Chapter 186 Tigress

   In the next two days, Li Qiao will spend all his time in the library except for class.

  I can meet Professor Xue every day, and after getting to know him, I learned that he is writing a thesis.

  Li Qiao gave birth to the idea of ​​writing an article by himself, and it is best to publish it to pave the way for future application for staying in school. She pondered her words and asked humbly: "I also want to write a paper, can I ask you to give me some pointers then?"

  Xue Lingqing was puzzled. He had to skip a grade for a while, and he had to write a thesis for a while. Do you have enough brains? "Professional courses are relatively difficult, so you should prepare for the exam with peace of mind."

   "It's okay, I can handle it." Li Qiao went on to tell the topic, outline, and starting point of his thesis.

  Xue Lingqing became more and more shocked as she listened to it. Within a week of enrolling, she had already dabbled in the dissertation.

   No wonder you have to skip a grade.

  He appreciated it very much: "Yes, you can write."

  Li Qiao was very happy and was about to express his thanks.

   "Li Qiao!" Xue Sufen yelled loudly, attracting passing classmates to watch, she stepped forward and asked, "Are you suing my uncle behind my back?"

  Li Qiao was confused: "Sue?" No matter how stupid she was, she would never tell Professor Xue that his niece was wrong.

"Isn't it?!" Xue Sufen was furious. Recently, my uncle often mentioned to her family that Li Qiao was studying hard, and she only cared about playing all day long. As a result, she was scolded by her parents when she returned home. Dare to enter.

   "If I have time to speak ill of you, I might as well memorize two more formulas." Li Qiao implying that you are not qualified enough for me to waste my time, she turned to Xue Lingqing and said, "Professor Xue, I have to leave beforehand."

   Xue Lingqing nodded slightly.

   Xue Sufen didn't allow Li Qiao to leave, and made a gesture to stop her, but Xue Lingqing grabbed her back by the collar: "How many times have I told you that classmates should get along with each other in harmony."

"Get along in harmony? This woman is more fierce than a tigress in private. She beat up Cheng Shuqin the night before, and her hair fell out." Xue Sufen recalled the situation at that time, breaking out in a cold sweat. Li Qiao's beating was true. Get started.

   It seems to have martial arts.

  Cheng Shuqin flaunted her teeth and claws, but she didn't get any benefits. "You don't know how insidious she is, Cheng Shuqin said, she poured a bucket of water on it, beat her up and framed herself."

   Xue Lingqing: "You should find fault first."

   Xue Sufen stomped her feet angrily: "Is Li Qiao your niece who has been living abroad? Why do you always speak for her? You won't recommend her for her grade-skipping exam, will you?"

   Xue Lingqing coughed unnaturally: "As a teacher, it is natural to help students with their studies. Although I don't know her personality, I know you. You have been looking for trouble since you were a child, and it is not a loss if you get cleaned up."

   Xue Sufen: "."

  On Saturday morning, there were only two classes. After class, Li Qiao was going back to the rental room to have a look. Ma Hongxiang mentioned buying materials.

  Li Qiao kept his word, and immediately called He Yiyuan again, and the three of them went to a nearby bookstore together.

  Kyoto has sufficient supplies. Except for food and electrical appliances, other commodities can basically be bought with money.

   After entering the bookstore, Li Qiao selected materials for the two according to the English level of the educated youths. After reading it, He Yiyuan thought it was a bit more difficult: "How about this book?"

  Li Qiao: "It's a bit simple, and it's not at the same level as a textbook."

   "The materials you choose are not at the same level as the textbooks, shouldn't they be done step by step?" He Yiyuan insisted on her own opinion.

  Ma Hongxiang listened to Li Qiao's suggestion and took two auxiliary materials: "Li Qiao, teach me when you are free."

   "It's easy to say."

  The price of the materials is not cheap, two copies cost 3.5 yuan.

  Ma Hongxiang squeezed her pocket, blushing: "I just want one, Li Qiao, which one do you want?"

  Li Qiao: "The thick one."

  Paying and leaving the bookstore, Ma Hongxiang sighed: "At first I thought I could save a lot of money in college, but now I see that it costs a fortune to buy books."

  Li Qiao: "I don't know where there is a private trading market. The books there are definitely cheap, and sometimes you can find treasures." Speaking of Taobao, she plans to take a stroll around the junk factory to find some broken furniture and remake it for other purposes. "I have something to do, so I won't go with you."

   "What's the matter?" He Yiyuan broke the casserole and asked the end.

  Li Qiao: "Pick up some junk from the junk factory."

  He Yiyuan smiled and said, "Be careful when others beat you."

  Li Qiao also laughed. After separating from the two, he inquired all the way to the broken factory, a deserted yard, piled with waste paper, glass bottles, foam, scrap copper, scrap iron, bicycle tires

   "Girl, what are you doing?" It was an uncle who spoke, looked her up and down, and saw her empty-handed: "Aren't you selling scraps?"

  Li Qiao explained his intention: "Do you have any old furniture here? I want to buy two for home use."

   "You really found the right place, there are a few cabinets in the east corner."

  Li Qiao adjusted the direction of sight, and there was a carved cabinet about one meter wide and two meters high standing in the corner.

   But one door is broken.

   There is also a small chest of drawers next to it, only the shelves are complete.

   There are two more bulky and take up too much space.

  It is not easy to put away when you buy it home.

  She decided to buy a small chest and a chest of drawers: "How much are those two small ones?"

  Uncle stretched out two eight fingers.

  Li Qiao: "Bamao?"

  Uncle nodded.

  Li Qiao thought it was worth it: "Can you deliver it to your door? No. 36 Hujia Lane near Kyoto University. The shipping fee is one yuan. If you agree, I will deliver it now."

  Uncle heard that the shipping fee is so generous, he naturally agreed: "Is there anyone in your family?"

   "I'll go home right now." Li Qiao paid for the 80 cents for the cabinet and left. On the way, he passed by a paint shop and bought a bucket of light paint and a bucket of thick paint. By the way, I went to a stationery store not far away to buy brushes, paper and paints. When I got home, my uncle was already waiting at the door.

   But only one chest of drawers will be sent.

  Li Qiao opened the door and put the man into the yard: "Just put it here."

  The uncle put down the drawer and transported the next one non-stop.

  Li Qiao dug out Qin Jin's decoration tools, scraped off the original paint on the drawer, and just after cleaning the table, the uncle transported it back to the standing cabinet.

  Li Qiao paid the shipping fee, and the uncle put it in his pocket without even looking at it. "Don't you count?"

   "Are you a student at Kyoto University? College students certainly can't lie."

  Li Qiao smiled: "I see that uncle is also an upright and straightforward person. Do you know where the wood board factory is? I want to buy two boards. The thickness is about the same as that broken cabinet door."

   "There is no place in the city that I can't find."

  Li Qiao followed his words and said, "Can you please help pull two large boards? The shipping fee is also one yuan, and you can tell me later that I will pay for the board."

   "It's easy to say." The uncle didn't ask for a deposit, so he was ready to leave.

  Li Qiao called him to stop, went back to the room and took out the half pack of cigarettes left by Qin Jin to give to him.

  The uncle grinned from ear to ear, repeatedly promising to handle her affairs well. After he left, Li Qiao locked the door and concentrated on cleaning the paint on the chest of drawers.

  At this time, there was a knock on the door. "Li Qiao, it's me."

   Xue Sufen's voice was more gentle than usual.

  (end of this chapter)