At the same time, Yuan Qian was hurriedly walking to a certain office. Regarding Han Shuang's coming to Songyang to teach, he is also today!

When he learned that a foreign teacher had come to the department, or he was personally invited by Director Meng, he had a faint feeling of bad premonition in his heart.

After calling the teacher in person, he heard the name that made him lose his mind! Oh my! How much debt did I owe to Han Shuang in my last life?

It's okay to abuse me so many times in Midtown, I've gone back to my hometown, and he can't chase after me! He really wanted to question the teacher, why did he invite Han Shuang over!

！！ But he didn't dare. After two classes with a lot of bumps, he finally made a decision: take a leave of absence!

Han Shuang's demon is too clear to him, it's 360 degrees without dead ends! Even if it's Qu Dad, he's also proficient in painting, so forget it, the piano is so good!

If he hadn't come, he would have been the myth of Songyang forever, but as soon as he came, he became a joke!

He knew very well that the he bragged in front of his classmates, compared with Han Shuang's absolute strength, would break in minutes!

Thirty-six plans are the best plan, he can't stay in this broken school anymore! Otherwise, if you see Han Shuang once, you will have to die once!

Pushing open an office, Yuan Qian said to a slightly obese middle-aged man: "Eighth uncle, I want to ask for leave!" The middle-aged man in front of him is also surnamed Yuan, and he is another side branch of the Yuan family, and he has a certain blood relationship with Yuan Qian.

He is currently the deputy director of the painting department in Songyang. After listening to his nephew's request, Deputy Director Yuan was stunned for a moment, and then said with a smile: "Yuan Qian, why did you remember to ask for leave?" ”

"I ...... I'm not very well. In order to show that he didn't look like he was lying, Yuan Qian suddenly showed a trace of pain on his face.

"Huh." Deputy Director Yuan smiled meaningfully,

"How many days are you going to please?"

"I don't know, I'll come to class when I'm well." patted Yuan Gan's shoulder, and Deputy Director Yuan sighed and said, "Child, you're late." Yuan Qian was stunned,

"What do you mean?"

"Two hours ago, your teacher called in person and said that if you want to ask for leave, no matter what the reason, it will not be approved!" Yuan Qian's eyes widened suddenly, and he said angrily: "Elder Meng Yi...... Teacher, why is this like this? I've said I'm not feeling well! ”

"Haha! Okay kid, go find him if there's any problem! Although I don't know the reason in the middle, he is so good to you, and he will definitely not harm you. After speaking, he 'invited' his nephew out.

Walking out of the office, Yuan Qian's face was decadent. The sun outside was obviously so bright, but his eyes were gray.

After Han Shuang's awesome news comes out, he will definitely compare him with himself. But what do you compare yourself to him!

At this time, his mobile phone rang, and it was his mentor Meng Yi calling.

"Yuan Qian, I know what you think, let me tell you, when you can calmly face setbacks and blows, it is the time to improve your painting skills in great strides! Don't try to escape! Otherwise, I don't recognize you as an apprentice! Also, sew me your mouth with a needle! You can't mention anything about Han Shuang to anyone! He came here to escape the harassment of Midtown, and if he encounters similar distress again, causing him to leave Songyang early, you are a sinner in Songyang! I'll give you endless too! ”

"I got it, teacher." As soon as the phone hung up, Yuan Qian saw a group of people walking towards him. There was inexplicable excitement on their faces.

"Yuan Qian, didn't you say that you fought all over the world in Songyang? We just have a teacher in our school, who is younger than you! Walk! Challenge him to go! ”

"Senior brother, he dared to come to Songyang to spread wilderness even if he was a foreigner, and he didn't take you seriously! Can you bear this breath? ”

"Let this Han Shuang see and see, what, is the first day of Songyang!"

"Brother Yuan, him!" Yuan Qian clutched his chest in pain. This time it's really not pretending, his heart really hurts!

...... For the plate of delicious pork belly in Meng Yi's mouth called flower chicken, Han Shuang waited in his office for an hour and a half.

After school, sitting in Meng Yi's car, the two went to the hotel. The hotel is not very atmospheric, and the environment is not very quiet, but it is very popular.

didn't find any closed boxes, so Meng Yi and Han Shuang found a table at random. Ordinary people have this kind of benefit, and they don't have to worry about being disturbed at all.

The two chatted and waited. It took more than half an hour for the dish to be served. can make Han Shuang greedy.

Han Shuang has eaten a lot of similar dishes, but the taste of this one is indeed unique. The soup in particular is extremely delicious!

Seeing that Han Shuang had a good appetite, Meng Yi almost didn't eat a few bites, and a large pot was eaten by Han Shuang. Looking at Han Shuang, who was so forgetful of enjoying the food, Meng Yi suddenly felt that he was very interesting.

obviously has an extraordinary talent, and is worth hundreds of millions, but his pursuit is so simple!

The celebrity halo that others dream of, he avoids. Others regarded his works as treasures, but he did not have such an awareness, and he only exchanged his paintings for one meal.

He doesn't know how many delicacies he has eaten, and he doesn't know how many luxurious high-end restaurants he has been to, but he also likes such a small restaurant.

Meng Yi didn't know what his personality was, but he was definitely a pure person. Maybe only such a person can not be corrupted by the so-called halo of fame!

...... After eating, Meng Yi was going to the state for a meeting in the afternoon, so he went back to school. Han Shuang wandered around the street with nothing to do.

Every shop on the street was a little unfamiliar, but to him, a traveler, it seemed that everywhere was unfamiliar.

Coming to a mall, he walked in. After buying a lot of ingredients and some daily necessities, when he returned home, he sorted the ingredients into the refrigerator and then began to tidy up the house.

He has this habit, in his previous life, he moved five times, but every time he moved into a new home, he would carefully clean it.

Cousin Yang Meng is not a sloppy person, but her busy work makes her unable to care about whether the house is comfortable or not.

Perhaps for her, this is a place to stay. But for Han Shuang, a person who pays attention to the sense of ritual in life, the meaning is different.

He couldn't see last night's chopsticks in the sink, cosmetics on the dining table, and a pile of delivery boxes piled up on the floor.

So, he wanted to use this afternoon to make these more pleasing to the eye. He first gathered some useless garbage together and threw it out the door.

Then, depending on the size of the house and the existing home, start the layout. I even went to the mall and bought a shoe cabinet, an assembly hanger, and an assembly storage cabinet.

I have to say, my cousin's clothes are really much. But it's really messy. Fortunately, the living room is not big, and there are not many things, so it didn't take much to clean up.

Then tidy up the room. Han Shuang didn't think much about it, and walked straight into his cousin's room. Her room was a little bigger than her own, but only a little bigger.

There was a bed, a dresser, a wardrobe, and nothing else. Of course, if you put it again, you can't put it down, because the area is so big.

My cousin's room was also very messy, especially the clothes, which were thrown everywhere. A few pairs of stockings and socks lay haphazardly on the floor, and the bedding on the bed was a mess, with two pieces of underwear standing out.

If you were someone else, you must have been ashamed to trespass into a girl's room. And Han Shuang's thoughts have always been different from others, he has always believed that as long as he is open-minded, he can go anywhere.

Besides, I'm also good for my cousin! Just as he was tidying up to the bedside, he suddenly saw a stack of papers on the bedside table.

The writing format on it was familiar to him, as it was often given to him by the state of Menghe. This is a copy of the music order profile.

Intrigued, he flipped through it.