Regarding Mo Qing's learning problem, since Jiang Ke returned from the parent-teacher meeting, he has taken an unprecedented emphasis.

In the living room, Mo Qing sat on the sofa, looking at the stack of tutoring books, with a cold look on her face.

Jiang carved a seat on the single sofa on the oblique side.

Peng Zhong and Peng Ren stood aside. Peng Ren was beaten up by his own brother, and he was so well-behaved at this moment.

"Say a reason to refuse Peng Ren's guidance." Jiang Kebiao spoke slowly, without any dissatisfaction because Mo Qing was unhappy in studying.

Mo Qing said: "He is talkative."

Peng Ren, who was disliked: "..." Although he talks a lot, he is sweet-mouthed. He is very popular with the old man and the old man!

Jiang Ke glanced at Peng Zhong.

Peng Zhong took a step forward and said sternly: "I can."

Mo Qing glanced at him, ignored him, leaned back, raised his legs, and said slowly: "I want to participate in a mathematical modeling competition, and I don't have time to learn these."

Jiang Ke asked: "What is a high school student?"

"Um."

"I am from the Department of Mathematics." Peng Ren raised his hand actively and saw the three of them looking at him. He couldn't wait to point at himself with two hands, "I, the master of mathematics department! I won the prize for mathematical modeling."

The three of them looked away at the same time.

Mo Qing said to Jiang Ke as if he hadn't heard Peng Ren's words: "There is a teacher in the school."

Jiang Kehui: "If you have any difficulties, find me."

"good."

"that's all."

Mo Qing and Jiang Ke decisively chose to join the meeting.

Peng Ren, who was completely ignored, looked at Mo Qing and Jiang Ke who were walking towards the restaurant, and looked at Peng Zhong in confusion: "Brother, can I, a top student at Imperial City University, just can't I make such a move?"

"You don't have to be too inferior." Peng Zhong took on his brother's duties and comforted him, "As long as Master Jiang is here, we will not lose our jobs."

Peng Ren: "..." I was comforted, thank you.

*

Mrs. Chen brought the carefully prepared meals. All the dishes were on the list of Jiang Ke and Mo Qing, so just seeing these dishes, the two remembered the menu.

Mo Qing picked up a piece of fish, took a bite, and tasted the familiar taste. He couldn't help asking: "Did you write your menu?"

"I said that." Jiang Ke glanced at her and corrected it.

"Where did you invite Mrs. Chen?" Mo Qing asked again.

"Pengzhong asked." Jiang Ke replied, immediately guessing her doubts and added lightly, "Her cooking skills are adjusted according to my taste."

"A little bit of adjustment?"

"Um."

"That's interesting," Mo Qing narrowed her eyes and said, "This is obviously my taste."

Jiang Ke looked at her coldly and reminded him: "You should be more awake."

Two years ago, when Jiang Ke moved to Dongshi City, he recruited Mrs. Chen. Personal taste is a very personal matter. It shouldn't have been exactly the same, but suddenly a Mo Qing appeared and insisted on saying that it was the same as hers.

If you don’t have a brain disease, what else can it be?

"Do you really believe that there is such a coincidence in the world?" Mo Qing raised his eyebrows.

"I don't believe it." Jiang Ke picked up a chopstick of bean sprouts, "So you can do it yourself."

After all, Jiang Ke still felt that this coincidence was intentional by Mo Qing. Of course, no matter how he analyzed it, he couldn't figure out what the purpose of arranging such a clumsy coincidence was.

"so."

Mo Qing put down his chopsticks and hooked his hand towards Jiang Ke.

Jiang Ke was indifferent.

Mo Qing tsked, her elbows leaned horizontally against the table, and her body leaned forward slightly: "If you can't find a suitable explanation, why don't you listen to what I said?"

She chuckled lightly, her thin eyelids gently tweaked her lowered voice, and there was a slight temptation. When the sound came into her ears, it was like a slight current passing by, and it was slightly tweaking.

