Airborne Learning God

Chapter 32

After Zheng Aiqing left, She Jian became bored again. He imagined that in the future, the gap between himself and the children would become bigger and bigger, and he would gradually be unable to walk together, and finally parted ways...

All in all, everyone was bereaved.

He wanted to take a nap to relieve his gloomy mood, but he was not sleepy, tsk.

Taking out an apple, She Jian absently peeled it.

Jiang Lu Jinchuanpeng in front is still playing games.

"Brother, cut one for us too." Jiang Lu took time to ask She Jian.

She Jian sat sideways, leaning against the wall, and kept moving her hands, "I think you two are short."

"Fuck, it's broken!" As soon as he spoke, the apple peel broke in two, and She Jian, annoyed, grabbed the apple peel and threw it at Jiang Lu and Jin Chuanpeng.

"Hey, brother, don't mess with me!" The spiral peel was hung around Jiang Lu's neck, but he was at a critical juncture in the game, so naturally he didn't care about the skin or not, so he let it wear a necklace It seems to hang around his neck.

The peel was broken, and She Jian didn't bother to peel it anymore, so he simply threw the half-peeled apple to Sun Yuchang who was watching a movie, "Chang Chang, continue!"

As soon as Sun Yuchang raised his head, he saw a round object flying towards him. He raised his hand subconsciously and grabbed it. Then he realized that it was an apple. He was surprised, "...Give it to me?"

"Yeah." She Jian responded, popping the gun out and pressing it back incessantly.

"Thanks." Sun Yuchang stood up and went out to wash the apples. He happened to be going to self-study soon, so he could eat them to relieve his boredom.

After a game ended, Jiang Lu won, and he started another round. Jin Chuanpeng was not in a hurry to "pursue the victory".

"Brother, let's make some biscuits." Jin Chuanpeng licked his face and smiled, "Playing games consumes your brain, and your physical strength drops rapidly."

Glancing at Jin Chuanpeng, She Jian randomly dug out a pack of Strawberry Oreos from the big cardboard box under the radiator, and threw it over.

Jin Chuanpeng caught it, quickly took it apart, stuffed it into his mouth together, and asked She Jian vaguely, "Brother, do you want to have a game together?"

As he said that, he still sneered and stretched out his hand to snort away the biscuit crumbs sprayed onto She Jian's paper, and She Jian then withdrew his death stare, "No play, I have to study later."

Jin Chuanpeng nodded, drank two sips of water, and went to play by himself.

When Sun Yuchang came back, She Jian was still playing games, but she was distracted.

"Quickly wipe the knife and put it away." Sun Yuchang bit the apple, "There is an inspector."

Controlled knives are not allowed to be brought into the school, and if they are found, it is a notice of criticism!

Nodding, She Jian put away the knife, and at this time the bell for the self-study class also rang, She Jian sighed, pulled out the complete chemistry solution, put on the earphones, and studied the questions while listening to the music.

Learning makes me happy, it is Cupid's arrow and the key to my happiness.

She Jian hypnotized herself like this.

[Na reacts with water containing phenolphthalein...]

Can't write, see the answer...

"Melting, floating, swimming, ringing, red?" She Jian scratched her head, it was all dissolved, why did it still float?

Can't figure it out, next question:

[The principle of HF corroding glass...]

Hey, is the glass silicon trioxide or silicon dioxide? It seems to be silicon dioxide? Eh, no, it seems to be three? It is three!

Looking at the listed equations, She Jian frowned, feeling like a hailstorm, damn it, why can't it be balanced?!

Fuck, look at the answer!

"What the hell..." She Jian gritted her teeth, it turned out to be silicon dioxide, no wonder it was not evenly matched according to three!

……

After a song time...

She Jian took out the birthday present she gave to the child --- that super business-style notebook.

He remembered, today's love letter hasn't been written yet, it's better to practice writing first in this class!

