Returning from Professor Gro's house, Ning Hua collapsed on the sofa for a while, and pulled out Kingsland's phone to call, but unfortunately Kingsland was busy with her "clothing store" business, and weekends were busy times, so she asked Ning Hua to play by herself. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Ning Hua only has one friend, Kingsland, and she can't play with herself, so she can only stay at home and study.

Studying at school, studying after school, and studying on weekends, I didn't expect that God would be so hard and serious, Ning Hua sighed, Daddy will definitely not be able to believe it, after all, his schoolwork was able to exceed the quota back then, because there was a "radish" of Prince Jiang fishing in front of her, now, so hard, for what? Ning Hua didn't know what it was for, since he didn't know, he just worked hard.

Casual effort means that you don't work hard when you don't have to, like now, it's good to play with kitchen robots for a while.

At night, Ning Hua dreamed of the crown prince, and she dreamed that the prince Jiang said to her: "Ning Hua, I miss you very much, come back quickly." In the dream, Zi Jiang's face was so clear, so clear that she could clearly see the sadness on his face, and... Miss.

After waking up, Ning Hua sighed, it was really a dream, otherwise how could Zi Jiang think about himself. If he was willing to miss himself, he would not have avoided her for more than 10,000 years, and would rather go through the calamity with her than marry her.

Alas... But I really miss you a little, Ning Hua said in her heart. She raised her hand and stroked it, as if this small piece of nothingness in front of her was Zi Jiang's face with longing in her dreams.

Today is Sunday, because of the dream of Zi Jiang, Ning Hua especially wants to talk to someone. Ning Hua wanted to call Kingsland again, but she knew that Kingsland would definitely let her play by herself. Ning Hua opened the address book to find someone to chat with, Joyce had already returned to the city that never sleeps, Ning Hua called him to say hello, Joyce seemed to be busy, and hung up after a few words in a hurry.

The small apartment was silent for a while, Ning Hua didn't even have friends to chat with, and he was bored for a while, and he couldn't help but feel lonely. However, the most accustomed thing to the gods is probably loneliness, more than 20,000 years, in addition to getting along with the family, chasing the prince Jiang, most of the time is lonely and desolate, when he was a child, he was accompanied by his father to read books and practice swords, and when he grew up, he was accompanied only by divine beasts and sake. Thinking of the divine beasts he had raised on the Crutch Mountain, Ning Hua felt a burst of longing.

Ning Hua's thoughts about Zijiang are very different from the divine beasts that miss her, she has never really owned Zijiang, so for her, Zijiang is a light that can't catch up, dazzling to see, but there is not much warmth in her heart. Thinking of Zi Jiang, Ning Hua sighed again in his heart, I don't know if Zi Jiang is also in a corner of this world, if he is there, he must also be a dazzling existence in this galaxy, because he has never been dazzling.

Ning Hua felt that Zijiang's "radish" was fishing in front of her again, because she had a desire in her heart, and she longed to be able to match him when she saw him again. Ning Hua turned over and sat up from the sofa, picked up the primary school textbook and read it.

The primary school curriculum is not difficult for Ning Hua, because it is easy to learn, and it is really not easy to say that it is simple, because those concepts are completely new to her. However, after the introduction of Sylvia, Ninghua's progress can be described as a rapid progress. This is probably the natural skill of the gods.

Three weeks later, Ning Hua's rapid progress was noticed by Cynthia, especially the teaching of Sylvia, which was extremely smooth, Ning Hua not only firmly remembered the grammar she had spoken, but also had a standard pronunciation, and the words were correct and round, and she couldn't see that she was a beginner at all, which made Cynthia impressed with Ning Hua.

On this day, at the end of the class, Ning Hua asked to take a look at Professor Gro's medicine garden, and Cynthia was a little surprised: "How do you know that there are medicinal herbs grown there?" "Most people can just tell that there is a weed garden next to the garden.

"Ah, is this hard to see? I saw that there were herbs such as lotus grass planted in it, and there were so many weeds that I didn't look closely. ”

If she was a little surprised just now, then Cynthia was simply surprised at the moment: "You actually know about the herb?" Very few people have this kind of insight. ”

"Well, there are many medicinal herbs on the mountain behind my house, and I have known some of them since I was a child."

So that's the case, after Ning Hua showed some sparkle on her body, Cynthia felt that she didn't reject this twenty-two-year-old girl who was only in the first grade so much.

