Hearing this, Zhong Ling glanced at him and said in a deep voice, "Don't scream." ”

She said and stuffed the money into Jiang Xiaohui's arms, turned around and left, as for the words he said that he wanted to follow her, he didn't hear it.

She stopped the car and planned to go straight home.

As soon as I got into the car, my mobile phone buzzed twice in my pocket, and I took it out and took a look, it was a message from Secretary Song.

[Miss Zhong, you can't go to work for a while, Mr. Lu asked me to enroll you in an adult college. 】

Then followed by the address of the school, as well as various registration materials, [the day after tomorrow, you remember to report].

【……】

Zhong Ling looked back and forth several times to confirm that it was correct, and what he did say was that Lu Zhan asked her to go to school.

She opened the dialog box of Lu Zhan and sent three question marks over, mainly because she was too surprised and didn't know how to speak, but she believed that Lu Zhan should know the meaning of the question mark.

After a while, the road battle replied, "If you are stupid, you should read more".

Zhong Ling, [......]

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Zhong Ling didn't know until she got there that Secretary Song enrolled her in a history major.

She immediately wanted to make a phone call and ask him what he thought at the time? Apply for a history major? Should you apply for some kind of bodyguard self-cultivation, or some kind of martial arts training?

After thinking about it, forget it, just mix up knowledge or pass the time, maybe you won't use it one day.

After she made the arrangements, she sent a message to Lu Zhan, just a simple OK gesture.

Lu Zhan replied casually, [hmm].

Then from that day on, Zhong Ling lived a 9-to-3 life, three classes a day, lunch at school, and one day out.

The days flew by, and it was the end of August in a blink of an eye, and Zhong Ling's arm was almost good, but he couldn't make any big moves yet.

At the same time, it also ushered in her first test after entering an adult university.

It's to see what level of foundation everyone has, so that they can be divided again.

Zhong Ling has always been very self-aware.

She thinks that she may not be so good except for her understanding of punches and kicks.

Therefore, I am more open to the bottom test, just do my best, and the scores cannot be forced.

In addition, she has recently been injured and her hands are not very flexible, so even if she does not do well in the exam, there is nothing wrong with it.

Although I have done all kinds of psychological construction, I am still a little ashamed when I see that I have three courses and two or thirty points.

Anyway, I spent money to study, this score is really ugly, right?

But the embarrassment was only for a while, and after class, she forgot about the test scores.

As a result, Lu Zhan knew about her exam, and sent a message to ask her, [How is the exam?].

Zhong Ling glanced at the score, polished the wording in his heart, and replied, "Not ideal".

Lu Zhan also knew that Zhong Ling might not be the material for learning, so naturally he didn't have much hope, just chatted casually, [How much is not ideal?]

He took a sip of tea, not expecting Zhong Ling to be embarrassed to say it.

Zhong Ling hesitated for a long time, and found the highest point to go back, [Twenty-six]

Lu Zhan's saliva was swallowed in his mouth for a long time, and it took him a long time to react, and the twenty-six she said was a score.

Suddenly, there was a whining in front of the Tianling cover, [Give the dog a bone, the dog is better than you].

Zhong Ling: [......]