The trainee starts by splitting bricks with bare hands

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The air in the office suddenly became quiet. Although Xia Ningxuan looked at him in surprise, she was not as surprised and moved as he had planned.

what's the situation?

Han Lan's self-evaluation of this confession:

Encounter perfect score!

Full marks for dressing up!

Full marks for music!

Full marks for feelings!

But seeing how Xia Ningxuan's reaction didn't meet expectations?What is wrong?

Chapter 0045 Teacher Xia's class starts

There was silence in the office for a moment, Xia Ningxuan suddenly burst out laughing.

Wang Mei hugged her arms furiously and began to curse: "You brat, I warned you that day, why don't you give up!"

Facing the roar of the Hedong lion, Han Lan couldn't help shrinking her neck, saying in her heart that she doesn't care about women, especially older women.

"Okay, Sister Mei." Xia Ningxuan waved her hands and smiled, "Sister Mei, let me chat with him alone."

Wang Mei glared at Han Lan again, with a hint of helplessness in her anger, and then stepped on her high-heeled shoes to go out, and closed the office door tightly again.

Xia Ningxuan took Han Lan's roses casually, Han Lan was happy, but she heard Xia Ningxuan signal to the chair behind him: "Bring the chair here, let's have a chat."

"Hey, good!"

Han Lan thought she had succeeded in confessing her love, so she cheerfully moved the chair and sat in front of Xia Ningxuan obediently.

Xia Ningxuan directly used roses as a teaching stick, and knocked him on the head with a smile and cursing: "Little brat, how did you learn such crap?"

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Isn't the script right?

"Ningxuan"

"Call me teacher! Haven't you ever heard of being a teacher for one day and being a mother for the rest of your life?"

He slapped him again.

Han Lan shrank her head aggrievedly, and called out reluctantly: "Mr. Xia."

"You still like me? Do you know me? Do you know what kind of person I am?" Xia Ningxuan asked, crossing her arms.

"Understood?" Han Lan was a little overwhelmed, thought for a while and said, "I know you like music, and you are beautiful?"

"Really? My fans think so too." Xia Ningxuan folded her arms and looked at him with a sneer, "And that little Rongzi from your family!"

"Ning, you misunderstood, I am different from them! I am sincere! What am I called? This is love at first sight!"

"Love at first sight? Do you know what love at first sight is?"

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"Love at first sight, commonly known as love at first sight!"

The corner of Han Lan's mouth twitched. Before he could explain, Xia Ningxuan asked again: "Han Lan, do you know what liking is and what love is?"

"You know? It's just a very strange feeling, just like I'm doing to you now"

"Crack" again, and the roses were all broken.

"You know what a fart! How old are you and you want to fall in love like others?"

"21!" Han Lan said confidently.

"Minus five years of vegetative state in bed."

Xia Ningxuan felt that he was immature psychologically, he was only 16 years old.

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Han Lan pouted unconvinced: Why don't you count the 30 years I lived in my previous life?

Of course, these words must never be said.On the one hand, this is the biggest secret in his heart, on the other hand, he never had a serious relationship in his last life until he was 30 years old!All the love he thought was given to that broken gun!

He is an expert in special operations, but in love, he is an idiot!

Xia Ningxuan sighed softly, and stopped being aggressive towards him, and continued in a slightly more soothing tone: "Han Lan, I know that at your age, you will always have unexplainable feelings about the opposite sex, but what I have to tell you is, isn't that Love! That's just the most primitive impulse of human beings under the influence of hormones!"

"Don't believe the nonsense in those novels and TV dramas, you still fall in love at first sight? You can't know whether you like her until you really get to know a person, and this takes time to accumulate."

Han Lan's eyes lit up: "Then can we try dating? After a long time, I will always understand you!"

Xia Ningxuan shook her head helplessly: "A relationship is a matter between two people, I don't like you."

"Is it so direct?" Han Lan asked with a wry smile.

Xia Ningxuan smiled: "At least for now, I won't like you."

"Oh." Han Lan pouted, disappointed with the result of this confession.

"What kind of girl do you like?" Xia Ningxuan asked again.

Han Lan thought for a while, and counted with her fingers: "First, you need to be beautiful, but you don't have to be too beautiful, as long as you can look at it; second, you must have common interests with me, but they don't have to be the same. After all, my interests Normal people can’t learn it; third, be gentle, hehe, it’s better to be gentle; fourth, forget it, that’s all for now.”

"Is this quite clear? Then do you think I'm gentle?" Xia Ningxuan asked.

Han Lan subconsciously glanced at the rose in her hand, and shook her head.

"Isn't that enough? I'm not the type you like at all. It's just a misjudgment caused by the action of your hormones, coupled with the constant hints in your heart and random interpretations, that make you think you like me!"

"Han Lan, what you should think about now is how to be your idol, instead of thinking about girls all day long."

"I can see that you have a great musical talent and you should use it to your advantage."

"Of course, maybe you think your family is rich and powerful, and you don't really need you to work hard. Anyway, it's just not possible to go home and inherit the family business. I can't say anything about you. Of course, it's completely fine. Don’t parents work hard all their lives to make their children live better? It can only be said that you have a pair of good parents. However, I want to advise you that you are really strong when you are strong, and the most you can rely on is yourself!”

"Oh." Han Lan curled her lips. In her previous life, she had escaped from death many times by herself. How could he not understand this truth?It's just that I'm still feeling uncomfortable with tonight's confession.

How could such a good confession become preaching?