The stall owner nodded affirmatively: "Yes!"

As she said that, she took out a bag of baked cake from the cargo box and handed it to Aqiang, "For you, Brother Aqiang!"

A Qiang reached out to take it, and he knew that the pack had at least a dozen pieces of bowl cakes. He couldn't help asking, "It's so late, what if I didn't come?"

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

As she said that, she reached out and blinked: "Thank you, patronize for two dollars!"

Aqiang laughed in silence. The little girl was just a brother who settled the score clearly, so he simply took out two yuan for her.

...

Song Huanxi paused and found guiltily that the dim sum stall occupied a bit of length.

Moreover, she seemed to write her dick so well!

Forget it, Mr. Wujiu Buhuan said that changing the article is a taboo, just like performing surgery on someone, cutting off an arm and resuming it again, can it ensure that the length of the newly connected arm is consistent?

If you have to modify it, just wait for a while and wait until the lesion has formed. If the problem is too big, cut it off with one stroke!

Song Huanxi deeply agreed. He finally worked hard to squeeze toothpaste. After writing these many words, it was as painful as cutting off the flesh.

So she continued to write:

Aqiang hurried to the night school with his snacks and bought a piece of sesame cake on the way to satisfy his hunger.

Yesterday, he went late, and it took some time to sign up, and only caught up with the last class.

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

When he arrived, classes had not started yet, and those classmates were still completely different from yesterday's attitude.

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

Teaching He walked into the classroom on time. Today, she was dressed up again. She had a striped shirt on her upper body and a pair of trousers on her lower body. She tied her hair up, but she used a colorful hairband. The tail of the hairband was dragged onto her shoulders, making her look free and beautiful.

She took a look at A Qiang in the back row first, nodded to him before starting class.

The first class is mathematics. I have learned the most basic four-character operations of addition, subtraction, multiplication and division. Next, I will start explaining the one-center equation.

Aqiang tried hard to cheer up, but he was still confused. He was not a person who could not calculate the calculation. He did small business, addition, subtraction, multiplication and division every day. It only took a moment to calculate the price he missed.

But what is x? Isn’t this an English letter?

Why do you still work part-time in math?

It seems that the letters have a hard time, hey.

Isn’t it all to use numbers to add, subtract, multiply and divide?

Why do you need to make an X?

Aqiang was dizzy and finally got to the end of the first class.

Section 2 Chinese is much more interesting.

...

Song Huanxi stopped writing, Well, in Chinese, there is no difference between reading, reading and reading newspapers. If she turned her serial novel into the teaching content of Chinese classes in the novel—

Aqiang has been carrying an old blue cloth pocket for many years and is shuttled through...

What would the protagonist react when he reads the protagonist's own story and suddenly finds that he has become the person in the story?

It's fun to think about it!

In the end, Song Huanxi gave up this idea. According to this writing method, I am afraid it is not a love novel, but a suspense novel.

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

Wujiu said that if you have any inspiration, you must write it down quickly. There are not many things, like ginseng from Changbai Mountain. If you don’t tie the red rope in time, you will run away with your legs in a blink of an eye!

Song Huanxi's eyes rolled, but she couldn't write her own novels, she could write other people's novels!

Well, it’s time to repay you with joy!

Song Huanxi wrote without hesitation:

Teacher He took out a Ming Pao, flipped it to the supplement, shook the newspaper in his hand, and smiled: "Today we will continue to read this article "The Relentless Swordsman"!"

...

When Song Huanxi was reading the newspaper in the Wonton Store, "The Relentless Swordsman" was also an article with a very high replies. She was impressed by many plots so well that she knew them well. She chose the description she thought was the most attractive:

Most of the beautiful hands are beautiful.

...

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

While reading, Teacher He wrote this passage on the blackboard.

After writing, she used a teaching stick to go over one word at a time, and slowly read each word.

After reading it, she looked up at the students below: "Which word does not recognize this paragraph?"

In addition to Aqiang, these students have been learning for a while and have already recognized the relatively simple words. When they heard this, they immediately said that they were not very familiar with the two new words "Flaws and Carving".

Teach He wiped off all the words and wrote them up again, magnifying them three times so that the students sitting in the last row could see clearly.

She immediately talked about the meaning of these two words, "The meaning of missing means less, and the meaning of sink means less, so these two words add up to less things. If that person has fewer things, wouldn't it be a problem?"

Aqiang tried hard to remember the meaning of the words, but it was easier to understand the shape of the characters.

The words he wrote on the notebook were the same as those written by Teacher He on the blackboard, but the words he wrote were so awkward.

If the words He Zhixi’s words are a normal person with healthy limbs, while his words are more like disabled people with separate limbs and body.

Aqiang sighed and simply focused on the story itself.

Soon, he became fascinated by the hearing.

When the Chinese language get out of class was over, Aqiang was still immersed in the story. Even when the classmates around him started to talk, he subconsciously interrupted.

"Lin Xian'er, the most beautiful woman in the world, is beautiful, why is she so vicious?"

"Oh, maybe this is the beauty that has flaws!"

A Qiang couldn't help but say, "What's the matter? She is so beautiful. If she asks you to do something, she will let you kiss you, and you will definitely be willing!"

Several students were stunned for a moment and laughed at each other, "You are a local bun who has never seen a beauty!"

"You are willing to do whatever you ask you to do? Then what about you to die?"

Aqiang raised his head and argued with reason: "If a beauty like Teacher He asked me to die, then I would die, what's wrong?"

He then added: "Teacher He is so kind, so he won't tell me to die!"

He thought about it and said loudly in English: "She is so beautiful,clever and kind."

A group of poor students looked at each other, what did this local bun say?

At the same time, Teaching He stood at the door of the classroom with his teaching materials in his arms and could not move forward or retreat—

Who would tell him to die!

He also said that people are beautiful and kind-hearted!-

7. The owed seven chapters, the number appears, which means that the update ends today, and the debt is incurred.
Chapter completed!