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Jin Pingan was dumbfounded.

Are you the devil? !

Jin Ping’an’s mood at this time was like having a high fever of 40℃, and he finally took time off and went home to rest.

As a result, the parents were fed two anti-fever pills and sent back to school just like the students.

Are you still a person?

Jin Ping An is really a **** checking out this time, and I can't hold it anymore.

A muffled breath hovered in his throat, unable to swallow it alive and well.

"You don't know how bad my grades are. I haven't passed a few times in junior high school except for Chinese, okay!"

Jin Ping An fell off the drawing board heavily: "You take a middle school math book, I may not be able to understand it, let alone high school!"

After listening, Tian Hao nodded and said sincerely: "It's because your junior high school grades can't keep up, so you have to grasp the resources of the experimental high school, so that your grades have the hope of rising."

Jin Pingan snorted coldly: "I can't keep up with my grades. It's not because I'm investigating the criminal police team every day.

No weekends, four days off a week.

I haven’t been to school for a week after a month, so there will be ghosts if I can keep up! "

I think based on your IQ and the teaching level of which junior high school, even if you go to class normally, your grades may not be as good...

Tian Hao murmured in his heart, as he seized the opportunity: "Didn't you have not figured out your abilities at that time?

Don't worry, high school will never ask you to ask for leave every day. Grasp the opportunity and study hard. If you don't understand, ask the teacher more. "

Tian Hao perfectly seized the loopholes in the words, leaving Jin Ping'an indisputable.

Jin Ping'an's face suddenly seemed to have grabbed the last bucket of instant noodles at the canteen. After opening it, he found that there was no oil bag or fork, which was extremely ugly.

But his mouth was like a constipated intestine, and he couldn't say a word of rebuttal.

After all, he said it himself.

Jin Ping'an's original intention was to complain to Tian Hao about how much he paid for the Criminal Police Team.

However, they are cunning and treacherous adults, and they completely avoid talking about it, and seek to discuss the problem from another angle in a secluded manner.

Just like you talk to your boss about safety, he talks about efficiency;

When you tell him about efficiency, he tells you about quality;

At the end of the work, you propose a salary increase.

He began to talk to you about the company's market prospects and future prospects. In short, hardship is a blessing in the future.

Mixing mud and mixing water is an essential skill for every adult.

Tian Hao is no exception.

Jin Ping'an, a young man, although the experience is richer than that of his peers, he is not rich enough to make up for the gap between the two of them in the experience of more than 20 years.

There are some things that cannot be understood at all before a certain age.

It's like a child in the city, unable to understand why some people still live with rainwater.

Children who have never been out of the mountains in their entire life cannot understand what a department store looks like.

Jin Ping'an, who couldn't talk about Tian Hao, sat in the car, holding the drawing board and sulking silently.

When I got off the bus, he slammed the door and walked directly into the school without taking a look back.

Entering the school gate, Jin Ping'an walked straight towards the dormitory building.

At this time, there was a gurgling noise in his stomach.

It just so happened that it was time for school to end, and Jin Ping'an, who was sulking, didn't think much, and followed the flow of people to the cafeteria to line up.

"What do you want to eat, classmate?"

Asked the auntie who was cooking.

The sudden sound made Jin Ping'an come back to his senses for a while.

He was just about to ask for a two-meat-and-one-vegetable meal, but he suddenly remembered that he still can't eat.

Looking at the fragrant shredded pork, braised pork, Kung Pao chicken...

Jin Pingan couldn't help swallowing.

But in the end reason prevailed: "No, thank you."

The classmates behind him all looked at him with weird eyes.

Isn't this person stupid? Come and line up for a long time, turn around and leave when it's your turn? What kind of performance art is this?

Jin Pingan stared at the strange gazes of the others, resisting the idea of ​​"It's okay to eat less", and left the team with a stiff step.

From the canteen to the dormitory, it takes a short distance of several hundred meters, and every step is difficult.

People always find excuses to indulge themselves.

For example, you go to bed after playing this hand, and then come back if you don't win, and win a round to reward yourself by winning the chase.

Or maybe it's what my boyfriend said, I just can't get in, I just go in and I won't move, my legs are a bit numb, and I turn over... Basically the same reason.

Even if Jin Ping'an asked the aunt who was beating a meal to fight less, it would not be much less.

Just ask her to have more meat with you, but it won't be much more. It's the same reason.

Rely on your own will, endure only two bites and stop eating?

Jin Ping'an still has a close number of his self-control.

He hasn't eaten dinner for a week.

Eating and eating, it is estimated that there will be thoughts such as ‘eat this meal anyway, and forget it after eating’, ‘how bad is it to waste food’, etc., to justify yourself.

So he simply stopped eating.

