Chapter 167: Don't make trouble, it's a little itchy
Chapter 167 Don't make trouble, it's a little itchy
"I didn't expect you to be Mr. Qiao, and I didn't expect that Mr. Qiao would be my student. Wait a minute, I'll come right away."
The head teacher said excitedly, turned around and walked out.
Yun Nan and Qin Yao also sat down.
He Chengwen naturally returned to his position. He glanced back at Yun Nan, and in less than two months, it was revealed that Mr. Ouyang's close disciple, the famous writer Mr. Qiao, was not easy.
After a while, dozens of teachers came in, each with a book or two in their hands.
"Student Yun Nan, can you sign for me?"
The head teacher held two books and put them in front of Yun Nan. Behind her, everyone heard her say that Mr. Qiao was at school, and they all followed to sign.
The main reason is that the books published by Mr. Qiao have never been signed, nor have they held a book signing.
is generally very popular, and there will definitely be signing events or autographed books.
Yun Nan looked at the stack of books in front of her, and then glanced at dozens of pairs of expectant eyes in front of her. She had never dealt with fans' problems, and even the account was her assistant, Ling You, who managed it.
She picked up a ballpoint pen, spread out a book, and wrote Mr. Qiao's art sign.
Qin Yao put one hand on his forehead and looked sideways at Yun Nan's signature. From his angle, he could clearly see her artistic signature. It was simple and not fancy. The main thing was that she wrote beautifully.
I thought, when I go back, he will also want Nannan to sign him, and a signed book has a soul.
A dozen books were signed soon, and the teachers walked out of the classroom with the books contentedly.
Yun Nan put the pen cap on and looked sideways at Qin Yao. His delicate eyebrows were slightly curved. From the moment he sat down, he kept staring at himself.
During class, Yun Nan slept for a while with his arms on his back.
Qin Yao, who usually sleeps, didn't feel sleepy at all. He put one hand on his chin and looked sideways at the girl who was already asleep. She was sleeping well.
He looked at the beautiful hand on the desk, stretched out his slender fingers to hold her slender fingers in the palm of his hand, and saw Yun Nan open his eyes, and in the black and white eyes, a reflection Qing Jun's noble face, and then slowly closed again.
Qin Yao thought she was going to say that if she took advantage of me again, I would beat you up, but then she glanced at it and closed her eyes?
Seeing that she didn't respond much, he became more courageous. It should be said that he was never less courageous.
The fingers pinched her palm, maybe the teacher was too bored in class, and he drew a circle on her palm again.
He kept looking at the girl's delicate face, watching her delicate eyebrows wrinkle, and the corners of her mouth couldn't help but bend into a beautiful arc.
The palm of his hand was originally sensitive, but when he pinched and circled it, Yun Nan felt that the palm of his hand was numb and itchy.
"Don't draw circles, it's a little itchy." The girl's voice was cold and a little tired.
Qin Yao didn't draw any more circles. Seeing the girl didn't even bother to open his eyes, he smiled and put himself in her ear and said, "I'll write, you guessed it, I'll make you sweet and sour pork ribs tonight."
Yun Nan said, "Okay."
In order to make guessing the words easier, Qin Yao moved to her side, then rested his sharpened chin in one hand, and wrote in her palm while looking at her from a close distance.
He first wrote a word, "What word?"
Yun Nan: "Me."
"Right, keep guessing." Qin Yao wrote another word in his hand.
Yun Nan: "Happy."
Qin Yao: "I guessed it right again."
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(end of this chapter)