Chapter Thirty-Eight: I Don't Eat Lunch

Lin Zhengran saw that he was a little depressed, and at a young age, he seemed to have seen through life, so he patted him on the back and slapped Wang Quanan straight and coughed.

Lin Zhengran said happily:

"It's good, it's good to have dreams at a young age, but don't give up! You do a good job of editing and publicity first, and then slowly and tentatively lean on the director's side in the later stage, and the teacher will help you! ”

Wang Quanan stared at him in disbelief: "Can you help me?" How can you help me? ”

Lin Zhengran smacked his tongue, and suddenly looked into the distance with a deep face, his eyes seemed to have experienced countless vicissitudes.

"As the saying goes, there are many skills that don't pressure you, do you have to tell you about the teacher who has been a director for three years? You know, I was very skinny at the time. ”

"Really? Teacher, you also have a dream of directing?! Wang Quanan was excited.

Lin Zhengran nodded, word by word: "Of course it's fake!" ”

Wang Quanan: "..."

Lin Zhengran smiled and stretched out a finger:

"How did I ever become a director? The teacher is very busy, but I do know a thing or two about editing, and I can guide you a little bit when you make money to boot! I believe that under the guidance of this teacher, you will succeed. ”

Lin Zhengran reminded: "Oh, I suggest that you can make short dramas to make money in the future, and the movie is not in a hurry." ”

Wang Quanan shrugged, it was really hard to say whether he should believe it or not.

He also ate the loaves.

Lin Zhengran got on the motorcycle: "Okay, go back to school for dinner, I'm dying of hunger, get in the car and get in the car!" ”

Wang Quanan sighed, and followed Lin Zhengran to get on the motorcycle, and the car buzzed and sped quickly.

A thud sliced through the air.

"Slow down!"

"If it's too slow, it's late! There are only three minutes left! ”

Wang Quanan hugged his waist with the wind force:

"By the way, teacher, you haven't told me yet, why do you still come to Yulan High School to be a teacher when you have such a good friend? Can't you do the editing yourself? Our class is not a good class, and it is difficult to teach! ”

Lin Zhengran replied against the wind:

"I said that the teacher is not a superficial person! Do you want to have a dream? ”

"What is the teacher's dream?!"

"A teacher's dream is to teach and retire."

"This is also a dream?!"

"Nonsense! The dream is not uniform instant noodles, do you think everyone's dream is to do big things? You'll be beautiful with me as your teacher, little things who are not satisfied! Even I envy you for having a teacher like me! ”

Wang Quanan smiled: "You are really shameless, you can rest assured that I will help you in the class in the future!" You're welcome to help! ”

"You kid has a conscience! It's not in vain that I've been busy all morning! Don't sleep on your stomach in class later! ”

"Listen to you!"

In a flash of smoke, only the tail lights of motorcycles were left on the road.

Wang Quanan stiffened his head and felt that he was about to be thrown off: "I said slow down!" I don't ride on my teacher's motorcycle again!! ”

At this moment, in the Yulan High School cafeteria, Zhang Lan sat at a dining table, with three portions of dishes in front of her, and after she finished eating her own portion, she looked at the remaining two portions and said to herself:

"Why didn't they come to dinner so late? The rice was so cold that I couldn't eat it. ”

Zhang Lan looked at the door of the restaurant where there was still no one, and said helplessly: "Forget it, I'll take these two copies back and heat them up for supper, and buy a new one for the senior and Teacher He, although I don't know why he went, but in case he hasn't eaten yet." ”

She beckoned to the canteen uncle and said:

"Uncle help me get two bags, I'll pack the dishes and bring them back, thank you." She smiled, "And can I borrow one from your kitchen?" I want to fry two dishes myself, thank you. ”

When Lin Zhengran returned to school with Wang Quanan, the class bell had already rang for two minutes.

The two of them didn't have time to eat, so they went to the teaching building in a hurry.

Wang Quanan asked curiously: "Teacher, what is your class this afternoon?" ”

"Section 3."