She Jian is very happy, he sincerely feels that he is an extraordinary talent!

The end result of indulging in writing practice is that a love letter, She Jian wrote nearly a thousand words with "true feelings", three pages of eloquence, smooth sentences, gorgeous words, after reading the whole text, let alone a typo None! Except that the words are not very beautiful.

After school, She Jian sent a WeChat message asking Zheng Aiqing what time get out of class ends, and Zheng Aiqing replied in seconds:

【06:30o(^｀)o】

Looking at the expression on the pendant tail, She Jian made up his mind about the appearance of his own child...

o(**************▽**************)q

She Jian was taken aback by the picture he had made up in his brain, and he quickly replied:

[Then let's go out for a while, after all, today is Christmas, we are both poor children without our parents. 】

After 3 minutes, Zheng Aiqing replied slowly [Yes. 】

The world of two came so suddenly and easily, She Jian was flattered:

[Then stop playing with your phone, and hurry up to attend the lectures. You don't usually attend lectures, but now you have to take it seriously when you are competing. 】

Zheng Aiqing replied again in seconds:

【I will. 】

[Just now I discovered a mistake made by Qi Fangfang, so I went to the podium to correct him. 】

She Jian: "..."

He has nothing to say except one awesome sentence.

It is now 06:30, and there is still some time before [-]:[-]. She Jian shook the car keys and went to the back door to pick up the car. The car is a modified motorcycle. Don't think too much about it. Foreign air transport to city t.

She Jian was underage, and the motorcycle was rewarded to She Jian by his father, She Hang, saying that it was to celebrate his son's success, and he finally broke out of the "top ten" in his grade.

She Jian didn't care whether those words were praise or derogation, anyway, he was already immune to his father's poisonous tongue since he was a child.

Pushing the car out of the school gate, She Jian put on his helmet and got in the car with one leg. He was going to see Mr. She first. The last time he went was at the beginning of November.

It's a pity that the children have a training camp, and She Jian feels regretful, seeing the parents in advance, just thinking about it makes me feel so exciting!

However, She Jian didn't catch up with the time by coincidence. When he arrived at the hospital, Mr. She was about to go for a physical examination.

Standing outside the ward, She Jian watched the doctors coming in and out, but Mr. She had sharp eyes. He raised his hand with some difficulty, signaling She Jian to hurry over.

"Grandpa." After a pause, She Jian walked in. The doctors and nurses inside saw She Jian, nodded slightly, and continued to do their own things.

Seeing that old man She had tubes all over his body, She Jian's throat was tight and his nose was a little congested, so he called "Grandpa" again, but this time the tone sounded very weak.

Grandpa She was about to be laughed at by his silly grandson, "I'm going to do a checkup every few days."

A doctor came to auscultate Mr. She, and She Jian put his hands in his pockets, and moved back a few steps in a daze, and found a place that was not in the way.

Originally, She Jian used to visit Mr. She once in about a week, or half a month at the longest. Later, because he had to study hard, he didn't come for nearly a month. He remembered that it was not that troublesome for his grandfather to do the checkup before. ..and...

It's almost five o'clock, do a full body check?

She Jian felt uneasy for no reason.

Of

Fortunately, this "full body examination" is fast enough, and it will be over in half an hour.

"The situation is fairly stable."

She Jian was told so by the male doctor who was obviously the chief physician.

She Jian somehow felt relieved.

After the doctor left, She Jian went to get a basin of warm water, soaked a towel and wiped Mr. She's arms, chest, waist and abdomen.

During the examination, the doctor smeared these places, although they were wiped off in the end, but She Jian was still worried, he always suspected that they hadn't wiped clean.

"I heard from your father that you have improved in your studies?" Mr. She looked at She Jian who was wiping his forearms with his head down.

She Jian is very careful in doing things, and he didn't even let go of the ten fingers of old man She. He lowered his eyes and looked at the blue veins protruding from the back of his grandfather's hand, "It's rare that my dad still has time to visit you, let me tell you These."

