I have ten trillion licking dog gold

Go to the hospital for a check-up?

What do you mean?

Is this a reminder for him to have a physical examination?

Don't even say it.

If we count the last formal physical examination I had, it was arranged by the school during the college entrance examination. It has been at least a few years since then.

It’s not that Jiang Chen neglected his own health, but before, he was full of resistance to places like hospitals. Moreover, he was in his twenties, the youngest and strongest time of his life. Who among the young people at this age would think of going to the hospital all the time?

But Pei Yunxi put aside her goddess airs and took the initiative to show concern for him. Jiang Chen felt that he should not let her down. If there was a chance, he should go to Xinghuo Medical Center for a comprehensive check-up.

Ugh.

It’s still too late to remind you.

He had clearly just returned from Jiangcheng and had been to the Spark Medical Center.

After a stroll, I return to "home". Well, even if I am not the owner of the household, it does not mean that it can no longer be home.

If the name on the property certificate is used as the standard, I wonder how many people would be left homeless.

Especially for some married men, in order to find a wife, the account will probably be written in their wife's name.

Therefore, it is inaccurate to use the head of household as the standard. Whether a place is considered a home should depend on the "feeling" and "atmosphere".

To be honest, no matter how good the decoration is, there will always be people inside. Otherwise, no matter how big the area is, there will only be emptiness and loneliness. When Jiang Chen stepped into the mansion that he bought with the first large expense in his life, the scene he saw warmed his heart.

Around two o'clock in the afternoon, the Taoist sister was sitting cross-legged on the sofa, watching TV intently, quietly. The beautiful and handsome boy was lying on the table next to her, doing his homework, writing furiously.

Which man can resist such a scene?

only.

There seems to be a problem.

——Why is this kid doing his homework on the first floor?

Don’t you have a desk in your room?

Jiang Chen walked over and found that this boy was not just pretending. He had already filled up most of the homework paper, which was about physics.

"Where's my sister?"

The Martial Saint looked up.

"gone."

"what--"

Wu Sheng probably didn't expect his elder sister to leave without saying goodbye, or maybe he was annoyed that his performance was in vain, and then he breathed a sigh of relief and sighed with pretended regret: "Alas, I wanted to wait for her to come back and ask her for advice."

"Ask me about studying? Don't you know what degree your sister has? You think your life is too easy and you want to get beaten up, right?"

Jiang Chen spoke frankly.

Anyway, Lan Peizhi is not here.

"Don't look down on me. My sister hasn't received much education, but that doesn't mean she has no knowledge."

A younger brother is still a younger brother after all.

Even though Wusheng calls the thief "brother" all the time in a friendly way, if two people really have a quarrel, his position will be clear at a glance.

"I didn't say she had no knowledge."

Knowing that this kid is a smart kid, Jiang Chen naturally has to be on guard against him. If nothing unexpected happens, this kid must still be upset about the incident of complaining about Kabukicho. While guarding against this kid "returning the favor", Jiang Chen looked at his physics homework, "But if you ask her this kind of question, she will definitely not know how to do it."

"You can?"

The Martial Saint said subconsciously.

Jiang Chen smiled, and as the light on his body shone brighter and brighter, it seemed that gradually no one remembered his identity as a top student.

"Do you know how many points I got in physics in the college entrance examination?"

"How many?"

"Full marks."

How childish.

Showing off to a child.

but.

Today, Boss Jiang needs to pay attention to his status and will only show off to a child.

"Boasting?"

Wu Sheng sneered, his face full of disbelief, "No one in our class got full marks in physics. It's even more abnormal than math."

“If you can discover the charm of physics, you will find that it is not a subject but a kind of aesthetics.”

Wu Sheng was stunned. Perhaps he didn't think that the physics was abnormal, but the way he looked at Jiang Chen was a bit like looking at a pervert.

Jiang Chen turned a blind eye and looked at his homework paper.

"At dusk, the sun is red because at dusk—"

This is a multiple choice question.

There are three options below.

A. The sun emits more red light

B. The sunlight takes a longer journey

C. The sun is closer to the earth

"Don't you think this title is beautiful?"

Wu Sheng is numb. He is too young to feel anything. Or, when someone is this age, he is unable to discover alternative beauty from the piles of questions.

One can never have both youth and the feeling of youth at the same time.

"What should I choose for this question?"

The Martial Saint asked tentatively.

“The journey is long.”

"why?"

Wu Sheng couldn't help but ask, he chose C.