"Then I'll go to bed two before the first two sessions, so that I'll have the energy to wait for your class."

Lin Zhengran: "??? You stick your head over and say another word! ”

Wang Quanan ran away early.

Lin Zhengran reminded: "Study hard and go up every day, do you understand?!" ”

Holding his hungry stomach, Lin Zhengran also had to go to the office to sign in Zhang Lan's notebook first, after all, he hadn't turned regular yet, and he didn't have a mobile phone to punch in, so he needed to sign every day to confirm that he was not late for work or something.

But as soon as Lin Zhengran entered the office, he found that Zhang Lan was sitting there with a smile on her face, staring at herself: "Teacher Lin? ”

There was no one else in the office, so they were all in class.

Lin Zhengran laughed: "Oh, this toilet has blocked me for a long time, good afternoon Teacher Zhang, you look really good this afternoon." ”

He came to Zhang Lan's side seriously and just wanted to sit down.

As a result, Zhang Lan asked gently and deliberately: "Are you late again?" You really didn't miss a single time on work for three days? ”

Lin Zhengran smiled and said, "No, Mr. Zhang, I remember that I was still very punctual yesterday afternoon." ”

Zhang Lan watched him sit down, looking at him with some blue pupiled eyes, and her voice was even quieter: "Sleep in the office on time?" ”

Lin Zhengran smiled.

Pretending to have amnesia.

Zhang Lan took out a disposable plastic lunch box from the hole in the table and handed it to him:

"Actually, I know that you went to work with the students this morning, and Mr. He told me the reason when he picked up my motorcycle, but I didn't expect you to be busy until so late, and you haven't eaten now, right? I ordered you a chili stir-fried pork rice bowl, double the meat. ”

Lin Zhengran took it after seeing it, and he was already hungry, so he didn't eat for nothing.

"Thanks, how much? I'll give you double. ”

Zhang Lan shook her head slowly: "Forget the money, if Mr. Lin wants to repay the favor, don't forget that you still owe me a meal." ”

"How could that be? I've been waiting for your time. Lin Zhengran emphasized: "You know that I am still very credible. ”

"How about Sunday? I'm free on Sunday. Zhang Lan replied tentatively and slowly.

If she is not available on Sunday, Zhang Lan wants to make an appointment on Monday, and if she is not available on Monday, she will make an appointment on Tuesday.

At noon, Mr. He and Mr. Lin were together..

Zhang Lan always felt an indescribable sense of crisis in her heart.

"Okay, I'm free on Sunday too." Lin Zhengran replied.

Zhang Lan smiled and nodded: "Then it's decided" She immediately said: "Let me ask you by the way, is Teacher Lin with Teacher He at noon today?" ”

Lin Zhengran: "No, I didn't let her follow, let her eat, why didn't she tell you?" ”

Zhang Lan nodded slowly: "It's okay, I know, I also bought one for her, I'll send it to her later, you can taste the lunch I bought for you first." ”

"Oh good! I'll try it. ”

Zhang Lan helped him lift the lid, and Lin Zhengran found that a large bowl of rice was covered with shredded meat and chili peppers, and the fragrance was pouring out.

Lin Zhengran took the spoon handed over by Zhang Lan, took a big bite, and his eyes lit up after eating it.

"It's so fragrant! Where did you buy this? ”

Zhang Lan was sweet in her heart: "Secret, you can just think it's delicious." ”

As soon as he finished speaking, He Qing suddenly knocked on the door with a smile at the door of the office:

"Teacher Lin is back?! I just saw Mr. Zhang's motorcycle parked there, and I knew you were back. She carried the food in her hand and said happily, "I bought you lunch!" Your favorite minced meat and eggplant. ”

A gust of wind blew, the three of them were silent, Zhang Lan looked at the lunch in He Qing's hand, and He Qing looked at the lunch lid in Zhang Lan's hand.

The two women were silent and looked at Lin Zhengran at the same time.

Lin Zhengran looked at the eyes of the two women looking at him.

He swallowed the food in his mouth and smiled, "Actually, I don't eat lunch. ”

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