Chapter 93

"Am I wrong when I say you look good?" Jiang Pengji raised her eyebrows in a natural tone. "It's a matter of pride to look good and praise. It shows that your appearance level is much higher than that of ordinary people."

Xu Ke couldn't swallow and spit out at one breath. His white face was stunned and choked out pig liver purple.

Where was her compliment just now? It was obviously flirting, okay?

"When I'm free, I'll take you to Langlang lane to broaden your horizons, lest you say I deliberately tease you."

She is always wronged.

Xu Ke: "

Jiang Pengji said again, "but according to your appearance, when you go to Langlang lane, I don't know whether you play with them or they play with you."

Xu Ke: "

Can you stop talking about Langlang lane? There must be a psychological shadow!

[aunt dining in the canteen]: it must be those flirtatious bitches who play with Xu Ke teenagers. What a loss

Although the audience style in the live broadcast room is somewhat wonderful, their aesthetics is still normal. They think that if Xu Ke teenagers go to Langlang lane to play, they will definitely suffer. Thinking of the innocent young Xu Ke who entered a group of flirtatious bitches and was tossed and turned by them, he was in tears. Pitiful, for a long time, wolves howled everywhere in the live broadcast room.

[Xiyan]: anchor, is this the rhythm of deciding to go around the brothel? When you want to broadcast live, you must notify——

Jiang Pengji promised, but she never thought that she would come to Langlang Lane under such circumstances.

"It's just a little twisted to the ankle. Apply some medicine and keep it for two days."

She is not a doctor. However, she has been injured in two or three days. Internal injuries continue. Over time, she has become a doctor for a long time. Not to mention that there are some compulsory first aid courses in the military academy curriculum. Jiang Pengji has learned a little, and there is no problem in dealing with such minor injuries.

"Lang Jun still knows medicine?"

Xu Ke's mood calmed down a lot, and his heart refreshed Jiang Pengji's impression again.

What is tall, what is great, what is wise, is all his previous blind and wrong!

I hate that I was blind at the beginning. How can I feel that the husband in front of me has the appearance of a wise lord?

Jiang Pengji lied without blinking. "My mother has been in bed all year round. How can I be at ease for the son of man? In her spare time, I have seen some medical skills and learned some superficial techniques and superficial knowledge. I don't know medicine. Speaking of this, I think of a serious matter."

Xu Ke is a very serious teenager. As soon as he mentions business, his attention is not transferred freely.

"What's up?"

"I looked at the training today. These people will suffer. They don't cut corners or play tricks in the training. They just work too hard. If they don't relax well, they will be tired. I'm afraid they won't be able to get up tomorrow, let alone training."

Jiang Pengji couldn't help thinking of her first time at a low Military Academy in her last life. She was tired but very full.

After training, she has a special muscle soothing nutrient solution, which can relax the fatigue of training and ensure the training state.

However, the medical technology in this era is so backward that she can't count on nutrient solution. She has no use for it, so she can only use other methods to replace it. It must be more in line with this era and can't be too scary.

Xu Ke recalled those people's training. After a day's tossing, he was really tired to fall apart. When he opened a big pot of rice, one by one was like a hungry wolf rushing for food. He robbed food faster than anyone else. He was afraid that he was too slow to eat enough. The physical energy consumed by training was really terrible.

"Do you have a way to deal with it?"

Jiang Pengji said, "of course there are. I'll go back and draw a picture for you. You can do it according to the above."

The way she said is the most basic massage. Almost every student who has gone to military school will use those superficial techniques.

The lower military academy is very common. Most of the students studying here are ordinary people. Not everyone can use nutrient solution to relieve the pressure of training. If Jiang Pengji was not born with strong numerical value and high potential, she would not be lucky if she was selected as the key training object.

Of course, if you want to maximize the benefits, you'd better use mental strength to condense your fingertips to stimulate muscle activity.

However, spiritual power is somewhat mysterious. If it is said, it may be mistakenly regarded as bewitching people.

Jiang Pengji took some time to draw some simple pictures with text explanations to ensure that Xu Ke could understand.

Xu Ke took the picture and looked up and down. His face eased slightly and said, "Lang Jun has a heart."

Well, from this point of view, Lang Jun is quite reliable.

When Jiang Pengji painted, some viewers also had an extra heart and eye, and wrote it down with the function of mobile phone or computer video screenshot.

I'm going to take a bath in the evening and have a try to see how it works.

Because of Jiang Pengji's arrangement, Xu Ke lived in the farm at the beginning of the training. He didn't have to go back to Liu's house at night. If he needed any books to borrow, he could go back and borrow them. On the whole, except for the occasional unreliability of Lang Jun, the treatment of Liu Fu is still very good.

Trying to use his strength, he found that there was no pain in his sprained foot. Xu Ke got up and sent her back to the house.

Before leaving, Jiang Pengji suddenly stopped and looked at Xu Ke. She saw that Xu Ke's young back was in a cold sweat.

"Lang Jun?"

"Remember one thing, you are my schoolboy now."

Jiang Pengji said inexplicably, "even today. From tomorrow, remember this sentence."

Xu Ke first looked suspicious in his eyes, and then suddenly understood that his face was slightly pale.

"Don't be so afraid. Just tell him what you have. He won't fail to understand."

Jiang Pengji hooked her lips, patted the sandalwood fan in her hand and closed it with a brush.

That night, Xu Ke smiled bitterly at the pen and ink on the long case.

After thinking for a while, I picked up my pen and fell on the paved bamboo paper.

As a schoolboy of the second husband of the Liu family, in addition to the silver money he can receive every month, he also has a fixed amount of pen and ink and some bamboo paper.

"When immortals fight, mortals suffer. Between the father and son, there are no people inside and outside, but Lang Jun is right..."

Instead of suffering at both ends, it's better to stand firmly on one side.

After Xu Ke finished writing, he put the bamboo paper on the candle and gently baked it. When the ink was dry, he rolled it into a roll. He went to the corridor and waved to the sky. Not long ago, a snow-white pigeon fluttered its wings and fell to his arm, with a small bamboo tube tied to its claws.

Carrier pigeons spread letters from zhongzhao state in the hinterland of the Central Plains to Dongqing.

After several years of development, here in Dongqing, as long as the family has a rich family, they will feed and train a few to convey messages.

Goo Goo——

Liu she heard the sound of white pigeons, got up, picked up the carrier pigeon squatting under the corridor, took out the bamboo paper in the beacon and read it at a glance.

For a long time, he lost his smile.

"This girl -"