Finally sent Xu Xiaoying away, Ling Xiaoxiao looked at the novel by the pillow, the corners of her mouth flashed a touch of self-deprecation, if she hadn't been fascinated by the characters in the novel, she wouldn't have fallen into it at the first sight of Jiang Zizhuo, Jiang Zizhuo seems to be to prove that the male protagonist in the novel is indeed a person in life, with a good background, handsome appearance, cold temperament, tall figure, and super first-class IQ and personal ability.

Just standing there elegantly will attract the eyes of countless people. I don't know how many little girls will be attracted to Jiang Zizhuo, she remembers that when she first saw him at Q University, he was surrounded by countless girls, and she was just the most obscure one standing far away, people said that girls in crush are the most prone to inferiority, and she is precisely the one with the most inferiority.

Putting away the novel next to the pillow, Ling Xiaoxiao picked up the Chinese textbook and continued to read.

Every morning, I started to read books and do problems, and studied until 10 o'clock in the evening. A week has passed, and Ling Xiaoxiao has finally found the feeling of reading and learning, of course, she has been able to do most of the exercises in the first year of junior high school textbook, which makes her feel a sense of accomplishment.

On the seventh day after the operation, Ling's father found a van early in the morning, and the family of three took the car to the hospital to remove the stitches, and removing the stitches meant that Ling Xiaoxiao's incision had healed, and she no longer had to be locked up at home every day, and she could go out and walk around at will.

Don't ask why she still remembers the identity of this person, even in the past so many years, she still clearly remembers that she was lying on the operating table, the chief surgeon cut her belly with a scalpel, and said to the intern doctor who was studying seriously next to her: "You see that the fat on this girl's stomach is relatively thick, if I had just cut this knife on the body of an ordinary person, I would have seen the internal organs, and now I have to make up for another knife, but this girl's flesh is very white!" ”

Thick yarn, white yarn! Ling Xiaoxiao now wants to roar a few words when she recalls the scene at that time, just because of the doctor's words, she has always thought that she is very fat and has low self-esteem for many years. In fact, her figure is still very well-proportioned on the whole, not fat or thin, just right, but Ling Ma always feels that her Da Bao'er lacks nutrition, and she eats big fish and meat every day, so she has always had more fat on her stomach than others......

When the stitches were removed, looking at the eyes of the intern doctor, inexplicably, Ling Xiaoxiao always felt that the other party was holding back a smile, which made the green tendons near her temples jump hard and make her even more depressed.

After coming out of the hospital, Ling's father and Ling's mother originally planned to find another car for her to take the car back, but Ling Xiaoxiao refused to say anything, and she always felt that her bones were soft after lying at home for seven days.

Follow my parents all the way home, of course, I passed by the supermarket on the way and bought a lot of snacks, and Ling's mother also bought a pork belly at the market, with more fat and less lean meat, shouting to give her Dabao'er a body! So the doctor said that Ling Xiaoxiao had a lot of fat on her stomach, which was really the truth.

When Xu Xiaoying came over again, she was already completely like a young girl, and she couldn't wait to ask after closing the door, "How is it?" What do you think? Are those books good? ”

Ling Xiaoxiao reluctantly put down the reference book, raised her head and said, "I just turned a few pages, and I don't feel as exaggerated as you said, so I put it away after reading one." As he spoke, he got up and found the novels and put them in Xu Xiaoying's hands.

"How so? I think it's very good-looking, you can read the female pig's feet in the book are so lucky, you can find a man who loves her so much and is so good, and lives a happy life. Xu Xiaoying said with a dreamy look and a mouth full of envy.

Looking at Xu Xiaoying's appearance, Ling Xiaoxiao sighed secretly, she must have always been such a nymphomaniac back then. Really, ugly to death! Pinched Xu Xiaoying's round face with baby fat, Ling Xiaoxiao still felt that she should be persuaded, so she pinched it again: "Xiaoying, the content in these books is fictional, where can we meet such a perfect person in real life, don't think about these things anymore, it's going to be the third year of junior high school soon, let's read and study hard, otherwise you will be crying at that time." ”

And even if we do, people won't take a fancy to us......

Xu Xiaoying rubbed the cover of the novel with a disapproving face, shook her head and said firmly: "I believe that these people must be real, but we don't have them here." ”

"You all know that we don't have it here, so you should work harder, if you have to think about the characters in these novels, then you should study hard and strive to be admitted to the capital or Shanghai to go to university." Ling Xiaoxiao's words were full of temptation, like a bad aunt who wanted to abduct a child.

Sure enough, after she finished speaking, she saw Xu Xiaoying's face full of thought, knowing that she was listening to her words, so she didn't say more, and continued to pick up the reference book to study the exercises.

Xu Xiaoying sat in a daze for a long time, then put down the novel in her hand and looked at Ling Xiaoxiao and said, "I understand what you mean, I'll go back to read, I must be admitted to the capital and Shanghai." ”

Ling Xiaoxiao felt the huge determination in her tone, and couldn't help grinning: "En, well, let's study together and go to the capital together." ”

There is no Shanghai market, and she has only one learning goal after being reborn, that is, Q University.

Xu Xiaoying couldn't sit still, she hurriedly went home to read a few novels in her schoolbag, Ling Xiaoxiao sent her out to look at Xu Xiaoying's chubby back, thinking that she could turn her book addiction into motivation. In her previous life, Xu Xiaoying didn't even get into a third-rate university when she took the college entrance examination, and her family asked her to repeat her studies, but she didn't agree and went to the big city to work, and she couldn't find a good job without a degree, and wrinkles were already crawling on her face in her twenties.

A few days before the start of school, Ling's mother took her to the hospital for a re-examination, and the doctor pressed her knife and said that it had been completed, and Ling's mother and Ling Xiaoxiao were both relieved.

"Doctor, if you jog every day, will it affect the knife edge?" Ling Xiaoxiao thought about it and still felt that it was safer to ask.

"Just don't exercise too much." The doctor looked up at her, and after thinking about it, he was more conservative.

Walking out of the hospital, Ling's mother looked Ling Xiaoxiao up and down and asked, "Da Bao'er, do you want to go running?" ”

"Yes, it's not about to be the third year of junior high school, and it's not good to study under pressure, so I just want to go out for a run every day and exercise." But this is only one of the reasons, she won't say that the main thing is to lose weight, if she dares to say that she is fat, Ling's mother can put a month's worth of pork belly on the dinner table.

Ling's mother thought about it and felt that what her daughter said was very right: "Let's go, mom will take you to buy sportswear and sneakers, we can't wear shoes when we run." ”

Thinking that Ling's father usually solves lunch in the unit at noon, Ling's mother simply went shopping, and took Ling Xiaoxiao to visit all the large and small stalls in the commercial building, and the tired Ling Xiaoxiao had the urge to vomit blood, but the harvest was still very rich, she was able to change all the clothes in the wardrobe that had long been unpleasant, and the clothes in her current wardrobe were simply dirty from the perspective of future generations.