"I said that you are good-looking, is this wrong?" Jiang Pengji raised her eyebrows and said in a natural tone, "You are good-looking and complimentary, this is something to be proud of, which shows that your appearance level is much higher than that of ordinary people." Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ”

Xu Ke couldn't swallow it in one breath, couldn't spit it out, and his originally fair face was stunned and held back the purple pork liver.

Where was the compliment she just now, it was clearly a flirtation, okay?

"If you are free one day, I will take you to Langlang Lane to open your eyes, lest you say that I deliberately ridicule you. ”

She's been wronged.

Xu Ke: "......"

Jiang Pengji said again, "But according to your appearance, when you go to Langlang Lane, I don't know if you are playing with them or if they are playing with you." ”

Xu Ke: "......"

Can you stop talking about Langlang Lane, there will be a psychological shadow!

[Aunt Cooking in the Canteen]: It must be those bewitching sluts who play Xu Ke's youth, and they will suffer a lot if they go

Although the style of the audience in the live broadcast room is a little strange, their aesthetics are still normal, and they all feel that if Xu Ke goes to Langlang Lane to play, he will definitely be the one who suffers. Thinking that the innocent-looking young Xu Ke entered a group of bewitching sluts, and was turned over and over by their sauce, he burst into tears, pitiful, and suddenly, the wolf howls in the live broadcast room were endless.

[Xiyan]: Is this the rhythm of the anchor deciding to go to the Qinglou for a walk? When you want to broadcast live, you must notify ahahahah-

Jiang Pengji agreed, but she never thought that she would go to Langlang Lane under such circumstances.

"It's just a little twisted to the ankle, and it will be fine for two days with some medicine. ”

She is not a doctor, but she herself has been injured twice in three days, internal and external injuries are continuous, and after a long time, she can be regarded as a doctor for a long time, not to mention that there are some compulsory first aid courses in the military academy course, Jiang Pengji has learned a little, and it is no problem to deal with this kind of small injury.

"Lang Jun still understands medicine?"

Xu Ke's mood calmed down a lot, and his heart once again refreshed Jiang Pengji's impression.

What is tall, what is magnificent, what is wise, all of them are blind and wrong before!

I hate that I was blind at the beginning, why do I think that this Lang Jun in front of me has the appearance of a master?

Jiang Pengji lied without blinking, "My mother lingers on the sickbed all the year round, how can she be at ease for the son of man? Speaking of which, I do think of a serious matter. ”

Xu Ke is a very serious teenager, and when it comes to business, his attention does not shift freely.

"What?"

"I watched the training today, and these people will suffer, and the training has not cut corners, nor has it been slippery. It's just that the force is too strong, if you don't relax well, and your spirit is tired, I'm afraid you won't even be able to get up tomorrow, let alone train. ”

Jiang Pengji couldn't help but think of the first days of her last life in a low-level military school, tired but very fulfilling.

After training, she has a special muscle soothing nutrient solution, which can relieve the fatigue of training and ensure the training state.

However, the medical technology in this era is so backward, and the nutrient solution can't be counted on, and she can't use it herself, so she can only replace it with another method, and it must be more in line with this era, not too terrifying.

Xu Ke recalled the training of those people, after a day of tossing, he was indeed so tired that he was going to fall apart, and when he opened a big pot of rice, one by one he was like a hungry wolf pounced on food, grabbing food faster than anyone else, for fear that he would not be able to eat if he was one step slower, and the physical energy consumed by training was indeed terrifying.

"Lang Jun has a way to deal with it?"

Jiang Pengji said, "Naturally, there is, I'll go back and draw a picture for you, you can do it according to the above." ”

The method she said was the most basic massage, and those superficial techniques were almost every student who went to military school.

The low-level military academy is very ordinary, and most of the students who go to school here are also ordinary people, not everyone can have the luxury of using nutrient solution to relieve the pressure of training, if it weren't for Jiang Pengji's natural strong numerical value and high potential, he was designated as a key training object, and it is estimated that he would not have that blessing.

Of course, if you want to maximize the benefits, it is best to use mental power to condense your fingertips to stimulate the body's muscle activity.

It's just that spiritual power is a bit mysterious, and if you say it, you may be mistaken for a fallacy to confuse the public.

Jiang Pengji spent a little time drawing a few sketchy pictures, accompanied by text explanations, to ensure that Xu Ke could understand it.

Xu Ke took the picture, looked up and down, his face softened slightly, and said, "Lang Jun has a heart." ”

Well, looking at it this way, Lang Jun is still quite reliable.

When Jiang Pengji painted, some viewers had more eyes and used the mobile phone or computer video screenshot function to write it down.

Prepare to take a shower at night and try it out to see how it goes.

Because of Jiang Pengji's arrangement, Xu Ke lived in the farm at the beginning of the training, and he didn't have to go back to Liufu at night, if he needed any books to borrow, he could go back to borrow them. In general, except for Lang Jun's occasional unreliability, Liufu's treatment is still very good.

Trying to use her strength, she found that her sprained foot no longer felt any pain, so Xu Ke got up and sent her home.

Before leaving, Jiang Peng stopped and looked at Xu Ke, seeing that Xu Ke was in a cold sweat on his back.

"Lang Jun?"

"Remember one thing, you are my scholar now. ”

Jiang Pengji said inexplicably, "Forget it today, starting tomorrow, remember this sentence firmly." ”

Xu Ke's eyes first showed a suspicious look, and then suddenly understood, his face was slightly pale.

"Don't be so afraid, just tell him what you have to say, he won't not understand. ”

Jiang Pengji hooked her lips, slapped the sandalwood fan in her hand in her palm, and closed it with a bang.

That night, Xu Ke smiled bitterly at the pen and ink on the long case.

After thinking for a while, he picked up the pen and landed on the paved bamboo paper.

As a scholar of Liufu Erlangjun, in addition to the silver money he can receive every month, he also has a fixed amount of pen and ink and some bamboo paper.

"Immortals fight, mortals suffer. Separated between the father and son, they are not human inside and outside, but Lang Jun is also right......"

Rather than suffering from both sides, it is better to stand firmly on one side of the other.

After Xu Ke finished writing, he put down the pen, put the bamboo paper on the candle flame and baked it gently, and waited for the ink to dry, then it rolled into a roll, walked to the porch and beckoned to the sky, and soon a snow-white pigeon fluttered its wings and landed on his arm, and the bird's claws were tied with a small bamboo tube.

The carrier pigeon passed the book, from the hinterland of the Central Plains to Dongqing.

After several years of development, here in Dongqing, as long as the family has a solid background, they will raise and train a few to pass on the message.

Goo Goo –

Liu She heard the call of the white pigeon, got up and picked up the carrier pigeon squatting under the porch, took out the bamboo paper in the letterbox, and read it in ten lines at a glance.

For a long time, he smiled dumbly.

"This girl—" (To be continued.) )