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Finally, they got to the point, and Fu Xuan breathed a sigh of relief. "Nothing is missing. The new guest from the Starry Sky Train came to see us yesterday. Although he was a little cold, he didn't find any faults."
"Oh, Mr. Latio." Cheng Che responded, putting the parts in front of him together into a whole, and said calmly, "He is a little cold, but he is actually quite enthusiastic. He said that if he can't see any problems with the Qiongguan Formation, you can't see any problems either, which means there is absolutely no problem."
As soon as he finished speaking, a smile appeared on Fu Xuan's face.
She looked at Cheng Che and said sincerely, "Thank you for saying this."
Now there is really no problem with the Qiongguan Formation.
Cheng Che was stunned for a moment, then nodded, "Okay, then when can it be repaired? Sanyue wants to go in and play."
As he spoke, Cheng Che bent down slightly, revealing San Yue Qi who was leaning on his back and already fast asleep, "Everyone who's waiting has fallen asleep."
Fu Xuan hesitated for a moment, "Come over tomorrow afternoon. I don't think you will go into the Qiongguan Formation hungry."
At this point, Fu Xuan raised his hand and said, "Please allow Yukong and I to go to the Starry Sky Train for lunch tomorrow at noon."
"Okay." Cheng Che responded, and after thinking for a while, he took the coat beside him and put it on Sanyueqi. He looked at Jingyuan hesitantly, "Can you help Sanyue? She can't stand up like this."
If you stand up on March 7th, you will fall headfirst.
Jingyuan squinted his eyes and reached out his hand to grab the clothes on the back of Sanyueqi's neck.
Cheng Che quickly stood up, put on his clothes and put on his bag. Then Jing Yuan picked up San Yue Qi and threw him on Cheng Che's back. He smiled lazily and said, "Go back with your friend to rest. We'll go for a free meal tomorrow."
"Don't you need the feather to help you sleep?" Cheng Che had a sleeping San Yue Qi hanging behind him. He turned around and looked at Jing Yuan, "Oh, you have to work overtime tonight."
Jing Yuan wanted to cry but had no tears. "Some things don't need to be said so honestly."
"Honesty is a good virtue." Cheng Che responded, then turned around and left with the headless San Yue Qi on his back.
Jing Yuan sighed slightly and moved his gaze to Fu Xuan, "Fu Qing, do you want to say anything? If not, I will go back to work overtime."
Alas, I enslaved the criminals too much when I went out to play a few days ago. Jingliu, Ren and a little Qinglong are now completely drained and lying dead on the bed.
Fu Xuan looked at Jing Yuan's curved eyes and the mole under his eye. After a long silence, he finally asked, "What price did you pay to make Cheng Che agree to act with you? When General Jing Yuan appears with him, it means that the relationship between Luo Fu and Cheng Che is already bound together in the eyes of outsiders, right?"
Jing Yuan spread his hands innocently, "It didn't cost anything, or you could say... this was a tacit understanding between him and me, and we tacitly agreed to this happening."
Fu Xuan snorted coldly, "A tacit understanding to watch the fun?"
Jing Yuan smiled without saying anything, stood up and patted Yan Qing's head who was already dozing off, "I'll go back first, Fu Qing... keep working hard."
Fu Xuan watched them leave and looked away, "One by one..."
Really good at fishing...
Fu Xuan sighed softly, sat behind a desk nearby, and sorted out the various documents in front of him.
If Jing Yuan can effectively control the evil spirit because of Cheng Che, then she doesn't need to rush to take over the position of general.
Chang Lotte.
The young man carrying the pink-haired girl stopped and used one hand to free his hair from being grabbed. "If you pull my hair again, you'll knock my head off!"
As soon as the words fell, San Yue Qi accurately let go of his hand, squinted his eyes and pointed to the side, "Buy me food when you make money. I want to eat Qiongshi bird skewers today."
Cheng Che let go of his hand expressionlessly, and March 7 fell to the ground with a plop.
"Just leave when you wake up." Cheng Che straightened his messed up hair and put his hands in his pockets. "Qiong Shi Niaochuan, right?"