Boss Jiang is also patient. As it is rare for him to be at home, he simply became a tutor temporarily. "Because the sun's altitude angle is small at dusk, the sunlight has a long path through the atmosphere. When light passes through the atmosphere, gas molecules, dust, etc. in the atmosphere will scatter the light. According to the Rayleigh scattering law, light with shorter wavelengths, such as blue light and purple light, is more easily scattered, while light with longer wavelengths, such as red light and orange light, is not easily scattered. At dusk, sunlight has to travel a longer path, and most of the short-wavelength light, such as blue light, is scattered, while long-wavelength light, such as red light, can penetrate more of the atmosphere to reach our eyes, so the sun looks red."

Wu Sheng opened his eyes wide, staring at Jiang Chen absentmindedly, and then pointed at another question that he was unsure about.

"What about this one?"

It’s still a multiple-choice question.

The questions are simple but quite interesting, and very different from traditional physics questions.

[The taste of Antarctic Ocean ice is ()]

A. Light

B. As salty as sea water

C. Saltier than sea water

International schools are indeed different. Boss Jiang has never encountered such a question before.

Is this what they call educational entertainment?

Under the Martial Saint's unblinking gaze, Jiang Chen gave the answer easily.

"A."

"Light?"

The Martial Saint found it hard to understand and unbelievable, but due to Jiang Chen’s amazing performance just now, he did not dare to question it.

"Brother, have you been to Antarctica?"

"Never been."

“Have you ever tasted Antarctic ice?”

Transporting Antarctic icebergs was originally a project that someone had envisioned.

"No."

Jiang Chen denied it again.

"Then why do you know it's light?"

"The floating ice in the Antarctic Ocean is mainly formed by the glaciers on the Antarctic continent breaking off and entering the ocean. Glaciers are formed by the gradual accumulation and compaction of a large amount of snow under the action of gravity. Snow is directly condensed from water vapor and contains almost no salt. Therefore, these floating ice melts into fresh water, which tastes the same as ordinary fresh water."

sound.

It seems easy to understand and extremely simple, but why can't I think of it?

"The purpose of reading is to let you know in advance the places you may not be able to reach. Of course, if you have the opportunity to go to Antarctica in the future, you can verify it yourself."

After saying that, Jiang Chen turned around and walked towards the Taoist sister who was watching TV.

Wu Sheng stared at him in a trance and did not chase after him. Instead, he picked up the pen again, revised his answers, and continued to do his homework. His young and handsome face seemed to be more serious.

in fact.

As a sister, maybe you should also say thank you to someone.

Taoist Duanmu's viewing preference changed unconsciously. What was shown on the TV screen was no longer ancient heroes flying over eaves and walls, picking leaves and flowers, but modern professional criminal police.

Although he looks worried and bitter, he is in line with the mainstream.

The Taoist sister is catching up with the times at a very fast speed.

Even the aesthetic standards for watching movies have caught up.

She probably won't ask stupid questions like whether the magic skills on TV are real or fake.

Is this kind of growth a good thing or a bad thing?

"This type of drama is not suitable for you."

Jiang Chen sat down next to him.

The suspense film, unit drama, the plot that Duanmu Liuli is watching now, tells the story of an unidentified female corpse that appeared in a city park. Killing her was not enough, the murderer also deliberately shaped the body into a sculpture and placed it in a crowded area with great fanfare.

Such a plot is quite bizarre and can attract the audience's attention, but for Taoist Duanmu, it may be difficult to feel involved.

Not to mention bullying and harm, what kind of criminal can be so arrogant in front of her?

Even if the king of special forces comes, he has to march in step obediently.

"Your girlfriend said it can increase awareness of prevention."

The word "girlfriend" almost made Jiang Chen unable to hold back. He pursed his lips and remained silent for a long time.

"...What she said makes sense. Have you seen Xiao Long Nu in The Return of the Condor Heroes? She has such advanced martial arts skills, but she was still ambushed by a villain."

have to.

Changing stance so quickly.

But Boss Jiang is not just cooperating with his girlfriend. What he said makes a lot of sense.

"Dragon Knight?"

Jiang Chen put the film contract he had stolen while visiting on the coffee table, and when he heard these words out of the blue, he was stunned and stared at the Taoist nun who was still looking straight at him for a long time. Then he retracted his gaze, concentrated on watching TV, and kept silent.

I don’t know if it was because he was too comfortable, but even though it was such a heavy-taste drama, someone curled up on the sofa and fell asleep without realizing it.

Halfway through, the Martial Saint came over to take a look but did not disturb him. When Jiang Chen opened his eyes again, it was already dusk and the sun was turning red.

