Airborne Learning God

Zheng Aiqing's silence was automatically interpreted by She Jian as repentance and acknowledgment of her mistakes.

"Where's the math workbook?" She Jian glanced at the math teacher and asked in a low voice.

Zheng Aiqing took out the exercise booklet from the bookcase and handed it to She Jian. For some reason, he unexpectedly explained, "I'm done."

"Really." She Jian took the exercise booklet, opened it, and looked at the clean and tidy roll, as well as the neat and beautiful handwriting on it. He looked at it for a while, but his eyebrows that seemed to be loosening gathered together again, "Little friend If you don't understand, you can ask the teacher after class. Copying the answer is the most irrational choice. It is meaningless to lie to others and yourself. I know that the overall quality of students in No. [-] Middle School is very high. You got in the first time. , There will definitely be psychological pressure, but learning this kind of thing does not happen overnight, you have to take your time."

Hearing this, Zheng Aiqing's eyes widened slightly, extremely surprised.

Zheng Aiqing was actually quite annoyed at first when he heard the people around him being so chatty, but after listening to it, he actually laughed a little bit.

Although Rory is talkative, this person has a really rich imagination, and his brain is quite logical.

And Zheng Aiqing's expression, in She Jian's view, was that her fragile little heart was hurt by her harsh words.

"But in all fairness, the children's handwriting is very beautiful, and the strokes are full of strength and strength. You have practiced copybooks when you were young, right?" She Jian didn't know calligraphy. As for strength and strength, it was all his own nonsense. Yes, but there is nothing wrong with saying a few nice words to cheer up the children.

Zheng Aiqing withdrew her eyes and stopped looking at She Jian, "I haven't practiced, I'm born to be good at handwriting." After finishing speaking, he took the math exercise booklet, put it in the bookcase and arranged it.

She Jian was taken aback, not knowing what to say for a while, looking at the exercise booklet that had been taken away, he stopped, "Hey, don't take it away."

"What do you want my workbook for?" Zheng Aiqing was interrupted as soon as she picked up the pen, her tone a little uncomfortable.

"Copy the answer." She Jian replied, "There's triple homework, I'll do some writing now."

exm?

Zheng Aiqing didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "You won't let me copy the answer, but you copy it yourself?"

"Our situation is different. My family has a lot of money. It doesn't matter whether I study or not." She Jian took it for granted.

Hearing this, Zheng Aiqing smiled and rolled her eyes, this person is really very frank.Before he could say anything more, the math teacher threw a piece of chalk on She Jian's head again.

"You start talking when you wake up from sleep, right?" The math teacher picked up a piece of chalk again, "It's fine if you don't attend class, but you still have to disturb the classmates around you so that they don't let them study hard. She Jian, you are really talented , now go out and stand for me!"

She Jian was obedient, she got up and patted her butt and went out. When she posted Zheng Aiqing, She Jian mouthed silently:

Listen carefully!

Zheng Aiqing raised her eyebrows, noncommittal. He didn't have the nerve to tell She Jian that mathematics in the first year of high school was too simple for him, and it wasn't worth listening to.

Besides, how come all these teachers know She Jian?

Zheng Aiqing was a little strange.

Ba Ba Jing left, and the surroundings became quiet again. This little episode did not affect Zheng Aiqing and other students, and everyone continued to follow the class and write questions step by step.

Across the wall, She Jian, who was being punished to stand, stood bored, quietly turned her head to "peep" a few times at the children, but sadly found that her preaching didn't help, and the children were still writing English questions in their own way.

What is so easy to learn in English, She Jian doesn't understand, after all, he can only make do with English.

But She gradually understood that knowledge changes destiny and knowledge creates wealth.

He is very worried. The kid is obsessed with the Internet at a young age. It’s okay to go to Internet cafes every day, but he is still an elementary school scum who likes to take advantage of loopholes, be lazy, and doesn’t like to study. High school is very important. After all, children in ordinary families can only rely on learning to change their lives. ah!

Ugh!

She Jian's mood is as vicissitudes as an old father who worries about his mischievous children. He is thinking whether he should study hard, and then set an example for the children, and help them stimulate their interest in learning one by one.

