Chapter 271: Good Luck, Good Fortune
Chapter 271: Good Luck, Good Fortune
"...I have classes tomorrow!" Jixiang refused.
"Then after school tomorrow!" Dr. Wen Pu said quickly.
"...What help?" asked Ji Wu Ce.
Doctor Wen Pu showed an unfathomable expression and said, "Good news! You will find out when you come!"
Jixiang looked at Dr. Wenpu suspiciously and said honestly, "Why can't I believe it..."
"…Think about the consequences of offending the doctor!" Dr. Wen Pu used his ultimate move.
The Great Wealth Team: “…”
"Okay, Dr. Wen! How many do you need?" Jixiang is always the one who slides down to her knees the fastest. She is so flexible and resilient!
Doctor Wen Pu looked critically at the "six pieces of fresh fish meat" and said, "...then let's take them all together!"
After saying that, Dr. Wen Pu walked away humming a song, holding a large teacup. He was going back to his own clinic!
The six people watched Dr. Wen Pu leave with serious expressions.
The tiring weekend is finally over, and the grueling study day is here...
The next morning, Scar's class started early.
After Jixiang came back from a stroll outside, he stopped pretending completely... Therefore, Scar, who had gotten to know Jixiang's true colors, became very irritable whenever he saw Jixiang.
"...What are you dissatisfied with?" Scar Teacher asked coldly before having a one-on-one fight with Jixiang.
"Why can't Nuwa make up for it on Sunday?" Jixiang, who had been beaten up in every class, had given up on treatment and answered very sincerely.
Scar teacher pulled the corner of his mouth and cursed word by word: "Fuck you!"
Onlookers: "..."
These two are crazy! There is no hope!
auspicious:"……"
Damn it, this is a big deal!
Jixiang, holding the butcher knife, used his body skills to the utmost and barely dodged Scar Teacher's attack...
Ten minutes later, with a "bang", Jixiang was kicked out of the battlefield by Scar Teacher holding the butcher knife.
"...You've made some progress." Scar Teacher stretched his neck, stared at Jixiang's safe landing posture, and said with his eyes slightly narrowed.
Jixiang's palm was torn, and his entire arm was numb. His arm was shaking uncontrollably. The originally smooth blade of the butcher knife was ruined by Scar's scabbard... There were gaps all over it...
The hardworking Jixiang fell into a short period of depression. This butcher knife is her latest masterpiece! There is also a picture of winter plums engraved on it to express her Jixiang's attitude of defying frost and snow!
The Pig-Slaughtering Knife's debut battle ended in a tragic way...
Jixiang just sat down and rested. She wanted to look at her equally miserable classmates to find some mental balance!
It is easy to find mental balance, but strength cannot be increased overnight.
Jixiang, who decided to study hard, was destined to face the "wrath" of the teachers...
After experiencing the surprise of Jixiang's talent level that exceeded expectations, most teachers felt very complicated. After teaching so many students at Zhanda for so long, they were actually "pecked in the eye" by a student! This is a shame in the teaching career!
The teachers unanimously decided to give Jixiang extra lessons! For such an excellent student, they would not allow Jixiang to not get enough training and learning! He must make up for what he missed in the past six months!
auspicious:"……"
Jixiang didn't know about this, but it was obvious that the teachers were getting tougher on her... Especially when they saw Jixiang quickly recovering from training, or completing various difficult trainings with ease, the teachers' eyes were particularly unfathomable...
In the last bomb-making class, Jixiang made half as much as others. If he were to make bombs by hand, Jixiang could directly make sparks and ascend to heaven on the spot to make up for the Sunday...
Jixiang was very much attracted to Nuwa's profession. She wanted to create a group of people to work for her and earn money...
"...Dream on, there's everything in dreams!" Mo Xingfeng was very interested in Jixiang's idea, but Mo Xingfeng was a pragmatic and handsome guy, and he rationally kicked this delusion out of his mind.
The three mechas squatting in a row are very eye-catching in the huge training ground.
The mecha teacher sneered and glanced at the three mechas with unique styles. Not only Jixiang, but also the two students Mo Xingfeng and Mo Zuolang could not be let go!
Although it is impossible to truly teach students in accordance with their aptitude, after all, there are so many students, but it is normal to set different training volumes and difficulty levels according to different talent levels!
Mo Xingfeng and Mo Zuolang suddenly felt a gust of cold wind blowing from behind...
"...Langlang, do you feel that the way the teacher looks at us recently is particularly..." Mo Xingfeng thought for a moment and then hesitated, "particularly warm?"
Mo Zuolang nodded his head vigorously and said, "It is indeed lively!"
The recently devastated Jixiang looked up at the sky at a 45-degree angle and said sadly: "Congratulations, this is all the teacher's deep love!"
Mo Xingfeng frowned and said, "Love came too suddenly..."
Mo Zuolang sighed deeply.
"Don't stir up trouble when it's auspicious!" The teacher's voice suddenly exploded in my ears.
The three of them immediately jumped up and ran over...
What a miserable day... After the three of them finished their last class together, they rushed to Dr. Wen Pu's laboratory together.
Dr. Wen Pu was standing at the door of the laboratory waiting for everyone, just like a hotel concierge.
The other three who arrived earlier and had no class in the last period of the afternoon were already sitting in the laboratory.
Doctor Wen Pu came over with a cup of strangely colored medicine with a friendly smile on his face.
Jixiang frowned, this picture was not right!
"Daji, take your medicine..." said Dr. Wen Pu.
"...It's Dajixiang." Jixiang's face changed instantly. Don't call her Daji, she's afraid...
Su Erya's nose twitched, and she looked at the medicine in Doctor Wen Pu's hand with shining eyes, and said excitedly: "Doctor Wen! Let me do it!"
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