Glance to the side.

have to.

Taoist Duanmu was still staring at the TV intently, as if he was still in the same posture.

Jiang Chen sat up straight and stretched.

"Brother, Sister Shurui is back."

The Martial Saint shouted.

This kid is still doing his homework.

Children can be taught.

There should be no need for this kid to put on an act in front of me, right?

"I ordered food, it should be here soon."

Hearing the voice, Jiang Chen turned around and looked towards the stairs, only to see Li Shurui walking down the steps. She must have changed her clothes, wearing slippers and a relaxed home style.

Jiang Chen stood up, smiled calmly, and opened his arms, "Come, hug me."

The Martial Saint pretended not to see it.

Duanmu Liuli didn't care at all.

It seemed that only the household head, Li Shurui, was a little restrained. She glanced at him and then walked to the side of Wu Sheng, who was particularly studious today.

"Clean up and get ready for dinner."

"okay."

Meals delivered to your door.

Even the delivery staff are dressed in suits.

"Cooking is indeed a skill, but food that you pay for tastes better."

The Martial Saint looked at Jiang Chen in surprise.

He deliberately didn't want Sister Shurui to know, so as to avoid causing trouble.

Wouldn't this make all his hard work go to waste?

as predicted.

Sister Shu Rui noticed it and asked, "What did you eat for lunch?"

Seeing that he couldn't hide it anymore, Wu Sheng could only confess: "My sister came here this morning."

While speaking, he couldn't help but secretly glance at Jiang Chen.

My brother.

This is too manly.

Sometimes men don't need to be so frank.

"Why didn't you tell me?"

Li Yuanhua must still remember Lan Peizhi clearly, even though they only met once.

"She just stayed for a while, it's not necessary."

Jiang Chen was natural and relaxed.

"Did Miss Lan cook lunch at noon?"

Li Shurui heard the clue. She indeed had not had much dealings with the other party, but to this day, she more or less understood the meaning of Bloody Guanyin.

"Uh……"

Wu Sheng helped explain, "Don't blame Brother Jiang Chen, he just came back when we were having dinner."

What a caring uncle... No, brother.

Jiang Chen pressed on, "I should have read some magazines at the airport. It's a good thing you didn't come back. The food she cooked is really not good enough."

"Brother, it's great that my sister can cook."

The Martial Saint argued.

Jiang Chen nodded, adhering to the principle of discussing the matter at hand and dealing with each matter separately.

"That too."

"Miss Lan is the guest and she cooked the meal herself. Even if the food is not tasty, you shouldn't say anything."

As expected, Li Shurui criticized someone.

There's just no place for crickets.

It is a great honor to be able to eat the meal prepared by Bloody Guanyin herself.

It’s just that Boss Jiang is an exception.

To him, it was just a meal, nothing to be proud of.

Not to mention half-cooked dishes.

Lan Peizhi's saliva, he...

Stop.

Far away.

"Aren't you afraid that the Martial Saint will complain?"

After dinner, Li Shurui whispered while alone in the tea room on the first floor.

"Don't you know there's a saying that a distant relative is not as good as a close neighbor?"

Jiang Chen crossed his legs, holding a cup of tea in one hand, looking carefree.

"I only know that people who have offended Miss Lan usually have a bad ending." Li Shurui drank tea and said calmly, as if chatting.

Jiang Chen remained calm, "That's all exaggeration. It's not that exaggerated. Some people are just slandering her. She also asked me to thank you on her behalf for taking care of Wu Sheng. If you really get along with her, you will find that she is actually quite reasonable."

This review...

If Lan Peizhi were here, I wonder if he would blush.

"Wu Sheng has been here for so long, and she has only come to see me once. Do you think we will ever have a chance to truly get along?"

Jiang Chen pretended not to hear and asked, "When did you become so knowledgeable about the tea ceremony?"

Li Shurui finally couldn't help herself and burst out laughing.

"What are you guilty of?"

Jiang Chen was stunned, "When did I feel guilty?"

Li Shurui lowered her head, raised the kettle, gently pressed the lid with her right thumb, and held the bottom of the kettle firmly with her left hand. The tea poured out directly, and she lifted and pulled the kettle up and down to pour water. She repeated this three times, the standard phoenix three nods.

"People like Miss Lan are like magma, and it is boiling magma. People who cherish life will not dare to get close to them."

Jiang Chen was silent, watching his girlfriend pour tea, then he picked up the cup and took a sip.

"Incisive."

(End of this chapter)