Matriarch is Pretty and Cool

Fight! Fight!

There was a thunder in the winter outside the window, and the thunder continued to roar, and the thunder could not wait to break the sky.

If not in front of the camera, Bai Wuyou would like to roll his eyes.

Hit Nima's thunder! Sand sculpture God!

Since she has come to participate in the "recruitment" of the Internet comprehensive, she just wants to make a big deal!

Variety shows are most in need of various conflicts. The major variety directors are eager for the guests to engage in something to increase the topic, but Wang Daoxin is cold.

What do you do? If Bai Chuwei was really pulled off the altar, it would be bad.

Bai Chuwei smiled lightly: "Okay."

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After the assignment was over, the remaining four schoolmasters of their team finally had the opportunity to open the thread-bound booklet distributed to them by the fairy teacher just now.

The book is not thick, but it is full of ancient words and sentences, and each word is refined.

Fortunately, [无名故事www.downtxt.net] Fortunately, they are all academic masters, and there is no problem in reading. This has to be replaced by ordinary academic scum, not to mention learning, even the meaning of the above is not clear.

Turning to the first page, there is a detailed black and white illustration of the upper and lower acupoints of the human body.

Bai Chuwei glanced at Liu Zhen, and Liu Zhen immediately said to them knowingly: "I will give you three hours and write down all the acupuncture points."

Everyone was taken aback, looking at Bai Chuwei who was aside in surprise.

In the past, it was not taught by the fairy teacher, but it was also the online class she made and sent it to them. Why didn't you say a word today? Let an old doctor teach them?

Liu Zhen has always had a bad temper. Seeing them distracted, he took the teaching ruler and slapped them all on the head: "Does this kind of foundation require Grandpa Master? Hurry up!"

This kind of thing needs Master Patriarch to teach?

What's the difference between this and letting doctoral students teach kindergarten kids 1+1? Overkill!

Grand Master...

Xueba is worthy of being a Xueba, although he still can't reach the legendary memorability, he looked at it three or four times, and compared it with the human body mold, and learned quickly.

But when they got to the back, it would be hard for them to learn how to do it again, as if they were listening to the heavenly book, after talking about the acupuncture points of the human body, watching, hearing, asking, and signalling pulse.

Liu Zhen had a bad temper. When he saw this virtue, his mouth kept spitting wildly, shouting: "Just like this you can resurrect? Just leave the game and don't miss my ancestor's future. Who are you? Wrong! Your pulse posture is wrong!"

"You are still a master? You are a scumbag? Look at the face and look at the face. What are you staring at my feet? Have you stepped on gold on my feet? Look at the face!"

Liu Zhen became addicted to the more he scolded, and he didn't even use the classical Chinese words: "Why do you shake your hands? Did you get Parkinson? Just like you shaking hands, you will get the wrong needles and stab the patient on the bed sooner or later, the future number one quack doctor ."

"..."

This master of Chinese medicine, his mouth is really poisonous.

A group of school tyrants were about to cry. The study room was full of troubles, and the photographers were all sweating for them.

And Bai Chuwei?

She can be said to be the most leisurely one in this team. Not only did she not participate in the professor, she also went to the small supermarket outside to buy more than 20 bags of potato chips of various flavors, and sat cross-legged in the corner to eat potato chips. Watching the excitement, the crisp sound of potato chips in my mouth.

Compared with the turmoil in the study room here, which is called a human tragedy, the study room on the other side is much more harmonious.

Li Yuer sneaked out of the lounge and looked at them through the glass. She was very excited to see the farce inside, and whispered through the glass:

"Sooner or later, pull your pirated goods off the altar of the outside world."

Bai Chuwei ate the last bite of potato chips and chuckled.

She doesn't have to worry about being pulled off the altar, because she has always been a god.