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Chapter 53: Professor Zhao of the Performance Department(2/2)

, symptoms may appear in a few hours.

"I'm going to find ice cubes! Don't move!"

"Just sit here and don't move. Tianxuan, please help take care of my mentor."

Li Peifeng made a quick decision and ran back to the cleaning staff in the airport pick-up hall at a sprint speed of 100 meters without speaking. He asked loudly: "Sister, where is the supermarket?"

"Well, outside, three hundred meters."

The cleaning lady didn't know why, but she still pointed him in the direction.

"Wait for me, guide!"

Li Peifeng retraced his steps and walked out of the airport, running like the wind. When he passed Zhao Qingge and Huang Tianxuan again, he said something uneasy.

On the steps of the airport reception hall, there were not many people coming and going, and some were just passing by in a hurry. The people from the previous flight had already left. Only Huang Tianxuan and Zhao Qingge stayed on the steps, and the atmosphere was a bit awkward.

"Hello."

Huang Tianxuan also leaned down and asked cautiously: "Are you Yiliangfeng's graduate tutor? Which school is he from?"

It's strange to say that just now Zhao Qingge's eyebrows were furrowed and his lips were biting tightly in pain, but after Li Peifeng left, his face seemed to have regained his composure. He put his injured foot into the high-heeled shoes, looked at the direction in which his student was going, and raised his eyebrows.

The corners of his mouth twitched slightly, barely visible.

"Hello?"

Huang Tianxuan thought that the other party did not hear her, so she came closer and squatted beside her, and asked again: "Are you the mentor of Yiliangfeng?"

Zhao Qingge then raised his eyelids slightly and glanced at Huang Tianxuan, and responded with a gentle hum in a nasal voice.

Huang Tianxuan pursed her lips and asked in a low voice: "Then you and Yiliangfeng are from the Film and Television Academy, right? He studied acting with you?"

Zhao Qingge's eyes turned cold: "No."

"Isn't it?"

Huang Tianxuan looked suspicious: "He is so handsome, but he is not an actor?" Then he whispered: "You are so good at acting, you must be a senior professor of the acting department of the Film and Television Academy, right?"
Chapter completed!
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