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

Chapter 971 The right of final interpretation belongs to me (3)

Han Yan'an began to regret it, this is not playing a game, it is clear that Luo Congcong seized the opportunity to torture him!He rubbed his temples again, feeling that he couldn't sit still.

He thought about it carefully while rubbing his temples, and said, "There will be a graduation party today, and the hot pot restaurant you like may not be in line. Are you sure you want to continue playing?"

"Huh?" Luo Congcong hurriedly checked the time on his phone, it was already twelve o'clock, and he definitely couldn't be in the queue.She slapped her forehead with regret, "I played too much..."

Han Yan'an smiled with satisfaction: "Then let's go there quickly, maybe we can..."

"No need!" A certain girl waved her hand, "Isn't it just a hot pot meal! It's not too late to eat tonight! Then ask Susu and the others to eat together! Come on, let's continue!"

Han Yan'an just took a step, his right foot froze on the steps, and he didn't react for a long time.

"What are you doing, hurry up!"

He retracted his feet without love, and could only stretch out his right hand: "Mmm..."

Probably because the rules were changed today, the goddess of luck sometimes stood beside Han Yan'an, and sometimes ran over Luo Congcong's head, which made her win again.

Luo Cong stared at his scissors and Han Yan'an's steps dumbfounded, wishing he could cut his tongue off!What a cheap mouth, what time is calling!This time, she actually won!
"Eh..." Facing Han Yan'an's interesting eyes, Luo Cong suddenly saw a few people walking not far away from the corner of his vision, and she immediately shook her head and said, "Someone is here, it's inconvenient to be called by the times! How about it, I Let me tell you a joke! It is said that a long time ago, there was a fencer who knew how to study when he was not doing his job all day long... and then he became a fool... and became a well-known idiot brother in the community..."

Han Yan'an let out a "hey" and wanted to stop her, but those people were indeed walking this way, and they looked over intentionally or unintentionally. He sighed, listened to Luo Congcong make up the story in a mess, and said: "Congcong , you must not open a store in the future, or when you hold any event, your customers will definitely be driven crazy by your final right of interpretation."

"Of course, the right to explain is in hand, I have it in the world!"

Played again, this time Han Yan'an won, the distance between the two was not five steps away.Luo Congcong treacherously asked Han Yan'an to sing "Little Swallow" once, and then proudly held up his mobile phone and said to him: "Don't provoke me in the future, or I will announce your masterpiece to the public at any time!"

Han Yan'an nodded obediently, and looked down at the steps between the two: "Let's end early, I'm hungry."

"Are you hungry? Then let's go..."

"Hey, don't be in such a hurry, we are so close anyway, why not decide the outcome in the last game." Han Yan'an pointed to the steps under his feet.

"But you're hungry..." Luo Congcong saw that he was really not in a hurry to eat, so he shrugged, "Well, I'll listen to you."

"The right to explain belongs to me?"

Luo Congcong thought about it seriously, and finally nodded with great reluctance: "Okay, for the sake of being responsive to my request just now, I will give it to you once."

Han Yan'an lowered his head and pursed his lips to keep himself from laughing, then he raised his head and said solemnly: "In the last game, whoever wins will go directly to the opponent's side, and the person who loses in the end can decide whether you can eat or not today." hot."

"make a deal!"

The two hit it off immediately, Luo Congcong eagerly told the goddess of luck not to take care of her suddenly, and Han Yan'an swallowed nervously, stretching his muscles and bones.

"Come, rock, scissors, paper!"

(End of this chapter)