Another day of tragic death for the host

Chapter 291 The male theologian is in my house 11
Because of lying down for a long time, Xin He's arm was a little numb, and Xin He rubbed it for a long time before he felt that he had his arm again.

She took out the English textbook for the next class, flipped through it casually, and Xinhe found that she could understand it?

Xin He proudly said to Mao Mao: "Maomao, Maomao! I can understand the English on it! Let me say that I am a top student!"

Shuangmao has a toothache: "You forgot the plane of the entertainment industry before, this is a sub-plane of that plane, and the language is of course the same."

In the next two classes, because Xinhe could understand, it was rare for her not to feel sleepy, and she listened carefully to the lecture notes in class.

The teachers in the sprint class still held the mentality of saving those poor students. Seeing that Xin He rarely listened carefully in this class of English, they felt very relieved.

Another child prodigal returned.

Even Fu Lou was a little surprised and glanced at Xin He several times.

After all, he still remembered that Xin He was so bored that he stared at his pen and watched a class last class.

Because the third year of high school has only started for a few days, the evening self-study has not yet started.

After class, the classmates in the classroom dispersed in a hurry, and basically no one stayed behind.

After all, there will be late self-study in two days. If there is no late self-study in these two days, who will stay?
Xin He's study energy has not passed at the moment, and it is rare to think about homework. She took out the English test paper she had just scored and started to study the questions.

After Fu Lou packed his schoolbag, he found that Xin He had taken out the test paper, and it seemed that he was going to write for a while.

He asked, "Aren't you going back?"

Xin He paused after hearing this: "I'll wait for the bus, and I'll write later. Anyway, I'm waiting at the bus station, and I'm waiting in the classroom. It's better to stay here."

Fu Lou nodded, "Then I'll go back first, see you tomorrow."

Xin He raised her eyes and looked at him, her eyebrows curved: "See you tomorrow."

The English test papers were really easy for Xinhe, and she finished all the test papers in less than 10 minutes.

Seeing that the time was almost up, Xin He slowly packed up his things and left.

Although Jian's community is well-known as a wealthy community, there is a bus stop just opposite the gate of the community, which can go directly to No. [-] Middle School.

As for going home, walking is impossible, not in this life,

Although the original owner was cowardly, he was not yet stupid.

Although there is no driver to pick her up to and from school, she bought a mini balance bike, which is about the same size as a skateboard. It is very convenient to leave it with the security guard when she leaves the community.

When Xin He arrived home, Jian Zhitong was sitting in the living room talking to Bai Lanfeng, Jian Zhen was also there, and the family of three were chatting happily.

Bai Lanfeng acted as if she hadn't seen her, her voice didn't change at all.

Xin He greeted Jian Zhen: "Father."

Jian Zhen was flipping through the newspaper, and he responded without even raising his head.

When Jian Zhitong saw Xinhe, she showed a perfect smile, as if the things in the classroom during the day did not exist at all: "Sister, you are back! Do you want to eat some fruit together? And these snacks, this is because my mother deliberately let Aunt Wang run away Yuan bought it for me, it’s delicious.”

Xin He also smiled sweetly at Jian Zhitong: "No need for my sister, I'm going to eat soon, I'm afraid I won't be able to eat after a while, I'll go up and do my homework first."

Before going upstairs, Xinhe glanced at Jian Zhen's direction from the corner of his eye. Although he was reading the newspaper, his mind was distracted, and he didn't need to guess that he was worried about his cancer.

(End of this chapter)