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

Chapter 754 Are You Telling A Bad Joke?

While Liu Tian watched them off, Luo Congcong and Susu walked around the team to play in the cafeteria.The principal was still summing up two points endlessly. Luo Cong looked on tiptoe and found that Zhao Feiyuan's ancestor was actually sitting with Lao Chen, eating ice cream openly!
"At this time last year, I never thought that Zhao Feiyuan was actually a military wife." Susu also sighed, "Cong Cong, do you still remember that Zhao Feiyuan was very annoying when she was in military training last year?"

"Of course I remember! At that time, she was arrogant, hypocritical and flaunting her wealth, and she made a high-profile statement that she liked Instructor Chen! It's really not ordinary annoying... But after getting along with him, I found that this ancestor is not bad, but there is a little bit of it The princess is just sick." Luo Congcong stretched out his little finger to compare.

Susu also nodded: "Human, the first impression is always a bit inaccurate. When I first met you, I thought you were a good girl, but after getting along for a long time, I found that you are an idiot."

Luo Cong immediately glanced over from the murderous eyes: "Comrade Su Suyun, do I still have to thank you for your compliment?"

"Why are you staring at me? I'm already very tactful! If I hadn't taken our friendship into account, I would have just called you an idiot, a fool, and a neurotic!"

"Fuck, I'm not very happy if you say I'm a fool!"

The next morning, just after class, Luo Congcong received a call from Mango, saying that she had stayed up all night to finish the manuscript, and the senior made revisions in a hurry. Now that she finally passed it, she can go get the manuscript.

So after class at noon, Luo Cong ran out of the classroom cheerfully. As soon as he saw Han Yan'an waiting for her in the corner, he rushed over and handed the manuscript to him, and said in a thief-like way: "The manuscript is out, it's so fresh! Don't believe it If you touch it, it still has residual warmth!"

She ran so excited that her bangs were all messed up.Han Yan'an took off the hat and put it on her head, and glanced briefly: "Have you seen it?"

"Well, I saw it as soon as I got it!"

"So this Yu Wen..." Han Yan'an took her schoolbag and carried it on his back, with the corner of his mouth curled up maliciously, "Could it be the temperature in your hand?"

Luo Cong raised his head seriously and seriously, and asked him solemnly: "Are you telling a bad joke?"

The corner of Han Yan'an's mouth fell down, and he turned his head indifferently: "No."

"Which day are you free at [-] pm these days? Mango said everything is up to you, but the recording must be finished before we leave school."

Han Yan'an folded the manuscript in half and put it in his pocket: "My work has been handed over, it's fine for these two days, you can decide for me, I don't want to be distracted."

"Let's do it today. You can concentrate on preparing for the seminar if you end it early... But you have already handed over the work, so you are afraid of being distracted? Do you have other things to do?"

"Ah."

"what's up?"

Han Yan'an looked down and straightened her messy bangs that were exposed under the brim of the hat: "The work in the courtyard has been handed over, but Professor Liu has not yet handed over the work, and the teaching assistant work in the Chinese Department has been put on hold. a statement."

"It's true...you seldom come to school recently...Professor Liu has such a temper. If I have a student who is busier than myself, I guess I will lose my temper."

"Fortunately, I'm not your student." Walking to the edge of the stairs, Han Yan'an took her hand and squeezed her palm, "What do you want for dinner?"

"It's only lunch, brother!"

"Then what do you want for lunch?" Han Yan'an didn't care, and continued to ask.

"Uh... fried noodles!"

"Well. What about dinner? I don't have to work overtime at night, so I can go out to eat with you."

Luo Cong followed his train of thought and thought for a while, then snapped his fingers: "Spicy pot!"

"Yeah." Someone nodded, "Yes."

Luo Congcong suddenly couldn't believe it: "Didn't you let me eat spicy food?"

"It's okay to eat once in a while, you haven't eaten spicy food for a long time, right?"

From the little angel in Luo Cong's mind, she diligently erased the fact that she ate a pot of spicy beef noodles with her roommate a few days ago, and nodded heavily without guilt: "Yes!"

(End of this chapter)