Chapter 213: Back to School
> at this moment, Han Dong finally experienced the expression that Zhang Hao often sent to himself-the kitten was so frightened that the dried fish fell to the ground.
Walking in the air, can you also count steps?
Is the WeChat movement so advanced?
Think about it.
The number of steps is calculated according to the frequency of movement, and the master walks in the air, and it is estimated that the shocks are extremely frequent, and the mobile phone is like a ball that shakes endlessly.
"Whew. β
Han Dong wiped his head.
He glanced at Ning Moli's pitch-black mobile phone, briefly explained how to turn off the function of WeChat sports, and then continued to drive.
Buzzing.
The car sped off.
Han Dong thought for a while, and suddenly became a little curious: "Master, what kind of mobile phone do you use? With more than one million exercise steps, the mobile phone has not been shaken apart?"
Normal mobile phones are all plastic shells.
As for the internal electronic motherboard, it is even more fragile, and the phone can be broken if it falls to the ground, not to mention the strong vibration when stepping into the air.
And.
With Ning Moli's temperament, it is impossible to protect the mobile phone.
He was curious about what kind of mobile phone could withstand such rough treatment...... Ning Moli gently pulled the screen twice, and said quietly: "Meizu." β
"Foreign brands?" said Han Dong in surprise.
"Huaguo's own brand. Ning Moli raised his drooping eyelids and chuckled: "The quality of Meizu mobile phones is very good, I recommend it to you for the teacher, remember to buy Meizu in the future." β
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Han Dong looked straight ahead, his face stiffened.
How did he think that Shizun's condition was a bit serious...... Promoting mobile phone brands is completely inconsistent with Ning Moli's character.
But.
The master's way of thinking is extremely strange, and it is not strange.
Syllable.
Ning Moli slapped his right palm on the car window, the glass was faintly cracked, and he sighed lightly: "This mobile phone has good drop resistance." A mobile phone can be used for more than a week for teachers!"
"Aren't you going to buy one?"
Hearing this, the corners of Han Dong's eyes jumped.
Hehe.
Are you the world's top sales guru? Do you recommend things that are of good quality? Why should you use them yourself? To tell you the truth, it is absolutely impossible...... No, you don't.
"The master is reasonable. β
Han Dong turned the steering wheel to the left, nodding his head while speaking righteously.
"Yes. β
Ning Moli drew a kind smile from the corner of his mouth and withdrew his palm.
Click.
There seemed to be a crisp and light sound, echoing in the car.
Han Dong glanced at the window on the right, his face darkened...... God, what are those three brand new cracks?
This moment.
Han Dong thinks.
Apprenticeship with Ning Moli is probably the most unexpected thing in this life.
But there is also a sense of luck, if it weren't for Ning Moli, whether he could become a world is still two words, let alone have today's force.
"Now I will go back to Suhe first, and then go back to Jiangnan City. β
"The gentle back in the memory of the previous life, every time I recall, it is like a colorful beauty, filling my heart. β
Thinking like this, Han Dong tightened his grip on the steering wheel.
Even if you think this is your real life, there are some things that you can't escape. There must be no further delay in this matter, and the most important point in the memory of the past life must be clarified as soon as possible.
Hey?
Wait a minute!
His pupils constricted suddenly: "What's her name...... I can't even remember her name...... Two words, I remember only two words. β
But the problem is.
There are only two words, how to find them?
Han Dong frowned slightly, but thinking that Shizun was still by his side, he simply suppressed his doubts in his heart for the time being, and recalled them carefully when he returned to school.
Buzzing.
The car continued moving.
Ning Moli's face returned to indifference, glanced at Han Dong with a little doubt, pondered for a moment, and said lightly: "Qingshan Sect is the name of our sect. β
"Yes. β
Han Dong hurriedly claimed yes.
Hum.
Ning Moli snorted in a low voice, his eyes were as deep as a dead and silent lake: "The green mountains can't cover it, after all, it flows eastward." β
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The next morning.
A silver-gray car drove into Jiangnan University, slowly passed the twisted road in the school, and stopped steadily on the side of the green road closer to the dormitory building.
Boom.
Han Dong wore a new light blue short-sleeved shirt and closed the car door.
As the door closed, the body of the car trembled, followed by a clear and crisp sound, which made Han Dong stunned in place.
Cracked glass?
He walked to the right and looked at the window.
"Shizun definitely did it on purpose. β
"The master who walks in the air can't control his strength, unless he is emotionally unstable...... When I replied that Chu Daye was killed, Shizun noticed it?" Han Dong thought for a while and frowned secretly.
After a moment of silence, he simply stopped thinking about it.
Anyway, with normal people's thinking, they can't understand Shizun's Qingqi thoughts.
"Whew. β
He stretched and glanced around.
The trees on both sides are no longer verdant, with a slight sense of gloom, and the common birds in summer are extremely rare, like a late autumn scene, giving people a sense of loneliness.
"The air seems to be cleaner than when school started. β
I thought about it for a while.
Han Dong looked at the students on the road.
Students come and go, or hang their heads to look at the screen of their mobile phones, or hold books at a faster pace, or play and laugh with each other, just like a leisurely campus scene.
Relaxed, laid-back.
This is a very different style from the world of martial arts.
In the process of contact with demons and monsters, killing the enemy is the only purpose, and the thinking is tense and there can be no slackness.
Even if the force is strong now, Han Dong is not slacking off.
Because compared to the terrifying abilities of demons and monsters, their intelligence is the most terrifying thing!
Suddenly.
The phone vibrated twice, intending to think.
Han Dong let out a sigh, looked at the door of the dark cafeteria, turned around and walked back to the dormitory, and took out his mobile phone by the way.