On Sunday, Cynthia called again and said that Professor Gro wanted to see her. Ning Hua hurriedly finished freshening up and took the rail car to Professor Gro's house.

Still with sickly white hair, Gro sat in the study: "Cynthia said that you know all the precious herbs in my medicine garden, right?" ”

Is it precious? Ning Hua didn't feel anything more than average, so he nodded and replied, "Yes, Professor." ”

Gro pushed the glasses on the bridge of his nose: "So do you know all their habits?" ”

Ning Hua nodded again: "I understand, the fragrant flower likes shade, although it can live if it is planted in weeds, it is not good to live, why don't you move it to the back of the house?" ”

There was a glint in Gro's eyes: "Because I don't have time to take care of these herbs, I have to let them grow in the weeds, but they are indeed very precious herbs, would you be interested in helping me take care of them?" ”

"Of course, taking care of flowers and plants is my hobby." Ning Hua replied.

Professor Gro was very satisfied, and showed a rare smile: "Very good, in return, I will tell the outside world as soon as possible that you are my closed disciple." ”

Ning Hua also smiled, the closed disciple is good, there are not many backers, and now the most lacking thing in the gods is backers.

"But," Gro continued, "If any of the precious herbs are raised to death by you, I will directly ask the commander to transplant them from the Imperial Capital's Herb Research Institute as compensation." ”

Ning Hua didn't understand why he had to let the commander compensate for the bad herbs, but he didn't have the mana, and if he wanted the herbs to come back from the dead, he would definitely not be able to do it, so it would be good for others to compensate. So he nodded happily.

A few days later, Lu Xiu was at his desk approving the document, flipping through it, and saw the official letter from the office of Professor Gro of the Department of Life Sciences of the Auston First Public School Science Research Institute, which asked the commander to privately approve the transplantation of several rare plants from the Imperial Capital Herb Research Institute. Why should the institute transplant a few plants with my private approval, let them dock by themselves. ”

Gene didn't understand the situation, and after answering "yes", he returned the letter from Professor Gro's office.

Professor Gro is very unhappy, who is the woman who causes the trouble, isn't it a heavenly principle, if you don't have this responsibility, why should you use my reputation to build momentum for your woman? Professor Gro was very angry and called Ning Hua: "You go to the commander yourself and ask him to transplant the herbs you killed from the imperial capital, otherwise you will no longer be my student from tomorrow, ask him to find another famous teacher for you." ”

Ning Hua was very weak-hearted, and said "yes" in a snort. It is true that several herbs in the medicine garden were killed by her, but she really can't be blamed entirely, she has no mana now, and death and injury are always inevitable under her own hands. Alas, the backer who was finally found was about to collapse when he saw it, which was really sad.

She called and asked Cynthia how much it would cost to compensate for the herbs, and Cynthia wished that her fingers could go through the screen of the communicator and poke directly into her head: "How much?" Can these herbs be measured in money, and do you know how much effort the professor put into growing them? Do you know why they grow in weeds and professors don't let people touch them? Because he was afraid that his herbs would be spoiled! You're the first person to know all the herbs, and you know how much the professor trusts you, and what did you do as a result? ”

Ning Hua felt guilty, lowered his head and bit his lip to look at Cynthia without speaking. Cynthia shook her head, "Don't look at me like that, it might be useful to the commander, but it's completely useless to me." ”

Ning Hua didn't understand why this kind of look at the commander might be useful, and still looked at Cynthia: "What should I do, the professor will definitely not want to pay attention to me anymore." ”

Cynthia sighed: "The professor is completely angry with you, you better find a way to find the commander, except for transplanting from the Herb Research Institute in the imperial capital, there is no other way to make the professor forgive you." ”

Ning Hua felt that he had found his way, and said excitedly: "Then I'll contact the Herb Research Institute to buy back the herbs I died." ”

Cynthia looked at her with naked disdain: "Just you? Don't be stupid, what professors can't do, do you think you're sure? If the professor just likes these rare herbs, then the people at the Herbal Research Institute love them like life. Cynthia gave Ning Hua a self-conscious look and hung up the phone.

After hanging up the phone, Ning Hua threw himself on the bed and lamented why he was so stupid, even if he wanted to transplant herbs from the medicine garden, he didn't want to transplant so many plants at once, now it's okay, it's all dead.