Chapter 648: Soup Song
"Yes, when?" Jiang Chan agreed, she was a little bored when she always stayed in the classroom, she hadn't seen the competition class in the first and second years of high school, who made her almost all the competition experience?
"It's best to study at night," Lao Jiang said and frowned: "I guess the sharing experience is fake, I want you to give them a lecture is true, you have to pay attention to the little cicada, don't be fooled by those teachers." ”
"That's not good, the cicada belongs to all of us, and we also need the cicada to give us a lecture at night. ”
I don't know when Chen Wei, who touched it, suddenly came out, Lao Jiang glared, and wanted to scold Chen Wei ran away and held back his words.
"Then let's go to the evening self-study next Monday, and I don't go to the evening self-study on Saturday, I want to rest. ”
After calculating the time, Jiang Chan set next week.
"Okay, I'll talk to the teachers. Lao Jiang nodded, his eyes swept over Jiang Chan, and he suddenly frowned: "Usually eat more, look at the appearance of your bean sprouts, be careful to become a little dwarf in the future." ”
Jiang Chan was helpless: "Teacher, I'm growing my body, I'm already one meter six, I'm not a dwarf, and I will grow again in the future." ”
"You are seventeen years old, only one meter six, how tall can you grow in the future?" Lao Jiang glared: "Eat more calcium tablets and exercise more." ”
"Got it, teacher, I didn't have anything to do in first. Jiang Chan smiled, knowing that Lao Jiang was cold-faced and hot-hearted and cared about her. Although the words are not good, they are bean sprouts and dwarfs.
In fact, she is only fifteen years old, and it is already enough to grow to 1.6 meters at the age of fifteen. There is still a lot of room for her growth in the future, and she doesn't ask for anything else, at least 1.7 meters, right?
Thinking about this, Jiang Chan slowly walked back to the classroom, and was surrounded by everyone as soon as he entered the classroom.
"Little Cicada, are you going to give a lesson to the students of the competition class? Don't, can you bear to abandon us?"
"We're comrades-in-arms in the same class, you can't be like this, little cicada. ”
"That's it, the four classes of the competition class have their own teachers, you can't be busy, Xiaocicada, otherwise it's too hard, and the third year of high school is already very hard. ”
"The study of the third year of high school is not hard for the little cicada, the hard work is to go to the competition class, the competition, in order to compete, I was the head of the cantilever, the morning is earlier than the chicken, and the sleep is later than the dog. ”
"It's not as exaggerated as you say, just share the experience, a week at most. Jiang Chan smiled: "The teacher in the competition class is so powerful, why can't it be my turn to give them a lecture." ”
She just won a gold medal, and her classmates really thought she was omnipotent? In fact, she has not even won a professor in all these years to do tasks, which is a pity to think about.
"No matter what, if Xiao Cicada goes to the competition class to share her experience, we will send her over on time, and then pick her up on time, so as not to be snatched away by others. ”
The representative of the Chinese class clenched his fist: "The little cicada belongs to our class!"
"Yes, this proposal is good, see if they dare to compete with us!"
Jiang Chan couldn't cry or laugh: "Okay, you can do it if you want." ”
She just thought she was a few more bodyguards, and in fact it didn't affect her at all. If she is not happy to compete in the class, can others force her to fail?
The matter of the competition class was put aside, and Jiang Chan carried Momo into the bedroom. There is no evening self-study at night, she can relax and sleep well, during this time of hard work, she desperately needs to recuperate.
Mo Mo was lying on the pillow of the ginger cicada, accompanied by the dense breathing of the ginger cicada, and he also slept very fragrantly.
In the early morning, Jiang Chan opened her eyes on time, and the night's rest made her refreshed. Hearing Jiang Chan's movements, Mo Mo opened his eyes and leaned back against Jiang Chan's pillow, his head touching Jiang Chan's cheek.
Jiang Chan got up lightly, Mo Mo glanced at it, and continued to sleep. My sister is going to wash up the exercise.,Meow can also sleep again.,When Meow wakes up.,The delicious food will be brought back by my sister.。
In fact, Jiang Chan ran two laps in the playground and met Lao Shi who was exercising in the morning.
"Little Cicada, you have a rest this afternoon and go home for dinner at noon," Lao Shi ran beside Jiang Cicada, the cold wind was blowing, his face was not red or panting, and his physical fitness was very good.
"Teacher, I don't have a good mouth today, I have a patient on hand, and the situation is still quite serious," Jiang Chan smiled: "You help me convey to my wife, let her stop worrying, she should rest more and take care of her spirits." ”
"Your wife is a person who can't be idle," Lao Shi laughed: "I don't have time to go to eat?" What kind of patient is he in such a hurry?"
"It's hard to say, he's really serious, and his assistant will pick me up at the school gate at noon. Teacher, I'm really sorry that I don't have a good mouth today. ”
"Okay, then I won't force you, you little girl yourself have to pay attention, and you have to be more attentive to treating people. Lao Shi touched his head and told Jiang Chan that now there are endless medical troubles, Jiang Chan is still a little girl, and she really needs to have more snacks.
"I know, thank you for your concern. ”
"By the way, after you went back on Friday, my little round pestered us to ask us to buy him books on traditional Chinese medicine, and he pulled me to teach him to read last night, but it was a lot of toss. ”
"Then teacher, what books did you buy?" Jiang Chan became curious, but he didn't expect that Yuanyuan's three-year-old child was so determined, but he didn't know if it was three minutes of heat or really love.
"Soup songs, Jin Kui Yaolu, the Yellow Emperor's Neijing, typhoid fever and miscellaneous diseases, Compendium of Materia Medica, etc. Lao Shi shrugged: "At present, we are teaching him to memorize the soup song first, and besides, he still can't read and write." ”
Jiang Chan smiled: "There are a total of 320 soup songs, if Yuanyuan can memorize them within three months, I can take him to see Zheng Lao." ”
"320 songs, which means that I have to memorize nearly 100 songs a month, and it is like three to four songs a day. Lao Shi puffed out his eyes: "Okay, I don't know if this kid can stick to the ground." ”
"It's better for us to work harder, to teach him to memorize and read. Lao Shi sighed as he spoke, not knowing if this kid would be frightened.
"I think Yuanyuan still has a lot of potential in Chinese medicine, that is, it depends on himself, whether he really likes it or is just a momentary curiosity. Jiang Chan said very objectively: "No matter how high the talent is, if he doesn't like it, he won't really calm down and learn." ”
"Traditional Chinese medicine itself is broad and profound, and if you want to get started, you must first familiarize yourself with these introductory classics, which will inevitably be boring, and many adults may not have the patience to stick to it. ”