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“Uncle Mouse Demon, this is your medicine, remember to take it four times a day, then...”

In Long Xi Ruo's pet hospital, the little butterfly demon who has been working for some time is breaking his fingers, saying one by one what the sick ‘person' needs to be aware of, “... and, what else? ”

“... it doesn't matter if you don't say it, I know it anyway.” Uncle Mouse Demon hastily laid his hand.

“No, it's my job. It has to be good. ”

Why is that?

Uncle Mouse Demon glanced at this little butterfly demon who has recently become a pet hospital to see Panda. She keeps asking herself, why?

Why can't you remember what you said to the patient when you already have a math book on your desk?

“That's right! Finally, remember to clean your body before going to bed every day. Dr. Long said you're too dirty to take a bath. That's why your skin disease often recurs! ”

This little guy is so cute, if it wasn't for bringing his own cub to get asthma medicine this time, Uncle Mouse Demon thought it was important to make a good trick and chase the memories of youth.

“Dad, your tail's up. ”

“Roll, roll!” Uncle Mouse Demon pushed his son and left embarrassed.

Just think, this is pure, almost extinct in the living spirit, Uncle Mouse Demon did not really intend to tarnish it. It's just rats to middle age, and inevitably there are some vagrancy skeletons.

“It's really popular, not like that long-time old witch in the office. ”

After sending farewell to Uncle Mouse Demon, Lorelei suddenly heard such a sharp speech - a white meal from a pet hospital.

Yes, that's what Sister Long called Miss Su Zijun: eating and living for nothing.

“Sister Zijun, let Sister Long hear you carefully?” Little Butterfly Demon had to warn - although she knew that such a reminder seemed to be of little use.

If Long Xi and Su Zijun were like water fires, they would be able to mix their mouths for a while every time they met, as if they were uncomfortable without ridiculing each other for a few words a day.

Su Zijun snorted, clearly indicating his attitude: don't be afraid, let her bite me.

Little butterfly demon has seen strange, sat down, touched a bottle of milk with both hands and drank it beautifully. She then licked the white liquid left on her lips and read it with the book in her hand.

“What is this?” Su Zijun brought the book directly from the hands of the little butterfly demon. He looked at it casually and said softly: “This kind of human writing is just a waste of your time, so let's practice it well. You're too skinny. When can you get fat without practicing? ”

“Fat?” Lo stunned.

She was a butterfly demon who had eaten a whole Chinese dictionary, but did not know why fat could be used to describe the extent of cultivation.

Just heard Su Zijun say softly: “I mean, be stronger. ”

Little Butterfly demon's feet shook under the table and then blinked. “But the demon power is enough. It's safe to have Sister Long here. Besides, what humans write is interesting, and I can't understand a lot of it. ”

Su Zijun calmly said: “We have opened our minds. How can we be twice as intelligent as humans? You can't read what humans write. It sucks. ”

Little Butterfly Demon doesn't mind, she's not the kind of kind of kind of good anger, it's not very controversial, just stepped out of the bakery that society encountered the owner and the grandmother taught her something to keep in mind.

People are good, people are happy.

“Well, of course I don't. I didn't grow up like Sister Su and Sister Long.” Lotte smiled innocently, "right! Sister Su, you must have a lot of knowledge! ”

“Normal.” Su Zijun hummed.

Little Butterfly demon's eyes lit up, hurriedly turned the introduction book borrowed from the child of another patient, turned one of the pages, pathetically: “Sister Su, can you teach me how to do this? I've been thinking about it all day. ”

Su Zijun glanced casually. His eyes flicked from top to bottom. He flicked back from bottom to top. He blinked and stared at the little butterfly demon like this.

All of a sudden, Su Zijun's body slowly lay flat on the ground... and, by the way, her hands closed her belly well, like a sleeping little princess.

“Sister Su? Sister Su? How can I sleep? Sleeping on the floor is bad. ”

For Luo Qiang, it is not uncommon for Su Zijun, who has half the dry blood, to suddenly fall asleep. In fact, she would often lie down directly like this.

“Never mind the stinking face.” If Long Xi doesn't know when to get out of the office - she's probably going to smoke again.

She walked to Su Zijun's side and stretched out her feet twice. She smiled. “Pretend to think... Little guy, let me tell you, this fool hasn't even gone to kindergarten, can't write his own name, can teach you to have ghosts! ”

“Ah?”