San Yue Qi followed Cheng Che with a smile, holding up his camera and taking pictures, looking very happy. "Yes, but why can't we use other fruits in the syrup? I'm tired of it."
"You can exchange it. Strawberries, oranges, hawthorns, anything is fine." Cheng Che recalled the types of candied haws and walked slowly with his hands in his pockets. "But I don't think I've seen these sold in Luofu."
San Yue Qi stopped and looked up at Cheng Che, "Then I'll order the food and you go back and pick it up."
Cheng Che thought for a moment and said, "I'll go back and make the syrup myself for the fruit. I want to eat the ones covered in chocolate outside."
"Really?" San Yueqi's eyes lit up and he patted Cheng Che's shoulder, "Let's go! Let's hurry up and get back to the train!"
Cheng Che sighed and walked back slowly beside San Yueqi.
The phone dinged and a message popped up.
[Little black bird, why are you ignoring me? I'm much more fun than the little pink-haired girl next to you. Do you want to play with me? ]
Cheng Che looked at the message, was silent for a moment, and then decisively blocked and deleted it.
Don't let him find it!
Find it and give it a slap!
Chapter 553 Learning is a lifelong thing.
Star Dome Train.
The curly-haired young man squatted in the corner, opening a small pot to melt the chocolate and syrup. Two girls squatted next to him, acting just as furtively.
There was also a short-haired young man who was peeling the skins of various fruits in his hands and putting them on small toothpicks with a stern face.
His movements were skillful and natural, but his expression didn't look very good.
"What are they doing?"
Jizi stood next to the sofa at the back of the train holding a coffee cup, looking up at the scenery outside the window, but the question she asked was to the man who was sitting on the sofa next to her with a cane and looking at his mobile phone.
Hearing this, Walter looked up and pushed his glasses on the bridge of his nose, “Make some snacks, it seems to be food like Qiongshi bird skewers, a specialty of Cheng Che’s hometown, and perhaps also a food that I once had in my hometown.”
Hearing this, Ji Zi nodded, then asked uncertainly, "Can Cheng Che really make snacks? Can't he make a pot?"
Cheng Che is a pampered young master. The bitterest thing he has ever experienced is probably the bitterness of iced coffee. Can he cook? Can he make snacks?
Walter: ...
Walter looked up at Ji Zi with a calm expression, “Maybe I should feel that you don’t have a crow’s mouth like Cheng Che?”
Jizi chuckled, "Maybe the kids haven't heard our conversation yet."
"Yeah." Walter responded, raised his eyes to look at the children gathered, and couldn't help but curled his lips a little, "Let them play, with Dan Heng here, nothing should happen."
Pam was standing by with a wary eye, seemingly on guard against these kids doing anything to damage the train.
Ji Zi looked sideways for a long time, and finally walked forward after a wave of candied haws was finished. After looking at them with curious eyes for a moment, she took away some and planned to have her own midnight snack.
San Yueqi bit a candied hawthorn and watched Cheng Che wrap the last bit of chocolate on the fruit. Then he stood up and looked at Cheng Che, "I didn't expect you to be so knowledgeable. We'll have a treat in the future!"
Cheng Che was too lazy to look up. He squatted on the ground and put away the kitchen utensils before turning 180 degrees on the spot. Then he stood up and whispered, "Friend, I suggest you don't stand up directly when I'm squatting. I don't really want to be regarded as a hooligan."
San Yue Qi looked down, let out a loud scream, and then quickly covered her skirt.
Xing remained squatting as usual, looking up at Cheng Che, "You make me sound like a gangster when you say that."
"You are." Cheng Che had a blank expression on his face. He walked to the sofa and sat down. Then he pulled the table in front of him and began to seriously pick out two bottles of wine from the table, mixed them together and poured them into the thermos cup. "You have a mean heart, but you don't have the courage to be mean. How pitiful."
Xing stood up silently and sat on the other side of the table, watching Cheng Che holding a wine glass, finding a pile of books, and lowering his head to start reading seriously.
