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

Chapter 173

People are really forgetful animals. On Monday, the matter of Zhao Feiyuan was discussed everywhere, and on Tuesday, it was replaced by other things. By the time of literary history class on Wednesday, the number of people discussing this matter had been reduced by half.

And the hero who rescued Zhao Feiyuan was Comrade Dongze, who was capable of both civil and military affairs in the hall and in the kitchen!
"Get out, don't mention this, I'm bothered."

Luo Cong was stared back by Dong Ze's words and eyes, and shrugged: "Don't mention it if you don't mention it, don't ask me for help if you have the ability." After she finished speaking, she lowered her head and put a large piece of ribs into her bowl , muttered, "I don't know who invited me out..."

Dongze's chopsticks were about to smash the rice, so he threw the chopsticks angrily: "Cong Cong, do you think I committed some crime in my previous life, so God will torture me in this life?"

She nodded solemnly: "Yes, you were a bitch in your last life."

"I'm telling you the truth."

"I'm telling you the truth." Luo Cong put his chopsticks on the table heavily, "Dongdong, you said that you are not a child anymore, how could you make such a low-level mistake? How many children have you grown since childhood? The girl wrote you a love letter, so it stands to reason that you should have antibodies in your blood, right? Why did you get tripped up by a love letter from a freshman girl this time?"

"I didn't expect her to be so amazing that she could post a love letter to the forum!" Dongze was so confused that he directly scratched his head, "What about Yan'an, why hasn't he come yet?"

"Assistant Professor Han was called away by Professor Huang, so he has to come later." Luo Congcong shook his head, "Dongdong, tell me the truth, you really don't know about the girl's live broadcast on the forum?"

Dongze sighed: "If I knew, the first thing I should do would be to ask her to delete the love letter instead of throwing away the love letter! What a pity, I thought she would leave after sending the love letter, how could I expect her to hide behind and take pictures... "

"I've seen that post. That girl has been posting since she wrote the love letter. No one read it at first, but you threw the love letter away, and she took it again. She just posted the photo of you throwing the love letter. , The number of clicks suddenly exploded." Luo Congcong also sighed, "Dongdong, you suddenly changed from a warm boy to a scumbag who doesn't take girls' hearts seriously."

"Is it so serious? I just threw away a love letter. I used to deal with it like this when I received a love letter! Well, Yan An just came. Yan An, tell me, did you just throw away the love letter you received?"

Before Luo Congcong could swallow the rice, he saw a person sitting down beside him, took off his hat with his right hand, and handed over a few pieces of paper with his left hand: "The manuscript, the final version."

She took it over and took a look, and found that it was not much different from the previous revised version, so she put it in her bag: "It is true that Assistant Professor Han's love letter was thrown away. I have seen it many times with my own eyes. But at least he has not been posted on the forum." !And his character positioning has always been that of a cold assistant, throwing love letters is a matter of course for him, but you are different, you are a warm male senior! By the way, Assistant Teacher Han, have you had lunch yet?"

"En." Han Yan'an responded in a low voice.

Dong Ze looked at the two of them with a look of lovelessness: "Are you going to make trouble like this? I came to you to help me with ideas, not to sing oboe in front of me!"

"Any other ideas?" Luo Congcong swallowed the last sip and took a sip of water, "I'll take the time to talk to that girl, we are the same age, so there shouldn't be any problem. I've finished eating, I have finals tonight, I'll contact you tomorrow."

After she finished speaking, she stood up with her bag on her back, and Han Yan'an put on her hat as well: "Before the game, carry it again."

"I am nervous……"

Dong Ze watched the two walk out while talking, and leaned back on the back of the chair directly with his arms folded: "Damn...not careful in making friends...you two really share the same smell..."

　Today's Jiageng... By the way, Assistant Professor Han's lines are so rare.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)