Strongest Immortal Reborn In City

The performance of the ten disciples of the Martial Arts Academy was neither long nor short. It lasted for about half an hour. Along with an impassioned and blood-boiling music, the performance of the disciples of the Martial Arts Academy finally came to an end.    

    

At this moment, the student council secretary, Zhao Zheng, who was wearing a dark, straight suit and had some light makeup on his face, appeared exceptionally fair and handsome. He held a microphone in his hand and slowly walked onto the stage.    

    

As an existence that was only second to Lau Zijie among the boys in the school, the son of this high ranking student was obviously among the students. With great prestige.    

    

As soon as he got on the stage, the thunderous applause below the stage could be heard without end.    

    

There were even some female students who were infatuated with him who even boldly confessed, attracting a large number of gazes.    

    

Even the dozen or so teachers below the stage had great expectations for this student council secretary who had an impressive academic performance and an outstanding family background. There was even an old teacher in the school who praised Zhao Zheng.    

    

Even if he doesn't revise in the next half of the semester, those competitors will still be able to enter the Yanjing University steadily in half a year!    

    

This proud son of the heavens could be said to be the center of attention, and he was the center of attention.    

    

At this moment, there was even a hint of clamoring over the host. Even the limelight of the Martial Arts Academy's Tenth Earth Fiend was faintly snatched away by him.    

    

Zhao Zheng waved his hand slightly, and the audience went silent. It was obvious that his prestige was comparable to the school's leaders.    

    

"Pui! A person who pretends to be a dog. If it wasn't for the fact that his parents were the school's leaders, who would bother with you?"    

    

Zhang Wei, who was sitting next to Meng Ran, saw Zhao Zheng in the limelight and scolded him unhappily.    

    

Zhao Zheng cleared his throat and spoke in a gentle and scholarly voice, making people feel like they were bathing in a spring breeze.    

    

Zhao Zheng first thanked the school leaders, and then thanked the Martial Arts Academy disciples for their hard work. Finally, he said loudly: "Next, let us warmly welcome Martial House Lecturer. Professor Du Yanming will give a speech for us!"    

    

After saying that, under Zhao Zheng's lead, everyone applauded passionately.    

    

At this moment, the crowd slowly separated. A middle-aged man in black sportswear stood on the stage with his head held high. It was the feminine man who had a conflict with Meng Ran earlier!    

    

At this moment, Zhang Wei, who was sitting next to Meng Ran, felt his legs trembling. His heart was about to jump out of his chest.    

    

Because of the fear, Zhang Wei's trembling hands tightly grabbed onto Meng Ran's sleeves, and his breathing became rapid.    

    

"What is it?" Looking at Zhang Wei's expression, Meng Ran said in an unpleasant tone.    

    

Zhang Wei grabbed Meng Ran's sleeve with one hand and pointed at the middle-aged man who was talking on the stage. His teeth were chattering as he said, what are you doing?" He... he... he is a lecturer of Martial Arts Academy?!"    

    

"Yes."    

    

The old man nodded. "Aren't... aren't you afraid?" Zhang Wei looked like he had seen a ghost because he noticed that Meng Ran only raised his eyelids a little and then looked sleepy again.    

    

"He's just an ant."    

    

When he heard these words again, Zhang Wei felt like he had f * cked a dog. He couldn't help but curse Meng Ran in his heart: boss, I know you are a herculean man. But can you change your lines? Martial House Lecturer! He is Martial House Lecturer! You have to know that there are less than ten Martial House Lecturer. Every one of them is an important person who had received an interview with the Jiangbei Television!    

    

You actually offended him... It's over, it's over, this time you're dead.    

    

The more Zhang Wei thought about it, the more shocked he became. His back was already drenched in cold sweat.    

    

"Ai, Something's not right! You're the one who offended him, and I didn't offend him. Why would I feel guilty?! " As if he had figured out the crux of the matter, Zhang Wei instantly jumped up and down.    

    

Meng Ran, who was resting with his eyes closed, added on. "I counted you laughing loudly just now."    

    

Zhang Wei, who thought he was saved, suddenly had tears streaming down his face.    

    

If Zhang Wei knew that the vice president of the student union was leading the Martial Arts Academy's Tiangang over with a murderous aura, he probably wouldn't be able to cry even if he wanted to.