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

Chapter 251 The development of things is unexpected (1)

It was the first time in my life that I was so close to a concert, but I didn't have the chance to go to see it... Luo Congcong's psychological shadow area was about to break through his heart...

The next morning they were going to run together as usual. When Han Yan'an stood in front of Building No. [-] and saw Luo Cong come out, he found that a certain girl used the word "unhappy" to the fullest.

She talked less, and she was absent-minded when running. The most obvious thing was that she was still sighing when she was eating poached eggs in the cafe!
But Han Yan'an didn't give in. Luo Cong never spoke, and he didn't speak either.She sat across from her and sighed, but he pretended not to hear her and ate his breakfast on his own.She didn't finish her poached eggs, so he went to the dessert shop to buy desserts and stuffed them into her schoolbag so that she wouldn't be hungry during class.

This situation lasted until the afternoon class, when Luo Congcong received a notice from the monitor.The notice stated that the trip plan was worth looking forward to, and she was so excited that she immediately forgot about the concert!

Although the notice also stated that the main purpose of this trip is to "appreciate the cultural customs", but to put it bluntly, isn't it just to go out and have fun!

Xingyang's concert can be recorded and broadcast, but it is a rare opportunity to skip class openly!Not long after Luo Congcong got excited, the bell rang for the end of get out of class.She subconsciously dialed Han Yan'an's phone and put it in her ear.

Han Yan'an picked up the phone and said "um", Luo Cong heard the noise around him from his ears, picked up his bag and stood up: "Assistant Han, are you not in the dormitory?"

"Ah."

"Where is it? I don't have class anymore, I'll go find you! I have good news for you!" Luo Cong waved at Susu, and walked out holding his phone.

"C Building 221."

"Isn't it the chemistry building? Why did you come to the teaching building?" Luo Cong walked out of the classroom and walked to Building C along the nearest road. At the same time, the noise in the microphone became more and more intense.

"There is class." Han Yan'an said two simple words, and suddenly seemed to feel something and raised his head, just in time to meet the approaching Luo Congcong.He took a few steps to walk over, but he obviously underestimated the girl's fighting power, he walked a few steps and refused to go out!

Luo Congcong was taken aback by the classmates surrounding him, and walked towards the wall holding his mobile phone: "What's the situation? Is it your fan club? No, it's only Tuesday today. What class do you have?"

"History of literature." Han Yan'an's eyebrows gradually frowned, seeing the girls surrounding him still chattering, he added, "Classes for other majors."

Before he finished speaking, the class bell rang. Seeing that Han Yan'an ignored them no matter what, the girls dispersed in disappointment and walked to a certain classroom together.

Han Yan'an's brows finally relaxed, he held up his mobile phone and looked at Luo Congcong who was by the wall: "You go back to the dormitory first, I'll call you after class."

"Oh..." Luo Congcong responded and nodded.

Han Yan'an hung up the phone, turned around and walked to that classroom as well.

As soon as he walked in, Professor Huang came up from the other side of the stairs, looked down at the textbook and didn't notice Luo Congcong.Luo Cong watched both of them walk in, and then bursts of cheers came from the classroom.

She only knew that Professor Huang would teach them two courses this semester, but she forgot that Professor Huang would also teach literary history for other majors this semester.And Han Yan'an has already passed the teaching assistant assessment, so it is understandable to continue to serve as a teaching assistant for literary history.

Seeing how excited these girls are, this should be the first section of the history of literature this semester, right?
Luo Congcong turned his head around a few times, thinking that there is nothing to do when he goes back to the dormitory, so he might as well wait for Han Yan'an to finish class before going to dinner.

Thinking of this, she immediately muted her phone, then sneaked to the back door of the classroom...

　Taking advantage of Luo Congcong's travel plan, recall our professional sketching practice.It's a pity that I won't have the opportunity to go out to sketch with my classmates in the future... Welcome to join the group 457299724
　　
　
(End of this chapter)