Chapter Eighty-Seven: Planning?
How can I walk by the river without getting my shoes wet.
When he was on Earth, Su Bai often had a sore throat. It's a pity that I have changed the world and changed my body, and even the familiar drugs are gone, and these experiences are outdated.
Raise your hand to rummage through a pile of medicines, dig out the instructions and read them one by one, after all, for the sake of health, no matter how troublesome it is, you can't be sloppy.
Su Bai first screened out a stack of symptomatic drugs, and the indications of each instruction included a similar word for "sore throat", and there was no prompt for "minors should use with caution".
Later, he searched the Internet with the keyword "what medicine to take for sore throat" and searched the list of recommended drugs.
The two lists intersect, and there are eleven drugs left.
Then, the difficulty of choosing is committed.
Throat clearing lozenges, throat clarification lozenges, throat lozenges...... Looking at the name, it seems to be quite right, and the appearance is also good.
"Then let's try them one by one. He finally decided: "It's just a medicine for the throat, and it won't be good if you eat too much." β
Su Bai checked the instructions and took the minimum dose of each.
But six or seven kinds of internal drugs and four or five lozenges combined, which is enough to grasp a handful.
He took a closer look at it and tasted it again, except that it tasted better than the sugar-coated floor, and it looked no different from the pills of the earth.
Su Bai is resistant to eating one seed after another.
After drinking the tablets and capsules, pouring hot water into the powder, and then stuffing several medicines into my mouth one by one, it was already half an hour after I had eaten it completely.
"Hey, hey, heyββγ β
Su Bai tried to speak again.
The lips and teeth opened, and a cool breath poured in, and the coolness extended in the throat and into the lungs. The cold feeling is like holding ice cubes, and it is like swallowing mint-flavored toothpaste raw, and the mouth is full of refreshment.
"Well, it finally doesn't hurt. β
Su Bai took a long breath of relief, patted his chest and lay on the sofa, burping with satisfaction.
"The body is the capital of the pit, it's not okay to be so weak. β
He shook his head and thought: "Take advantage of adolescence to lay a good foundation." β
Just do it, Su Bai took out a blank piece of paper and listed the plan.
"Starting tomorrow, get up at seven o'clock to practice first, take Xiaoxiaobai out for a morning run before eight o'clock, and have breakfast at about half past eight and then walk back, well, perfect to avoid the rush hour. β
"The summer festival has already begun, and maybe one day we will be able to use the assassination classroom, so we have to speed up the practice of simultaneous interpretation, and try to hold on to it for 15 minutes tomorrow. If you really can't do it, you can only write the manuscript in advance......"
When setting the alarm clock, he glanced at the calendar on his mobile phone by the way: tomorrow was the day when the "elopement" agreed with An Yunhe was published, and he got up and added another plan.
"During the run, find a newspaper truck along the way to buy a copy of Yangcheng Daily, and if you can also talk to the boss, it is beneficial to know about literature......
Su Bai set a few alarm clocks in his mobile phone to remind the time.
Although he was not sleepy, he forced himself to lie on the bed, close his eyes, and throw away his phone.
At first he was very awake, closed his eyes for a while and became a little sleepy, and after a while he fell asleep unconsciously.
"This body is quite obedient to commands, and it can sleep when it wants. β
In a daze, Su Bai thought in his heart.
As it turned out, overthinking.
Sleeping is not a simple thing, not only depends on whether you can fall asleep, but also depends on whether others want you to fall asleep.
At half past eleven in the evening, Su Bai had just entered a deep sleep when his mobile phone was ticking.
"Hey, Brother Su Bai. β
A timid voice came from the other end of the phone: "Brother Su Bai, I'm still a little scared of yesterday's story, and I still can't sleep, can you tell me something more." β
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The next morning, Su Bai was woken up by a knock on the door again.
The night before, he told Xiao Budian "Words in the World" for another night, and the two asked and answered on the phone, and they rubbed until the sky was bright before falling asleep.
Rubbing his eyes and rolling on the bed, Su Bai took out his mobile phone from the quilt roll and looked at the time.
"Huh, ten o'clock, so early?"
Su Bai rubbed his eyes to confirm that he was not mistaken, and immediately frowned.
"I didn't go to bed until four or five o'clock in the morning, and I came here so early. It's not good to be a little bit or a child is still growing up, and it's not okay to sleep so little. β
He grabbed his hair, sat up in his pajamas, and got up to open the door.
Xiao Budian stood at the door with his head down and a newspaper pinched, his hair was unkempt, his eyes were unfocused, and his figure was swaying.
"Brother Su Bai, morning, ha~"
Xiao Budian sighed as soon as he opened his mouth.
"It's early," Su Bai greeted her, "Why did you come so early, don't you sleep more?"
"I'm sorry, Brother Su Bai, I made you so early. β
Xiao Budian half complained and half explained: "This morning, my father woke me up before nine o'clock and said that I should send this newspaper over, saying that there was an article by Brother Su Bai on it. β
"I didn't dare tell my dad that I had been chatting last night, so I had to come. β
"Ha~ I'm so sleepy. β
Xiao Budian stuffed the newspaper into Su Bai's hand and walked in without changing his slippers.
She shook to the edge of the sofa, softened as soon as she touched the sofa, threw off her shoes and put away her feet, and lay on her side on the sofa.
"Brother Su Bai, I'll sleep here for a while, just leave me alone. β
She squinted her eyes and deliberately advised: "When you write an article, Brother Su Bai must remember to call me." β
A child is a child, close your eyes and fall asleep.
Su Bai was thinking about whether he should let Xiao Budian sleep in his bed or his parents' bed, and when he looked at it again, he saw that Xiao Budian had already made an even and subtle snoring sound.
"Forget it, it's all asleep or don't move. β
Su Bai took out a towel and put it on Xiao Budian, and turned up the temperature of the air conditioner.
Xiao Xiaobai slipped into this room at some point, jumped on the sofa and lay down beside Xiao Budian, his snow-white tail wagging above Xiao Budian's head.
"This cat master, turn his face and don't recognize the shovel officer. Su Bai couldn't help laughing.
He had a casual breakfast, and soon returned to the house, but fortunately he had arrived early, otherwise he would have had to sleep for another day. He pulled out a list of last night's plans and doubled them up.
The small point is not able to practice the voice, the morning jog has passed too many tourists to run, the newspaper has been delivered, there is no need to find a newspaper car - now the only thing that can be done is the simultaneous translation practice.
Su Bai leaned back in his chair and found the episode of the assassination of the classroom from the search engine.
"This is a classroom, on a lonely mountain, there is a sign at the door of the classroom, which reads 'Class E for three years'......"
Su Bai whispered, the pictures flashed in his mind, and the words flew with it.
The roll call of machine gun fire, the monster's discolored face and demonic laughter, looking up at the sky, you can see a round of missing moon......
Good stories are always like this, and you can't help but be immersed in them when you listen to them.
A good anchor is always like this, and when he talks about it, he forgets what is outside his body.
Although he didn't wake up, Su Bai felt that he was in a particularly good state today, and he spoke very smoothly, not only being able to narrate the scene in his mind, but also paying a little attention to the tone of the characters.
"Angry Road Huhuhu~"
The boy's throat rubbed the octopus-sensei's demonic laughter.
He was smiling heartily when another voice suddenly interjected behind him.
"Brother Su Bai, are you writing? Xiao Budian pouted sleepily, "What if you want to call me?"