Chapter 73: The Serial Case of the Killer Husband and Wife [8]
Looking at today's clear weather, the wind is smooth, and it is a good day to travel and start school to worship and shop.
Lucky food: jelly, chicken essence, eight fairy fruit, vinegar
Auspicious color: yellow
Proverb of the Day: Forget to help others, and remember when others help you.
Five minutes later, Connie picked up her small school bag, drank the last sip of aged vinegar, and wrapped herself in a scarf and went out.
Today is her first day at school.
As for the fortune she just watched, she bought it from a Chinese calendar book in Chinatown, which she called the Red Book.
She really can't help but worry about herself.
So much so that she almost the rough →_ → at home
The sun had risen and the temperature was starting to warm up, and although it was still relatively cold, Connie was especially excited in her goose-yellow floral coat.
Not just because she escaped death, but more because today is her first day of class!
It's been a long time since I've felt like a student!
Before she graduated from junior high school, she rarely had that kind of vitality to go to school.
After all, high school was more like an abyss with endless test papers for her at that time.
Learning is studying, and exams are exams.
It's really not fun at all.
And she already has a lot of arrangements for this life, her junior high school, she has a lot of things she wants to try, a lot of new things to learn, and more friends waiting for her to make ......
The tutorial of more than twenty minutes made Connie go for fifteen minutes.
Looking at the cute girls walking all over the school gate, her heart was stirred.
#那位家长! Leave me alone! #
#妹砸不哭! Sister covers you! #
The ignorant cute girl paper was harvested all the way into the academy by Connie.
#看来校草非我莫属#→_→
But there are still some sad things.
Connie received a letter from R from the teacher who had designed the seat for R.
R's father needed to go to Los Angeles to report because of his work, so he and his mother had to follow.
#这真是一个悲伤的事#
Connie also knew that Xiao Bai R's score was the first among all boys, and of course it was far more than the first place in girls, Xiao Hei R.
Connie, who was far surpassed by the second place R: ......
#这个世界真是不可理喻#
But no matter what, if she gets into the top three, the tuition fee will be halved, which still makes Connie overjoyed.
Therefore, after spending a full day of ordinary and fulfilling classes, she went back happily with the application in hand.
"Mrs. Hudson! I am back! Connie opened the door to 221b with a smile on her face, smelling the aroma coming from the room, and her index finger jumped.
"Pizza!" Connie exclaimed, and saw the black pepper veal steak pizza and the double cheese roast and shrimp pizza on the table, and her index finger jumped.
At noon, she eats her own sandwiches and seafood soup, but compared to chicken and bacon, the steak and cheese grilled shrimp are more powerful!
And the two huge pizzas are quite generous.
Suck ......
Connie swallowed, resisting the urge to pick a piece of meat from above.
Mrs. Hudson herself eats pizza regularly, but she doesn't let Connie eat it very much, and she seems to be very persistent, which has always puzzled Connie.
But when the pizza she wanted to eat appeared at home at once, Connie's world was like fireworks~
#啊~That feeling called love~#
"Mrs. Hudson? ~" Connie called again, but no one answered her.
"Henry? …… Shylock? Connie snapped up to the second floor, the door was ajar, and she pushed it open, creaking in the silence.
"Sherlock?" Connie called again, but the room was still silent, the fire in the fireplace had been extinguished, and only a little flame remained.
"Smack." Suddenly there was a muffled noise in the bedroom, and I wondered if something fell to the ground and caused a collision.
Connie panicked.
But it should be Sherlock, right?
She settled down, picked up Sherlock's tin dictionary on the table, and her arm was so heavy that she could barely lift it.
"Buckle buckle." Connie knocked three times, but there was no movement inside.
Connie had the audacity to open the door, and then smashed the tin dictionary out of her hand with lightning speed.
"Smack."
The sound of the dictionary falling to the ground.
"Summer... Shylock? Connie was dumbfounded as she watched a half-naked Sherlock holding a pair of tiny pink dumbbells.
#实力蒙圈#
Sherlock glanced back at her, and took care of his dumbbells.
Connie looked at Sherlock, who rarely showed her flesh, a little shy.
"Hudson and Henry went to Greece, and downstairs was a takeaway pizza."
Connie was blindsided, and said how Mrs. Hudson could be so kind to let him eat pizza, and she bought it for two.
"Aren't you going to eat?" The strange food downstairs is still hot, and it looks like it has just been delivered.
"I've eaten it." Sherlock gestured, and Connie saw the pizza chunks spread out on the bed, and there were some finely chopped meat floss on the edge of the sheets.
Connie nodded, "Okay then." "Won't he have to cook today?
After all, two pizzas that are so big, she can eat them the day after tomorrow or even the day after tomorrow!
… The cheese melts in the mouth.
The grilled meat has a rich aroma.
With the fresh aroma of shrimp and the crisp taste brought by biting into the mouth, Connie was about to cry with satisfaction.
"Roar times...... "She held the milk, and she didn't hate the taste of milk very much.
From not hating to loving, often just a piece of pizza is missing.
Delicious, you deserve it.
But Connie regretted it for this, and her intestines were blue.
The British pizza was so delicious that she had never tried it before!!
So much so that when she went to the pizzeria to buy pizza in the future, she accused the chef of not being serious about her workmanship because of the big difference in taste...... The truth was that she had no idea of the truth - after Sherlock made an understatement about my chef - and tears fell from her eyes when she knew the truth......
But that's for later.
Although she likes pizza, she just likes it, plus the nostalgia for the taste and the beautification of memories, as well as the psychological factor that Mrs. Hudson has always refused to let her eat pizza.
However, I have to say that with such high expectations, I can also adjust my taste and completely conquer my taste buds, which really impresses Connie.