When it came to his teacher, Tong Chaoyan's eyes were full of gratitude, and he put down the dishes and chopsticks and recalled: "The teacher is a god-like figure. In the winter of my sophomore year, Xiaoqing came to Dalian to play with me. The train was late. I didn't pick her up until midnight. Halfway through the encounter, I met the robber. They don't rob money, they rob sex. It is really called heaven and not earth. So I took Xiaoqing behind me and began to take off my clothes one by one, fortunately it was winter and there were many clothes. Just as he was about to take off his autumn clothes and pants, his teacher happened to pass by. So he took action to clean them up. It's a pity that the teacher left too early. Drink plain water, finish the statement lightly, and then eat.

Zhang Molan's fingers tapped back and forth on the table, her face gloomy.

Jiang Zhilan clenched his fists and gritted his teeth hard, he wanted to hug Tong Chaoyan more at the moment and tell her that with him, such a terrible thing would never happen again in the future.

Tong Chaoyan ate and ate, feeling that the atmosphere was quiet, and looked up at the pair of masters and apprentices with bitter faces.

Jiang Zhilan reacted very quickly: "Tong Chaoyan, look at you, you have a lot of ideas, you have literary talents, cooking, clothing design, and haircuts." Is there anything you wouldn't?" the hippie smiled in an attempt to alleviate the strange atmosphere.

After hearing this, Zhang Molan also looked at Tong Chaoyan with a curious expression. Yes, what else does Tong Chaoyan not know?

Tong Chaoyan raised his head and looked at the headlights on the ceiling, as if looking up at the starry sky: "Hmm... Won't fall in love. Love is troublesome. It affects the widow too much. Because my journey is the sea of stars. My slogan is 'Little money, it's sweet.' After saying it with a heroic face, he smirked twice.

This answer made the master and apprentice feel a little irregular heartbeat, and daring to like Tong Chaoyan is simply a thing that I can't start!

After eating, Tong Chaoyan did not plan to go back to the room, but walked out.

"Tong Chaoyan, where are you going?" Don't be sleepy. Jiang Zhilan followed closely.

Zhang Molan didn't speak, but she didn't leave an inch.

Tong Chaoyan turned to look at the master and apprentice, and waved his hand: "You guys hurry back to the room to rest." I went to the yo-yo bend, digested and digested, and saved my stomach from being uncomfortable. ”

"I'll accompany you!" the master and apprentice said in unison, affectionate and unrefusal.

What kind of scene is this! Tong Chaoyan's face twitched stiffly, and he was speechless.

Otherwise, ginger is still old and spicy. Zhang Molan looked at the apprentice who was as resolute as herself, and took up the identity of the teacher: "Zhilan." It's going to be turned on tomorrow, so go back and get some rest. Keep it up. This is a resource that Chaoyan has worked hard to get you. Be sure to leave a good impression on Director Zhou. After speaking, he patted Jiang Zhilan's shoulder with concern. His eyes were full of triumphant pride.

As soon as these words came out, Jiang Zhilan's face turned green.

"yes. Jiang Zhilan, hurry back to sleep. Keep it in good shape!" Tong Chaoyan, the unintentional divine mending knife, happened to be inserted in Jiang Zhilan's heart.

Before she left the door of the hotel, Zhang Molan dragged the hat on Tong Chaoyan's hooded sweatshirt to her head: "This is located in the northwest, and it is winter. It was a pure northwesterly wind. You haven't had a fever yet, so be careful. ”

Tong Chaoyan nodded, did not speak, she looked at the gentlemanly, benevolent, steady, and intelligent male god in the impression in front of her, she always felt weird, but she couldn't say what was strange.

The two walked side by side.

"Chaoyan. Then...... It is...... When you were protecting Yu Qing, didn't you think about yourself? Zhang Molan said a lot of words, he knew that this was a very bad memory for Tong Chaoyan, but he wanted to know Tong Chaoyan's piles and piles too much.

"Oh. Tong Chaoyan sighed lightly, and did not stop: "Zhang Dong doesn't have to feel inconvenient to ask." Xiaoqing's parents are old and have daughters. There are relatives at home who are petted, and there are boys who like her at school. She's so simple and beautiful. It deserves to have a happy and fulfilling life. I don't care, it doesn't matter. "Gently shallow, as if he is stating something that has nothing to do with him.

Zhang Molan didn't have any expression: "What were you like before I met your teacher?" or continued to follow Tong Chaoyan side by side, and asked so indifferently.

Tong Chaoyan laughed crisply twice, a little embarrassed: "Say it, you may not believe it." It's an incompetent stupid white sweet who can only code words. "It's really ridiculous to think back to my old self.

Zhang Molan felt a little cold on her face, facing the street lamp, and looked up to see that there was a light rain in the sky. Tong Chaoyan was wearing a hat, so he didn't feel it. Zhang Molan took off her coat without thinking about it and draped it on the top of Tong Chaoyan's head, so that she was protected from head to body: "It's raining, don't get drenched." ”

The two hurried back.

"Zhang Dong." You're going to get sick like that. Tong Chaoyan said that he was going to take off Zhang Molan's coat.

Zhang Molan didn't hug Tong Chaoyan like the domineering president uncle and told her to stay honest. just pressed the coat draped on Tong Chaoyan's head very hard with one hand and smiled: "I haven't acted for many years, accompany me to have a trick addiction." Taking advantage of the rain, let's play Shanghai Beach. Do you remember the section where Xu Wenqiang held an umbrella for Feng Chengcheng. We don't have umbrellas, but we do have coats!"

Tong Chaoyan, who is a die-hard fan, agreed without thinking about it, and was amused to giggle: "Okay." It's an honor to play with a male god! Feng Chengcheng is a first-class celebrity in Shanghai. I'm just a three-nos product that doesn't even have a label. I'm afraid I won't be able to catch your play!" and joked.

Zhang Molan looked at Tong Chaoyan at this time, isn't this just an incompetent stupid Bai Tian who can only code words, when has it changed! He finally understood why Yu Qing had such an overreaction when he noticed an ambiguous change in his feelings for Tong Chaoyan. Who doesn't want to protect such a person!

I saw Tong Chaoyan stunned for a moment, and put away his smile: "However, the relationship between the two of them is very embarrassing." He frowned slightly, sighed, and felt a little sad.

Zhang Molan pressed the hand on Tong Chaoyan's head and gently rubbed it a few times: "However, you are not Feng Chengcheng, and I am not Xu Wenqiang." Or let's change the scene. How about "The Legend of the White Snake". As he spoke, he hummed "Crossing Love" and continued to tease Tong Chaoyan.

There was another crisp and hearty laugh: "It's so naïve!" Tong Chaoyan complained with a smile.

Zhang Molan laughed softly: "People, only in front of people who like it will be naïve." Staring at Tong Chaoyan.

Even though Tong Chaoyan is an elm pimple in terms of emotion, but Shuangshang is high, such an obvious voiceover can still be heard. What's more, Zhang Molan looked at his gaze at this time, just as he stared at his deceased wife Mu Cai at the wedding. Tong Chaoyan immediately stopped, petrified in the dripping, hazy drizzle.

Zhang Molan looked at Tong Chaoyan, whose eyes twinkled like stars and was a little at a loss. Still smiling slightly, he snapped his fingers: "Hey, little fan, hurry up and play!"

Tong Chaoyan blinked vigorously, gasped, clapped his hands and smirked: "I'll just say! male god, your acting skills are really not covered!"

Zhang Molan smiled meaningfully and nodded: "It's time to the hotel, let's go and rest." Let's go back to Beijing tomorrow. ”