My Girlfriend is More Than Beautiful

Chapter 271: Isn't speaking a part of training your mind ===

Remember what the Chinese teacher said before, why do you want to learn Chinese? Learning Chinese is for you to say when you go out to travel and see the magnificent mountains and rivers of the motherland, say "flying down three thousand feet, it is suspected that the Milky Way falls nine days" or "will be at the top, see all the mountains and small" and so on. Instead of just saying 'this mountain is so high, this waterfall is so fast! ‘

But now it seems that even if some people are familiar with those ancient poems and classical Chinese, they are not willing to tell them on that occasion.

Mo Nanbei, who was concentrating on eating marshmallows, didn't understand. He blinked and said, "Then how should there be culture? Oh, shit! Sobig! Like this?"

Li Ziqian: "..."

"You'd better eat yours honestly." Li Ziqianwu said aloud.

After the two of them got home, Mo Nanbei's marshmallows had also been eaten, and a mouthful of sticky candy was covered. The first thing he did when he got home was to go to the bathroom to wash his face.

Li Ziqian sat at the desk, took the printed chemistry test papers, and began to flip through the questions one by one.

It can be said that in the process of flipping, Li Ziqian found that he had an impression of many questions and knew how to write them, but he only knew which part of the book the knowledge point was in, and it was impossible for him to do it directly.

This is probably called the pain of not being able to recite.

After Mo Nanbei washed his face and came out, he sat at the desk with Li Ziqian and said, "I printed two copies of each set of these chemistry test papers, one for you and one for me."

"Do you also need to write chemistry?" Li Ziqian was a little surprised.

"I don't need it, but I didn't accompany you, so I treated it as a special training for me." Considering that Li Ziqian might not be able to hold on to writing papers alone, Mo Nanbei still accompanies him.

"Wow, so good."

"Bullshit, stop talking nonsense, hurry up and do the questions."

"Okay, okay." Li Ziqian had no choice but to not delay any longer, and immediately started the question-taking mode.

However, while doing the questions, Li Ziqian did not forget his original intention, and repeatedly confronted Mo Nanbei.

"You said, why doesn't this chemistry want to let me go?" Li Ziqian stared at the question, his mind wandered, and his hand was turning the pen.

"Fuck you, the chemistry teacher wants to ask you why you don't want to let him go! You are both a science major, and you are so good at physics, so chemistry has to be done like this, you make the chemistry teacher have to wonder if it is It's not that the physics teacher gave you some ecstasy soup."

"No, it's because the recitation doesn't want to let me go." Li Ziqian, who found the key point of the problem, was very depressed, and he was doing the chemistry test paper with a bitter face.

"I really want to punch a hole in your head and see what it looks like inside."

It's so strange, so strange.

Mo Nanbei added, "Is it true that Auntie also often says things like, 'If you are willing to put half of the energy in the game on learning, you won't be able to learn'."

Hearing what Mo Nanbei said, Li Ziqian felt as if the picture suddenly came, and the image of his mother reprimanding him with his hips on his back suddenly appeared in his mind.

"Yes." Li Ziqian calmly.

"Damn it, it's all your fault. The time has passed since I was busy talking." Mo Nanbei glanced at the time and found that twenty minutes had slipped away quietly.

"Haha, speaking is also part of training your mind." Li Ziqian is very good at making excuses.

"Don't say that there are none, just write it!"

"Ok."

It's not Mo Nanbei who is pressed for time, but Li Ziqian. In fact, it's not a big problem for Mo Nanbei to write or not to write these papers, but that's not the case with Li Ziqian!

The two of them were silent, immersed in the test paper with all their heart, and wrote the test paper seriously.

The learning bureau must have the appearance of serious learning.

Time passed quickly, and after Li Ziqian's stomach made a grumbling sound, he realized that maybe it was time for lunch.

Mo Nabei also heard the movement of Li Ziqian's stomach, and laughed directly, "Hahaha, how long did you write your homework, and you're hungry so soon?"

But as soon as she finished speaking, as if she was against Mo Nanbei, her stomach growled twice.

Li Ziqian: "..."

Mo Nanbei: "..."

"Someone is too embarrassed to talk about me?" Li Ziqian raised his eyebrows.

"Damn, this is an accident!"

"Then it's time for lunch anyway!"

"Know it!"

Li Ziqian relaxed a little, took out his phone, and asked, "Is that I order takeout or are you cooking?"

"Don't order takeout, I'll do it." Mo Nanbei stopped Li Ziqian from opening the takeout.

Because these weekends are often the reason for Mo Nanbei's cooking, Mo Nanbei feels that what he cooks is better, healthier, and more selective than takeout food. Cooking by herself can make Li Ziqian more motivated to study.

"Okay, that's exactly what I meant." Li Ziqian grinned, feeling happy when he thought that he could eat the surprise that Mo Nanbei brought him.

"Then don't worry about eating, study hard!"

"Good good!"

This is the case almost every time. When Mo Nanbei goes to the kitchen to cook, Li Ziqian is responsible for studying hard.

For this lunch, Mo Nanbei's idea was to make sweet and sour smoked fish. Since he didn't want to go to the aquatic market to buy it, Mo Nanbei made a phone call and asked someone to send him a live mackerel.

While waiting for the ingredients, Mo Nanbei dangled a few steps in front of Li Ziqian again to check the person's learning.

"Why are you dangling in front of me all the time?" Li Ziqian was annoyed. He couldn't answer the question originally, and he couldn't write it now.

"Then I'll stop shaking, you can write well." Mo Nanbei had to change direction and swayed behind Li Ziqian.

"What do you have for lunch, I just saw that you seemed to be calling to deliver fish?"

"Yes, eat fish."

"Okay, hehe." Li Ziqian felt happy at the thought of lunch.

The delivery man was very fast, and Mo Nanbei harvested a fresh fish before long.

Originally, I was worried that the fish would be jumping around and that I would not be able to handle it. As a result, when I asked, the deliveryman said that the fish had been beaten to death with a mallet before it was delivered.

Although he felt a little cruel, it saved Mo Nanbei a lot of things in handling fish.

And such a good-looking big fish was born to be eaten!

Then, Mo Nanbei carried the fish into the kitchen.

Handling fish is a technical job, and Mo Nanbei regretted it when he took out a big pot that could hold fish and started to scrape the scales off it.

Damn, what is not good for lunch, I have to eat fish!

Mo Nanbei really hated that his thoughts were beating so fast that he didn't leave any buffer for him.

In addition to fish, if I make a few more side dishes, when will I have to wait for lunch?

Are the two of you hungry?

The more worried it was that it was too late, Mo Nanbei just had to speed up the speed. She changed her knife and started to deal with the fish that had just died, but in the process of scraping the scales, it could be seen that the fish might not be dead. Through, and occasionally move a few times.

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