Xing was silent for a moment, then asked in confusion, "What are you reading? It doesn't seem to be the storybook you read halfway last time."
"Mr. Latio made a list of books for me." Cheng Che patted the thick books. There was a thick notebook next to him, and he was writing words that others couldn't understand on it with a pen. "I picked out a few courses that I like from the 52 courses he can teach, and then picked out the basic textbooks from the textbooks of these courses."
At this point, Cheng Che turned a page of the book, "He asked me to read it, and then he would test me. If I fail, he would scold me."
Hearing this, Xing's mouth twitched.
She looked at Cheng Che, her face full of indescribable words, "I secretly inquired about it. His teaching is very strict, and the completion rate of the course is no more than 3%. Do you really want to learn it?"
Isn't it just learning one subject?
"I'm old enough to learn even if he's seventy or eighty and can't teach me anymore." Cheng Che didn't react at all. He took a sip of wine and continued to read. "Anyway, I have to read almost all the books except philosophy."
I really can't get into philosophy. I'm already crazy, and if I read some abstruse philosophy, I might think I'm completely crazy.
Xing's mouth twitched, "Yeah, it takes others several years to finish the course, but you have turned the teacher into an old man and still haven't finished the course."
Indeed, learning is a lifelong process.
This is true for Cheng Che and also for Latio.
I just wonder what Professor Latio would feel when he is old and looks at his student Little Crow, who has studied with him for many years but still has not graduated.
Will he pick up a book and smash the little crow to death?
"So what? I am also one of the stupid humans." Cheng Che lowered his head and read quickly. The pen in his hand flashed and drew a smooth table.
Xing tilted her head and looked at Cheng Che, her cheeks puffed up a little as she bit the candied haws. After a while, she reached out and poked Sanyueqi next to her, "Sanyue, do you think Cheng Che is trying to fill his head secretly without our knowledge?"
San Yueqi was confused, "Is he carrying us on his back?"
star:……
Suddenly I don’t want to discuss this issue with March 7 anymore.
Xing was eager to find an ally, but when he looked around, he saw Dan Heng also holding a book, looking at the words on it expressionlessly, with his other hand touching his chin, and it was obvious that he was studying.
After a while, Cheng Che took a deep breath and stood up. "I'm going back to the bedroom to lie on the carpet and read a book. Here..."
There is no learning atmosphere, and atmosphere is very important for a lazy little crow.
At the same time, Dan Heng also stood up, helped pick up a pile of books, and walked quickly towards the guest room carriage at the back.
Sanyueqi was eating happily, patting Xing's shoulder and saying seriously, "Although Cheng Che is arrogant and secretly studying in front of me, I think Cheng Che is planning to move from the children's group to the parents' group. What do you think?"
Hearing this, Xing nodded, "So four parents are looking after us two little kids."
Sanyueqi turned his head to meet Xing's eyes, "Why do I feel like you are saying that you and I are worried?"
"Be more confident, and forget about the word 'feeling'." Xing patted Sanyueqi's shoulder with a hard word. After seeing his dull look, he picked up the small candied haws beside him and stuffed it into Sanyueqi's mouth, comforting him, "Don't embarrass your head, eat more."
In the rear carriage, Dan Heng and Cheng Che walked into the bedroom carrying a thick pile of books. In the bedroom, they saw Doctor Zhenli, who had occupied Cheng Che's bedroom at some point in time.
Latio sat on the chair in front of Cheng Che's desk, flipping through the book in his hand with a calm expression, holding a pen in his hand and turning it slowly.
Sensing the movement, Latio raised his eyes, "You're back?"
Cheng Che was stunned, "Don't you have your own bedroom?"
"Yes." Latio looked at the two unknown guests in the train group sitting on the carpet with books in their arms, flipping through them, and then turned his gaze back to continue reading. "This place is suitable for you to calm down and read."
Well, take a closer look at the crows, especially the unconventional Chengche crow.
[PS: There is an extra chapter 539 at the end of Chapter , please remember to read it.
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