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

Chapter 157
The first floor of the cultural and sports hall is used by various colleges to hold evening parties. There is a large open space in the center, with a stage in front and a large staircase like a playground stand on the opposite side.

Just as Luo Congcong and Susu walked over and sat down on a certain step, Susu took out her mobile phone and sent something, muttering while sending: "It was really a wise choice for me to join Xingyang's fan group before. These few pictures The album can be auctioned in the group!"

Luo Congcong responded, saw Luo Ant reply an excited text message, and then hey hey: "The remote control for this winter vacation belongs to me!" After a brief celebration, she called Han Yan'an again, ready to Tell him he's got his signature.

After the phone rang twice and was connected, Han Yan'an's indifferent voice came over: "Yes."

"Assistant Han, our training has been postponed for two hours, so I have already got the autograph! Don't bother you, you can continue to work on your work." Luo Cong took out an album from his bag, "But thank you... ..."

There was silence for a while, and Han Yan'an's walking voice came: "Where are you?"

"Me? I'm on the first floor of the sports hall."

"Yeah." Han Yan'an put the phone to his ear and walked to the railing on the second floor.The meeting room is right above the stage on the first floor, so he just stood on the railing and saw two girls sitting on the opposite steps, "What's the matter with the autograph?"

"I met Xingyang's manager and asked him to take us to Xingyang's lounge. I didn't expect Xingyang to have a good personality, and he signed us many copies." Luo Cong flipped through the album with a smile, "The little ant is happy now, and I will send it back to him tomorrow."

It was almost two o'clock, the fans outside were shouting frantically, Han Yan'an looked back to see the door of the conference room was opened, Xingyang was ready to go out.With a serious look on his face, he said into the microphone: "Go back and concentrate on training, don't chase stars."

"I'm not chasing stars, this is my brother's favorite idol."

"Go back now."

"Hey? But I still want to take a few photos for the little ants..." Luo Cong said in a daze, raised his head inadvertently, and saw a figure suddenly walked in at the door of the meeting room on the second floor opposite, " Assistant Professor Han, where are you?"

After walking quickly into the conference room, Han Yan'an stepped forward with his left leg, and Han Yan'an, who had dodged to the wall, lowered his voice and said into the microphone, "In the laboratory."

The make-up artist who was still doing the finishing touches for Xingyang looked this way suspiciously, Han Yanan cast a cold look over her, and made her turn her head away immediately, and coughed dryly, pretending that she didn't hear anything.

Luo Congcong breathed a sigh of relief: "I thought you were also in the gymnasium. I just saw a back that looks like you."

"I'll take the photos, you go back right away." Han Yan'an lowered his voice again.

Even Xingyang heard the voice this time, and turned his head curiously.Han Yan'an put his index finger on his lips, and he nodded knowingly.

Han Yan'an poked his head slightly towards the door, and saw Luo Congcong pulling Susu to stand up, talking and walking towards the back door: "Although I don't want to trouble you... But since you insist on taking pictures, then we will go back, thank you Assistant Teacher Han .”

"Ah."

After hanging up the phone, Xingyang, who had sorted everything out, came over: "Brother, who are you calling? It's so mysterious, why don't you let us speak out?"

Han Yan'an stuffed his phone into his pocket: "You don't need to know. I still have experiments, so let's go." At the end, he added, "Ask your manager to take some photos of the scene and send them to me."

"Ah?" Xingyang blinked strangely.

Han Yan'an frowned slightly, and looked at him from head to toe: "The makeup skills are good."

"Thank you brother Xingyang for your compliment!" The make-up artist behind him immediately bowed excitedly.

He picked up the hat and put it on his head, turned and walked out: "It's really hard for you to make him so harmless."

"..."

Xingyang pushed away the dumbfounded makeup artist, and yelled outside: "Either you don't speak, or you get mad, you have the ability to do the same in front of your mother!"

(End of this chapter)