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

Chapter 328 This Is the Real Prince
Han Yan'an pulled Luo Cong from the restaurant and walked straight to the elevator.As soon as the two walked into the elevator, Luo Congcong asked him immediately: "Is this really your love debt?"

"No." Han Yan'an frowned and shook his head, "But she's really not easy to provoke."

"for example?"

"I can't say it for a while. Anyway, be obedient and don't communicate with her. You should minimize your presence in front of her."

With a beep, the tenth floor arrived, and the elevator door opened, and Han Yan'an walked out first: "When the press conference starts later, you should sit in the last row, don't walk around."

Luo Congcong glanced at the position Han Yanan was pointing at, which was the corner position in the last row, so he nodded, "Are we here early?"

This place is as big as their classroom, judging from the sparse number of seats, there can only be dozens of reporters.But on the table in front, there were ten nameplates.

Luo Cong saw the word "Han Yan'an" at a glance, and hurried over in two or three steps: "Why is the background color of your brand name different from the others? They are all red, and you are blue."

Han Yan'an took a glance and walked towards the corner of the last row: "Probably because it was added temporarily, I will not participate in the press conference in the previous seminars." He moved the other seats in the last row to other positions as he spoke, so that There was only one seat left in the corner, and he walked back satisfied, "Go and sit down now."

"Now?" Luo Congcong was stunned after taking a photo of his name tag just now, "Don't we need to wait for the press conference to start?"

"You go first." Han Yan'an pressed her back and pushed there, then opened the door and took a look outside.

Before Luo Cong knew what was going on, he was already sitting in the only seat in the last row, looking suspiciously at Han Yan'an who was poking his head out and saying something to outsiders.

Not long after, Han Yan'an stretched out his arm to take something from the outside, and then walked over.Luo Cong looked down from his eyes and found that he was actually holding something like a work permit in his hand!
"This is..." Before Luo Congcong could finish his sentence, Han Yan'an walked directly behind her and put his work ID on her neck.She lowered her head and picked it up, but saw the words "press card" on it, "How did you get it?"

"I'm looking for someone to ask for it."

There was a rustling noise outside, Han Yan'an looked at his watch, and the time was about to come: "I have my mobile phone with me, if you have anything to do, send me a message." Then he patted her on the shoulder lightly, "Be careful , don't leave my sight."

Luo Cong responded stupidly, and then saw Han Yan'an walking along the corridor to the front, pretending to have just arrived, standing in front of his name tag and sorting out the materials in the file bag.

The back door behind her was opened, and a group of reporters rushed in, quickly occupying the seats in the first few rows.The people who ran in later saw that the front was occupied, so they had to sit as close to the front as possible. Gradually, all the seats were filled.

Luo Cong turned his head to look at the photographer standing behind and driving the camera, then at the reporter who was neatly dressed and writing something in his notes, and finally at the student himself, a huge feeling suddenly arose in his heart drop.

There was thunderous applause at the scene, and Luo Cong raised his head to look over, and saw nine people sitting behind the ten nameplates in front, and the reason for their applause was a white-haired old man who walked in as the finale.

The man walked to the center of the table with a friendly smile and bowed to the front. The applause immediately became more intense, just like the scene where the leader appeared in the news.

But after the man sat down, he looked familiarly at Han Yan'an beside him.Han Yanan slightly nodded at the old man with a respectful expression, and immediately got the old man's appreciative gaze, and even raised his hand to pat him on the shoulder.

Luo Cong took out his phone and took a picture, staring at the screen of the phone amidst the applause and whispering, "Prince...this is the real prince..."

　The third update today~!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)