MTL - Creation Notebook-Chapter 21 Zhao Chen taking medicine [There is important news inside]

噗通!

The iron tooth wolf on his back fell to the ground, and Mr. Bai Yu's body was cold and his teeth trembled.

What kind of academic achievements Shen Zhe has taught for so many years, she knows very well that common sense questions can be miscalculated, a little harder, super **** that requires tossing a coin to determine, this time the answer is not bad in milliseconds ...

Isn't that ... he knew the crack in the mountain buried in snow from the beginning?

Even if I knew, how could I know that the Iron Tooth Wolf in Thorns Mountain had been unified by the wolf king, and how could I calculate how many paths had been taken when I was chased and what kind of changes occurred?

Even if you kill one more iron tooth wolf, in the cave, you delay a little more than half a breath, this time, there will be deviation!

But the reality is ... exactly the same!

Precisely makes people sweat cold.

"Looks, I want to talk to him ..."

She took a few breaths and calmed the shock in her heart. Teacher Bai Yu nodded secretly.

I have always thought that this scum, when this semester ends, he will return to the family, be an ordinary person, and have no intersection with himself.

What exactly happened to him and what happened, I really have to talk well to know.

"Mr. Bai, why are you back? Are you going to practice?"

He taught Director Li to look at Teacher Bai who was walking into the office in doubt.

"I'm back, this is the result ..." Teacher Bai Yu passed the record crystal.

After the practice is over, report the results to the Teaching Office.

After a brief moment, Director Li hurriedly looked, and his pupils also shrank: "More than four hours, come around the thorn hill? This ... this ..."

Obviously, he couldn't believe it.

"Is such that……"

Teacher Bai Yu told her experience again.

"The wolf king appears in the Iron-toothed wolf pack? Behind Thorns Mountain, there are passable mountain cracks ..." His eyes were full of wonders, and Director Li picked up the instructors on the table, which was also full of horror and could not help I was curious: "How did you find out that the teachings are different?"

"I'm a student. The calculated answer is different from mine. I looked through the instructors and found out that the answer above is not the same anymore ..." Bai Yu explained.

"Student?" Director Li froze.

"Yes, the calculation results are as good as the teaching reference ..." Teacher Bai Yu nodded.

主任 Director Li shocked, and hurriedly looked: "Who is it? Ling Xueru or Cui Xiao in your class?"

Class 23 is the only one who can think of these two as the highest in the school.

"It's not ... this is a bit strange. I still need to investigate. I will report it to Director Li before I clear it ..."

Teacher Bai Yu shook her head and did not name Shen Zhe.

I want to say that Ling Xueru's top ten grade, famous, Shen Zhe's fame, is even greater in school!

The penultimate school in the whole school has long been criticized by countless teachers. It is directly the result of his calculations. Director Li must not believe it, not to mention that even she herself does not feel convinced, and intends to ask clearly what is going on before doing it. intend.

Otherwise, empty joy.

Uh ...

At the dormitory, Shen Zhe, who had made a circle around the school with his back on the ground, returned to the room.

Although he did another good thing and sent the seriously injured person back to the class, he didn't seem very happy.

I know that he likes to be lively and good-looking. In order to make him happy, Shen Zhe also went to the library, the training ground, and the test bench ... Wherever there are more people, the other person's expression is even more ugly.

I even said a few words of abuse.

Alas, Shen Zhe is not angry, that's why good people are not easy to understand.

As long as my heart is bright, even if the whole world does not understand it, what happens?

I'm just ashamed.

"It seems ... the pencil has nothing to do with good ..."

At the same time, he understood the things that depressed him most.

I have done several good things in a row today, and the pencil didn't show up. It seems that this thing has nothing to do with good things.

"Forget it, researching tomorrow, it's really impossible, go to the library and find a book, you will always find a way ..."

The notebook in my head was motionless, as if the pencil disappeared, and it had nothing to do with it. No matter how I called, there was no response at all. Shen Zhe no longer thought about it.

With new medicinal materials, I bought a new dry pot and oil-salt sauce vinegar. I refined the medicinal solution first, and by the way, can I improve my training?

He returned to the refining room.

This time, he prepared well, brought a mask in advance, and a goggles to prevent smoke and dust, paused, prepared an apron, and a chef's hat to prevent hair from being burnt.

