Transmigrating To Become The Boss’s Little Fairy

Halfway through the writing of the paper, Ji Rang received the first letter back: Classmate Ji, I just finished school, where are you? I'll take you to buy a tutorial now.

Ji Rang returned to him: No, it's already bought.

He took a picture of the question he was doing and sent it to him: What the **** does this question mean?

Wu Rui's news came back after five minutes: You can think about this question from two aspects. The first aspect is the meaning conveyed by the verse itself. Please blow my dead thoughts to the world, and let it promote new life like dead leaves. The poet expressed his willingness to give birth to a new life in the poem, indicating that the current world is withered and hopeless. The second aspect is the signal of the nineteenth century in the title. If you think about the situation of the western world in the nineteenth century, the answer to this question comes out.

A long paragraph of text can make Ji dizzy and dizzy. At the end, he didn't even say the answer, let him think for himself!

Ji Ran gritted his teeth and could only read the text from Wu Rui again, combined with several options, hesitant to ask: choose c?

Wu Rui: Yes, I will analyze the questions in the future, and you will find that the answer to each question is obvious.

Ji Ran was embarrassed to tell him that picking c was actually a guess.

After all, the big man who took only one history class did not know what the **** 19th-century Western world was like.

However, Wu Rui's analysis inspired him, and when he did the problem, he knew how to figure it out.

In this way, the correct rate has been increased.

The hard-working guy just finished the multiple-choice question, and Qi Ying has finished the whole paper. She looked at the boy who was still thinking about it, and picked up the black forest cake that she had not eaten while waiting for him.

The boy frowned and looked exactly the same as when the general sat in the study and reviewed the parade papers.

The family members who were thrown into the training camp always annoyed him. He often sighs, how dare to turn this thousand miles of fertile soil into the hands of those who do not learn.

At that time she didn't understand and blinked and said, "There is a general."

With the generals in place, he will be able to guard these thousands of miles.

He touched her head like a smile: "Little fool, I'm not a fairy."

He is not a fairy, he will die someday.

But no one expected that day would come so fast and suddenly.

That was her fifth year in the General's Mansion, and the personal caregivers who took care of her got a letter from the housekeeper in the Fu, and happily ran to tell her that the general had won the war again and the class teacher would return to the country in the future.

The general has left Beijing since Guiyue last year and has not been back for a full year.

She was too happy to clean the general's house with the upper and lower families. It was near the end of the year, and many window lanterns were bought and hung back. Even the flower gardens were refurbished and camellia in the winter blooming.

I also made a new dress and cloak for her to go to the Fairview. The cape was big red, so glamorous and completely different from her usual style of dressing, but she said that this color is now popular in Beijing, her skin is white, she ca n’t stand wearing red, and welcomes the generals home. It ’s good.

The general lost his mother in his early years and lost his father in his youth. When he fought in previous years, the house in Beijing was guarded by two or three old servants. Later, Qi Ying lived in, only to add some girl-in-law, one after another, more popular.

When he comes back to Beijing, he should be glad to see this beautiful scene.

She responded.

Within a few days, another urgent letter was transmitted to the palace. On that day, the emperor closed.

When I wanted to come, the news of the general's death came to Beijing.

But no one came to tell her.

Most likely, she felt that she was just a nameless waitress and not enough.

She just held her fingers, waited, and finally waited until the day when the army returned. That day, at the beginning of the new year, she wore the red cloak and waited for the general's death.

The windowsills she affixed, and the lanterns she hanged, were peeled off by her and replaced with white funerals.

She took off the red cloak, folded it, put it on the bedside, put on a white skirt, and hung it from the beam.

At that time, the sun was still very clear.

When you close your eyes, you can still see golden light.

...

Qi Ying rubbed his eyes.

Fortunately, she could meet him again. Those promises that were too late to speak, and did not accompany him for the New Year, this time, they can be made up little by little.

Ji Ran didn't know that the little **** the opposite side had quietly buried her head in tears for a while, and he was still fighting the test paper.

Multiple-choice questions can be covered, and the later big questions must be turned through. I was about to reach for the textbooks, and suddenly remembered that Qi Ying hadn't touched the book while doing the question.

Then he still needs to look through the book, doesn't it seem garbage?

Big guys who don't want to face up to their scum status can only hold back and look at it.

Not the next one, it's fine.

He doesn't go when there is a road in Shushan, and he has no boat to learn.

Horizontal batch: Idol burden is too heavy.

Ji Rang glanced out of the door, and the sky was gradually darkening. He collected the papers for some reason, and typed it on her mobile phone: it was getting dark, let's go home.

She didn't want him to send him, worried that it would delay his time, after all, where he lived and her home were two directions. Ji Rang had accepted the "fact" that she had abandoned his motorcycle, and was unhappy in her heart but sent her to the bus station without revealing it.

This time period is not crowded, there are still many places when the car arrives. He handed her the schoolbag and said with a grimace, "Go."

Qi Ying looked up at him slightly.

I don't know if it was the cause of the wind. Her eyes were a bit red, and his eyes were gentle and tired.

Ji Rang was inexplicably numb with this look, and broke into a smile and said, "What? I can't bear it."

The bus stood behind and opened the door.

Qi Ying suddenly stomped and hugged him.

I just felt that a small, fragrant and soft thing came into my arms, and I hadn't had time to respond. Qi Ying had already taken her schoolbag and turned on the bus.

The night breeze rolled around him and swept away the sweet fragrance left in his arms.

The bus was already running, Qi Ying lay beside the window and waved his hand and smiled at him.

Then the gangster who reacted became a wooden man.

Who did you learn from after running? !!

No, she has already taken advantage of it twice. Next time, you must take the initiative to take advantage of it!

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At the school the next day, Wu Rui came to the ninth class to find Ji Ran while still studying early. The first age appeared here, and it immediately caused onlookers. A few young boys laughed and stopped him: "Oh, this isn't the first age. How come we come down to our side?

Wu Rui said, "I'm looking for Jirang."

A group of people laughed loudly: "I fuck, this nerd actually wants to find brother? Afraid not to scratch it?"

Ji Rang's cold voice came from behind him: "I see you are tickling and looking for something."

When several people saw him, they shrank their necks and ran away. Wu Rui suddenly felt a sense of being covered by the seniors, and a little excited.

He couldn't bear the excitement and handed the notebook in his hand: "Mr. Ji, this is a learning plan tailored to you based on your situation last night. You take a look first. I will come to you after lunch and give you Speak carefully. "

Ji Rang reached out and took over: "Thank you."

Wu Rui waved his hands shyly: "Yes, you didn't give money."

Ji Rang thought this kid was quite fun, and laughed, "Okay, you can go back, class is coming soon."

Wu Rui nodded and turned away. Ji Rang took the notebook back to his seat, and opened the first page of the notebook under a curious look around.

I saw five powerful characters written above:

[Attack Season Jean]

Here is a line of small print:-Four-week study plan.

Ji Rang :? ? ?

What is the second middle school boy in the first grade?

The author has something to say: 更 tomorrow morning at 10 o'clock ~!

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