Brainwashing education by the class teacher
The transaction went very smoothly and everyone witnessed the scene except for the teenager who was lying in the hospital.
Among the few people leaning against the corner, some even saw their parents' eyes move from the 1 million card to them, and they were ready to move.
It's a little cold, you don't want them to be beaten too, do you?
Shen Shiyue stood straight in the corner, pressed her shoulders against Ji Tang next to her, and lowered her voice: "Who is he, your uncle?" ”
Ji Tang shook his head: "It's Jiang Zhi." ”
"It's good, no wonder you don't like those little brothers."
There are a lot of people chasing Ji Tang in the school, and they are all good-looking, and her tablemate has recently gained a lot of weight by chocolate and milk tea.
"Although he is not the type of warm man, he feels quite reliable, responsible, and can make you eat and wear without worry, you can try." Shen Shiyue raised her eyebrows at Ji Tang, approached her and bit her ear.
As soon as she finished saying this, Jiang Zhi spoke again.
"Now that we've decided to go private and have already collected the card, it's time for us to talk about the other side."
It is the man's hand that moves first and causes distress to the weaker party, which can be defined as a commotion. Is there anything you want to say? ”
The others were caught off guard: "......"
Shen Shiyue was stunned, could she take back the sentence just now?
Now that Jiang Zhi has arrived at the school, Ji Tang's homeroom teacher will talk to him about Ji Tang's education by the way.
"The child is quite smart and has a more active brain, but he doesn't listen to lectures much. I handed in a blank paper in the last exam, it's not that I won't, it's not a serious study......"
Jiang Zhi was sitting precariously, with his hands on his knees, with a serious expression.
The head teacher is worthy of being the head teacher, and in one afternoon, Jiang Zhi's time was all wasted here.
Listening to Ji Tang's homeroom teacher's oral education, Jiang Zhi felt that this was much more effective than the enemy's brainwashing.
When he left the office, Jiang Zhi only had the word "study" left in his head.
The head teacher asked Ji Tang to stand at the door, but when Jiang Zhi came out, she was already gone, and she knew that she couldn't be idle.
Jiang Zhi made a direct call to Ji Tang, and in less than two minutes, Ji Tang came back.
The head teacher stood at the door, watching Ji Tang's cheerful steps and smiling eyebrows as he ran here.
It's good, she found evidence that Ji Tang brought a mobile phone at school again.
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At the moment when other high school juniors were studying at night and fighting the college entrance examination, Ji Tang was not nervous.
Jiang Zhi would not force her, referring to the recovery potion, without thinking too much, he knew that Ji Tang's knowledge system in the original world was much more complete than here, and there was no need for him to let an academician study kindergarten subjects.
It may be an exaggeration, but that's probably the way it is.
Ji Tang was taking a bath in the bathroom, the foam was very rich, and she played with the ducklings floating in the water.
The white and tender little feet are cocked from time to time, the water in the bathtub is lifted to the ground, and the floor in the bathroom is smooth.
The phone rang, it was Lin Jing.
"I picked up a variety show for you and sent it to you, you can take a look."
Ji Tang paused, she had only been off for a week, did she have to ask for leave again?
"Agent......" Before Ji Tang could say anything to refuse, Lin Jing spoke again.
"Don't be in a hurry to refuse, think about what works you have since you entered the entertainment industry for a year? "Hades" has not yet been broadcast, and the other two films you play are small roles, and there are no masterpieces at all. ”
"Your fans are all Yan fans, although the viscosity is large, but how many years can you eat youth rice?"
Ji Tang lay on the edge of the bathtub and poked the bubbles in the bathtub.
Youth rice?
She lost count of how many years she had eaten.