It’s time to have a stomachache in the middle of the night.

Cardia tears and esophageal mucosa rupture, once the stomach acid starts to digest food, it will surging.

The feeling of cold pain, not to mention how sour and refreshing.

Make sure you hurt DC Hadazi.

The student card swiped and unlocked the door. Jin Ping An walked to the desk and took down a small box from the shelf under the desk.

When I opened it, it was full of vacuum-packed rice cereal.

This is his ration this week.

Jin Pingan will have to eat liquid food for at least another week before he can barely return to his normal diet.

And one month after recovery, every meal can only be half full.

Illness isn't a serious illness, it's just uncomfortable.

Jin Pingan struggled to pick up a bag of rice cereal, his face was very ugly: "Why don't there be any rice cereal with the smell of braised pork? It's all the same, so you don't want to be afraid of others who drink it and want to vomit..."

"Peace, you came back so soon."

Jin Ping'an turned his head and saw Cheng Lejia who was carrying a paper bag of buns.

"Are you still eating steamed buns today?"

Jin Pingan stared at the paper bag without answering the question.

After all, Lejia Cheng had met Jin Pingan since she was a child, and she could tell at a glance that her good friends were not in a good mood.

He put down the paper bag and said, "Let me guess, did Uncle Tian send you here? He also asked you to study hard in the past two years and try not to interfere in police affairs?"

Seeing that I couldn't hide it, Jin Ping'an turned his face aside.

But he still didn't answer the question directly.

"Although my next words are like preaching, I still want to say that Uncle Tian is also doing this for your own good."

Cheng Lejia put on two layers of disposable gloves on his right hand, then took a meat package from the paper bag and took a bite: "It's true that the Criminal Police team really needs your ability, but you can't hang on a tree, right?"

"Don't tell me anything about one more craft, just one more way out, can the criminal police team go bankrupt?"

Jin Pingan turned to look at Cheng Lejia, and finally he was willing to say business.

"Although you have special abilities, you have to have a previous diploma, right? With your current grades, it is a problem to take a third-rate public university."

Cheng Lejia began to analyze the future of Jin Ping An: "Ping An, you are still young, but Uncle Tian and others don't know how many years they can work, they will always retire before you.

No one knows what kind of people the next group will be. Even if others can see the old leader's face and let you continue to stay in the criminal police team, can you stay? "

………

Jin Pingan was dumbfounded.

Are you the devil? !

Jin Ping’an’s mood at this time was like having a high fever of 40℃, and he finally took time off and went home to rest.

As a result, the parents were fed two anti-fever pills and sent back to school just like the students.

Are you still a person?

Jin Ping An is really a **** checking out this time, and I can't hold it anymore.

A muffled breath hovered in his throat, unable to swallow it alive and well.

"You don't know how bad my grades are. I haven't passed a few times in junior high school except for Chinese, okay!"

Jin Ping An fell off the drawing board heavily: "You take a middle school math book, I may not be able to understand it, let alone high school!"

After listening, Tian Hao nodded and said sincerely: "It's because your junior high school grades can't keep up, so you have to grasp the resources of the experimental high school, so that your grades have the hope of rising."

Jin Pingan snorted coldly: "I can't keep up with my grades. It's not because I'm investigating the criminal police team every day.

No weekends, four days off a week.

I haven’t been to school for a week after a month, so there will be ghosts if I can keep up! "

I think based on your IQ and the teaching level of which junior high school, even if you go to class normally, your grades may not be as good...

Tian Hao murmured in his heart, as he seized the opportunity: "Didn't you have not figured out your abilities at that time?

Don't worry, high school will never ask you to ask for leave every day. Grasp the opportunity and study hard. If you don't understand, ask the teacher more. "

Tian Hao perfectly seized the loopholes in the words, leaving Jin Ping'an indisputable.

Jin Ping'an's face suddenly seemed to have grabbed the last bucket of instant noodles at the canteen. After opening it, he found that there was no oil bag or fork, which was extremely ugly.

But his mouth was like a constipated intestine, and he couldn't say a word of rebuttal.

After all, he said it himself.

Jin Ping'an's original intention was to complain to Tian Hao about how much he paid for the Criminal Police Team.

However, they are cunning and treacherous adults, and they completely avoid talking about it, and seek to discuss the problem from another angle in a secluded manner.

Just like you talk to your boss about safety, he talks about efficiency;

When you tell him about efficiency, he tells you about quality;

At the end of the work, you propose a salary increase.

He began to talk to you about the company's market prospects and future prospects. In short, hardship is a blessing in the future.

Mixing mud and mixing water is an essential skill for every adult.

Tian Hao is no exception.