But he really really really doesn't like studying, he's bald.

It seems that the more excellent the school is, the longer the free time is given to the students.

Senior one and senior two students in No. 45 Middle School have only three classes in the afternoon, each class lasts 04 minutes, and school is over at 30:06, and senior three will add two evening self-study classes, from 30:[-] to [-]:[-] , One hour and one section, and then school is over.

Compared with other high schools that can finish school at ten o'clock in the evening, No. [-] Middle School is simply a breath of fresh air in high schools.

Good students don't study blindly, they have their own way of learning. The No. [-] Middle School is well aware of this, so they give the students enough freedom, because the principals and teachers of the No. [-] Middle School know that these students will only learn after school. Work harder and be more efficient than in school, such as one-on-one tutoring.

As soon as the bell rang at [-]:[-], the teacher announced that the get out of class was over, and the students began to pack their schoolbags, and then left the class school in small groups.

The four of She Jian made an appointment to play basketball together after school. Jin Chuanpeng wanted to open his mouth and ask Zheng Aiqing if he wanted to play together. After all, "one-on-one teaching" is not only suitable for learning, but also for playing basketball.

But She Jian refused, "My kid's wrist is still hurt." As he spoke, he glanced at Jiang Lu, seeming to mean something.

Jiang Lu: "..." To be reasonable, the corners of his mouth are still bruised, okay?!

A group of people blocked the door, but they didn't leave. Jiang Lu wondered, "Why don't we go and stand at the door?"

Sun Yuchang patted Jiang Lu on the shoulder and pouted into the classroom. Jiang Lu understood that Zheng Aiqing was still packing her schoolbag.

When Zheng Aiqing was packing her schoolbag in the classroom, she found these people blocking the door. He walked out with his schoolbag on his back and asked, "Why don't you leave?"

She Jian stretched out his arms to lift his schoolbag first, felt the weight, made sure that it contained not only delicious food but also books, he felt relieved, and told him, "Leave right now. The kids are on their way after school." Go home and study hard, do you know how to improve every day? If you don’t know how to write your homework, just wait until school and ask the teacher, don’t copy the answers!”

Zheng Aiqing was still wondering why this person was silent and did not speak in the last two classes. This is too incompatible with his nagging talkative character design. I didn't expect this person to speak again with great difficulty, but he was still studying.

I don't know where he got such a big obsession.

Taking a look at the time, Zheng Aiqing had already been smeared for a while because of packing her schoolbag, and now she didn't want Cai Wen to wait any longer, so she nodded casually, and waved goodbye to everyone without saying much.

She Jian leaned against the window, watching Zheng Aiqing walk out of the campus quickly, and left in a private car.

The scorching summer wind blew up the school uniform of the tall and thin boy, making the body wrapped in the fabric look thinner, as if returning home with the wind and never returning.

She Jian looked at the private car that disappeared in a blink of an eye, and remained silent.

On the other hand, the people around Jin Chuan and Peng who were leaning on or leaning on them were quite novel.

She Jian's catchphrase: learn how to babble, anyway, my family has plenty of money.

Is the sun coming out from the west today or what, the end of the Wannian crane is actually urging others to learn?

Jiang Lu spoke bluntly, he thought so in his heart, so he just asked the question out of his mouth.

"Kids are different from us." She Jian put his hands in his pockets, turned and went downstairs, "We have the capital to eat and die, but kids don't."

Jin Chuanpeng followed She Jian carelessly, "It's not possible, I think Brother Qing's family conditions are considered to be above average."

Thinking of the child's pale but beautiful face, as well as the angry or smiling expressions on his face, She Jian murmured:

"Not enough, I hope he is in good health and has no worries about food and clothing."

She Jian's words stunned the people behind her, and then they looked at each other, sighing in unison in their hearts, love is really caught off guard, messing around, thinking hard, and unreasonable.

"I won't play anymore." She Jian changed his mind temporarily, and changed his footsteps as he spoke.

For some reason, looking at Zheng Aiqing like that, She Jian panicked subconsciously, as if something was out of control, no matter how hard it was to catch.

"I'll go to the hospital to see the old man, you go and play."

