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

Chapter 493 Catching fire on the upper body, igniting self-immolation (4)

In Han Yan'an's dictionary, the word "fan" is explained in this way.

"People who like yangyang."

That is to say, Han Yan'an never thinks that those who like him are fans, at most they are a group of special groups that can be called "idols" with just one face.So after he heard Luo Congcong give him an introduction, he turned his head indifferently and continued to look at the chef who was making the braised chicken. With his left hand, he took a few tissues from the tissue box by the window.

Seeing that he didn't respond, the girl blinked her starry eyes and became even cuter. She looked at him for a moment, then found a pen and paper from her small backpack, and handed it to him respectfully: "Senior, I'm your fan group Members of the group, please sign for me, and it would be even better if you can take a photo with me!"

"Group photo? He may not even be able to sign it for you!" Luo Cong muttered in a low voice, just in time to see an uncle pushing a beverage cart passing by, she stopped him to buy a bottle of beverage, then unscrewed the bottle cap and looked at the edge situation.

I saw that Han Yan'an really did what she said, and he didn't want to pay attention to her at all. Instead, he pressed down the brim of his hat to cover his face.But now that he has been exposed in front of fans, how can the cute girl let it go.

Auntie saw such a scene when she brought a large portion of braised chicken in front of Han Yan'an.A cute-looking girl turned her body sideways, holding her mobile phone at a 45-degree angle to take a selfie, and Han Yan'an was obviously in the viewfinder!
"Student, don't use the spicy braised chicken for your big portion." Auntie looked at the cute girl cheerfully, "It's just right for the two of you to eat a big portion together."

"Yeah." Han Yan'an responded without emotion, turned around with the plate in his hand, and walked straight to Luo Congcong.

Luo Cong was still drinking the drink from his mouth, and from the corner of his eyes, he watched the cute girl trotting all the way to follow.She was about to take a sip and ask Han Yan'an how she felt, but a hand suddenly reached out and forcibly snatched her drink away!
This sudden movement made Luo Cong almost spit!Even without spraying, she has quite a drink on her chin!Her eyes widened and she whispered, "What are you doing!"

Han Yan'an handed her a tissue to wipe her chin, and a pair of old popsicle-like eyes swept over: "Your period is coming, what iced drink do you want?"

"You also said that it's coming, isn't it here yet?" Luo Cong never gave him a displeased look, "I've already drunk half of it, so I can't waste it, right?"

"I'll drink." Han Yan'an put the drink in front of him, and when he gave Luo Congcong the rice, he felt a shadow cast over him. He turned his head and saw the girl standing by the table just now, blinking pitifully Xi looked at him with big eyes.

Luo Congcong was also surprised: "Sister, why haven't you left yet?"

"Senior..." The girl pursed her mouth and handed over the notebook again, "You haven't signed me yet..."

"No." Han Yan'an directly lowered his head, took a piece of meat and put it in Luo Congcong's bowl.

Seeing that the girl's tears were about to fall, Luo Congcong sighed, got up and pushed her aside: "Sister, it's not that I don't help you, Assistant Teacher Han rarely gives autographs. We have to eat, you Go back and take a nap!"

The girl left reluctantly, Luo Cong sat down and looked at Han Yan'an who poured her a cup of hot water, and muttered in a low voice: "Ask for trouble..."

(End of this chapter)