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The stall owner's younger sister nodded affirmatively: "Yes!"

As she spoke, she took out a pack of bozai cakes from the cargo box and handed it to Aqiang, "Here you are, Brother Aqiang!"

Ah Qiang stretched out his hand to take it, and he knew that there were at least a dozen pieces of cakes in this bag. He couldn't help asking: "It's so late, what if I didn't come?"

The stall owner's little girl smiled and said naturally: "Then take it home and eat it yourself!"

As she spoke, she stretched out her hand and blinked: "Thank you, two yuan for your patronage!"

Ah Qiang couldn't help laughing, but this little girl was clearly settled by her brother, so he simply gave her two yuan.

……

Song Huanxi paused, and found out with a guilty conscience that the space occupied by his dim sum stall seemed a bit long——

Moreover, she seems to have written the second child very well!

Forget it, Mr. Wujiubuhuan said that changing the text is a big taboo, like performing an operation on someone, cutting off an arm, and then reattaching another, can you ensure that the new arm is the same length?

If you have to modify it, just wait for a while until the lesion has been established, and if the problem is too big, then cut it off!

Song Huanxi took it very seriously, it was hard work, like squeezing toothpaste, writing so many words, it was like cutting flesh to delete.

So she went on to write:

Ah Qiang took the snacks and hurried to the night school again, buying a piece of sesame seed cakes on the way to satisfy his hunger.

Yesterday, he went late, the registration was delayed for some time, and he only caught up with the last class.

In fact, the night school has three classes every night, mathematics, Chinese, and English, which happens to be three classes a day.

When he arrived, class hadn't started yet, and he was still the same classmates, with a completely different attitude from yesterday.

They turned a blind eye to him one by one, and when he was like air, Ah Qiang was also happy and at ease.

He Jiaoxi walked into the classroom on time. Today, she is dressed differently. She wears a striped shirt on her upper body, a pair of trousers on her lower body, her hair is tied up, but she wears a colorful headband with the end of the headband hanging on her shoulders. Above, the whole person is free and easy and beautiful.

She glanced at A Qiang in the back row, nodded to him, and then started the class.

The first class is mathematics. I have already learned the four most basic operations of addition, subtraction, multiplication and division. Next, I will start explaining unary equations.

Ah Qiang tried his best to cheer up, but he was still in the fog of learning. He is not a person who can't count. He does small business every day, adding, subtracting, multiplying and dividing. It only takes a moment for him to do mental calculations, and he never misses the price.

But what is this x? Isn't this just an English letter?

Why do you still work part-time in mathematics?
It seems that the letters are not having a good time, hey.

Isn't it over to add, subtract, multiply and divide directly with numbers to calculate the result?
Why make an X out?

Ah Qiang was dazed until the end of the first class.

The second section, Chinese, is much more interesting.

……

Song Huanxi stopped writing, um, Chinese, just reading, there is no difference between reading and reading newspapers, if she turns her serial novels into novels, the teaching content of Chinese class——

Ah Qiang carries an old blue cloth bag on his back all the year round, shuttles...

The protagonist reads the protagonist's own story and suddenly realizes that he has become the person in the story. What will be his reaction?
It's fun to think about!

In the end, Song Huanxi dismissed the idea. According to this writing method, I am afraid that it is not a romance novel, but a suspense novel.

However, she still wrote down the idea. If it doesn't work this time, it doesn't mean it won't work in the future.

No wine, no joy said, if you have any inspiration, you must write it down quickly. There are not many of these things, like ginseng from Changbai Mountain.

Song Huanxi's eyes rolled, but she can't write her own novels, she can write other people's novels!
Well, it's time to reciprocate with Li Yongquan!

Song Huanxi wrote without hesitation:

He Jiaoxi took out a Ming Pao, flipped to the supplement, shook the newspaper in his hand, and said with a smile, "Today we will continue reading "Sentimental Swordsman Ruthless Sword"!"

……

When Song Huanxi was reading the newspaper at Yuntun Store, "Sentimental Swordsman Ruthless Sword" was also required to read the article with a very high rate of repetition. She was so impressed by many passages that she was so impressed that she chose the most attractive one without hesitation. A description:
The hands of beauties are mostly beautiful.

……

The hands that were displayed in front of his eyes were perfect and flawless, like a piece of carefully carved mutton fat jade.

Professor He wrote this passage on the blackboard while reading.

After writing, she used the pointer again to point to each word and read each word slowly at the same time.

After reading, she raised her head and looked at the students below: "Which word in this paragraph do you not know?"

Except for Ah Qiang, these students have been studying for a period of time, and they already know relatively simple characters. Hearing this, they immediately expressed that they are not very familiar with the two new words defect and carving.

Professor He erased all the words, and re-wrote the two words on them, magnifying them three times so that the students sitting in the last row could see them clearly.

She then talked about the meanings of these two words, "Lack means less, and trap means missing a piece, so when these two words are added together, it means something is missing. If a person lacks something, it means he has something." What's wrong?"

Ah Qiang tried hard to memorize, the meaning of the word is easy to understand, but the shape of the word is much more difficult to remember.

The words he wrote on the notebook are the same as the strokes He Jiaoxi wrote on the blackboard, but the words he wrote are awkward no matter how you look at them.

If it is said that He Jiaoxi's calligraphy is a normal person with sound limbs, but his calligraphy is more like a disabled person whose limbs and body are separated.

Ah Qiang sighed, and simply focused on the story itself.

Soon, he was fascinated by it.

After Chinese get out of class was over, Ah Qiang was still immersed in the story, so much so that when the students around him started talking, he subconsciously interjected.

"Lin Xian'er, the number one beauty in the world, is so beautiful, why is she so vicious?"

"Hey, maybe this is the beauty's flaws!"

Ah Qiang couldn't help but said: "What's the matter, she looks so beautiful, if she asks you to do something, she will let you kiss her, and you will definitely be willing!"

A few students froze for a moment, and laughed out loud, "You bumpkin who has never seen a beauty!"

"You are willing to do whatever you are told? Then tell you to die?"

Ah Qiang raised his head and argued with reason: "If a beauty like Mr. He tells me to die, then I will die, so what?"

He immediately added another sentence: "Teacher He is so kind, so he won't ask me to die!"

He thought for a while, and then said aloud in English: "She is so beautiful, clever and kind."

A group of scumbags looked at each other in blank dismay, what are you talking about, this bumpkin?
At the same time, Professor He was holding the textbook, standing at the door of the classroom, unable to advance or retreat——

Who would tell him to die!

It is also said that the family is beautiful and kind! -
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