Dialed a phone number to go out.

"Hey, Jiang Yunmo, has your kid been missing recently?"

"Okay, okay, don't talk about these things that are not there, I have something to discuss."

……

Jiang Jiang finished brushing the test papers, reviewed the knowledge points again, and prepared to go to bed early.

I have classes tomorrow morning.

Lying on top of the fluffy bed should have been very relaxing.

But I didn't expect that I couldn't sleep all the time after tossing and turning.

When I open my eyes and look at the ceiling, some inexplicable plot always comes to mind.

shook his head, and simply threw out all the messy memories in his brain.

Since you can't sleep, it's better to get up and brush the test papers.

I brushed up on the questions all night.

I pinched the time and went downstairs to school half an hour earlier than before.

There are already people in the class one after another.

Putting down the schoolbag, someone immediately surrounded him.

"Jiang Jiang, you can be regarded as here, did you write the test papers sent yesterday, if you do, borrow me to take a look, the test papers are too difficult."

It's Huang Tingting.

Huang Tingting is one of the few people who continues to study in this class.

In his father's words, their ancestors of the Huang family have a primary school education for three generations, and Huang Tingting will not come back with a high school diploma.

Then break her legs.

For this reason, Huang Tingting wants to put a bad heart, and from time to time she has to be pulled out by Huang's father to spur it.

For example, from time to time, I have to look at the homework and exam papers I have written.

Although Huang Tingting has a big heart, she has a good brain.

As soon as school started, after scanning around the class, she found that the only one who could help her with her studies was Jiang Jiang.

Soon, it was like a piece of dog skin plaster sticking to ginger.

Not for anything else, just for the convenience of "reference answers".

"Written."

Jiang Jiang put down his schoolbag and took out his textbook.

She came to school today and could memorize English words appropriately.

Words are meant to be repeated constantly to deepen memory.

The test paper was placed on the table, Huang Tingting glanced at it with a smile, and put a bottle of hot soy milk on her table.

After three years of observation in high school, Huang Tingting found that Jiang Jiang's child was simply a cultivator.

I don't eat this, I don't eat that.

I don't like to drink drinks, I don't like to drink plain water, I love to drink soy milk.

It's not the kind of sugar-free soy milk, but the kind of soy milk that is a little slightly sweet, but the sweetness can't be too much.

"Thank you."

For such a tacit understanding, everyone tacitly agreed.

Jiang Jiang poked it open and drank it in small sips.

The action is gentle and polite.

While memorizing the words, I thought about how I should go next.

The Jiang family still can't tear their faces too directly.

After all, he is not yet able to get out of that home for the time being.

It's just that she can't go back to the orphanage.

The current identity is extremely embarrassing.

But if the people of the Jiang family can come to find her half a year later, she will not fall into such a passive situation.

"Click".

A thick workbook was thrown at the table.

"Jiang Jiang~ Since you love to write homework so much, why don't you finish your homework for me~"

Jiang Jiang looked at the person opposite with an expressionless face.

The girl on the opposite side wore a high ponytail.

The bangs are curled with a curling iron, and the black and white striped skirt looks fashionable and beautiful.