The host is a little money fan of the paranoid villain

Chapter 29 Hey, classmate teach me this question

Wu Congcong was humiliated by Nanjia in public, and after knowing about it, several hostile leaders came to make fun of her. She hated Nanjia very much.

She contacted a sister-in-law to transfer a sum of money to her, and asked her to lead people to surround Nanjia and punish Nanjia severely.

But Nanjia has the bug of survival, Taimei can't stop Nanjia at all.

Nanjia knew that it was Wu Congcong who was looking for her, and she wanted to call back: "Give me Wu Congcong's address, and I will beat her up in the middle of the night!"

Wu Congcong lived in a high-end villa area very close to Nanjia's home, Nanjia waited excitedly until midnight and then sneaked out.

Wu Congcong's room is on the first floor, which is convenient for Nanjia.She turned into the house, gagged her mouth with a cloth, tied her hands with rope, and taped her eyes with black tape.Nan Jia beat her up hard. Looking at Wu Congcong who looked like a pig's head, Nan Jia stopped and left through the window.

Hmph, still want to find someone to beat yourself?
Wu Congcong was discovered by his aunt in the morning. After being untied, Wu Congcong's eyes were scarlet, and he looked furious!

She immediately sent someone to investigate and monitor. She wanted to know who it was last night, but she found nothing.

A few days passed, even though Nan Jia and Mo Yan were at the same table, they couldn't speak a few words, and sometimes Nan Jia couldn't even see Mo Yanren.

Nan Jia complained quietly: "This task is so difficult, so is he too difficult?"

"Just be content, he didn't even have a deskmate before."

Nanjia nodded, agreeing with Qiushengsheng's words.

Suddenly Mo Yan walked into the classroom and sat on the seat.

His usually tall and straight body is now a little bent, his face is pale, and there is no trace of blood on his lips.

Nan Jia didn't feel right, she asked worriedly, "You don't feel well there?"

"It's okay." Mo Yan said coldly, but quietly put his hands on his stomach.

Qiushengsheng: "Acute gastroenteritis, he is a little serious and needs to take medicine."

Nanjia asked, "Do you have any medicine?"

"I'm fine." Mo Yan paused every word

Qiu Shengsheng said that he needs to take medicine, so his physical condition must not be able to survive just drinking a cup of hot water.

Nanjia stood up: "Move forward, I want to go out."

Mo Yan frowned, with an unhappy expression: "Trouble"

But he still moved forward to let Nanjia go out.

Nanjia asked, "Why did he get sick?"

"Irregular diet and upside-down work and rest."

Nan Jia raised a puzzle: "At this time, Mo Yan is just a high school student, how could he destroy the world? It doesn't make sense."

The words of Qiushengsheng are full of obvious complaints: "I wanted to tell you when I first came to this world, but you were only focused on eating buns!"

"Say it"

"Mo Yan in this world is a scientist. He has a very high IQ, but is also very cold-blooded. After he turned 30, he disregarded the rules of the world, broke the peace of the world, reversed the timeline, and so on."

"Mo Yan in the future is too terrifying. You may not be sure to reduce all his dark values ​​at that time. So I sent you to his high school time."

In fact, Survival was afraid that Mo Yan of that period would use some equipment to pull himself out of Nannan's mind, and he didn't even dare to think about that scene.

"Oh, I see." Children's minds are always simpler than adults.

Nanjia bought good medicine and bought a piece of bread and two boxes of warm milk.

When Nan Jia returned to the classroom, the self-study was already over, but Mo Yan was still lying on the table.

"I want to go in"

Mo raised his head in annoyance, his eyes were ferocious, this man is really annoying to death!

Nanjia was not afraid of him, she stuffed the bag in his hand into his arms: "Eat first, then take medicine."

Mo Yan was stunned for a moment, looking at the bag, not knowing what to do.He subconsciously wanted to throw the bag away, but subconsciously he was a little bit reluctant.

Nanjia sat on the seat, and when she thought of something, she suddenly yelled, and stretched out her hand to grab the bag: "Wait a minute"

"What are you doing?" Mo Yan grabbed the bag and stepped back, giving it away, and wanting to go back?Too picky?

Nan Jia explained: "I bought two cartons of milk, one of mine."

Mo Yan's bad nature suddenly rose: "If you don't give it, it's all mine."

"Hey, it can't be like this." Nanjia specially bought strawberry flavored ones for herself

Mo Yan rummaged through the bag and found a pink box.

He unceremoniously intubated and drank a few sips, and frowned. It tasted very strange.

"tasty"

Meeting Nanjia's eager eyes, he nodded.Seeing Nanjia's longing expression, he was satisfied.

"Drink quickly, and then take the medicine!" Nan Jia finally said something long-winded, and then turned her head away from him, saving herself from being too greedy.

"Ding, the darkness value has dropped by a small amount."

Nan Jia corrected Qiu Shengsheng's words: "That's not called a small horn, it's called one-fifth of a star."

She was proudly showing off her knowledge to the survival students.

Qiu Shengsheng didn't bother to pay attention to her, and rolled his eyes.

Nan Jia knew that Mo Yan often skipped breakfast, so she started bringing him breakfast.

Today she brought fresh shrimp buns. The small buns are crystal clear, and you can vaguely see the whole shrimp inside.

Mo's mouth, which is used to delicacies from mountains and seas, feels that the little buns are extra delicious, but Nan Jia is ridiculed by the girl at the front table, Hua Furong turns her head and looks at Nan Jia with disgust: "What kind of buns do you bring? I don't know if they are delicious? Can you let me?" Have people attend class? I also bought steamed buns at home, and my body also smells of steamed stuffed buns, and I can't smell this kind of smell."

Mo Yan thought that Nan Jia beat her up like last time, but she didn't.

"Hey, she's scolding you, don't you resist?"

"What are you resisting? It seems that food that smells too strong is not allowed in the classroom. I will pay more attention next time." Nan Jia felt a little regretful that he would not have the chance to eat such delicious steamed stuffed buns in the future.

Mo Yan squinted at Nanjia, and said dissatisfied: "You are really a bun."

Unexpectedly, Nanjia's eyes were full of joy: "Thank you for complimenting me"

Mo Yan almost choked on his saliva, this person is so stupid that he can't tell the difference, what's the point?

Mo Yan's expression was distorted, and there was still a bit of hatred in his eyes. Nan Jia seemed to realize something, and she whispered, "Didn't you mean to praise me?"

Mo Yan took a deep breath: "What do you think it means?"

"I'm white and tender like a steamed stuffed bun, cute and pleasing." Nan Jia praised herself, but when she met Mo Yan's eyes, her voice became smaller and smaller.

"I think you have a good IQ." Mo turned his head angrily.

"Hmm... Nannan, I checked. In this world, when people say that people are like buns, it means that this person is weak and easy to be bullied. What Hua Furong said just now seems to be mocking you."

"Understood," Nan Jia said in a muffled voice.

But Nanjia has never been Baozi, she is the only one who bullies others.She stared at the back of Hua Furong's head and did not move. After so long cleaning Hua Furong, she seemed to be slow-witted. Forget it, next time.

Mo Yan glanced at Nanjia looking a little disappointed from the corner of his eye. He paused and then quietly sent Lin Feng a message to ask him to buy a chocolate.

Mo Yan handed the chocolate to Nan Jia with an unnatural tone: "Okay, don't be angry."

Nanjia, a foodie, was immediately coaxed.

　More is coming~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)