That night, Carambola Creek did not leave the school, honestly studied at night, and honestly slept in the dormitory.

Early the next morning, the red list came out, and she was still the first in full score.

After reading the list and eating, Carambola Xi took a slip from the head teacher and left the school.

The new homeroom teacher's surname is Chen, who turned out to be the homeroom teacher of the third class, and he is also a very responsible and good teacher, but he usually doesn't smile and looks serious, but today, he has a very good attitude towards Carambola Creek, and even, looking at her gaze is still a little cautious.

It is estimated that Teacher Chen also saw the test results and thought that she was moderately depressed and could not be stimulated.

Carambola Creek couldn't help but want to laugh.

People like her, who have been in captivity for so many years and have not been depressed, will be depressed now?

It is more reliable to say that she is autistic than depressed.

"Peach Creek. ”

Outside the school, a car was parked.

Feng Wufeng Liu stood on the side of the car and waited.

"Fifth Brother Feng, why are you here too?"

"I'm going to pick you up just in time for something. Feng Wu opened the back door first, "Go home?"

"No, I want to go to the scrapyard first. Carambola Creek shook her head.

"Okay, I'll go with you. Feng Wu nodded and readily agreed.

"You're both here, what should you do in the store?" thought for a moment and sat down.

"It's closed. Feng Liu sat in the passenger seat and said.

"It's fine if you don't open for a day. Feng Wu bypassed the front of the car, sat in the driver's seat, and said with a smile, "You don't know my shop, books are secondary, antiquities are the main business, but in this business, it will not be open for three years, and it will be fine if it is closed for a few days." ”

"Just don't delay your business. Carambola Creek smiled.

She has nothing but gratitude to them.

Feng Wu suddenly appeared here today, and it is estimated that she was also brought by Mo Wenxiao, and what she said to Bai Yuan before she left was afraid that it would shock them.

In the past two days, schools in the two cities next door have also come to us, and they have signed contracts with more than a dozen schools, and their sales have doubled. ”

Feng Wu was talking about business while driving, and from time to time, he also observed Star Fruit Creek from the reversing mirror.

Carambola Creek saw it in his eyes, but pretended not to see it.

There's no way, Bai Yuan is a madman, she can only follow her own pace, and if she shows a flaw, she may have to trap herself, she can only lie to them.

The waste recycling station in Jingbai City is even larger than that in the county.

Carambola Creek didn't look for those tables this time.

Because, it is not easy to get back if you find it.

She focused on the books, and of course, secretly she was also interested in things that would increase her star power.

Feng Wufeng Liu accompanied him throughout the whole process, and he just went to buy something to eat nearby at noon.

At the end of the day, I found more than two dozen bundles of books, a delicately carved but black dressing box, a basket of inconspicuous porcelain and porcelain shards.

Of course, some other small parts she needed were quietly transferred to the 33rd floor.

She needed to put together a tape recorder to get the old lady's one back.

That one was modified by Zhu Yunde, and it is said that it can be used as a radio station.

"What are you buying all this for?" said the scrapyard administrator with a puzzled expression.

"I studied antiquities restoration, and I bought these to practice. "The reason given by Carambola Creek is very good.

"This major is unpopular enough. The scrapyard manager was even more surprised.

"Family heirloom, no way. Carambola Creek smiled and paid.

These things are not valuable, and the book is still weighed, and it doesn't cost much.

"If you need it, I'll keep it for you, there were many people who used to buy this as an antique, but I rejected it, it was all broken, and the antique was worthless. The scrapyard administrator's eyes lit up and he said.

"Okay, I'll come here every Tuesday. When Carambola Creek heard about the antiques, she was also very happy, and immediately explained her requirements, and then got in the car, "Fifth Brother Feng, find a newsstand and buy a newspaper." ”

She has been grinding until now, just waiting for today's evening newspaper.

。 Sogou