True Daughter, She is the Almighty Boss

【Boom! Ying Luwei entered the hospital late at night, suspected of being pregnant! 】

The hot spots are under the hot search, and you can see them as soon as you enter Weibo.

Soon, Ying Luwei's fans, Lushui, came to hear the news.

[Wow, is my sister and our brother-in-law getting close! 】

[Ahhh, if Lu Wei is pregnant, she won't be able to see the concert! 】

[I look forward to it, I look forward to it, Lu Wei is so good-looking, and so is my brother-in-law, how good-looking she should be when she is born. 】

The marriage contract between Ying Luwei and Jiang Moyuan is not a secret, and the Lushui call Jiang Moyuan their brother-in-law affectionately.

In a flood of celebratory comments, there is always something else.

[Hehe, Jiang Moyuan is blind, and he actually wants to marry a big white lotus. Why, he still wants to give birth to a small white lotus? Want to plant flowers in a pond? 】

In a word, after scolding two people, those fans were so angry that they would yell at them.

But because of what happened that day, for fear of being slapped in the face again, the big fan spoke up in time.

[Heizi is here again, sisters, don't give him eyes, the more you give him, the more you jump, hurry up and report. 】

While fans reported black comments, they happily celebrated in super talk.

But she didn't know that Ying Luwei was going crazy at this time. She looked at herself with rashes in the mirror and didn't even dare to cry.

"What's the matter?" The agent was also startled, "What did you touch?"

Ying Luwei's voice choked: "Nothing."

She just went back to the old house.

"It's weird, even the doctor hasn't found the allergen, so he can't prescribe the right medicine." The agent frowned, "I'll call the third master and ask him..."

"No!" Ying Luwei was suddenly excited, "I can't let Mo Yuan see me like this."

"Then you..." The agent had a headache, "Okay, I will contact the doctor in the imperial capital and prepare to go to the imperial capital to avoid it."

Ying Luwei put the mask on, she wanted to die.

The agent warned again: "Don't move your face, bear it no matter how itchy you are, put on your mask in the last few days, and don't show your face."

**

the other side.

Inside the hot pot skewer shop, in a compartment.

The spicy aroma is more intense and stimulates the taste buds.

Ying Zijin supported his chin and pointed at the picture of the spicy red soup: "I want this."

Fu Yun took a deep look, then ordered a mushroom soup pot: "If you are not healthy, eat less spicy food."

"..."

He leaned back on the chair and smiled: "If you invite my brother to dinner, shouldn't my brother make the decision?"

Ying Zijin rubbed his head and reluctantly agreed: "Okay."

Then she will eat by herself next time.

Choose the dishes, serve the pot, and serve.

It didn't take long for the heat to spread out, making people feel a little warmer.

The girl was holding a glass of ice Coke, she didn't know what she was thinking, and there were a few drops of water on her drooping eyelashes.

Hazy, reminiscent of the fog floating on the distant mountains, it may disperse at any time.

The beauty that should not exist in the world, but suddenly fell, there is a kind of unreal feeling.

Fu Yun tilted his head deeply: "Yaoyao."

Ying Zijin returned to God: "Huh?"

"I remember that in three days, Qingzhi will start school." The man's expression was sloppy, "Do I need to send you there?"

Hearing this, Ying Zijin, who was thinking about whether to raise flowers or pigs first: "..."

Her retirement life seems to have died before it even started.

It's not that she hasn't been to school, and she likes to learn new things.

When she was in Continent O before, she had learned alchemy with that madman at Norton University.

The alchemy of Continent O is also the refining medicine of the ancient Chinese medical world.

On the other hand, in order to facilitate walking on the earth, within three hundred years, she studied mathematics, physics, biology, astronomy, etc. here.

I also participated in the seminars held by some top scholars at that time and learned a lot from them.

But let her go to school now?

Ying Zijin found out the subjects that Qingzhi Middle School was going to study from her memory and thought about it.

Except for Chinese composition, she has no experience with it, and it seems that other things are not difficult.

Fortunately, she can continue to retire and experience campus life in the 21st century by the way.

"It's fine, I'll just go over by myself." Ying Zijin shook his head slightly, "It's not far."

Qingzhi Middle School is located in the Second Ring Road with developed traffic.

"Then if you need my help, feel free to tell me." Fu Yun nodded deeply, "By the way, Yaoyao, your medicine..."

Before he finished speaking, there was another medicine bottle in front of him, white.

"Upgraded version." Ying Zijin yawned, "Not enough and more."

Fu Yunshen obviously did not expect her to do this, he paused, his lips curved slightly: "Yaoyao is so generous?"

Ying Zijin said lightly, "Not everyone has it."

There are only a few people who are really kind to her.

Fu Yun's eyelashes moved, and he smiled softly: "Thank you Yaoyao."

He knew that these medicines were far from simple.

At least in the ancient medical field of China, there are only a dozen people who can refine it.

One grain is priceless.

But she gave it without saying anything, and it was still a bottle.

Fu Yunshen didn't ask or check.

Everyone has their own secrets, and he is no exception.

**

three days later.

Qingzhi Middle School.

In addition to returning to school early in the sixth year of high school, the first and second year of high school both start today.

Morning self-study started at 7:15, but at 6:40, the second-year high school elite class was full.

After graduating from the third year of high school this year, they are quasi high school seniors, and they cannot be slack in the slightest.

But one spot remains vacant.

That position is in the most inconspicuous corner of the classroom, leaning against the trash can, the desks and chairs are full of dust, and there are many messy footprints.

When the birthday was on duty, he also ignored it intentionally or unintentionally.

Several boys looked over there and whispered.

"You said, she wouldn't dare to come, would she?"

"I think it's possible. Anyway, she came for nothing, with a perfect score of 750, and she took the test with 387, which will give our class the average score."

"That is, if I were her, I would be embarrassed to stay in the elite class any longer."

In the elite class, what kind of students are most despised?

You don't give anything, but you get something that others don't get.

Occupy the best resources, not motivated.

There were only fifty people in the elite class, and Ying Zijin had one spot, which meant that the fifty-year-old couldn't get in.

Ying Feifei sat in front of these boys.

Hearing these words, she poked the front table and lowered her voice: "Zhi Wan, what do you think your aunt thinks? Why did you send an adopted daughter to the elite class?"

Zhong Zhiwan was reading a physics book, and smiled lightly when he heard the words: "I don't know what my aunt thinks, but it is thanks to Teacher Ying that she was able to enter the elite class."

Ying Luwei is a specially appointed music teacher at Qingzhi Middle School, and occasionally teaches students.

"Mr. Ying is too kind to her, isn't she?" Ying Feifei was unhappy, "In this way, even if she fails the exam, she will not be expelled from the elite class."

No one wanted Ying Zijin to leave, it was really dragging them back.

Zhong Zhiwan closed the book and said lightly, "Isn't it easy to expel her from the elite class?"

Yaoyao is not a scholar, but a scholar, and she is about to start the massacre mode

You may not believe it. Newton studied alchemy. The earliest alchemy was similar to turning a stone into gold, and later it evolved into a panacea.