My Best Actor Ex-Husband and I Became A Role-Model Couple

Although Jiang Anzhi didn't expect everyone to ask this question, he didn't show embarrassment or sullenness, and still looked at everyone with a shallow smile: "Didn't Teacher Xiaofeng tell you?"

Everyone shook their heads in unison: "Teacher Xiaofeng is too tight-lipped, no one can ask anything."

If it wasn't for the news, they wouldn't even know that Mr. Xiaofeng's husband is the actor.

Jiang Anzhi glanced at Feng Lanchu pretending to be reproachful: "The ugly son-in-law always has to see his in-laws. He should be criticized for hiding so tightly from his natal family."

Everyone was overjoyed when they heard that Jiang Anzhi regarded them all as his natal family.

Oh my god, I'm actually the natal family of the actor!

My mother! I really want to announce it to the world!

"Then Anzhi, can you tell us about it?" The cafeteria aunt continued her efforts, and her address was changed from Mr. Jiang to Anzhi.

Jiang Anzhi coughed lightly: "Teacher Xiaofeng and I were introduced by our parents."

"Oh! The fingertips are the marriage, the parents ordered the matchmaker's words!"

Everyone deserves to be highly educated, and immediately sublimated the blind date to another level.

Jiang Anzhi pushed the boat along and nodded: "Yes."

"Anzhi, what do you think of our teacher Xiaofeng?"

Someone asked a question, and everyone smiled smirk and looked forward to it.

Jiang Anzhi glanced at the one who opened his mouth. He was sitting in the second row. He was average-looking but his eyes shone with wisdom.

Jiang Anzhi glanced at Feng Lanchu who was standing beside him indifferently, and smiled, "Teacher Xiaofeng is naturally very good. In my eyes, she is the best."

Dig lotus root!

When everyone heard him praise Teacher Xiaofeng, they felt more proud than An Zhi praised himself.

"Anzhi, when will you come back?" the clerical lady sitting here asked weakly again.

Jiang Anzhi glanced at them, smiled and curled his lips: "It should be soon, it depends on the arrangement of the studio."

The young lady who got the answer was excited for a while, she didn't expect that she would talk to An Zhi, in her lifetime, in her lifetime!

"Anzhi, when are you going to have a second child?" The kitchen aunt heated up the topic again.

Everyone immediately pricked up their ears and waited for the next step.

Feng Lan couldn't bear to listen at the beginning, and quickly winked at the director.

The director stood up understandingly: "Our break between classes is to let everyone hurry up to drink water and go to the toilet. If you really want to communicate with the teacher, try to ask academic-related questions. Don't ask too many personal questions. Let Jiang The teacher should also take a good rest, there will be more than an hour of class later."

With the words of the director, although everyone still has a hundred thousand reasons, it is not easy to ask again. After all, if you do it once, Anzhi may not come next time.

Now, Jiang Anzhi was able to go backstage to rest for a while.

He smiled at everyone and nodded.

In fact, Jiang Anzhi is no stranger to this kind of question-and-answer session. After all, he has been in the entertainment industry for more than ten years, and he is quite experienced in how to answer questions satisfactorily.

But Feng Lanchu seemed to have forgotten this, and when she returned to the lounge, she kindly reminded: "In general academic lectures, few tutors dare to accept students' questions and answers unconditionally, because students always care about the tutor's personal issues more than academic issues. Later, you can ask everyone to write the questions on the small slips of paper, and after class, you can choose a few questions and answer them.”

In this way, the questions can be screened first, and some questions that are more private and difficult to answer can also be avoided.