This is a QQ message from Zhang Hao: "What are you doing?" β
"Just went back to school hungry. β
Han Dong typed back, feeling inexplicably better.
If you are a stranger in this school, I am afraid that you will not be able to realize the sense of leisure, only feel lonely.
Hungry?
Zhang hazy curled up in the hot quilt and turned over: "This girl invites you to dinner." β
She pursed the corners of her lips and gently blew away a trace of jet-black hair on the screen, her eyes flashing with a small expectation.
Two or three seconds passed.
Han Dong replied with a black and white cat gaze: "Haha, I'll think about it." β
Also to consider?
Aren't you hungry...... Zhang replied angrily: "Then you think about it slowly, it will be too late in a while." β
Han Dong was puzzled: "What?"
"Today, Friday, there is no class in the afternoon. I'm going to see my grandparents, I haven't been there for a long time, and the last time was at the end of the college entrance examination. Zhang Hao pulled his over-the-shoulder hair twice and sighed.
"Sometimes it's a shame to think about it. β
"My grandfather wanted me to go to high school with him, but my father was in Suhe City, and finally applied for the experimental middle school in Suhe City. Every time I went to see my grandfather, he complained about me. β
The girl didn't edit the text, the voice she sent.
The voice seemed to have the coquettishness of just getting up, as well as the lazy charm, Han Dong listened to it twice, and the corners of his mouth outlined a smile.
Wait, no hurry.
When it comes to finding out the memories of the past life, it is the time to face this life calmly.
Waiting to type a replyββ
"Han Dong?"
With the sound of greeting, a boy with a fair face, clapping a basketball in his hand, smiled at Han Dong.
Han Dong looked up: "Squad leader, are you going to play basketball?"
This boy in a long-sleeved tracksuit is the class leader of the third class of accounting. Although he usually boasts, he is extremely eloquent, and he organized the last autumn outing.
Bang bang.
The squad leader slapped the basketball twice, and hehele said, "Yes, not together?"
"No, I don't usually play much. Han Dong waved his hand and said with a smile: "In such a cold weather, you don't wear much, be careful of catching a cold." β
As soon as the words came out.
The squad leader's face became wonderful.
He swallowed, glanced at Han Dong's short-sleeved cuffs, and said, "Thank you for the reminder." Actually, I wear a lot of them, and there are thermal underwear inside, with hair. β
Somehow.
Facing Han Dong at close range, there seems to be a faint and indescribable oppression, as if a small animal is facing a tiger in the mountains and forests.
"That's right. β
The squad leader hugged the constantly bouncing basketball and said, "Recently, the class is going to evaluate the bursary, are you interested, and I will help you apply?"
Grants?
There is a difference between grants and scholarships, right?
Stunned for a moment, Han Dong frowned and said, "Poverty grant?
"Well, the scholarship is more difficult, but the bursary is a class evaluation, which is much simpler, about 6,000 Chinese dollars. The squad leader leaned closer: "There are ten places in our class, and there may be a competition speech next week." β
"You don't have to give a speech. β
The tone is smiling, because the squad leader can decide where the quota belongs.
Han Dong glanced at the class leader, shook his head and smiled, "No, I don't need a bursary." β
Anyway.
He said a few words casually and walked back to the dormitory.
Obviously, bursaries have become a common practice and have lost their original meaning.
It's like the student union of Jiangnan University.
Institutions that are supposed to serve students have become symbols of the power of the university, and the fundamental reason is that the university student union is accountable to the top, not to the bottom.
"Hmm. β
"I remember that Lin Zekai seemed to have joined the student union. Han Dong thought as he walked into the boys' dormitory.
Here and now.
The first person in the world who swept the battle of the Eyeliers Ranking was almost no different from other students who came in and out, just like a normal school student.
But except for a little, light blue short sleeves!
"Young man, aren't you afraid of catching a cold? The dormitory aunt who cleaned the corridor kindly reminded her.
"En. β
Han Dong smiled back, silent.
With the strength of today's martial arts realm, a little luck can tear the placket. If you put on a down jacket, I'm afraid you will make the goose feathers fly.
Smack.
Smack.
He walked up the stairs and walked briskly back to the fifth floor.
took out the key to open the door of the independent bedroom, Han Dong was a little emotional, and after savoring it, he actually felt familiar with going home.
After a while.
Han Dong cleaned up the bedroom and was about to practice martial arts.
"Not true. β
"I almost forgot to reply to Zhang Hao. He shook his head and sent a QQ message: "I invite you to eat in the cafeteria, how about kelp pork ribs barrel rice." β
Zhang Hao replied in seconds: "Wow, I feel that you love to eat kelp pork ribs." β
Hey.
Han Dongle said: "When I was in my third year of high school, I had to drink a bowl of kelp pork rib soup every day. β
Seaweed pork rib soup is too significant to be measured by ordinary dishes, it is a symbol of high school and a taste that I have in mind...... Yes, kombu pork rib soup symbolizes the taste of reunion and happiness.
Can't forget.
The taste of home can not be forgotten.
He continued typing: "Have you ever drunk kelp pork rib soup, it's very fragrant and fragrant." β
"No, yes. β
Zhang Hazy rubbed his chin and thought for a moment.
She posted a picture of a cat staring at her black eyes: "However, when I was in the third year of junior high school in Linhe City, my grandfather used to make me seaweed egg drop soup. β
Hey?
Han Dong was about to reply, but he was stunned.
He stared at the message on the screen, pondered for a long time, and finally recalled a crucial piece of information...... She couldn't remember well in her previous life, but she was admitted to Jiangnan University in Linhe City!