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

Chapter 115 When did you still write paper love letters?
When Han Yan'an pushed open the office door and walked in, Luo Congcong, who was following behind, was immediately frightened by the warm applause inside. She hurriedly withdrew to take a look, and re-entered after making sure it was the Chinese Department office.

I saw that in the office that used to be lively until the last 10 minutes before class, there were suddenly many people today.Most of them are representatives of various subjects that we often see, and only a few are teachers.And when they saw Han Yan'an walking in, they all gave crackling applause.

Luo Cong muttered in his heart: "Those who didn't know thought you were having a welcome party!" After speaking, he saw Han Yan'an walked to table six with his head down, put down his backpack and sat down.She politely greeted several teachers, walked over and asked, "Do you want to get any materials today?"

Han Yan'an saw that Professor Huang's desk was still empty, then shook his head: "Wait for Professor Huang to give the task."

"Oh..." She nodded, standing by the table and looking at her phone.As soon as his eyes glanced at the time on the screen, Han Yan'an opened the first drawer from the corner of his eye, revealing the envelopes full of envelopes, and the letters above were clearly marked with red hearts.Luo Congcong secretly rolled his eyes, and whispered, "What age is this, and people still use paper love letters to express their love? I thought Dongdong was the only childish person in the whole world."

Han Yan'an frowned, took out the love letters indifferently, and then threw the piles into the wastebasket at his feet.

The teachers and students around who kept looking at him with upright eyes looked at each other, and closed their eyes embarrassingly.But there were still a few who stretched their necks without fear of embarrassment, watching him throw away all the love letters.

He didn't take it out and put it on the table until his own notebook was exposed in the drawer, and asked indifferently but deliberately: "Dongze...write a love letter?" Answer, "Paper?"

The two rising endings made Luo Congcong feel very comfortable. The corner of her mouth curled up and she nodded maliciously: "Not only is it made of paper, but it also has at least three red hearts drawn on it! Tsk tsk, it's his black history! My mobile phone I still have the evidence that was photographed at that time, and I can send it to you if you want."

Han Yan'an's expression paused, and he suddenly took out his mobile phone: "Yes."

Why are you communicating so well today?Has his communication skills returned to normal?
Luo Congcong blinked, turned on the phone and sent the photos left over from that year to Han Yan'an on QQ.When everything was finished, she suddenly saw a pair of feet appearing in the corner of her eye. Her brain lit up and she pressed the lock screen immediately, and the screen went black immediately. Then she turned her head and said, "Hey, Lecturer Song, good morning."

She turned her head very quickly, Lecturer Song didn't look back at her phone for a while, and smiled a little embarrassedly: "I came here very early today, it's been hard..."

Luo Cong watched him walk around him to table No. [-] with a smile on his face, but he still glanced at Han Yan'an unwillingly, and even couldn't help saying hello to him afterwards.But unfortunately, it was impossible for Assistant Teacher Han to pay attention to him, so he had to sit down in embarrassment and turned on the computer on the table.

She shrugged slightly, turned her head to see that Professor Huang hadn't come yet, and when she turned her head again, she found that there was an extra bag on the table at some point. Judging from the outer packaging, it was undoubtedly the breakfast in the coffee shop.

Han Yan'an put the phone in his pocket, pushed the bag in front of her, then stood up and packed a few books that were not messy: "Eat quickly."

Before Luo Cong could say thank you, she felt her phone vibrate. She opened it and saw that it was a QQ message replied by Han Yan'an.

"Thanks for the photo."

The word "thank you" was swallowed by her, and Luo Cong happily pulled his chair and sat down to open the bag, and then, in the surprise that filled the office, took a bite of the poached egg.

　Today’s third update~ I’m writing, what’s the matter, I’m so envious suddenly, what’s the matter, I suddenly want to eat poached eggs?Continue to ask for recommendation tickets, rewards and comments~ I just found out that the number of recommendation tickets has reached 100, so I will add a new chapter today~ Since Assistant Professor Han is willing to pamper Luo Congcong without leaving a trace, then the students should pretend that they don’t know, Can't let him be exposed, can't we?ok~
　　
　
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