Both She Hang and Gao Ruiqing are busy, busy with the group, busy with their careers, busy with their world, they only come to see Mr. She once a month, but they often make video calls. She Jian knows all this, but the video has a use, and I can't touch it. , intangible, and radiation, besides looking at the face, what else can you see?

Can the veins on Grandpa's hand be seen through the eye of a needle? She Jian snorted in disdain.

"Look at your virtue." Mr. She scolded with a smile, "This time, your little deskmate has contributed a lot, right?"

Every time She Jian came to visit Mr. She, she would definitely mention Zheng Aiqing, but the adjective changed from "primary school scum" to "university bully" now.

"He gave me a lot of lectures, and recently he is busy with CPhO."

She Jian often reports to Mr. She about her academic progress and what Zheng Aiqing is doing.Once, he came to the hospital and chatted with Mr. She while doing his homework. When he encountered a question he didn't know, he asked Mr. She.

Grandpa She was also a master of education all the way back then. In fact, in the whole old She family, a scumbag like She Jian was born in several generations.

The quality of grades does not directly equate to the level of ability. Mr. She never simply uses "study" to measure a person, but Mr. She is also very happy when his grandson studies well.

After all, children who study well are attractive. After all, when they were students, they still focused on their studies.

Therefore, in the eyes of Mr. She, Zheng Aiqing is a very obedient and obedient boy who is good at studying and enthusiastic. He knows how to help his backward classmates and make progress together. This idea is so positive! Look, now even CPhO is not spared!

"CPhO is not bad, your little classmate is very good." Mr. She patted She Jian's hand, "Then you have to fight yourself, don't be left too far by your little classmate."

"I know, I will work hard." She Jian nodded, after wiping old man She's stomach, he wrung out the towel and poured out the water.

After chatting for a while, Mr. She's forehead started to sweat, but it was winter.

Seeing this, She Jian stopped bothering and told Mr. She to rest well.

"Got it, got it." Mr. She smiled and waved his hands, "Bring that little classmate with you when you have time, but you always said you would bring it for grandpa to see, but you didn't bring it any time."

She Jian responded, but felt regret in her heart. In fact, what I almost brought today...

At a quarter past six, She Jian looked at the time and hurried out of the hospital with her schoolbag on her back...

When She Jian hurried back to No. 40 Middle School on his motorcycle, it was already past [-]:[-].

The world of two people was full of expectations, but she was late. She Jian was extremely annoyed, and waited impatiently for the traffic lights.

After riding the last road, She Jian saw the noise at the bus station not far from the gate of the No. [-] Middle School, but She Jian didn't care. He was still bald. How could he explain to the children that he was "late for an appointment"? , The child didn't reply to the WeChat message he sent, and it seemed that he was very angry.

The motorcycle drove past the bus station quickly, and with the mentality of watching the excitement and not thinking it was a big deal, She Jian casually glanced over there...

But he saw the white and tender student bully kid from his family, strangled the neck of a little yellow hair with the sleeve of his school uniform expressionlessly, and kicked the little yellow hair neatly on the knee of the little yellow hair. And when he didn't notice for a while, he was kicked firmly on the back by another big yellow haired boy behind him!

There is a spine in the back!

If one is not done well, it will paralyze and kill people!

"Fuck. Fuck you!"

She Jian's eyes were red with anxiety, and she rushed over on her new motorcycle, chasing the big yellow hair who kicked her child's back all the way, cursing fiercely:

"You fucking dare to kick him in the back, I hate you bitch, you fucking idiot!"

Zheng Aiqing, who almost fell and ate shit, managed to stabilize her figure: ⊙▽⊙!

[The author has something to say]: Zheng Aiqing: I believe that one day, my prince will come to me on a white horse.

Motorcycle: My name is Baima.

(You are not allowed to ride a motorcycle on the road if you are not full~)