The first time I heard of the little butterfly demon, it looked amazing.

Dragon and Eve shrugged their shoulders and suddenly said: "What's the problem today? Tell me about it. ”

Remember the first two weeks, Sister Long had taught herself the multiplication list, and the little butterfly demon came at this point openly: “Sister Long, 'Known function f (x) = ax3-3x2 +1, if f (x) exists only zero point x0 and x0 is greater than 0, what is the value range of a’? ”

If Longxi calmly and freely placed his mouth and throat, he blew away the smokescreen and slowly said: “Little guy, I thought about whether to be a man or a demon. If you don't try, you're just a white eater. It's not hard to solve. The question is, have you tried? ”

Luo Zheng shook his head subconsciously, “I just thought about it for a while... I know, Sister Long, I can't think about it anymore, I just asked you. ”

“Well, nice attitude. ”

Long Xi walked out the door of the pet center with a cigarette... the ghost only knew what the X was and what the A was? Didn't you just learn how to multiply two weeks ago?

“Humans are really idle, isn't multiplying and subtracting enough?” Dragon and Eve leaned out the door and mumbled.

However, this little butterfly demon's ability to learn is somewhat beyond her expectations. Remember yesterday or the day before yesterday, this little guy seems to have mentioned that he wants to take the high exam?

Although it was not difficult for her to get a little registration and then open the back door or anything, after all, there was a small part of the demon mix that was successfully mixed in some units after such a long time.

The question is…

I don't even know what X is. What the hell is A?

Dragon and Eve suddenly hit a spirit, the cigarette was still on the ground, stomped out, then rushed into the pet hospital, came to the front desk position, and found something in the front desk pile of things.

“Sister Long, are you looking for something? ”

“Found it.” If Long Xi finds a leaflet from here and dumps it in front of Luo Zheng, "go to study! This college entrance exam class just started recently, now discount! ”

“But I have to go to work.” Lorraine thought about it and shook her head: “Besides, this tuition is expensive. ”

“It's okay, I'll give it to you.” Long Xi Ruo's big hand waved: “Finish your studies! ”

“Really?” The little butterfly demon jumped happily.

Long Xi touched her head in a petty manner... well, don't think about what X is this time, what the hell is A is.

“Huh, you think she'd be so kind? At best, this old witch can only carry the mantra, and she was taught the mantra by the person who made it. Do you think she really went to school? ”

Coldly, Suzijun, who slept on the ground, turned his body, like a dream, and said softly.

Long Yi Ruo... Long Yi Ruo: “Well, yesterday I think I put some medicine in it. I haven't had time to clean it up yet, I'll go check it out. Ah-ha-ha, ha-ha-ha...”

Flying away.

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……

At night, he kept his head down in his room, sitting in front of his mother.

The mother had a mock paper in her hand.

“Gu Jiajie, why is this analog exam four points lower than the last one? Do you know how many people in your class outnumber you? ”

“Just four points, I was careless...” What is he going to say?

And the mother said sternly, "Four points? Gu Jiajie, do you know what your attitude is? Don't you understand the importance of a score? Let me ask you, if you're four points short of the admission line, how do you feel? Are you upset? Four points, possibly deciding that you want to spend an extra year repeating. Would you like to waste another year? ”

He can only shake his head.

Mother sighed: "Jiajie, Mother didn't mean to curse you. Do you know how tired your father and I are working outside? But we didn't say that when we got back. Save some money at home. We all let you take an extra class. For what? To give you an edge over others, but have you been lazy lately? ”

“I…” he lowered his head and dared not look into his mother's eyes.

When Mother saw this, she sighed again and shook her head, "Think about it, isn't that right? All right, take a shower and get some rest. Get up tomorrow and carry the words, don't miss the best time of the day. ”

“I get it.” He nodded.

“Okay, good boy. We just want you to be talented. Don't blame Mom for being so hard on you. It's all for your own good.” Mother patted him gently on the shoulder and said softly.

When the door closed and he was the only one left in the room, he sat silently for a while and suddenly opened the desk drawer and took out the hidden cell phone.

He thought about it for a while, and he quickly wrote a text message on his phone: Teacher, are you free tomorrow night? I want to try again.