cpa300_4(); The next day, Han Jiaren woke up Jung Sung-hyun early in the morning and urged him to wash up and dress up and drive to Dankook University

The media in Seoul were more active than the students and were already waiting on campus. Han Jiaren's elaborate costume for Jung Sung-hyun murdered a lot of films, the sound of the shutter of 'click-click' spread far and wide, and the reporters' gossiping questions were intertwined so that it was impossible to hear what they were asking.

Zheng Chengxian hurriedly walked into the lounge in the auditorium without answering any questions, and Han Jiaren blocked all the reporters outside, responding to the questions with a smile.

"What did you tell them, Nuna?" Jung Sung-hyun asked as he sat stiffly on the sofa.

This outfit made him feel restrained and uncomfortable, but he was about to play and couldn't untie it for a while.

"It's nothing, it's just some clichés to deal with" Han Jiaren sat down beside him and gently brushed the dust on Zheng Chengxian's shoulders a few times.

Zheng Chengxian asked casually: "Did you take the opportunity to talk about "The Lord of the Rings"?" ”

"Yes~~ Can I not take the opportunity to promote your movie?" Han Jiaren replied funny, reached out and grabbed Zheng Chengxian's hand and put it in the palm of his hand: "It's not the time for you to think about this, let's think about how to deal with it for a while!" I see that there are many media reporters, and your speech is tantamount to facing people who care about you in South Korea and even the world! ”

This intimate action was calm and calm without a trace of charm, Zheng Chengxian glanced at it and did not speak, let her grasp it.

"Don't stress me out! I'm nervous enough," he said with a wry smile as he leaned back.

"Sit up, there will be wrinkles!" Han Jiaren said sternly.

Zheng Chengxian's back bounced up like a spring, "Don't you want to be so nervous?" ”

"This is your big day, you must pay attention to your image~ You don't know our Korean attitude towards intellectuals, if you can get their favor, things will be less twists and turns, maybe there will be big people in the future!" Han Jiaren obviously thought far-reaching.

After getting along and pondering for so long, she has also come out, Zheng Sung-hyun doesn't seem to have any sense of belonging to South Korea, so he hasn't cared much about the red tape in South Korea, Jung Sung-hyun can ignore it, but as an assistant and self-proclaimed 'Nouna', she can't ignore it.

Zheng Chengxian nodded and didn't speak, seeing him like this, Han Jiaren said softly: "I won't bother you, you calm down!" After speaking, he sat aside and picked up the school magazine on the table to pass the time.

The time is approaching. After class, students rushed to the Confucian Hall in groups of three or five, and more and more people walked into the gate of Dankook University.

"Dafa ~ Ernie, there are so many people, are they all going to see Chengxian Oba?"

Six girls in sneaky shapes slowly walked into the schoolyard. They all wore baseball caps and big toad glasses on their faces, and tiptoed down the boulevard of the campus. The words were asked by one of the tall, bumpy girls.

"I don't know, maybe?" The shortest of the six replied uncertainly.

"Where is the Confucian Hall?" A girl of the same tall figure looked around restlessly, and every now and then she made a few taps and looked excited.

The girl with a beautiful mole on her nose grabbed her: "Zhiyan, you settle down, don't keep jumping around." You're not a kangaroo."

"Let's find someone to ask!"

This mention was recognized by everyone, and several girls rushed up to an oncoming boy, and the boy was stunned for a moment when he saw a few girls who were obviously big beauties walking towards him, and he was shocked to guess whether his peach blossom luck had come......

There are also several strangely dressed people in the crowd, such as two men, one burly as a bear and the other as thin as a monkey, and a sexy woman in shorts, shirt and headphones. These people are hiding their appearance with their eyes and hats.

Korean students who have long been accustomed to this kind of dress can see at a glance that these are celebrities, and they do not come forward to find out out of respect, after all, celebrities can often be seen, and those great writers and scholars are not common. For example, the keynote speaker this time.

The protagonist of this speech is in the lounge with the school leaders to have a polite chat.

"It's really troublesome this time! We know you're busy, so we don't want to bother us unless we have to," the school is in charge of receiving Park Myung-jae, a teacher who used to teach Jung Sung-hyun.

This is an old man with gray hair who is more than half a hundred years old.

