cotton-like music.

"Zhang Long, just pretend. Guqin. Let's see how you die later! Hmph!" Nuo Wan'er puffed out her immature chest, shook her little head, and waved her small fist at Zhang Long like a demonstration, hum Said loudly.

Zhang Long swallowed his saliva and broke out in cold sweat. He had no time to pay attention to Nuo Wan'er, and said to the little girl in his heart with a trembling voice: "Death is so cheap, save me!"

"Hey," the little girl said with a smile, "now you know how to ask me?"

"Your sister, what time is it? No matter how embarrassing I am, I really won't be able to get along anymore." Zhang Long said anxiously.

The little girl shook her head triumphantly, and said lazily: "Don't worry, as long as you use the Qintu card later, they will blow up the street after keeping it!"

"Mr. Luo Shuang, Qin is here."

At this moment, a cold voice came, and Le Ying walked into the classroom. Immediately, the whole classroom was lit up. That kind of cold beauty, like the iceberg snow lotus, was completely opposite to the hot-tempered Luo Shuang, especially Her non-uniform casual attire highlighted her differences from other teachers, and the eyes of the students were immediately attracted by her strong, tall, exquisite and embossed figure.

Le Ying glanced around the audience indifferently, and lingered a little longer on Zhang Long's face, which stood out from the crowd, and then walked up to the podium with a long piano in his hand, and carefully placed it on the podium.

Looking at the antique long piano, Zhang Long's heart sank again.

Damn, I've never seen it before!
The body of the piano is made of unknown black wood, with a slight fragrance permeating the air, refreshing like orchids. The wooden body of the piano is shaped like a big sword, with seven strings on it. Evenly spaced at one end and all gathered together at the other, the seven strings form a long triangle.

The overall length is about 1.5 meters, and the edge of the piano body is carved with dragons and phoenixes, which is thick and exquisite.

The classroom was quiet again, and many students also looked confused. They obviously didn't know this guqin, let alone what it was called.

As for Luo Shuang, he glanced at the guqin on the desk, and the sinister smile on the corner of his mouth became even brighter.

This is Fuxi's Changqin, nicknamed the Sage's Qin. She didn't believe Zhang Long, a piece of shit, could play such an ancient thing.

Raising his eyebrows, Luo Shuang looked at Zhang Long provocatively and said, "Qin is here, can we start?"

"Cough, let's start." Taking a deep breath, Zhang Long took the stage with the determination to die, but because of panic, he staggered a step and almost fell down.

Ever since, the whole classroom burst into laughter again.

Le Ying frowned, and a look of disappointment flashed in her beautiful eyes. She originally thought that there were some students who were really talented in playing the piano, but looking at the sloppy guy in front of her now, it was obviously not the case.

With Le Ying's cultivation, she can clearly see all the details of Zhang Long. She feels that Zhang Long has no aura in his body, and he doesn't even pass the physical fitness level. Let alone playing the piano, he has no talent in playing cotton.

She shook her head involuntarily, and stood lazily aside, she had lost interest in watching, just waiting for this overconfident guy to go back with the piano after playing, and supervise him by the way, don't break her own piano .

Amidst the laughter of the students, Zhang Long walked to the podium. With a distance of more than ten meters, Zhang Long felt that he had walked for centuries. The corner of his eyes was full of people's sharp and mocking eyes and all kinds of distorted smiles. On his face, he felt that his heartbeat had reached 120 steps.

"call……"

Finally, he stood in front of the desk, exhaled a long breath, and calmed down his uneasy mood, and then the whole classroom fell silent.

The students focused on Zhang Long again with eager eyes, waiting to see how he would make a fool of himself.

"Zhang Long, I want to ask one more question." Looking at Zhang Long who was standing dumbfounded in front of the Changqin, Luo Shuang laughed teasingly.

Zhang Long didn't respond, he had already started to communicate with the little girl in his heart.

"Do you know this piano?" Luo Shuang asked.

"I don't know." Zhang Long responded casually.

"Puchi...haha..."

The whole classroom burst into laughter again.

This time, even Luo Shuang couldn't help smiling coquettishly, raised a jade hand to cover his stomach and said, "Zhang Long, it's too late to regret it now, you don't know this piano, how do you play it? Hehe, don't say it What a high level of playing. If you can play a piece of music completely, I admire you. From then on, you can do whatever you like."

Luo Shuang was out of breath, and Le Ying on the side shook his head helplessly, glanced at Zhang Long, and a look of disgust flashed in his eyes. I really don't understand what these students are doing. Is it fun?

"Are you serious?" Zhang Long suddenly turned his head and raised his voice a little.

He is thick-skinned, but he is also virtuous. He has no choice but to be beaten to death, and cannot fight back when his father beats him up. However, as his teacher, he even humiliated himself in front of the whole class. , this is unbearable.

The so-called teacher, preaching and teaching, you are paid by your buddies to pay tuition fees, buddies care that you are here to teach your buddies to walk the sunny road, not to let you be pressed in the gutter and beat up violently!

Therefore, Zhang Long was angry.

The laughter in the classroom suddenly stopped.

Luo Shuang's eyes couldn't help shaking, and when he looked back, he happened to see Zhang Long's eyes, gloomy and sharp, like a sword, the coldness in them seemed to pour into his heart all at once.

Luo Shuang's heart trembled, she was speechless, she was a little startled, how could this careless, careless, heartless waste have such penetrating eyes?

Although Luo Shuang is young, he has seen the world, but anyone with this kind of gaze, let alone other things, is unmatched by ordinary people, because there is not only anger in that gaze, but also a faint, murderous look !
Taking a light breath, Luo Shuang couldn't laugh any longer. She raised her head slightly, trying to maintain her position as a teacher, and said in a deep voice, "I, Luo Shuang, will do what I say. If you can play with this Fuxi's long piano You can do whatever you want in my class in the future."

Hearing this, Le Ying on the side frowned, and looked at Luo Shuang puzzledly, a teacher, why bother to be serious with a student, so she looked at Zhang Long, a guy who dared to argue with the teacher, and then she completely recognized Out of the identity of Zhang Longlei... a pervert who gave things to the female teacher.