"Depending on your performance, it also depends on whether I have time to pass." Jiang Chan is ambiguous. If her roommate really wants to eat, she doesn't have to bother aunt mo. she can stew in the yard and bring it over.
"I really envy ink." Yang Liuqing suddenly sighed and stared directly at the lunch box blocked by ink. "I also want to eat the fish chops made alone."
"Forget it, don't you dare to grab food with Mo Mo? Don't you worry about it scratching you in the middle of the night?" Wenjing said, shrinking her neck. "I'll just eat pig feet and small yellow croaker. I'm not greedy for ink."
Sure enough, as soon as she said this, the cold light in Mo's eyes dispersed, but she still stared at Yang Liuqing.
Jiang Chan rubbed its head: "Liu Qing is just joking with you. There are little yellow croaker. She won't miss your little fish steak, you little food protection guy!"
Being comforted by Jiang Chanyi, Mo Mo calmed down and continued to lie on the table. He just kept the lunch box on the ground tightly, which was not seen by Yang Liuqing.
Yang Liuqing said, "well, I won't argue with you."
As time went by, it soon came to the self-study on Monday night. Lao Jiang called Jiang Chan at the back door on time. At the request of a class of students, he had to send Jiang Chan there, and then send it back all the way. Don't be detained by the teachers of the competition class.
Jiang Chan is a little funny about the students' readiness, but she feels warm in her heart. Doesn't everyone value her? This feeling of being needed and loved gave her a sense of satisfaction.
The teachers in the competition class laughed when they saw Jiang Chan. Jiang Chan was brought out by them. It can be said that he is their favorite student. He really gives them a long face.
Jiang Chan didn't say anything else. To talk about the topic, the teachers dumped her. She didn't know how many streets. She mainly started from the aspect of mentality. As long as you don't be nervous and treat it with an ordinary heart.
Seeing Jiang Chan coming, the students at the bottom were crying. Jiang Chan is a legend in the city. Some students were in the same class with her before, such as Sun Xi.
Now he is still competing to learn. He is already a student sister and has come to impart experience. Sun Xi smiled and sighed. People are so angry.
Lao Jiang didn't leave after sending Jiang Chan to the competition class. Today is not his evening self-study. He should make sure that Jiang Chan is under his eyelids to avoid being fooled by these teachers.
When a class was over, Lao Jiang took Jiang Chan and left immediately. He refused to stay more for a moment. Staying here for one more minute is a kind of suffering. If you have this time, you might as well go back and talk to the students of class 1. The fat water doesn't flow into the fields of outsiders.
Lao Jiang's idea is right at all. He takes the graduating class. The better the grade of class one, the more effective his education is.
Jiang Chan went for two days in a row, and the students of class 1 waited for two days. When class was over, more than a dozen people hullabaloo gathered outside the competition class to pick up Jiang Chan.
The teachers of the ground watching competition class smiled bitterly. Lao Jiang, the old slick, was stunned to bring out a group of small slicks, all of whom are very chicken thieves!
At noon on Wednesday, Jiang Chan went to give Gu Jianchen acupuncture again. Lao Jiang also knew that Jiang Chan had a patient on hand and simply let him go.
The main reason is that Jiang Chan is worried. If all his students are as worried as Jiang Chan, he doesn't have to be a rabbit!
The first main acupoint on Gu Jianchen's waist was thoroughly warmed up, which also added great confidence to Jiang Chan's next treatment. I was five points sure, but now it's eight points.
On the way back from the treatment, Qingyuan came out: "you came back on Saturday and have rested for four days. When do you go to do the task?"
Jiang Chan was not angry: "can't you let me rest for a while? The day after tomorrow, there will be a competition class to share the experience. I think you are very suitable to be the protagonist of the crowing in the middle of the night."
"Don't turn the corner and scold me," Qingyuan hugged his chest with both hands. "You sent me away early. You got rid of me early. There are always people behind you. You don't adapt, do you?"
"Don't make excuses for yourself." Jiang Chan was unmoved. "I want to rest for a few days. If you really have leisure, you might as well think about how to recast the flesh. That's a big problem."
As soon as it came to recasting the flesh, Qingyuan immediately turned off the fire. She said to her fingers, "I'm still counting on you. If I knew, where would I bother you?"
The corner of Jiang Chan's lips picked: "you have practiced for so many years, haven't you seen any unknown classics?"
"Really not," Qingyuan said. "I've looked for everything I can. I haven't found it yet. Maybe you can go to some other fairy world? Maybe there's a way there?"
"How many more?" Jiang Chan frowned. "You dug a big hole for me in Xiaojin's life. If I hadn't held the sword clan's thigh as early as possible, you wouldn't be able to come back alive. Is there something bad in your heart?"
"Don't mention the past." Qingyuan is a little embarrassed: "forget it, I won't urge you to assemble?"
"I really thank you for not urging me." Jiang Chan waited for Qingyuan, out of sight and out of mind. Qingyuan is also a little chatty and hides quietly.
Aware of Qingyuan's departure, Jiang Chan gently raised her lips. Although Qingyuan is an old monster who has lived for so many years, he looks like a flower of kaolin. In fact, someone has to quarrel with her.
On the surface, I don't know how happy I am. But she really needs to have a good rest this time, so that she won't be confused about who she is when she shuttles through the world one by one.
Jiang Chan will never break her promise to do the task after sharing the experience of the competition class on Thursday night. She always keeps her word. If she agrees, she will do it.
In the mission hall, Jiang Chan broke the light ball and lost his trace in the twinkling of an eye.
After she left, Qingyuan appeared. She stared at the light balls with bitter hatred and dialed them with her small hand. All the light balls circled around Qingyuan, "Alas, this can't work, this rate of return is too low... Yes, this!"
At the next moment, Qingyuan disappeared without a trace. Jiang Chansi didn't know that Qingyuan wanted to calculate her secretly. Before she opened her eyes, she heard a sharp female voice.
"Your niece is ten years old, not a two-year-old baby. Why is it so funny that such a big girl needs someone to feed her?"
Ginger cicada sucks at the corners of her mouth and has to be fed at the age of ten. It's really a little bad.