Jiang Fuyue handed in the paper the second time.
Ling Xuan followed.
They went to the canteen together. As soon as they got to the door, they bumped into Lin Shumo coming out of it.
The two sides passed by without squinting at each other.
The food of big Q was quite rich. Jiang Fuyue took photos and sent them to Jiang Xiaodi, which made the little guy's mouth water.
"Sister, sister, I want to go too. There are so many delicious food!" he rubbed his hands excitedly.
Jiang Fuyue promised to take him to the imperial capital for two days after the training.
"Really? Can you?" her eyes were shining like a little sika deer.
Jiang Fuyue gave him a positive answer again.
"Sister, it's very kind of you." after that, the little guy was shy, his cheeks were pink, his chin was buried in his collar, leaving her a furry head on the screen.
Jiang Fuyue couldn't help moving her fingers at that time.
Um... I think Rua.
"Why are you so happy?"
Lingxuan's voice pulled back Jiang Fuyue's free thoughts. She lowered her eyes, put a piece of spare ribs in her mouth, and said faintly, "nothing."
Lingxuan's eyes flashed slightly. Knowing that she didn't want to say, she didn't ask again.
Very knowledgeable.
They had a quiet lunch and went back to bed.
On the way, Jiang Fuyue met an acquaintance who was not an acquaintance.
"Hello, I'm Ren Xinghe. Should I be impressed? I'm also from linhuai."
"What's up?" she was polite and alienated.
The boy's smile did not change, as if he could not detect her coldness: "we are villagers. We can get to know each other and take care of each other in the future."
"Yes."
"I'm in a language training class now," he said, sighing, a little disappointed and a little shy. "I thought my English was very good, but I didn't expect it to be so bad in practice."
Jiang Fuyue didn't answer, but listened to him continue: "when you explained the third question in the ladder classroom that day, the whole English was fluent and authentic. Did you start practicing since childhood?"
"If you have something to say, don't beat around the Bush," said Jiang Fuyue.
Ren Xinghe's expression was stiff, and he didn't say anything for a long time.
Jiang Fuyue doesn't want to waste any more time. She bypasses him and raises her legs to leave.
"Wait!"
She didn't look back.
Ren Xinghe simply caught up and walked around in front of her: "can you tell me how you learn English?"
Obviously, his previous set of hard memorizing and brushing questions is no longer useful here.
If he can't graduate from the language training class as soon as possible and return to the formal competition training, it will be difficult to keep up with the collective. Waiting for him will be the fate of being ruthlessly eliminated.
Ren Xinghe doesn't want to admit defeat like this.
Then he thought of Jiang Fuyue
"Look, listen, read and write."
“?”
"That's my way."
Ren Xinghe: "but how do I think you're perfunctory?"
Jiang Fuyue was neither angry nor justified, but said, "believe it or not."
"Do you have any problem with me?" he asked, with a hurt look in his eyes.
Jiang Fuyue shook her head and couldn't pour water: "No."
The boy frowned and his eyes darkened a little.
Unfortunately, Jiang Fuyue was still indifferent when she gave her eyes to the blind.
"We are fellow townsmen," he stressed again.
"So? Should we help each other?" Jiang Fuyue said his next line.
Ren Xinghe was stunned.
"Sorry, I don't have the habit of helping villains."
"Who do you say is a villain?" he asked with a wrung eyebrow.
Jiang Fuyue raised her eyes faintly, as if more than a trace of other emotions were wasted: "a few words will trigger a war. Is there a sense of achievement?"
Ren Xinghe's eyes flickered.
"Since I'm a fellow countryman, I might as well give you a piece of advice: if your mind is on the right path, crooked ways and evil ways won't last long."
Then he strode away.
Ren Xinghe stood where she was and looked at her back without looking back. Her eyes were hard to hide
202 female dormitory.
The moment Jiang Fuyue opened the door, the original lively atmosphere disappeared.
The three people smiled one after another and suddenly fell silent.
She walked in without looking sideways, as if she had no sense of such obvious exclusion, calm and rebellious.
Su Qing and Chen Sichang exchanged a look.
Jiang Fuyue went into the bathroom to wash her face, and then came out. She had changed her pajamas and was ready for her lunch break.
Who knows, just lying in bed touched a wet
She hurriedly got up and glanced at the three.
"Who did it?" every word.
Su Qing held her arm and leaned against the wardrobe. Her expression was lazy: "what and who did it?"
"I have water on my bed."
"Ah! Really?" she pretended to be surprised. "Well, how can this happen? Our dormitory is a little crude, but it won't leak?"
Jiang Fuyue: "I think you should know why."
Su Qing's face sank: "you'd better talk first. Why do you want to buckle a excrement basin on our head without evidence?"
Chen Sichang sneered: "I really give you a face?"
"Oh... I thought your rank was so high. I didn't expect you would only play some dirty little clever."
Two people look at each other. Why is it different from what they expected?
Jiang Fuyue was already pacing in front of the three. Her eyes swept over Liu Ling and fell on Su Qing and Chen Sichang.
"Shall I teach you?"
"... what?"
Jiang Fuyue: "splashing water is too childish. I think there can be a bigger way to play, such as this --"