Lin Xiaoyu, who was eating eggs in his mouth and forgot to interject: "Auntie smiles, it looks good." ”

Old man Lin Yuanshan thought about it, so he put Jiang Chan's different behavior from the past to the back of his mind, and went out on crutches to find the guys to chat.

At the end of the day, Jiang Cicada was tired and about to collapse, the tasker was too capable, and she, the person who had just taken over, still needed to get familiar with it slowly.

Fortunately, the company is now on the right track, and she doesn't need to open up territory anymore, as long as she keeps this trend, not to mention expanding the scale, Shoucheng can still do it.

Thinking of this, Jiang Chan let out a long sigh, and after actually getting down from the class one day, she really felt how big the gap between herself and the tasker was.

The tasker has to complete the tasks she left behind, and is also busy with her studies, and she has to take care of the company, and everything is done very well, which makes her a little ashamed of herself.

She should also work hard, after all, the tasker has left her a fairly high starting point.

Jiang Chan turned on the lamp, picked up the management book that was equivalent to the book of heaven for her, and looked at it. It was a little stumbling at first, but combined with the memories left by the tasker, she could still see it, after all, she was not a stupid person.

It's just that in the face of the fancy marriage urging of the Lin family's elders, Jiang Chan still couldn't bear it. She's only twenty-one years old, not thirty-one, is it necessary to be in such a hurry?

Now that Jiang Chan has been back for about a month, she is almost familiar with the company left by the tasker, and she is gradually becoming more comfortable with her work.

Not to mention, after she really came into contact with work, Jiang Chan found that her life had become very fulfilling, which also allowed her to find her own value. Her daily life is very comfortable, except for facing the fancy urging of the elders.

She's only twenty-one now, isn't she? She wants to be single for a few more years. Besides, where does her boyfriend have a job? Fortunately, Jiang Chan didn't say this, otherwise the Lin family would have to come together to persuade her.

Seeing that Jiang Chan was living well on the other side of the mission world, Qingyuan sighed quietly and fell into a deep sleep......

If you want Jiang Chan's girl to do the task, it still depends on her mood. Besides, after all, she has just come back, and she must still rest, anyway, she is already like this at present, and she will have to wait for as long as she wants.

What's more, mortal time is only a snap of a finger, and it is estimated that the next time she wakes up, it will be Jiang Chan's time to do the task. She also saw that Jiang Chan's idea was very positive, and there was an arrangement for when to do the task.

After a good night's sleep with satisfaction, Jiang Chan stretched out his arms and stretched out greatly on the bed.

Today is the day she starts school, and it has been five days since she returned from her mission. In the morning, the dean, Grandma Fan, gave her tuition fees and asked her to report to the school, and the dean was busy doing other things.

Today's barbecue stall is a business in the courtyard, and although it can bring the children down, everyone has put in a lot of effort. Dean Fan is even more so, she pounces on the barbecue stall almost all day long.

Jiang Chan didn't care, after the experience of two worlds, she was not a child who needed others to follow her everywhere. Besides, it's easier to do things by yourself.

Today's ginger cicada is still less than 1.5 meters tall, looking black and thin, and he has been smoky on the barbecue stall for several months during the summer vacation, so it's strange that he can be white.

The clothes she wears are also very simple, and they are all donated by caring people in the society. The top is a light-colored T-shirt, and the bottom is jeans, which looks very clean, but the floor is white.

From this outfit, it can be seen that Jiang Chan is a poor student, and the only thing that is different from others is Jiang Chan's temperament. Her temperament is very special, calm beyond her age.

I successfully signed up and received a new book, and there are a total of 20 classes in the first year of high school. The division of classes is also based on the results of the high school entrance examination. The first place goes to the first class, the second place goes to the second class, and so on.

Jiang Cicada is the last class of the crane, and it happens to be the last one. In this way, Jiang Chan's ranking when he entered the school was the twentieth from the bottom. Thinking of this ranking, Jiang Chan's face darkened, and he felt a deep sense of shame.

As a top student, the most unacceptable thing is that my grades are poor. Jiang Chan clenched her fists, it seemed that she was about to show her true strength.

The city is one of the best middle schools, and those who can come here are either powerful people in their families or excellent in character and learning. It can be said that a large number of officials and cadres can be smashed out when they turn their heads.

As a person who writes poverty on his face, Jiang Chan is undoubtedly very eye-catching. It's just that she is very alone, and after entering the class, she found the last row of window seats and sat down.

This side is the cleanest, no one sits here at all, and Jiang Chan is happy not to be disturbed. She flipped through the books she had borrowed from the city library and looked at them slowly, not forgetting to listen to her classmates in the future.

"Ah, you're in this class too, we're really fated to do so. ”

"Well, I didn't expect us to be in a class. ”

"Sun Xi is actually in the same class as us, he is the champion of this year's high school entrance examination!"

"Sun Xi is so handsome, his grades are good, and I heard that he also plays basketball very well. ”

"Xueba is different from civilians like us, my ranking in the class is only the thirtieth, and I am far from Sun Xi. ”

"You're still thirty, you're already in the middle, I'm only forty-five, okay, I feel like I'm really far away from Sun Xi. ”

The two girls sitting in front of Jiang Chan were, holding their faces and looking at the teenager in front of them. Jiang Chan was also curious about Sun Xi in their mouths, and looked up.

In front of her to the right is a boy in a white shirt, who is looking down at a book, looking white and refreshing. After glancing at it, Jiang Chan retracted his gaze carelessly and continued to look at the original document in his hand.

In the second world, Jiang Chan deeply felt his own shortcomings. Her English is not very good, and when she heard Lin Jinyu's fluent Oxford accent, Jiang Chan was envious.

Not to mention that Liang Chen can also speak English and German. The four languages of French and Italian, Jiang Chan is even more envious. It's just that she was very busy with her last mission, and she really couldn't spare time to study this.

Now in the real world, Jiang Chan thinks about learning more languages while he is young. What she is holding now is a very classic masterpiece "Scoop".

She borrowed it from the city library, and when she finished reading it, she returned it and borrowed something else. Now Jiang Chan's English is okay, after all, he has passed the fourth and sixth levels of college English, and there is no problem with daily communication.