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

Chapter 22 Pork Stewed Vermicelli

The university is really extraordinary!The area is extraordinary, the school spirit is extraordinary, and the charm is extraordinary!
Luo Congcong, who was so unusual that he failed the college entrance examination in physical education, ran from the classroom to the office building of the Chinese Department in only 5 minutes!

It definitely feels like flying!

Rushing to the office non-stop, Luo Cong knocked on the door quickly after leaving Susu at the door, opened the door immediately after hearing someone's answer, and rushed over to table No. 3.

"Professor Huang...it's exactly twelve o'clock, I'm not late..."

Professor Huang, who was busy sitting at the table, raised his head and was taken aback by Luo Congcong, who was sweating profusely and panting: "Congcong, what are you doing in such a hurry? This is not a class, and I won't bother you if you come late." I'll draw circles for you!"

Luo Cong was so stupid that he didn't take a breath, and his heart almost exploded!

"Professor, didn't you tell me to come to you before twelve o'clock?"

Professor Huang pushed his glasses, with a blank expression on his face: "When did I say that? I just asked Yan'an to inform you that I want you to come here sometime today, but I didn't expect you to come at this time. You child, have you eaten?" Don’t be in a rush for lunch again, aren’t you hungry?”

Hungry!Of course she is hungry!She is so hungry that she wants to eat people!

Han Yan'an is really not a good person!Not even a good bird!
"Then Professor Huang is looking for me..."

"Oh, homework for you..."

After Luo Congcong recorded her literary history homework with her mobile phone, her breathing gradually stabilized, but because she ran too fast just now, there was still a trace of blood in her throat.

"Professor Huang, if there is nothing else, I will leave first."

"Well, let's go eat."

The moment he turned around, Luo Cong gritted his teeth and stuffed the phone back into his pocket. Every step he took was very hard as he walked out the door.
"Susu, let's go eat! I need to eat three bowls of rice today to make up for my calories!"

"Eat too much and you will grow meat."

A faint voice came from the door, Luo Cong shook his whole body violently, and turned his head suddenly: "Why are you here! Where is Susu!"

Someone put away his mobile phone and put his hands in his pockets: "Probably I can't wait, so I'm leaving first."

With a "click", Luo Congcong clenched his fist: "You ungrateful guy..."

A certain person ignored her, turned around and walked straight out, saying as he walked, "If you don't go to the cafeteria, I'm afraid there will be no food."

Luo Cong's brain exploded all of a sudden, and he hurriedly followed: "If there is no food in the cafeteria, I will chop you up and make a stewed pork vermicelli! And you are the pork in it!"

"Oh? So you are that vermicelli?"

"Ah bah! I'm the one who chopped you up!"

"Cannibalism is against the law."

"A guy who does something that harms Zhongliang is not a human being!"

They fought each other all the way, and when they walked to the cafeteria together, they suddenly found that there were only three or four windows left with food on the first floor.

"It's all your fault! My duck blood vermicelli soup is sold out!" Luo Cong glared at him viciously.

Han Yan'an lowered his head and glanced at her indifferently, and walked forward: "Let's eat braised chicken and rice, the one on the second floor is not bad."

Luo Congcong looked at Han Yan'an's back, his big eyes blinked and blinked, but he didn't realize what he meant for a long time.

Hearing that there were no footsteps behind him, Han Yan'an subconsciously slowed down, but he didn't turn his head to call her.

A few seconds later, he heard the girl behind him running over: "I won't have dinner with you! I don't know you well!"

　It's the seventh day, are you at work?

　　
　
(End of this chapter)