252, what a blessing

Enron felt that the military training in their school was probably quite humane. At least as far as they can afford. If it's really as inhumane as Xiao Zhou's children's shoes say. Where did she have the strength and energy to talk to her and Zheng Xiao on the phone.

As for Miss Zheng Xiaozheng. In her words. Just a military training. She is wise and martial, and she doesn't pay attention to it at all.

So Enron put himself into the darkness that was about to begin. The miserable life is used as an inspirational teaching material to comfort the tired little Zhou girl.

"Ahh Poor Enron. How can you be worse than me? This was said with sympathy. But Miss Xiao Zhou's face was full of joy. Apparently. The pain of others is your greatest comfort. Zhou Fanghua is already well versed in this. This child was also abducted by his friends and learned badly.

An Ran was angry and reached out to pinch her face. Pinch hard. "Hey, hey. Zhou Fanghua. The smile on your face is too palpable. Your comfort is not sincere at all. It's so sad. ”

"Ahh Don't say that. Enron. Doesn't people want to share weal and sorrow with you~" Zhou Fanghua hurriedly cleaned up his expression. Hold Enron's arm. Said with a look of pain.

An Ran and Zheng Xiao squinted together and booed her.

In order to cope with the cruel test that is about to begin. This evening. An Ran went to bed early. Start recuperating. Gather energy for the next day's military training.

But. In fact. The teachers and instructors were still merciful. At least early in the morning. The content of the first stage of military training, which is conducted during self-study classes, is not heavy. It's just a general queue and standing stance.

September days. Early morning temperatures have already begun to drop. Uniform practice queues. Standing in a military posture is a bit boring. It's just time for a self-study class. I don't feel that tired.

The teachers are not yet fascist. Normally. The break is 10 minutes. Their military training is over. A twenty-minute break is also given.

Although the temperature is more suitable in the morning. But a lesson came down. Inevitably, I still sweated all over. Some of the male classmates simply ran into the water room. Stick your head under the faucet to take a shower.

Taking a shower directly after exercise is definitely hurtful. But you really can't afford not to wash. This kind of weather. With a sticky body. I'm going to have a morning class. Don't say it's comfortable or uncomfortable. It's not easy to concentrate, it's not.

An Ran went to fetch more than half a basin of cold water first. Mix with half a basin of hot water. Throw a small towel into the basin. In the eyes of other people. Drill into the bathroom. A swipe on the door. Wipe your face and body with a towel. Go sweat. Rub some moisturizer again. Skincare lotion. By the way, you can also solve physiological problems. Then go to the water room and splash the water in the basin. Wash your hands. Wring the towel clean. Back to the classroom. Sit into your seat. Hang the towel on the side of your desk...... A short clothesline was pulled between the two table legs with wires.

It's really not a safe job. It's the work of the cleanliness addict. Use to dry towels. Dry a rag. To know. Young Master Jiang, who is dressed in white and wins snow, can't do without these things for a day. The world is so dirty. It needs to be cleaned up at all times. Finished drying the towel. Then use a rag to wipe the water droplets off the basin. Tuck into your desk. As for my own books or something. It was all stuffed into Jiang Jieyun's desk. Anyway, the young master didn't put books in his desk. He always carried it with him. Empty is also empty.

See here. Some students may be surprised. Although there are a few books in the desk. Stuff a bag that isn't too heavy. It's okay. But stuff a basin. But it's not very reliable.

Gotta get it. Stop. The little comrade takes it for granted. Who said that Comrade Enron stuffed the basin. Chef An is still very practical. Is that a basin? It's a rice bowl stuffed by people.

Right. You read that right. It's a rice bowl.

There may be another classmate who wants to ask. Depend on. Who is it to soak? That little water in the rice bowl can also wash your face and body. It's just that you can deal with it again. I guess the little water in the rice bowl is not enough to wet the towel.

The one that can hold the water that doesn't get the towel wet is your rice bowl. In other words. That is, normal. Rice bowls used by ordinary people. But who told you that the rice bowl used by Enron is the rice bowl used by normal humans.

Of course not.

Of course, Chef An will not be so water-saving. People use foodies' rice bowls.

What do you think. Do you think everything is reasonable?

So. Foodie gods. It is indeed an extraordinary existence between heaven and earth~

Hang up the towel. Finish stuffing the basin. Then pick up your huge thermos cup. Pour down half a cup of honey grapefruit tea brewed in the morning. Just about. The twenty-minute break ends.

The class bell rings. The classroom door opens. The teacher walks through the classroom with a book in his hand.

First lesson. It's the language. An Ran also met Wu Zerong's homeroom teacher as he wished. The legendary king Rama.

