The student who was holding potato chips under the desk became stiff and gradually became petrified.

"Of course, you can understand these three points as one idea." The young man is tall and slender, his aura is calm and oppressive, and the silver-white cufflinks have a bit of cold sense of order. "In my class, listen to me."

"It's that simple." Fu Jin spoke slowly: "If you want to leave, you can leave now, as long as you want. As for those who stay, I will endure it if you are dissatisfied."

The atmosphere became even quieter, and everyone was as quiet as a chicken, so quiet that only the subtle breathing of others could be heard.

The person on the podium is really too strong. He hasn't done anything yet, but he has an invisible sense of oppression, as if he is arrogant and indifferent.

"If you want to talk, just say it." Fu Jin seemed to see what they were thinking. He lowered his eyes, his eyelashes were long, and his fair fingers casually flipped through a few pages of the file, "You will have no chance after this time."

After the young lawyer finished his clear and lazy voice, the whole classroom seemed to be in an instant, and low voices of discussion came out one after another.

"Damn it true?!"

"This is called a simple requirement. I'm afraid I'm not teasing me, right?"

"No, this should be the most demanding and strictest management."

"It's so terrifying...it's worthy of being F.J., and this requirement is not something I, a mortal, can do."

"I may need to go slowly, but fortunately it's only one class a month. If this is the case every day, I'm afraid I'm going to be driven crazy, how can I live?"

The discussions under the podium were noisy and noisy. Fu Jin automatically ignored their constant complaints, looked down at the documents, and calculated the time in his heart.

After a while, the slender young man lowered his eyes and glanced at the silver watch buttoned on his delicate porcelain wrist. Then he raised his eyes slowly, looked around under the podium, and slowly closed the information, "Your time has passed."

"I thought it was going to leave, go out now." His tone was plain, "Don't waste my time."

Others: "…"

Is the new professor so arrogant? He has no friends, and the school actually lets this person do what he does?

After a minute, Fu Jin glanced at the person below, said nothing more, and gently flicked his sleeve, "Okay, class starts now."

I have to say,

As a senior who was once a scholar of the Law Department of University A, the invincible myth of the lawyer world and the founder of F.J., he does have this capital of absolute arrogance.

Those who are interested in the law department have been immersed in the content taught by Fu Jin in less than a few minutes.

If you don't understand, you can listen to a few words.

But this is not clear about the law department and has no interest at all. It may be cruel to those professional nouns.

For example, the boy standing in the fourth row now.

"Student, please repeat it?" Fu Jin spoke casually.

"Uh..." The boy was sobbing that he had not had time to hide his phone, he was already gently and ruthlessly pulled away by the slender young man who was walking step by step.

Fu Jin lowered his eyes and looked at the game screen that had not had time to exit. The words "big failure" were displayed on it. He gently tickled, "I can't even play the game well, and I dare to play it during class?"

The boy's face turned red and embarrassed, and the girl sitting next to him almost lowered her head under her neck.

"Lawyer Fu, they are lovers. He is not from the law department, but he just accompanied his girlfriend to class." The person next to him said with a smile.

If a boy had known that this class was so strict, he would never have come no matter what he said. It’s a pity that there is no medicine for regret in the world.
Chapter completed!