Chapter 702 Familiar routines

  Su Nanzhi really felt that he should not talk nonsense with Jiang Beiyu.

   She asked again: "Where did you learn the spell just now?"

   Jiang Beiyu was stunned for a moment, then wrote: "Didn't you teach it?"

  Su Nanzhi frowned: "I don't know much about this."

  Jiang Beiyu paused, of course he remembered that this spell was not taught by Sunanzhi, this was the spell he suddenly learned last time when the man who looked similar to him appeared.

   Jiang Beiyu has not thought about this these days. That man should really have something to do with him.

   But, at first glance, it is not a good relationship.

  Otherwise, it will not kill people as soon as they come up.

  Su Nanzhi was in a coma that time, so he shouldn't have seen the other party clearly.

   Jiang Beiyu couldn't explain clearly, so Sunanzhi thought it was the reason for the loose seal in his body.

  The white hair has grown out, and the spells are better, which is not surprising.

  Jiang Beiyu was sitting on a flammable wheelchair, and suddenly felt that it was not so cold this winter.

  Xiao Huo Miao was probably used as a wheelchair for the first time, and a flame tip emerged from the handle to rub Jiang Beiyu's hand.

  Jiang Beiyu also reached out and touched it like a cat.

  Su Nanzhi watched her own flames empathize in front of her like this.

   Speaking of empathy, I don't know if the flower on top of her head counts.

  ——

   In fact, after the competition is over, a two-day weekend is enough to correct the test.

   An Yunhuai, who is at home with her children at this moment, received a call from her tutor.

   Generally speaking, college students don’t choose tutors as early as he does, but he chose his direction and the teacher didn’t mind, so he chose it.

   "Teacher, what's the matter with you?" An Yunhuai thought for a while and added, "If it's a class, I think I can now..."

   "Don't, don't," the opposite side interrupted him angrily, "Xiao An, your health is important, you are still in the third year of high school, and you haven't got your graduation certificate. What are you anxious to do in class and take good time off to take care of your health."

  An Yunhuai: "Then you today..."

   laughed again: "Xiao An, the teacher just wants to ask you about a student. I heard that she is from your class. I don't know if she is familiar with you?"

   "Please speak."

   "It's the little girl surnamed Su in your class, do you know him?"

  An Yunhuai: "Teacher, there are two people named Su in our class."

   "Two...that's the one who participated in the competition, there must be only one in the competition," the other side thought for a while, and then added, "Are you familiar with her?"

  An Yunhuai: "..."

   What a coincidence.

   Eighteen years ago, everyone still shared a room.

   "What did you ask her for?" An Yunhuai asked again.

   When his trouser legs moved, An Yunhuai looked down and saw that the child came for help with a Rubik's Cube that he couldn't restore.

  An Yunhuai took it and recovered successfully with one hand.

  Xiao Tao: "..."

  The kid went to play with the Rubik's cube on the side again.

   "Oh, didn't the results of the math competition come out recently? Ask her if she has any intention to come to our school and to develop in our artificial intelligence?"

  An Yunhuai: "..."

   Familiar routines.

   Familiar gourd, familiar medicine.

  An Yunhuai was swaying between studying medicine and studying artificial intelligence, but this Professor Qi has learned enough Liu Bei's routine of scrutinizing the cottage, and he has been tricked into recruiting people.

   "It's really not good, you ask her what major she likes?"

   (end of this chapter)