"You said." Jiang Ke put down the chopsticks and listened attentively.

"1. The Holy Lord who believes in the Holy Lord of the Eternal Life Association is in front of you at this moment. This is a rare thing." Mo Qing's eyes fell on him, with a calm and gentle attitude, "2. We are doing a game to lead you into the trap. This is more reasonable."

She suddenly smiled: "Who do you believe in?"

A strand of black hair slid down in front of her, and she gently lit her fingertips on the table. She spoke with a frank expression, her expression was leisurely and lazy, and her indescribable temperament became stronger.

Jiang Ke has an unspeakable sense of familiarity.

After a moment of silence, Jiang Ke looked at her with dark eyes, and in her seemingly calm pupils, she didn't know how emotional she was hidden.

After a long time, Jiang Ke curled his lips and said lightly: "I don't believe it."

"Oh."

Mo Qing sneered, not caring, and pulled her figure a little further back and picked up the chopsticks again.

If you don’t believe it, don’t believe it.

It will take some time to break the conventional cognition.

The meal was very quiet, and neither Mo Qing nor Jiang Ke communicated again. After the meal, they went upstairs to deal with their affairs.

*

After returning to the room after dinner, Mo Qing called Hos and explained that Shen Qi would form a team to participate in the competition.

Hoss pondered for a while and said, "She is in rehabilitation training, I'll ask her."

"Um."

Mo Qing waited for a while.

The noisy background sound gradually disappeared, and Shen Qi's voice came from the phone: "Sister Qing."

"Hos told you?" Mo Qing leaned against the balcony railing and asked.

"I said it." Shen Qi did not hesitate at all and quickly gave the answer, "I am happy to participate."

"How is the body?"

"The rehabilitation training is very smooth, but I still need to take a wheelchair when I go back to school," Shen Qi said, "It doesn't have any impact."

After a slight pause, Shen Qi said again: "Thank you for Yao Jiajia's affairs."

Mo Qing was not polite and just said, "Just write it down."

Having never seen such a straightforward person, Shen Qi was stunned for a moment, and then his voice seemed a little happy: "Okay."

Their three-person team was successfully built.

Mo Qing sent a message to Song Yiyuan.

After receiving the news, Song Yiyuan held his breath and turned his head to accuse Hoss of a small essay, angrily accusing Hoss of not fulfilling his duties as a brother, and actually let Shen Qi, who had not recovered, be discharged from the hospital and went to school. It was simply inhumane.

Hoss was too lazy to pay attention to him and hadn't finished reading the short composition.

...

The next morning, Mo Qing woke up on time, washed up and walked out of the bedroom.

"morning."

As soon as he walked out the door, Mo Qing heard a lazy voice.

When I looked sideways, I saw Jiang Ke standing against the wall, holding a pocket in his hand, looking sideways at her.

"Where are you scaring the ghost?"

Mo Qing was a little angry and saw that he had no good expression.

"Scared the fairy a hundred years ago." Jiang Ke glanced at her sideways, handed a bottle of drink over, and asked casually, "If it is true, what were you doing a hundred years ago?"

Mo Qing said lightly: "Study."

“What to learn?”

"You have to learn everything." Mo Qing unscrew the cap, raised her head and drank a drink, but she frowned by the stimulating smell. She said disgusted, "What is this?"

Jiang Ke looked at her in a little surprise: "Sparkle water."

"It's so hard to drink." Mo Qing twisted the bottle cap and threw it back to Jiang Ke.

She turned and went downstairs.

Jiang Ke looked at the soaked water, then looked at Mo Qing's back, and a little more interesting expression was added to his expression.

Things suddenly became interesting.

If all kinds of coincidences are not convinced by Jiang Ke... But this bottle of soaked water suddenly makes Jiang Ke suspicious.

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Yes, because of a bottle of soaked water, Jiang Ye began to believe in metaphysics.

Happy National Day ~
Chapter completed!