"Start!"

Everything is right, put the dry pot on the stove again, add the same herbs.

With the first experience, the second one was a lot easier. In less than two hours, all five golden yellow liquids were successfully refined.

Xun did not rush to find Zhao Chen and others, but returned to the dormitory and continued to practice the exercises.

The tincture melts in the body, and the body seems to have resistance. It is still in the state of training the sevenfold bone marrow and can no longer grow.

"It seems ... the seventh is really a bottleneck!"

Helplessly shook his head.

"I still need to get a pencil ..."

Xun practiced for a while, and found nothing, Shen Zhe tangled again.

Twenty-seven is at its peak. For his obsessive-compulsive disorder, it is really unacceptable.

Now I can only have a pencil. Try again if I can change my physique.

I left a training liquid, took the remaining three, and walked to Zhao Chen's dormitory.

Anyway, these three people were all seriously injured because of his innocence. Whether they are friends or partners, they should make up for it.

After a while I came to him.

Xu Xuezhao has no human rights. Like him, all the roommates in the dormitory ran clean, leaving only Zhao Chen.

At this time, he had just taken the medicine and was lying on his back to recover.

"How did you come?"

Seeing him coming, Zhao Chen hurriedly got up.

"Did I not say that I need to remedy your injuries and help you practice? Give it!"

He smiled, and Shen Zhe passed the jade bottle containing a liquid medicine.

"Medicinal solution?" Zhao Chen looked over in confusion: "You made it?"

"Hmm!" Shen Zhe nodded.

I have nothing to deny.

这个 "This ..." Zhao Chen shook her face: "I still don't take it, I have already taken the medicine, and the injury is not serious, it should be OK in two days ... Your kindness, buddy has taken heart ..."

Last time I studied refining medicine, he made a bottle by himself and gave it to the dog. It didn't take long for the dog to die. The death was called miserable, and his mouth and nose were all blood.

Later, the dormitory recruited mice, and each time they refined a liquid medicine and put it in the corner, they could kill a lot of poison, and tried and tested.

This guy, learn more scum than him, remedy the medicine, dare to take it out, and dare to eat it ...

"What do you mean?"

Seeing this guy in awe, a black line appeared on Shen Zhe's head.

I finally asked for so many medicinal materials, and endured the fumigation of oil-salt sauce vinegar.

"Nothing, just not enough ... I want to live longer ..."

Zhao Chen smiled awkwardly.

Although I went home to inherit hundreds of millions of properties and married dozens of beautiful women, it was a bit uncomfortable. It was a shame to be shameful, but at least I was still alive and took your medicine ... Who knows if it is the same as the dormitory mouse , Just hang up?

闭 "Shut up, so much nonsense, let you eat, just eat ..."

He sent the medicine with good intentions. The guy turned away from the obsessive-compulsive disorder. Shen Zhe stepped forward, pinched Zhao Chen's mouth, and opened the stopper.

"What are you doing, let me go, no, no ..."

辰 Zhao Chen frantically.

I really dare not take your medicine ...

Good friends, why do you want me to die?

不好 Is it good to live well?

"Although call it, even if it is called a broken throat, no one will come to your rescue ..." With strong hands, pinch Zhao Chen's mouth, elbows and legs against each other ~ www.novelbuddy.com ~, make it unable to move, Shen Zhe violently shoved the jade bottle into the opponent's mouth.

"It's over ..."

I felt a warm current flowing into my throat, Zhao Chen grasped the sheets with both hands, and her feet involuntarily kicked straight ... Tears slowly flowed from the corner of her eyes.

I didn't expect it, it was a difficult time ... Life is over!

Uh ...

The boys' dormitories at Pu'er School are next to each other. Zhao Chen's wailing, without any cover, rang through the corridor.

A group of school bulls heard the sound, came over, stood at the door and looked at each other.

I was about to knock on the door to see what was going on, and heard Shen Zhe's anger.

尽管 "Just call it, even if it is called a broken throat, no one will come to your rescue ..."

"It's Shen Zhe of the third class ... they are good friends and should be fine ..."

Someone knew Shen Zhe and heard the voice.

"Oh……"

Everyone nodded at the same time and looked at each other again, all of them saw the horror and fear in their eyes.

So exciting, so shy ...

These two academic scum ... playing so open?