Chapter 842： a slap (1/2)
Fang Youran on one side naturally saw everything in her eyes. She had reminded her a long time ago, but she was still caught.
Of course she knew who it was, and she kept silent because she knew.
Can only bless her asking for blessings.
I don't know how many cups I have drunk, Luo Yingying was already shaking with drunk.
The voices and laughter of those people became fuzzy, like a bunch of imaginary monsters, which made her feel scared.
She wants to leave here, but she can't move.
The sky is spinning around.
”Ah, what's wrong with you?”
The Mediterranean hurriedly helped Luo Yingying to sit down again, ”Mr. Luo, don't leave in such a hurry, someone will send you back later.”
”Yes, let's have another drink.”
”You haven't toasted to me yet.”
Others also echoed.
Luo Yingying pushed open the Mediterranean Sea and slumped on the table. She was really scared.
She was afraid that bad things would happen if she just fell asleep.
She picked up the phone and made a call.
The Mediterranean tried to grab the phone, ”Mr. Luo, what kind of phone to make during dinner, let go.”
Luo Yingying avoided his big hand.
The call is connected soon.
”Hey?”
It was Zhang Wanlin's voice. Hearing his voice immediately made her feel relieved.
”pick me up.”
She tried to suffocate these two words, and the desire to vomit suddenly hit.
She put down the phone and threw up.
”Hey, let me help you go back and rest first.”
The Mediterranean borrowed a cell phone to help Luo Yingying.
Luo Yingying slapped his hand and looked at him like an enemy.
”Go away!”
Suddenly hanging up the phone there, Zhang Wanlin was inexplicable.
Listening to the voice is drunk, is it possible that something is wrong?
After thinking for a while, Zhang Wanlin went out decisively.
He also knew about the school's exchange meeting. Luo Yingying told him the location when he received the notice in the morning.
No matter who it is, he can't get close to Luo Yingying.
He is like a trapped little beast, letting them all go away, whether man or woman.
This irritated the Mediterranean.
If you can't bring it into the room for a long time, then this plan will fall through.
Immediately, he took Luo Yingying's wrist forcefully, grabbed the plate in her hand, and said, ”Teacher Luo, how do you look like this?”
His tone was half irritated and half gentle.
”Let's go, rest in a room first, and then take you back after sobering up.”
He took the opportunity to hug Luo Yingying in his arms, and Luo Yingying resisted desperately, kicking straight with her legs, but she couldn't get out of his bear hug.
Everyone looked in their eyes, but they didn't seem to see them, don't pass their eyes.
They know what the identity of the Mediterranean is, and being able to become a teaching director does not entirely rely on his qualifications, but more on his accumulated contacts.
This is also part of the reason why the principal is polite to him.
Going deeper, if the dean wants to touch any teacher in Beichuan, it is easy.
It's just that Zhang Wanlin is special here.
The identity behind him made him not intend to go deeper.
Fang Youran's cell phone rang, it was a text message from Zhang Wanlin.
It said: ”Where are you?”
Fang Youran couldn't help but smile, wondering in his heart that Teacher Zhang was worried about Luo Yingying.
What is the relationship between Teacher Zhang and Luo Yingying secretly?
When he saw the Mediterranean Sea and Luo Yingying together in the room, what would he look like?