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Scan, then import into the library.

It took no more than two seconds before he took the bowl out, closed the portal, and began to settle his breakfast.

If you see what you eat later, you can make a copy, breakfast is already available, and lunch and dinner must also be arranged.

The exception is, of course, school cafeterias.

After all, their cooking skills are really indescribable, and even people like Qiao Ji, who have never been picky eaters, think that they are really a waste of food.

Why is it so unpalatable when people cook?

Are you really chefs?

Thinking of this, Qiao Ji felt that they might not be.

The school cafeteria is as likely to be as likely to rain one day next year, and who knows where it came from.

Forget it, I don't want to do that, so I won't go to the cafeteria at noon today.

The owner of this noodle restaurant has average skills, but these restaurants still taste quite good and are willing to condiments.

After Qiao Ji finished eating the noodles, he quietly took out a meat bag and a tea egg, then filled his stomach, went to the subway station, and still took Line 4 to school.

There are also dogs working at the subway station today, and they also get up early, which is really hard.

I don't know why, it seems that the inspection has been more strict in recent days, and he remembers that there were no dog inspections in the past few days, and it was only in the past few days.

He took a shower after training, so he shouldn't be able to smell the smell of munitions, right?

Fortunately, he passed without any problems, and the big black dog in uniform did not bark at him.

When he arrived at school, Qiao Ji sat down and began to endorse.

There are always a lot of texts to memorize in Chinese, and it is better to memorize those who can memorize them, and he will not use his super memory ability because of this kind of thing.

And today he came relatively early, not late, why don't you endorse? Students should be like students.

After a while, the class bell rang.

It's morning reading time, and the head teacher has already arrived in the classroom and is sitting on the podium.

He is a very strict old man, and Qiao Ji was punished by him for being late yesterday.

Qiao Ji glanced at the empty seat next to him, a little worried, after all, the classmates felt that the head teacher was very cruel, and he would be punished at every turn, without caring about our face at all.

Fortunately, a figure stepped on the bell and entered the classroom, sat down next to Qiao Ji, and shook his loose hair.

The hair seems to have just been washed and still wet, and the scent of the shampoo is obvious.

He Ling put his bag away, glanced at the head teacher on the podium, and then took out a novel with a black cover from his bag and put it in front of Qiao Ji.

"Brought it to you."

He Ling's face was flushed, her chest was heaving, and she couldn't stop wheezing, thinking that she was almost late, obviously running all the way.

It's a new volume of "The Magic Eye Detective", and you can pick it up again.

Qiao Ji put away the novel, and it seems that today's time is a pastime again.

He Ling set up the textbook and read the text listlessly with the voices of his classmates.

"I'm hungry."

He Ling said suddenly.

Qiao Ji heard the sound and looked over, and saw that she had erected the textbook in front of her, and the person was lying on the table, looking weak.

Late September is also still on the tail of summer, He Ling is not wearing a school uniform today, but it is also a short-sleeved one, and her hair is hanging down, and you can see a mark left by vaccination on her left arm.

"Whoa."

Qiao Ji took out a candy, it was lychee-flavored, last time He Ling also chose lychee flavor, Qiao Ji thought she liked this.

But after He Ling took it, he just held it in his hand and didn't peel off the candy paper.

"I was almost late today." She said.

Qiao Ji guessed that she might have been delayed in washing her hair, after all, it was not as convenient for girls to wash their hair as as for boys.

His refreshing short hair is particularly convenient to wash.

"I had already walked to the breakfast shop, but I remembered that I didn't bring you a book, so I ran back again." He Ling secretly looked at Qiao Ji when he said this.

It's all to blame for tossing and turning last night, falling asleep all night, and waking up in the morning with a mushy person.

She couldn't sleep and wanted to ask Qiao Ji again, but she didn't have the courage.

After all, Qiao Ji herself is not a birthday, what position can she have to speak?

Just say 'come out, I'll accompany you for your birthday'?

No, no, this kind of thing is absolutely unspeakable.

When I got up in the morning, I felt that my hair was messy and oily, so I washed my hair, but I was in a hurry, and when I walked to the breakfast shop, I remembered the book that Qiao Ji wanted, and turned back to get it.

No one has a birthday, so I can't forget something as simple as reading this novel, right?

He Ling thought so.

As a result, she hurried and hurried, and finally did not arrive late, but she did not eat breakfast either.

High school and elementary school are different, students arrive at school early, and their parents go to work on time, so they don't eat breakfast with her when they go to school.

She was supposed to buy something to eat on the way and bring it to school, but she forgot about it at the time.

He Ling was lying on the desk, his back slumped down, but he showed an amazing curve.

On the other side of the classroom, Zhang Chenyu, who was guarding the back door in the last row, stared blankly at this side, his Adam's apple dry and squirming.

The young and beautiful girl has developed well, her breasts are already quite large, and her eyes can even see a touch of white when she looks through the sleeves, which makes the teenager's heart beat faster.

Zhang Chenyu didn't know why his eyesight was so good all of a sudden, but he had forgotten other things at this time, and his soul seemed to be about to fly out.

And on He Ling's head, a cloud of smoke also appeared, which seemed to be a gentle township, as long as he could get there, as long as he could get there......

"Forget it next time."

Qiao Ji thinks that the little girl is good.

He Ling, who was hungry and had a little stomach pain, suddenly felt drowsy, but when he heard Qiao Ji's words, he was a little more sober.

"Actually, I didn't feel very far at the time, I felt that it was too late, but who knew that it would take so much time to come and go."

As He Ling spoke, he pulled his hair and held it in a piece, then tied it into a ponytail with the hair ring on his wrist, and shook it to ensure stability.

Well!

Zhang Chenyu suddenly came to his senses and tilted his head back.

He rubbed his forehead, where it seemed that someone had played a brain melon, and it hurt faintly.

What happened to me just now?

He didn't understand it himself, but just now he did have a feeling that he was as light as smoke and was about to fly out.

"Let's have something to eat."

Qiao Ji still put his hand into the schoolbag, secretly equipped the pan, and then opened a portal that allowed his hand to reach in, and took out a plate of small steamed buns from it.

White porcelain, snow-white steamed buns, still hot!

"Huh? This is? ”

He Ling thinks it's very strange, why can you bring out a plate of steamed buns in your schoolbag, it's too strange.

Well, even if you bring food to school, it should be in a plastic bag, otherwise how to put it in a school bag.

But why is it a plate for steamed buns? Are you sure you don't get shaken up in your bag?

He Ling didn't understand.