Rebirth In The Last Days

I thought very well, but the answer was--

"Okay, okay, I accept!"

Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.

Water is the fountain of life, and a tree that loses its water will be very painful. What's more, the water at the beginning is even bigger than the fountain of life. If you don't drink it for a day, you will feel uncomfortable.

It's okay now, it actually promised not to drink today and tomorrow.

I can't live this day, I really can't live it.

When Xia Chu heard the heaviness in its voice, he would be wrong.

"Are you dissatisfied?" She stared fiercely and asked, "You said, are you unconvinced with my punishment?"

"...I don't, I am not, don't talk nonsense!"

Under the glare of Yingchun at the beginning of summer, she panicked, shaking the branches repeatedly and denying it repeatedly.

"I..." the little tree man in his heart burst into tears, and Yingchun was also extraordinarily strong and pretended to say in a very light voice, "I think you are too good and kind, and I am moved that I don't want it.

In addition, I also deeply reflected on the mistakes I made, and felt very embarrassed, and felt that I was particularly not wanting face and was very disrespectful. "

Damn, in order to make the first flattery, it bury itself into this virtue, it is really a strong tree.

It's decided, it will be renamed Shujianqiang in the future.

"I promise you again that I will never bluff around in the name of your grandfather again."

Then, it asked Xia Chu cautiously, "Do you think my review is still profound?"

In anticipation of the Spring Festival, Xia Chu nodded slowly.

"Very profound, sure enough, more reading is still good, you see your literary talent is so good now, keep it going."

"Okay, I will definitely read more, read good books, don't worry!" Yingchun said.

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People who eat melons——

Mr. Zhou, "Yingchun is studying?"

Old Sun, "I really read, I know a lot of characters, and I can write."

Tang Yanlin, "...it is still learning mathematics, but unfortunately, it has no talent for mathematics at all."

Xiao Muyan Liangliang answered, "It's actually not talented for reading. It's okay to write fewer strokes. You can still remember if you write a few more times. If you have more than one gesture, you basically read it in the previous second, and the next second. Ask it what to say that word, and it immediately forgot."

"That... that's better than us, we haven't touched a book in many years." Sinan touched his beard and looked ashamed.

Zhang Guodong looked up at the sky, "It seems that I haven't touched a book again after I was eighteen years old. If I count it seriously, it would be twenty years old."

"What's so good about reading? I would rather sleep when I have time to read." Chen Xin was unwilling to express his opinion in loneliness.

Old Sun shook his head in disapproval when he heard the sound, "Live to learn and learn. You still need to read more books, you must know that young people read like a moon in a gap;

Middle-aged study is like looking at the moon in the courtyard;

Reading in old age is like playing on stage.

The depth of experience is regarded as the shallow and deep ears.

You should have heard this, right? "

"I've heard it before, right?" I wanted to say that I don't have time, and I was worried that when the old man said that the time is like water in a sponge, I can squeeze it out. Sinan then turned around and curiously said, "You ···Don’t you still keep reading at such a young age?”

Before Sun Lao spoke, Tang Yanlin laughed and said, "My teacher has never given up reading and reading, professional and non-professional old people read it, and watch it in his spare time, and also watch it when he is busy..."

The corner of his eye swept over the movement of the opposite person Kazuki, Jin Yuchen's eyes widened in surprise, "Fuck! Don't discuss the issue of reading! Look at Yingchun and early summer, this person Kazuki is a real bunker. ."

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