The sorbet was as delicious as Sue and remembered.

The full fruit flavor is moderately sweet, not too frozen, and the texture is flexible, and the fruit is extraordinarily cool and smooth in the sorbet.

Su He's eyes narrowed so comfortably, and he didn't want to move lazily.

Cheng Wei knew at a glance that this person's laziness had been committed again, and he quickly got up and returned the bowl, and when he turned around, Su He had already taken out a thin shawl and a coat from his backpack.

"Cold?"

"Sleepy. Su He raised the coat and shawl in his hand and showed them to Cheng Wei, "Coat, shawl, which one do you want?"

"What?"

"Aren't you sleeping?"

“......”

"Squint after dinner, race over the living immortals, can't you sleep?"

People are "a cigarette after a meal, a race over the living immortals".

I thought so in my heart, but Cheng Wei's answer was firm and affirmative, "Sleep!"

Cheng Wei asked for the plaid shawl - a man wearing a girl's coat or something, it's too strange.

The two of them put Su He's big backpack in the middle, which was huge enough for each of them to lean on one end and use it as a pillow.

The weather was warm enough, and in the middle of September, the northern wind had not yet blown, and in the afternoon there was only a gentle breeze, swaying the thorny flower branches on the head, shaking down bursts of fine sweet floral fragrance and shallow coolness. The sun is shining and intimidating, but they are located in the shade of the prickly rose, with a soft light and quiet surroundings, just right for a nap.

Su He and Cheng Wei bumped their heads and lay on the big backpack.

"Their sorbet is delicious, isn't it?"

"Hmm...... Next time, let's come back to the Treasure Hall and eat again. ”

"Good. ”

"Which one do you prefer?"

"Loved both. ”

"Me too. ”

"Is your stomach okay? I have medicine in my bag. ”

“...... Sleep your sleep, robot cat!"

"Good. ”

“......”

The sleepiness came gently, and before I knew it, I fell asleep......

The two sleepy stars took a nap for half an hour, and in such a little time, Su He also had a dream, the content was a bit chaotic, there were Western demon kings, there were monks, she herself was a very handsome knight, but she was holding a Chinese-made silver gun to go around chivalrous and righteous. Later, I unfortunately drank the monster's potion and shrunk into a muzhi villain, and a rope made of spider silk leaped back and forth between the flower branches, and the kung fu was very good.

Cheng Wei didn't get much better, and still sank with her at the altitude - he also became a little man, and he also became the prince of the Thorn Rose Country, wearing a robe made of Thorn Rose petals, riding a beautiful white bird, very majestic.

However, in less than three seconds, he was taken by a mother who took a fancy to her beauty and plundered Prince Cheng to her cave mansion - yes, that's right, the style of this dream is very mixed and matched, and to put it bluntly, it is neither Chinese nor Western, neither native nor foreign.

Uncle Cheng, the king of the Thorn Rose Kingdom, was very angry when he heard that his beloved son had been robbed, and hurriedly issued a decree to summon all kinds of martial arts masters and adventurous knights to rescue Prince Cheng Wei. As long as the prince can be rescued, he can eat ten years of prickly rose nectar for nothing.

There must be a brave man under the heavy reward, and when Knight Su heard that he could eat for nothing for ten years without money, he immediately lifted his silver spear and relied on the spider flying rope all the way to the cave mansion where he knew the essence.

Before she could kick open the door of the cave, she smelled a tempting aroma of burnt, so much so that she forgot all about the prince, the king, and the essence of knowledge, and was so tempted by the fragrance that she rushed into the gate in spite of it.

Then she saw that Prince Cheng, who was supposed to be saved, was standing in front of a huge oil pot, and he fished out a golden and crispy Dazhi from the oil pot with a big fence bigger than himself.

I didn't pay attention to the sound of footsteps when I heard it, and I went directly to the big fence, and according to the body of the big knowledge, it was a click, a mouthful, and a mouthful.

This made Knight Su anxious, and he couldn't help shouting: Hero, leave a bite to taste!

But Prince Cheng was unmoved, and buried himself in munching...... So, Knight Su woke up in a hurry.

But the miraculous thing is that the tempting burnt smell is still not gone, and it still lingers on the tip of the nose.

"What the hell does it smell like?" Su He muttered to himself in a daze, his mind still not fully awakened from the dream.

"Who's supposed to be frying fish. Cheng Wei also woke up, although his eyes were still closed, but the affirmative tone and clear logic proved that he was much more awake than Su He at this time, the sleepy insect who was still in the dreaming realm. It turned out that this was the source of the burnt fragrance in the dream, no wonder I dreamed of the nectar of the thorn rose and the fried knowledge.

Su He thought a little suddenly, and a little regretfully, and muttered straight to his chest, "Why don't we eat fried fish at night." ”

As a pure carnivore, Cheng Wei voted in favor without hesitation, "I see it!"

"I added this item to the list for a while, so I don't have to forget it. Sue He lazily lay on his backpack and didn't want to move.

Cheng Wei, a cleanliness addict, has already begun to clean up the thorn rose petals that fell from his head and body - a few of the thorn roses that they had bloomed well before going to bed had quietly withered in their sleep, and the petals fell directly on the two of them.

