Chapter 17 My surname is Ba, my father’s Ba (17)
Return home in the evening.
Jiang Tang held the little bear in his arms and glanced at the task progress board nervously.
The thing seemed to be floating in her head. As long as she wanted to see it, she could see it immediately.
This time she looked at the task progress column first.
Task progress: 5
Jiang Tang's eyebrows were filled with joy.
Let’s look at dependence.
Dependency: 25
……
25?
If she remembered correctly, the dependence level was still -10 two days ago, right?
Is this thing broken?
Dependence suddenly increased so much?
Jiang Tang couldn't figure it out, and Banban wasn't there either.
Forget it, sleep.
Anyway, it’s gone up, so who thinks it’s too much?
Early the next morning, Jiang Tang changed into a white shirt and blue jeans.
The girl in the mirror has a slender figure and a pair of straight long legs wrapped in jeans.
Jiang Tang looked in the mirror, looked at his handsome short hair, then went to find a peaked cap and took it out.
Seeing Jiang Tang going out again, Jiang Zi felt suspicious.
"It's the weekend, if you're not at home reading and writing, where will you go?"
"Mom, my classmate asked me to study. Look at my schoolbag."
Jiang Tang shook the small schoolbag behind him.
Jiang Zi frowned, but still didn't say anything more.
My daughter has learned well, and as a mother, she shouldn't distrust her.
"Are you coming back for lunch?"
"I'm not coming back. The downtown library is too far."
Jiang Zi took out a hundred yuan from his pocket.
"Buy something for yourself at noon. Come back early in the evening and I'll make dumplings."
"I like celery and pork."
"No, it's leek and eggs, whether you like it or not."
"Eat, eat, eat, I'll eat whatever you do."
——Downtown Library, as soon as Jiang Tang got off the bus, he saw Qin Chao, wearing a white shirt, quietly leaning against a pillar at the entrance of the library.
The young man was thin and holding a thick book in his hand.
Seeing Jiang Tang, Qin Chao waved to her.
"I've already reserved a seat, let's go."
Jiang Tang followed Qin Chao into the study room of the library and found a seat to sit down.
Qin Chao opened six white papers.
"Let's do the paper first. When you're done, I'll tell you the wrong questions."
After saying that, Qin Chao took out a pen and started writing the math paper.
The study room was extremely quiet, with only the occasional sound of pages turning.
The boy's ballpoint pen was quickly calculating on the scratch paper, and he looked so immersed in it that Jiang Tang was too embarrassed to interrupt.
Then she opened the only Chinese paper that she could still understand.
The first question is multiple choice.
Keep improving...
Work hard to seek treatment...
……
Chinese culture is vast and profound. As a rookie whose Chinese literacy is below the level, Jiang Tang really can’t tell the difference between this series of idioms.
When Qin Chao was studying, he would subconsciously block out all the noise around him.
When he finished a math paper and was about to see if Jiang Tang encountered any difficulties...
In his ears, the sound of the girl's even breathing came.
A quiet environment, a gentle breeze, and the hypnotic sound of calculations.
Jiang Tang slept peacefully.
There was a Chinese paper under his arm, and the ballpoint pen made circles on the paper.
It can be imagined that Jiang Tang was working hard to fight against the trapped demon.
Qin Chao curled his lips and did not wake up Jiang Tang.
Instead, he put down his pen, carefully turned sideways, and carefully looked at the girl's sleeping face.
Jiang Tang's skin is very white, his small nose is straight and delicate, like a Barbie doll's nose, and his long eyelashes cast a shadow under his eyelids.
(End of chapter)