Jin Ping'an, a young man, although the experience is richer than that of his peers, he is not rich enough to make up for the gap between the two of them in the experience of more than 20 years.

There are some things that cannot be understood at all before a certain age.

It's like a child in the city, unable to understand why some people still live with rainwater.

Children who have never been out of the mountains in their entire life cannot understand what a department store looks like.

Jin Ping'an, who couldn't talk about Tian Hao, sat in the car, holding the drawing board and sulking silently.

When I got off the bus, he slammed the door and walked directly into the school without taking a look back.

Entering the school gate, Jin Ping'an walked straight towards the dormitory building.

At this time, there was a gurgling noise in his stomach.

It just so happened that it was time for school to end, and Jin Ping'an, who was sulking, didn't think much, and followed the flow of people to the cafeteria to line up.

"What do you want to eat, classmate?"

Asked the auntie who was cooking.

The sudden sound made Jin Ping'an come back to his senses for a while.

He was just about to ask for a two-meat-and-one-vegetable meal, but he suddenly remembered that he still can't eat.

Looking at the fragrant shredded pork, braised pork, Kung Pao chicken...

Jin Pingan couldn't help swallowing.

But in the end reason prevailed: "No, thank you."

The classmates behind him all looked at him with weird eyes.

Isn't this person stupid? Come and line up for a long time, turn around and leave when it's your turn? What kind of performance art is this?

Jin Pingan stared at the strange gazes of the others, resisting the idea of ​​"It's okay to eat less", and left the team with a stiff step.

From the canteen to the dormitory, it takes a short distance of several hundred meters, and every step is difficult.

People always find excuses to indulge themselves.

For example, you go to bed after playing this hand, and then come back if you don't win, and win a round to reward yourself by winning the chase.

Or maybe it's what my boyfriend said, I just can't get in, I just go in and I won't move, my legs are a bit numb, and I turn over... Basically the same reason.

Even if Jin Ping'an asked the aunt who was beating a meal to fight less, it would not be much less.

Just ask her to have more meat with you, but it won't be much more. It's the same reason.

Rely on your own will, endure only two bites and stop eating?

Jin Ping'an still has a close number of his self-control.

He hasn't eaten dinner for a week.

Eating and eating, it is estimated that there will be thoughts such as ‘eat this meal anyway, and forget it after eating’, ‘how bad is it to waste food’, etc., to justify yourself.

So he simply stopped eating.

It’s time to have a stomachache in the middle of the night.

Cardia tears and esophageal mucosa rupture, once the stomach acid starts to digest food, it will surging.

The feeling of cold pain, not to mention how sour and refreshing.

Make sure you hurt DC Hadazi.

The student card swiped and unlocked the door. Jin Ping An walked to the desk and took down a small box from the shelf under the desk.

When I opened it, it was full of vacuum-packed rice cereal.

This is his ration this week.

Jin Pingan will have to eat liquid food for at least another week before he can barely return to his normal diet.

And one month after recovery, every meal can only be half full.

The illness is not a serious illness, UU reading www.uukanshu.com is just uncomfortable.

Jin Pingan struggled to pick up a bag of rice cereal, his face was very ugly: "Why don't there be any rice cereal with the smell of braised pork? It's all the same, so you don't want to be afraid of others who drink it and want to vomit..."

"Peace, you came back so soon."

Jin Ping'an turned his head and saw Cheng Lejia who was carrying a paper bag of buns.

"Are you still eating steamed buns today?"

Jin Pingan stared at the paper bag without answering the question.

After all, Lejia Cheng had met Jin Pingan since she was a child, and she could tell at a glance that her good friends were not in a good mood.

He put down the paper bag and said, "Let me guess, did Uncle Tian send you here? He also asked you to study hard in the past two years and try not to interfere in police affairs?"

Seeing that I couldn't hide it, Jin Ping'an turned his face aside.

But he still didn't answer the question directly.

"Although my next words are like preaching, I still want to say that Uncle Tian is also doing this for your own good."

Cheng Lejia put on two layers of disposable gloves on his right hand, then took a meat package from the paper bag and took a bite: "It's true that the Criminal Police team really needs your ability, but you can't hang on a tree, right?"

"Don't tell me anything about one more craft, just one more way out, can the criminal police team go bankrupt?"

Jin Pingan turned to look at Cheng Lejia, and finally he was willing to say business.

"Although you have special abilities, you have to have a previous diploma, right? With your current grades, it is a problem to take a third-rate public university."

Cheng Lejia began to analyze the future of Jin Ping An: "Ping An, you are still young, but Uncle Tian and others don't know how many years they can work, they will always retire before you.

No one knows what kind of people the next group will be. Even if others can see the old leader's face and let you continue to stay in the criminal police team, can you stay? "

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