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

Chapter 91 It turns out that you are not a star and a half handsome (2)

After changing seats in a mess, Luo Congcong saw several girls staring at Han Yan'an with bare faces, and smacked his lips helplessly.

As soon as she finished smacking her lips, she heard Wen Xin smacking her lips beside her, and she asked doubtfully, "Sister, what's wrong?"

Wen Xin pointed to Han Yan'an: "This is the first time I've seen a senior like this. Don't think he is our former minister, but he is very low-key. He left the club when I was a freshman last year, and was only occasionally The minister came to help. However, I heard from Chu Yang privately that senior Yan An rarely showed up in front of so many classmates, and even for important meetings such as Naxin, he just wore a baseball cap to cover his face as much as possible."

"Why?"

"Isn't it because of his low-key face? And he is indeed not an ordinary person." With a warm and sly smile, "Senior Yan An belongs to the kind of unusual person who doesn't want to attract attention in front of others no matter how good he is people. To put it bluntly, if you don’t keep a low profile, you will die.”

Luo Cong was confused: "Really?" The Han Yan'an she met didn't seem like a low-key person!
But when I think about it, except in class, he is really not high-profile. He also wears a hat when Baituan accepts new students. So it is to cover his face?

Did he know that he would attract others, so he didn't want to cause a commotion?
Luo Cong looked at Han Yan'an, who was looking at the flow chart on the podium.Perhaps sensing her gaze, Han Yan'an slightly turned his head to look at her.

Although the expression was still indifferent, Luo Congcong couldn't help grinning, and gave him a thumbs up with bright eyes.One was not enough, and another was added.

Seeing her like this, Wenxin burst out laughing immediately.

Han Yan'an was very calm, he turned his eyes back and picked up the flow sheet to look at.

I don't know if it was Luo Congcong's illusion, but at a certain moment, she seemed to see Han Yan'an's lips pursed, and a strange arc appeared at the corner of his mouth.

Is he laughing?Is that what a smile looks like?

She tilted her head in doubt, seeing Han Yan'an put down her watch, and looked indifferent again after raising her head.He looked at the people in the classroom and spoke lightly.

"Association Consent..."

It's a pity that before he finished speaking, the door of the classroom was suddenly pushed open, and the boy who ran out before came in panting, holding a stack of A4 papers in his hand and waving at Han Yan'an.

Han Yan'an didn't speak, just stretched out his hand, motioning for him to give it to him.

The boy immediately walked over to him, Han Yan'an glanced quickly and nodded, and suddenly called out: "Luo Congcong."

"Here!" Luo Congcong subconsciously yelled, and after yelling, he remembered that it was not roll call in class, so he quickly put his hat on the table and stood up.

Han Yan'an stretched out a stack of paper to her: "Send it."

"Ah... good!" She nodded, Wen Xin got up and gave way to her, she walked over to take them, and began to distribute them according to the seats.With her previous experience in the literature history class, she was able to distribute the materials very quickly now, and all of them were distributed in a short while, and she kept two and walked back.

"The various colleges have notified the club's consent form. What everyone gets is the consent form of the club they belong to. After the meeting is over, fill out the content on the form, and then take it to the office of the club federation of the respective college for stamping. And submit the consent form to the club activity room within this week. In addition..." Han Yan'an paused slightly, "Volunteer groups and public welfare groups are different from other clubs, and the number of people is limited. Before the end of the semester, one-third will be laid off, which means that at the end of this school year, of the thirty freshmen of yours, there will only be ten left, and at most ten."

Luo Cong gasped in surprise, and the others also began to be confused.

"There are also layoffs?"

　People in the graduating class can't afford to be hurt, can't afford to be hurt...kneeling to do PPT... Happy Wednesday everyone...

　　
　
(End of this chapter)