The school grass is the teacher: Teacher Gao Leng, please ask questions

Chapter 113 Three Words on the Screen
On Sunday morning, Luo Congcong obviously didn't set an alarm clock, but somehow woke up at 07:30.

She stared at the bed board strangely, blinked her eyes, and then turned to look at her dormmate who was sleeping soundly, and then she realized - she must have forgotten to take her medicine yesterday, otherwise how could she wake up so early?
In the morning, I received several information-checking tasks in the community group, and in the afternoon, I was notified by the monitor to attend a lecture.Finally, at night, when Susu was fighting with each other as usual, he found Luo Congcong lying on the bed, looking at something.

She walked over and lay down on her bed, and put her mobile phone on the pillow: "Cong Cong, don't you go out to study tonight? Is Assistant Teacher Han very busy recently?"

Luo Congcong turned the page: "It's too much trouble, let Assistant Teacher Han calm down."

Susu raised her head and glanced at the words, and was startled: "You are reading Modern Chinese again? Didn't you read it for an hour last night? Luo Congcong, have you been possessed by a ghost?"

Tomato, who heard the voice, also looked over: "It seems that Assistant Teacher Han is really good at teaching. To be honest, this is the first time I have seen Cong study with my own eyes!"

Luo Congcong yawned: "I'm used to watching it for a while every day at this time, and I feel very guilty if I don't."

"Tsk tsk, Assistant Professor Han is really not an ordinary person, he is a fairy at all!" Susu turned over and lay down, and raised her phone, "But this time... it's really too much trouble..."

Luo Cong stopped in mid-air from the hand that turned the page, and nodded slightly: "Hmm..."

Since the exchange meeting yesterday, the three words "Han Yan'an" have been swiping the screen on the school forum.Not only that, the news of the "Department of Chemistry & Department of Chinese" also used the photo of Han Yan'an speaking as the cover.

And the top post has also changed from the original school promotional video to a video of Han Yan'an's speech. From the time the host finished reading his name until he got off the microphone and sat down, the video in less than 10 minutes has received nearly [-] hits quantity.

This is probably the number of people in the whole school, that is to say, almost everyone in the school has seen this video.

And there is a graphic explanation under the video, especially Han Yan'an's every answer, and it has been bolded!
Thinking that the whole forum was full of the words "Han Yan'an", Luo Congcong couldn't help covering his forehead and wailing: "I can't even imagine what will happen in the literary history class tomorrow..."

"Ah!" Susu was fighting vigorously, when she suddenly heard Luo Congcong's wailing, she lost her grip, and the phone hit her face impartially! "Luo Congcong, you murdered!"

Luo Cong never laughed heartlessly. From the corner of his eye, he saw the phone next to his pillow, picked it up and unlocked it, looked at the landscape wallpaper just changed a few days ago, and locked the screen again.Lock the screen, then unlock it, then lock the screen again.

After going back and forth four or five times, she finally couldn't help turning over and lying down, with the back of her head pressed against the textbook, and quickly edited a text message.In order to prevent her from hesitating, she immediately clicked send after editing, then turned over and continued reading.

After a few seconds, the reply came right away.As soon as she felt the phone vibrate in her hand, she hurriedly unlocked it and held it in front of her eyes, and then she smiled, obviously relieved.

Ten minutes later, when Susu got tired of playing and got up to look for novels to read, she turned her head and found that someone next to the shop seemed to have... fallen asleep?Surprised, she walked over and squatted down, and saw a certain girl lying on the bed with her right cheek pressed against the textbook, her face was soothed, and she was indeed asleep.

But in her hand, she was still holding her mobile phone.

"Professor Han, will you go to the history of literature tomorrow?"

"Ah."

　Lying on the bed playing with my mobile phone, but being hit in the face by the mobile phone, this is my true portrayal... Remember to vote and comment, good night~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)