After leaving those words behind, She Jian ran downstairs.

Sun Yu pushed his glasses, "I don't know how Grandpa She is doing."

"I'm afraid it's not optimistic." Jin Chuanpeng rarely had such a serious expression, "I sealed the news when I came back, because I don't want to be disturbed by others, and I don't have the energy to deal with it."

Jiang Lu frowned, "Let's put it down. Doctors don't just eat for nothing. Now that medicine is so advanced, what disease has no hope of being cured? Can you stop talking about it?"

Jin Chuanpeng shrugged, and returned to his original foolishness. He opened his arms and hugged each other, saying, "Don't be discouraged, let's go, let's play ball!"

On the other side, after receiving Zheng Aiqing, Cai Wen went straight to the airport.

On the way to the airport, Cai Wen held the steering wheel and asked, "How does the first day of school feel, are you still getting used to it?"

"Get used to it. I made friends on the first day, and turned enemies into friends." Zheng Aiqing opened her schoolbag, took out a bag of potato chips and started eating, crackling like a hamster.

Cai Wen is not too attached to Zheng Aiqing, and she doesn't care too much herself. She has told Zheng Aiqing earlier that she only has two requirements for him to make friends. The first is good character, and the second is the combination of three views.

Zheng Aiqing also agreed, so the two hit it off.

"Eating potato chips in the car again, if you get it on the blanket, you can clean it up with your own hands."

"Doctor Cai, you are squeezing the labor of the patient!"

……

Zheng Jingzhou came out of the station, and saw his wife and children at a glance. He pulled the suitcase and walked for a while. When he was still a short distance away from Cai Wen and Zheng Aiqing, he opened his arms and smiled, regardless of the other colleagues behind him. Looking at his wife and children.

Zheng Aiqing came over, and after calling out to Dad, she consciously took Zheng Jingzhou's luggage, followed Cai Wen, and said hello to the uncles and aunts standing behind his father.

Zheng Jingzhou didn't wait to come to the airport to rush, hug, kiss and cry with joy. He felt a little disappointed. After the crowd dispersed, he pulled the suitcase from Zheng Aiqing's hand, kissed Cai Wen, and asked the two of them, "It's been so long. Why don't you miss me?"

"I think, I think about it." Cai Wen walked out while talking, "Are you hungry?"

"It's okay, I'm not too hungry. I managed to deal with two people on the plane." Zheng Jingzhou took Cai Wen's hand and walked away with the suitcase. When he found time, he turned around and asked Zheng Aiqing, "Does Qingqing miss Dad?"

Zheng Aiqing was rummaging through her schoolbag, and said "hmm" without raising her head.

"How much do you want?" Zheng Jingzhou asked.

"Thinking of not thinking about tea and food, and having trouble sleeping and eating." Zheng Aiqing dug out a package of coconut cake, and handed it to Zheng Jingzhou, "Add a few more bites, Ms. Cai has booked a restaurant."

"Forget about the reception banquet, just a snack." Zheng Jingzhou took the cake, "Thank you son."

Then he pulled Cai Wen's hand again and explained to her, "This time, the old man's illness is a little tricky. The original plan has been overturned. We have to prepare a new plan quickly..."

……

Sitting in the car, Zheng Jingzhou and Cai Wen were still discussing the patient's condition and treatment methods. Zheng Aiqing yawned. He couldn't understand such a profound medical problem, so he simply leaned against the car and went to sleep with his earphones on.

"Is Qingqing still used to staying in T City?" Zheng Jingzhou looked back at Zheng Aiqing, and asked Cai Wen in a low voice.

"I'm used to it." Cai Wen turned the steering wheel to the right, paying attention to the road conditions, "I'm used to fighting with my classmates within two days of coming here."

Zheng Jingzhou asked cheerfully, "Hehe, did our son win?"

Cai Wen rolled her eyes and ignored him.

Zheng Jingzhou continued to sculpt, "Tsk, as long as you don't lose money anyway, let's treat it like a child and exercise."

[The author has something to say]: Zheng Aiqing (with a deep face): I always feel that my father and She Jian are more like father and son, mentally retarded in the same vein.