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

Chapter 166 I Helped You, Right?
Although Han Yan'an had talked about it several times in the history of literature class before, it was Professor Huang's impromptu idea and asked him to talk about a small part.All add up, but also the time of a small class.

But this time is different, the two small classes are all taught by Han Yan'an, which means that the students in the Chinese Department are going crazy!
Luo Cong, who was sitting opposite Han Yan'an, was imagining the reactions of those girls tomorrow, unconsciously flipping through the textbook with his right hand, and laughing from time to time.

Han Yan'an, who was still concentrating on preparing lessons at first, finally couldn't bear it, reached out and tapped her textbook with a pen: "Quiet."

"Oh...sorry..." Luo Cong scattered his brains in an embarrassing manner, looked down, and found that he had finished flipping through the textbook at some point, and hurriedly turned to the content of tomorrow's class, "Assistant Han, are you sure?" You need my help? But I don't know what I'm going to do yet."

"Yeah." Han Yan'an handed over the lesson preparation notes, "Read it over, and let me know if there's anything that doesn't go smoothly."

Luo Congcong nodded in response, and carefully read the above content.It was not the first time she had read Han Yan'an's lesson preparation notes, and she was not ignorant of his obsession with time.But when she read it line by line, she was still shocked.

"Professor Han, you even wrote down the time allocation in such detail, what if something unexpected happens?" Luo Congcong pointed to one of the lines, "For example, do a set of training exercises in 10 minutes. The students in our class understand that they can’t finish it in less than 10 minutes, if they really can’t finish it tomorrow, what should we do?”

A light flashed in Han Yan'an's eyes, and he turned his gaze from the notes to Luo Congcong's face, and his tone was also full of satisfaction: "Continue."

After getting Han Yan'an's affirmation, Luo Congcong boldly continued: "There is the last one, 5 minutes for answering questions. Answering questions is no problem, but 5 minutes... Assistant Professor Han, do you know that since your identity as a high-quality stock was exposed? , Zhao Feiyuan in our class took me to ask you about things, at least half an hour. Professor Huang's 5-minute answer is no problem, but your answer is very dangerous!"

Thinking of the scene of Zhao Feiyuan running to their dormitory in the days after the exchange meeting, Luo Congcong couldn't help but shudder, and then shook his head firmly: "No, it will definitely be delayed! They will never stop asking questions. !"

Han Yan'an nodded thoughtfully, took the note: "Yeah."

Luo Congcong watched Han Yanan pick up a pen and revise the notes, and suddenly felt very comfortable.

Since making a deal with Han Yanan, although she wholeheartedly wanted to help Han Yanan pass the teaching assistant assessment, Han Yanan never let her know the specific content of the assessment, nor did she help much.Compared with Han Yan'an's help to her, Luo Congcong has always felt guilty about this matter.

She leaned forward and asked expectantly, "Assistant Professor Han, I'm doing you a favor, right?"

"Ah."

Upon hearing this, Luo Cong straightened his legs and leaned forward, getting closer and closer to Han Yan'an: "So, I'm fulfilling our deal, right?"

Han Yan'an's pen tip stopped suddenly, and he raised his head to meet Luo Cong's eyes.

There was only a distance of [-] centimeters between the two of them. Han Yan'an just raised his left hand and placed it on her heart with ease.

Luo Cong was stunned in vain, watching Han Yan'an's mouth reveal an imperceptible smile, then moved his throat, and rubbed her hair.

"Ah."

(End of this chapter)