"Lin Han, I heard my classmates say that you wrote "Ghost Extinguishing the Lamp"?"

Han Shuai naturally put one hand on Lin Han's shoulder, and his tone was gentle.

"Yes. Talking nonsense and playing. ”

Lin Han honestly admits that he secretly wonders, could it be that Han Ban is also a fan?

"Yes, the young man has a future," Han Shuai applauded, "At such a young age, it is amazing to have such a sufficient knowledge reserve." ”

Lin Han laughed dryly, "Han Ban, don't bury me, I'm making it up." ”

Han Shuai raised his eyebrows, "A popular work shows that this is a mature and valuable work." Those students majoring in choreography and directing are theoretical learning, and you are self-taught, which is talent. You must know that Edison once said that success is one percent talent, plus a little luck. ”

Lin Han couldn't cry or laugh, if you always have something, just say, "Han Ban, do you have something to do with me?" ”

Han Shuai touched his shiny bald head and squeezed out a smile on his face, "That's right, your master and wife work in a TV station, and she also read your masterpieces, often praising you, and saying that she wants to interview you." I said I slipped my mouth last time to let her know that you were my student, and she had to want to see you......"

Lin Han was surprised, and he smiled: "It's my honor to meet my wife, but I only have three taels of ink in my stomach, and I can't be blamed for being pierced." ”

Han Shuai laughed, very satisfied with Lin Han's attitude, and the son can be taught.

"That's not a problem, I'll invite you, and my mission will be done."

"When are you going?" Lin Han asked.

"I don't think I have time today, how about tomorrow night?"

"Okay, I'll contact Hanban tomorrow night."

Han Shuai was satisfied, and gently patted Lin Han's shoulder, "Xiaolin, I heard that your schoolwork is not satisfactory, and the final assessment is about to be, so you have to hurry." ”

"Han Ban, rest assured, I will work hard to do well in the exam."

Han Shuai bowed, "Don't put too much pressure, just calm down." ”

Seeing Lin Han leave, Han Shuai hurriedly took out his mobile phone and dialed a number.

"Hey, wife, Lin Han I've already invited me, I'll go to dinner at home tomorrow night, and you can talk to our father." Hey, good. Whew—"

Lin Han went out from school, went directly to the overpass, and called Zhao Liying.

"Hey, Raider? You immediately send someone to get some packaging back, and then pack the drinks. Tomorrow by four o'clock in the afternoon, yes, a box of six bottles will do, I need to use it. ”

When I got home, half an hour had passed.

Lin Han put down his things and went to knock on the door opposite.

An Feng opened the door and handed him a pair of cotton slippers: "Are you busy today?" ”

Lin Han shook his head, bent down to change his shoes, and explained: "The head teacher called me to eat tomorrow night, which delayed me for a while. ”

An Feng turned his body sideways, let him in, and after Lin Han sat down, he personally poured a glass of water for him.

Lin Han took it and took a sip gently.

The heat flowed into the body, and the warmth suddenly passed through the limbs, and it was very comfortable.

"Did you buy groceries?"

An Feng sat on the side, his arms propped up on his legs, and his wrists supported his chin.

A pair of wonderful eyes, staring at Lin Han tightly.

Lin Han held the water cup tightly, and always felt that An Feng was weird today.

"Not yet, I'm going to buy it around five o'clock."

"I'll go too."

An Feng straightened his waist and stretched his arms back slightly, "I've been staying at home, and it's almost rusty." It's about walking more. ”

Lin Han agreed: "It's time to walk more, which will also help recovery." ”

"Wait a minute."

An Feng suddenly smiled lightly, got up and trotted into the bedroom.

After a while, he took out a long black down jacket, walked out of the room, and gestured on his body, "How about I wear this?" ”

Lin Han commented: "The black slim fit matches your figure very well. ”

An Feng's figure has nothing to say, this slim-fitting black down jacket warms up and shows off his figure.

"What about this one?"

An Feng took out another beige short down jacket.

Lin Han's eyes fell on An Feng's tolerant black jeans on the lower half of his body, "Beige down and black denim, the contrast is stark, An Feng, you have a good figure, you must look good in it." ”

"What about this one?"

An Feng went in and tinkered for a while, and then took out a purple coat.

Lin Han: "......"

An Feng's heart tightened, "Isn't it good-looking?" ”

Lin Han shook his head with a thoughtful expression, "For girls with a good figure, it is difficult to choose clothes because they all feel good, but to say which one is the best, you can only draw conclusions by comparing them on your body." ”

An Feng's face was slightly red, and his head shrank in.

Lin Han regretted that the bedroom door slammed shut.

His eyes lit up.

Sure enough, it didn't take long for the bedroom door to open again, and An Feng, who had a perfect figure, appeared at the bedroom door wearing a purple coat.

"You come closer."

Lin Han also stood up and walked over.

An Feng glanced at him, looked embarrassed, slowly swallowed two steps, looked down at the coat on his body and said, "It's okay, right?" ”

"Not bad, not bad."

Lin Han estimated that An Feng was more than 1.7 meters tall, and he was very stylish in his coat.

Generally, girls who are more than 1.7 meters tall, slightly fatter, or slightly stronger, will look very large.

But Anfeng won't.

Tall and slender, with a delicate figure.

It's the kind of woman who makes people think she has a good figure at a glance.

An Feng pursed his lips and smiled, "Let's take a look at another set." ”

Turn your head, enter the door, close the door.

Lin Han stood outside the door, full of anticipation.

This time it was a little faster, and An Feng was wearing the black slim-fitting down jacket that he showed him before.

This black down jacket seems to be custom-made, and it can't be seen in the hand, once worn on the body, the front is concave and the back is upturned, and the girl's curves are perfectly presented.

"Isn't it thick?"

Afraid that she would freeze when she wore it, Lin Han wanted to identify it.

An Feng slapped his palm off, "Oh, the real velvet is very warm, okay?" Whether the clothes are warm or not is not thick or not. ”

Lin Han retracted his hand, feeling regretful in his heart.

He thinks that he is depraved, and when he sees An Feng wearing a down jacket, he can imagine how she looks in a cheongsam.

What if......

"Isn't it good?"

An Feng saw that his eyes kept looking at him and didn't speak, so he couldn't help but snort coquettishly.

"Perfect."

Lin Han's eyes were sincere, "An Feng, how tall are you?" ”

"What?" An Feng gave him a hygienic eye, "I don't know if it's rude to ask a girl's age and height?" ”

"I just think that with your figure, you are going to participate in a modeling competition, and you are the world's No. 1 model."

A touch of crimson appeared on An Feng's delicate face, avoiding his gaze, hanging his head and humming: "Flim tongue, you weren't like this before." ”

Lin Han shook his head, "I'm serious, your figure is really very good." Better than Concubine Liu. ”

Poof—

An Feng chuckled, hurriedly stretched out his hand to cover his lips, raised his head and said, "You just deliberately laughed at me!" ”