Mr. Wang really lived up to his reputation. A simple self-introduction. was stunned and made him talk over and over again for ten minutes. Enron had already seen some of the students blinking. I guess I'm a little sleepy when I look at that.

It's like pinching time. Mr. Wang had just finished his "long" self-introduction. There was a knock on the classroom door. After getting Mr. Wang's permission. A handsome figure walked in...... Of course. This Shi Shiran. It was artificially added by Enron. In fact, what appeared in the eyes of the whole class and Teacher Wang was a very polite person. There is also a slight image of a restrained and obedient student.

An Ran applauded Jiang Dashao's acting skills again in his heart. Schoolmate. If you don't go to be an actor, it's definitely a huge loss for my country's entertainment industry. It's true.

And at this time. Jiang Jieyun bowed slightly. With the appearance of a very gentle young man. Explain to Mr. Wang in a low voice the reason why he was late. And show the fake medical certificate. Then Mr. Wang and the students in the front row had obvious sympathy. Bemoan. Walk to your seat with caring eyes. Then hook the corners of his mouth in an angle that no one can see. Chao An Ran showed a little ostentatious. It's a very annoying bad laugh. Take a seat in the empty seat next to her. When you look up again. His face was already a gentle and obedient good boy.

The corners of An Ran's mouth twitched. The heart says. Depend on. Uncle Jiang. You can take it easy. Beware of the refinement of the over-splitting and the splitting. Don't say anything else. Your face is so busy. Don't be tired and panic.

She hasn't finished spitting up the mess on her side. I saw that the guy next to me was still busy with her. Seriously blinked.

Enron doesn't have his ability to "take care of everything". Let him blink and twitch the corners of his eyes. I couldn't help but raise my hand and rub my eyelids hard. can be regarded as stopping his "energetic" eyelids that have been driven. Another chuckle rang in my ears.

Enron's head didn't twist. The eyes are not slanted either. Raised his hand directly. Ran to someone's waist with great accuracy. Twist hard. At first glance, you can see that the action is a kung fu practiced after practice makes perfect.

Mr. Wang's speech was a little long-winded. Likes to elongate sounds. But the class was really well taught. Others don't say. Enron himself could listen to God. It's a bit of a pleasure.

But. Perhaps this teacher Wang's speech is indeed too abrasive. Thereupon. It's normal for him to be dragged from class. Almost the bell for the second class is about to ring. He reluctantly announced that he would leave class. I can't get enough of it, and I continue to nag while walking out.

Almost as soon as he left the podium. Jiang Jieyun was also carrying a schoolbag. Stand up. Just go outward.

I was his tablemate for three years. At the same time, he has been his friend for three years. For this behavior of him. An Ran naturally didn't even bother to raise his eyelids.

She didn't bother to lift her eyelids. It's not necessarily that others aren't curious. Most of the students in the class were obsessed with his behavior. A few of the self-acquaintances also raised their voices to greet him.

But Jiang Jieyun is like a slippery loach. In a few words, he cleaned up the few self-cooked people who came up. A few words of effort. The man has gone away. It's just this guy's acting school. He is also very good at perfunctory. Sent people away. It also makes people think that he is very sincere.

He was sincere. It's only bitter and safe.

The curiosity of his classmates was not satisfied in him. All of his brain fell on Enron's body.

In particular, a few students sitting in the front row heard his explanation of Teacher Wang before. The two self-cooked people also got a vague answer from his mouth just now. Thereupon. Everyone poured out all the curiosity and unanswered questions that they had accumulated into Enron.

Like what. What kind of disease does Jiang Jieyun have? Isn't it very serious. Has he always been like this before. I just got it recently. Is he usually hospitalized?

……

Listen to all this nonsense. Unavoidably. It's even a question that tests the imagination. An Ran's face was about to twist into a pickle pimple that had been pickled for three years. Soaked in bitter water.

It left her with little imagination. Because there are not enough brain cells. Very self-aware. I don't like to be cheating. I don't like to cheat either. How can honest people who don't like lying even more answer.

What kind of disease do you say the lying king has?

This makes her how to make it up. It can't be said that the guy has a belly full of bad water. Damaged heart, liver and lungs. Or rather. It was a hunger disease. Born. Incorrigible. I'm terminally ill.

Not before.

Of course not. That guy was in middle school. How can there be such a well-behaved Sven. You don't know how lucky Mr. Wang is today. Just his kind of long voice. It's like a repeater. If you change to our middle school. Let Jiang Jieyun spray his face full of peach blossoms. Not to mention that he can still be patient and obedient Teacher Wang to drag the hall.