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

Chapter 775 No, you have to hang a sign that you have a famous flower (4)

Saying goodbye to the interviewer and walking out, Luo Cong converted into Rabbit mode the moment he stepped into the lobby, and ran towards the elevator in no time.Fortunately, two hundred people had already left during this time, so she ran into the elevator unimpeded all the way, and quickly pressed the button for the third floor.

She had to see if Han Yan'an was emitting youth hormones again. Every time this guy wore a black suit and white shirt, he was like a walking statue of David, especially dangerous!
After getting out of the elevator, walking a few steps and turning a corner, Luo Cong could see from a glance that a seat was full of reporters, there were many cameras standing behind it, and behind the desk directly in front, Sister Chen was making a statement into the microphone.Han Yan'an was sitting next to her, in the middle. While Sister Chen was speaking, he kept his head down and was looking at the documents in his hand.

Sure enough, this guy undid the first button!And the collarbone was exposed!

Let's look at the camera below. Although Sister Chen is speaking, most of the shots are directed at Han Yan'an.As for the reporters who sat down, it was obvious that they were all infatuated with Han Yan'an!

If other people's boyfriends are very powerful, they will be very proud. Why do they become unhappy when they come to her?
Luo Cong walked over bent over, found an empty seat in the last row and sat down, lowered his head to let the people in front block him, and then quietly looked at Han Yan'an.

A few reporters on the left were chatting, Luo Congcong's ears turned to the left unconsciously, and he heard one of the men say disdainfully: "Your male gods are out of order, why are you so crazy? "

"What's wrong with being an idiot? I don't have to pay taxes for an idiot. Who stipulates that I can't be an idiot?" The female reporter gave him a dissatisfied look. , everyone has a chance."

"If his girlfriend heard what you said, he would be so mad."

"She just gets angry, what does it have to do with me? And have you forgotten what I used to do?" The female reporter raised her chin proudly, "I was born as an architect, and I do a lot of work like prying corners Dry!"

Why does this sound so wrong...

Luo Congcong lay on the table speechlessly, clutching his forehead, and said inwardly, "Is my sense of existence so low..."

After Sister Chen finished speaking, the host said a few words, and the microphone was transferred to Han Yan'an.He took it with his right hand, his eyes still fixed on the document: "Let me just say a few words."

There was clapping applause immediately below, and the female reporter on the left was taking photos so hard that Luo Cong looked over from the corner of his eye and wondered if her palms were already red and swollen.

Han Yan'an said that he only said a few words, and he really said a few words.After adding the first sentence, after only five sentences before and after, he put down the microphone and turned over a page of the document without taking his eyes off the document.

"It's so cool. No one can control this feeling of being the only one in the world except Han Yan'an!" The female reporter looked at Han Yan'an obsessively, her eyes almost bursting with hearts.

The male reporter still snorted disdainfully: "A nympho is a nympho, I guess you have to praise him for being handsome when he yawns, hey, why don't you say that he is also handsome when he sneezes?"

"He's handsome no matter what he does! If you're jealous, just say so, don't slander our Han Yan'an!"

You are wrong, when Han Yan'an sneezes, he is really not that handsome!
Luo Congcong shook his head helplessly, watching Han Yan'an flipping through the documents indifferently, during which Sister Chen tilted her head to talk to him, and he didn't bother to open his mouth.

Jiaxing, who had been sitting behind Sister Chen taking notes, suddenly saw her, greeted her with a smile, then poked Han Yan'an with a pen, and pointed in the direction of Luo Congcong.

But the moment Han Yan'an looked over, Luo Congcong disappeared like a turtle returning to its shell, with a "swish" of his head.

(End of this chapter)