After cleaning up the petals on her body, Cheng Wei looked at Su, who was lazy with petals on her head, and her obsessive-compulsive disorder was about to attack, urging her to quickly clear the petals on her head.

Su He said that she didn't want to move, and the fresh prickly rose petals still had a little fragrance, it was very good-looking, it smelled very romantic, why bother with that effort.

Cheng Wei wanted to use this product as a rag and shake it off well.

In order to dispel the lingering drowsiness, and to fight against the aroma that can only be smelled and eaten, Su He finally went to the shop to buy two cups of iced honey black tea to drink.

This honey black tea is also produced by the shop. The price is surprisingly cheap, and the big bowl of tea on the street has long disappeared in recent years, who would have thought that this kind of inexpensive tea could be hidden deep in such a residential area, and it can still be marketed.

Waking up from a nap and having a big bowl of tea with ice cold is extremely refreshing, and even the cost performance is so refreshing.

Su He turned his head to admire the thorn roses in the flower bed while moistening his tea. Since she started to be a "flower slave", she now unconsciously glances at flowers and plants.

After a closer look, she found that there was only one thorn rose that filled this not small flower bed, instead of many plants that Su He had originally thought, and this discovery surprised her, this flower was really a little spectacular when it grew like this.

Su He told her friend Cheng Wei about this discovery.

Cheng Wei also felt surprised, and bent over with her, carefully avoiding the spikes on the branches and checking the thick roots hidden under the dense branches and leaves.

After reading the flowers, drinking tea, and returning the cups, Su He and Cheng Wei packed up their things and bought their homemade pickles, spontaneous farmhouse sauce, and handmade cakes sold on behalf of the commissary. When he was collecting things in the basket, Su He suddenly pointed to Cheng Wei's neck and said, "Eh, why does it seem that there is a worm?

Cheng Wei, a cleanliness addict, immediately jumped up and shook his collar, clothes, and hair around his neck, and asked Su He urgently while slapping his clothes and burning his buttocks, "Where is it? Is there any?" Just when he wanted to simply take off his clothes, he inadvertently skimmed Su He's smiling expression, and realized that there were never any bugs, this was simply a boring prank of some stinky girl.

After the epiphany, Cheng Wei was so angry that he didn't pay attention to Su He for a long time, even if a boring person apologized and flirted with suspicion, he didn't move his eyelids, and when it was almost dinner, he finally gave her a word, he was hungry, fry the fish!

Su He once again confirmed that Cheng Jie's stomach pouch was indeed connected to the cosmic black hole.

"The way to write an observation diary is the above points, in fact, it is very simple, you just need to grasp the ......"

This is a composition lesson, and the Chinese teacher is in front of the blackboard with a kind of repulsive momentum, sometimes tapping the board book on the blackboard with his knuckles, and sometimes making powerful gestures to strengthen his tone.

Within a few days of the start of school, the classroom discipline of each class in the first grade was already public - the second class of the year was the worst!

Slip the number, talk, make small movements...... There are no major problems, but there are many small problems.

Although the school has just started, the teachers of each subject seem to have become accustomed to this situation, and they are also turning a blind eye to this state in the second class.

However, in this composition class, the classroom discipline of the second class is not bad, at least no one whispers below, and the classroom is quiet, only echoing the loud and powerful voice of the Chinese teacher.

It's not that the Chinese teacher makes the course particularly attractive, or that the students in the second class give the Chinese teacher a special face, but that this class is the first class in the afternoon, and it is another composition class that seems boring to many students. It's easy to get sleepy after eating, the warm autumn sun is shining, the wind is blowing, and there is dry content hypnosis, most people are a little drowsy, and the mental head is used to fight against sleepy insects, and there is no extra energy for tossing, so classroom discipline is also a rare high quality.

As the Chinese teacher was talking, a series of discordant interferences suddenly came from the back of the classroom. At first, the voice was still low, the Chinese teacher spoke up, did not pay attention for a while, and then gradually raised so that people could not ignore, and the voice was also quite rhythmic and rhythmic, with prioritization, ups and downs, and occasionally a few teeth grinding sounds, which not only attracted the attention of the teacher, but also attracted the attention of the students.

At this point, the class was forced to be interrupted, and the Chinese teacher found the source of the sound with a sweep of his eyes, took a new piece of chalk from the chalk box and held it in his hand, neatly and accurately, as if he had measured it with a ruler, pinched it at exactly one-third of the position of a piece of chalk, and then pinched it in his finger and threw it slowly according to the source of the snoring sound.

It has been less than a month since the official start of school, but among the first-grade students, there has been a general evaluation of the teachers, among which "Mr. Liu's legs, Mr. Li's mouth, and Mr. Xiao's hands" are called the three uniques among the first-grade teachers.

The so-called "Teacher Liu's legs" is talking about Liu Tianning, who teaches English, and is also the head teacher of the second class, although it seems that the walking speed is not fast, slow, but as soon as the class leaves the classroom door, it basically disappears without a trace, which is very magical, just like the legendary light master, in an instant, the leg work is good.