Chapter 3539 When I Become a Scumbag Actor (35)

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The girl moved her left hand, slowly raised it, and was about to touch Wen Haoqing's fingertips.

It happened that Wen Haoqing raised his eyes and met Ranbai's eyes.

The actor's eyes were deep and cold, as if he could see the bottom of people's hearts, without the slightest emotion.

The four eyes were facing each other, Dye Bai remained calm, clasped the wrist of the left hand with his right hand, pressed it down hard, took it back, and said in his own words: "Shen Jiao and I have already asked the teacher for leave, but the teacher in the teaching building The door is locked, please tell the teacher the password."

Wen Haoqing's eyes fell slightly, and stayed on the girl's slender fingers for a moment, as if guessing what Ranbai was going to do just now, but didn't care.

"Class three and four in high school." He lowered his eyes and looked carefully, the shadow cast by his eyelashes was like a butterfly's wing perched, the high bridge of his nose cast a faint shadow under the light, his beautiful and attractive thin lips parted slightly, and he spoke slowly Whispering, read out the class on the leave note in a calm tone.

"Cheng Xiu." Before Wen Haoqing could pronounce the name, Ranbai had already picked it up, and her white chin casually pointed in Shenjiao's direction: "She is Qian Yi, Class 4, Grade 3."

Shen Jiao was always immersed in the violent attack of the beauty of the prosperous age, staring at Wen Haoqing obsessively, no matter how hard she looked at it, she couldn't get enough of it, the more she looked at it, the more beautiful she became, and she completely lost her ability to think.

Facing the sudden request for leave, the live broadcast room was stunned.

Not only the netizens, but also the program group fell silent.

When the director designed the script, he didn't expect the leave note at all, and there was no such part of the plot at all!

The so-called two leave notes are just props, in order to make the campus environment more real.

I didn't expect such a wave of operations to be dyed white with a backhand.

It was completely inconsistent with the escape script designed by the director in the teaching building at the beginning!

It can even be said to run counter to it.

From the beginning to the end, none of them followed the routine.

The director fell into deep self-doubt.

What kind of thought is dyeing white?

Ran Bai found the leave note from the office desktop, and simply thought it would be useful, so he took it away when he left.

The reason sounds pretty hardcore.

Nothing wrong with that.

Dyeing Bai is quite straightforward.

"I've been looking forward to a special guest for a long time." At this time, the words came out by themselves again, and Ranbai's tone was soft: "I didn't expect it to be Teacher Wen. I'm really surprised."

Not looking forward to it at all.

Surprise turned into fright.

Wen Haoqing was slightly taken aback.

Before Wen Haoqing could say anything,

She smiled softly and shyly, "I'm very happy..."

Before the word "heart" was uttered, the girl's smile suddenly stopped, completely restrained, her brows and eyes were even a little cold, and she showed no expression.

The speed of face-changing is amazing.

"Sorry." She said slowly, her tone seemed to be gnashing her teeth a little bit, and her smile was fake, "I didn't mean to say this, just pretend that Mr. Wen has never heard of it."

Wen Haoqing looked at her movements thoughtfully, seemingly scrutinizing and indifferent, and finally leaned back lazily on the back of the chair, her eyebrows were like a new moon in winter night, gentle but difficult to approach, detached and indifferent teasing, the meaning was unclear: "Why do you say that? Could it be that Miss Song is not happy to meet me?"

Ranbai pinched her palms, and originally wanted to bypass this topic, but who knew that the man would ask such a question, she suppressed her temper, her brows and eyes were a little irritable, and she smiled: "Happy."

Very happy.

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"I see Miss Song's expression doesn't seem very happy." Wen Haoqing looked at her, with his hands folded on the table, his eyes were deep and quiet, bottomless, as if he could suck people in, his expression was always calm and restrained, seven Eight points are clear and dignified, but sometimes they are obviously gentle but always give people a feeling of indifference and unreachable, with a calm tone, as if they are objectively stating the facts.

"Ms. Wen was wrong." Ranbai pulled the corner of her lower lip, and stopped smiling. She leaned on the table with one hand, leaned down condescendingly, her eyes were raised, and her expression was loose: "I admired Teacher Wen for a long time, how could I not?" happy."

Wen Haoqing squinted his eyes, and looked at her for two or three seconds. No one looked away. He rubbed the leave note with his white fingertips, and then said elegantly: "The password is the school's dismissal time. If you are not feeling well, you should go as soon as possible." Go to the infirmary."

When Ranbai looked at him, he smelled the nice woody fragrance of the man again, clean and clear, extraordinarily stylish, exquisite and tasteful, just like him.

There was a deserted and unnoticeable tobacco aroma lingering in her nostrils. She paused for a second, nodded, and called out her address carefully: "Thank you... Teacher."

Wen Haoqing put the two leave slips in the drawer of the desk, and even his movements were full of gentle and ancient charm. He really came out of the ancient ink and wash paintings. in the bones.

"Since you are students, why don't you see you wearing school uniforms." His tone was flat.

"The school uniform is stained with blood, I'm afraid I can't wear it anymore." Ranbai replied calmly, she was copying the pocket of the black coat with one hand, tapped her fingertips loosely, and she gave birth to twins and Wen Haoqing There are seven to eight similar eyes, all peach blossom eyes, but the tails of her eyes are more slender, with a kind of gangster look when she picks them up, she does not appear gentle, but has a certain aggressive surprise. At this moment, Tranquility is the same as Wen Haoqing Looking at each other, the attitude is always unfamiliar, and the last sentence has a bit of laziness: "Does the teacher want to wash me?"

"That depends on Ms. Song." Wen Haoqing replied, at a certain moment revealing a little indifferent to the extreme, without desire or desire, without waves and waves.

Of course, Ranbai would not believe what Wen Haoqing said was true. From the first time she saw Wen Haoqing, she didn't feel that Wen Haoqing was really a gentleman. Teacher."

"However, a student in our class lost her school uniform. She was very sad, and the head teacher was also very angry." Ranbai stood there, looking down at the man. From her perspective, she could see the young man under the collar of the thin white shirt The looming clavicle line reveals a fragile and ascetic beauty, a destructive desire.

The red marks on it have completely disappeared after a few days, and no traces can be seen, but I can still remember the messy and sexy look of the hickeys at that time.

Ranbai said casually, with a bit of inexplicable meaning: "Does the teacher know where her school uniform is?"

"Miss Song... You asked the right person." The film king was born with a beautiful body, and his skin is clear and elegant. His every move is like the work of ink painting. He is tough and handsome for men, as gentle as polished jade.

He seemed to have noticed Ranbai's gaze, raised his eyelids, and looked up at Ranbai slightly. He casually pulled down the neckline with his long, fair fingers, and circled them around with his fingertips. The bone ring was cold and deep. Refraining from sex again, squinting his eyes, he heard the teacher who called Ran Bai, and said with a smile: "The teacher really knows."

Ranbai was originally just a test, but she got such an answer. She looked down at Wen Haoqing's movements with condescending eyes, and remained silent.