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

Chapter 139 Apricot Blossoms in March Next Year

Han Yan'an looked at the clock on the wall, it was already 10:30.He looked down at the blank sheets of paper on the table, closed the book in his hand suddenly, got up and walked over again.

The excited boy who was playing the game was frightened by the strength of his sudden standing up, and looked up stupidly: "What do you want to do? You won't kill me just for a few autographs, right?"

Han Yanan looked at him condescendingly, and bent down to pick up the pen and paper: "Sign immediately, I will hurry back to school before the dormitory building is locked."

The boy looked at the time and shrugged his shoulders: "You are not an undergraduate student, and the dormitory management department will not check the dormitory. What are you going to do, sleep at home and go tomorrow is not too late."

"Don't talk nonsense with me." Han Yan'an narrowed his eyebrows, and grabbed the PSP from his hand with a little force, "I have class tomorrow, and I have to go back to the dormitory tonight."

"Is there a class? Isn't your Professor Liu going on a business trip every Monday?" The boy was about to ask, but when he saw Han Yan'an's eyes gradually turning cold, he immediately shut his mouth, obediently took the pen and paper, "I signed... ...I'll sign it right now... let alone a few, even if it's a few hundred, I can sign it for you..."

Han Yan'an lowered his eyes and watched the boy quickly sign a few pieces of paper, put the PSP behind his back with his left hand, and then put his right hand behind his back.

After signing the signature quickly, the boy raised his head: "Didn't you never pay attention to my work? Why did you suddenly ask for my signature?"

Han Yan'an looked at him indifferently, without speaking.

"Okay, I've become dumb again." The boy looked at a few pieces of paper, only signed his own name, and looked up, "Who are you giving these papers to? I'll write a word of blessing."

Han Yan'an's eyes moved, as if he was looking for the name in his mind, but he opened his mouth and then retracted it, shaking his head: "No need." He bent down to pick up a few autographs, and turned to pack his backpack.

The boy sat cross-legged on the sofa and looked at him: "I've been to University A, but my obsessive-compulsive agent won't let me go anywhere, and I haven't even seen Xinghua."

Han Yan'an, who was packing his backpack with his back to him, said "hmm", took out a box of pastries from the bag, turned around and put it on the table, then turned around and continued to pack.

The boy's eyes lit up, and he took it over immediately: "I thought you forgot! A big apricot blossom cake..." Suddenly the voice sank again, "I thought I could buy it myself when I grew up, but it turned out that I would buy it myself." When I grow up, I still have to rely on you."

"You haven't grown up yet." Han Yan'an carried a backpack on one shoulder, and put on his hat casually, "Also, the apricot blossoms are in March, so of course we can't see them now."

"Then next March, I will be able to see it?" The boy stood up barefoot, took out a key chain from his pocket and threw it to him, "My fan gave it to you."

Han Yan'an took it and looked at the string of silver-white snowflakes in his palm, then threw the PSP in the other hand to him, then turned and walked out: "Go to bed early, don't stay up late." One sentence, "Next March, I will let you see apricot blossoms."

The boy waved his hands happily: "Then it's a deal! Be careful all the way!"

Han Yan'an walked out of the villa and stood on the side of the road, glanced at the empty road, gave up taking a taxi and turned to the garage.Before he opened the garage door, he heard a distraught voice from the villa: "Han Yan'an! Where's my PSP battery! Come back to me!"

He opened the car door and put his backpack in the co-pilot, took out a battery from his pocket and threw it into the back seat, started the car and drove out.

When he walked out of the courtyard, there was still a mournful voice in the villa area: "Brother...my battery..."

(End of this chapter)