"Teacher Park, you are so polite, no matter what, I am your student!" The courtesy smile and modesty on Jung-hyun's face are just right.

"I really feel lucky to be your teacher, at that time I thought you were extraordinary and would become a great tool in the future, but I didn't expect to underestimate it in the end" Park Myung-jae smiled with a relieved look.

Zheng Chengxian didn't dare to show the slightest bit on his face, and hurriedly expressed his modesty and said that he didn't dare.

"Mr. Park, what is necessary if you just said that it is not necessary?" Han Jiaren asked on the side.

Park Myung-jae turned his head to look at Han Jiaren, and there was a moment of surprise in his eyes:

"Han Jiaren Xi is like this, it's almost the admissions season. This time of year is the time for various universities to compete, fight for quantity, quality, etc., in short, I will not let go of the same that can be compared! At this time, colleges and universities will publicize their image with great fanfare to attract students, although we Dankook University is also a first-class university. But the public is more interested in famous schools such as Seoul National University and Busan National University," he said, turning his head and saying, "With the help of Sung Hyun this year, I believe that we will be able to achieve better results than in previous years."

As soon as Zheng Chengxian said this, he also understood that it was a drama of grabbing the source of life in his previous life, which seems to be the same in any country.

"Where, Mr. Park, you have won the award, I am also a member of Danguo University, I should do my part!" After understanding the reason, Zheng Chengxian hurriedly expressed his cooperation. I was a little more settled in my heart, and under such a premise, Dankook University must also hope that this lecture will be beautiful.

Seeing that Zheng Chengxian understood the meaning of the school, Park Myung-jae nodded with satisfaction, and turned his head to look at Han Jiaren: "Miss Beauty herself is much more beautiful than on TV, I'm your fan!" ”

"Thank you, Mr. Park!" Han Jiaren smiled and chwed, really full of manners.

"I heard that Miss Jiaren has been in New Zealand recently, and it is really hard to find time to come back from her busy schedule!" Park Myung-jae then asked, apparently more interested in Han Ga-in.

Han Jiaren frowned secretly in her heart, and Park Myung-jae's appearance was displeased. He left the red flower of the protagonist alone, but kept pulling his green leaves, I'm afraid it's not that simple.

"This is as it should be, after all, I am Chengxian's assistant and I have always treated him as a younger brother, giving a speech in such a sacred and solemn place, I, who is a nuna, should come to help!" Han Jiaren quietly brought the topic back to the speech, and secretly reminded Park Myung-jae of what kind of place this is.

Park Myung-jae's old face turned red and coughed dryly: "Yes, yes, this speech is really important, the Confucian Hall is generally not open to the public, and the venue is also set up here to reflect the sincerity of the school!" ”

Then he confessed and hurried out. Said to go out and see if it was ready, but more like an escape.

"Nuna?" Zheng Chengxian also felt that something was wrong with this old guy, and looked at Han Jiaren suspiciously.

"It's okay~ There are too many people like this!" Han Jiaren bent down and took a sip of coffee on the table, and replied calmly.

This simple action made Zheng Chengxian like a lightning strike, and the whole person was stunned.

Han Jiaren is sitting in a small step, this posture can make women look more ladylike, and she herself is very royal sister style, no wonder Park Myung-jae that old guy is dumbfounded.

Just now, Han Jiaren's posture remained unchanged and directly bent down to serve the coffee on the sitting, showing the softness of her waist, and at the same time, because of leaning forward, the snow-white under her slip dress flashed.

Zheng Chengxian saw the picture at that moment and froze as if someone had clicked on the acupoint.

"Nuna, you're so pretty!" Jung Sung-hyun blurted out.

After saying it, I regretted it, this is too ambiguous and should not be said.

Han Jiaren glanced at him with disgust: "What are you talking nonsense, it's itchy again, right?" ”

At this moment, Park Myung-jae walked in quickly: "Sung Hyun, everyone outside has arrived!" ”

His appearance resolved Zheng Chengxian's embarrassment in time, suppressed the apprehension in his heart, stood up and took a deep breath: "Then let's start!" With that, he walked out the door.

At this point, he has to catch the duck on the shelf, but he is the duck that was driven. (To be continued.) )