What does it mean to only protect yourself?
That little girl was the same; she called them hooligans a couple of days ago, but today she kept looking this way, making Fang Rong feel embarrassed.
The door clicked open, and I quickly slipped inside.
Fang Hua was still leisurely being pulled in by him. Sure enough, you can't entrust important matters to him. Today he forgot his keys, and yesterday he forgot his underwear too. I'm speechless.
"Do you have a bad memory?" No wonder you've missed a few days of school and your IQ is almost lower than a pig's.
It seems necessary to buy him some brain-boosting supplements. They say you are the part of your body you eat, so I'll buy two pig brains in a couple of days.
However, pig brains these days contain too much water and may not be effective.
Fang Hua shook his head. Actually, he had a pretty good memory, almost never forgetting what he saw or heard. But he was always distracted.
When he was far away from Fang Rong, he couldn't help but miss him, and his mind was filled with him, so he couldn't keep up with his studies.
"I'll give you some extra lessons later so you can catch up on what you've missed." Military academy programs are divided into arts and military subjects. Most people only need to choose one, but Fang Hua is a special case. He's a latecomer to the field and has no foundation at all, so he has to take both.
The martial arts section also covers how to activate supernatural abilities, use certain techniques, and discover functions with slightly greater power.
Humanities students are in a bad situation; their weak performance in math and Chinese has seriously hindered their progress.
Fortunately, the knowledge he gained from this was similar to what he learned in university. Nowadays, people's life expectancy has increased, and college students are no longer so precious. Doctors and masters are everywhere, let alone college students. They are basically equivalent to high school students in the past, and they still have difficulty finding jobs after entering society.
Fang Hua had no prior knowledge of the subject, so he had to write down everything that was taught in class and then look it up on his computer from the basics. This is why he had to stay up all night every day.
Sometimes I feel sorry for him and want him to go to bed early, but if he doesn't study, he will have no future. He worries about Fang Hua like a parent.
He had to pay attention to everything, from clothing to housing. Fortunately, he didn't have the vanity of ordinary people and didn't like to compare himself to others. Moreover, because he was good-looking, he could be capricious, and people would often buy him this and that. At first, he refused to accept them, showing no moral integrity. But later, as more and more people gave him gifts, he got used to it and brought everything home.
Keep the brightly colored items and throw away the dull ones. Because of poor taste, I often mistake trash for gold and jade and gold and jade for trash, and end up bringing home a pile of garbage.
People often think that the bigger, prettier, and more colorful plush toys and roses are, the better and more expensive they are, but then they die before they can even be kept.
Fang Rong didn't know this before. Later, she found a valuable ring in the trash can and asked the owner, only to find out that this fool was blind to the value of a great man!
I wonder how many good things they've ruined.
Of course, he wouldn't let Fang Hua accept such a valuable item, because he always felt that Fang Hua had ulterior motives. However, Fang Hua agreed with nodding and humming on the surface, but then continued to do as he pleased.
They collected another pile of junk, which was both laughable and frustrating.
"Okay." If Fang Rong gets tutoring, learning doesn't seem too difficult.
Fang Rong took out his textbook from his schoolbag. He had chosen Chinese, so she randomly opened a page and asked Fang Hua to read it aloud to test his basic knowledge.
Many literary figures emerged in later generations, and the textbooks have changed quite a bit. This page contains realistic articles and miscellaneous notes. The author's writing is delicate, and he is good at discovering the little people around him. The characters in the article are basically minor figures.
For example, in this book, the protagonist is a boy shoveling snow.
"The snow fell heavily from the sky, covering the ground in a hazy, silvery blanket."
The snowflakes were as white as jade, sometimes scattering, sometimes gathering, drifting and floating like butterflies, sometimes landing under the eaves, sometimes on the branches, and sometimes drifting over pedestrians…
"Stop, what did you just say?"
"Hmm?" Fang Hua was puzzled. "Heavy snow..."
"I meant the last sentence," Fang Rong noticed the problem. "Read it again."
"Okay." He glanced at the textbook, following the year's words, "and occasionally it falls on pedestrians..."
"(hang) pedestrian?"
"Hmm, isn't that wrong?"
"Of course not, this is a polyphonic character, it's pronounced (xing) xingren here." How could someone be rated as an excellent student if they don't even know this?
"Oh." Fang Hua looked completely bewildered. "Heart."
"OK."
"Heart."
"Fine, read it." Fang Rong had lost her patience. "If you don't read it well, I'll spank you."
"Heart."o（⊙﹏⊙）o
"Come here and spank yourself." Fang Rong patted his thigh.
Fang Hua was obedient, so he went over and lay down on his lap, letting him hit him three times.
"What should I read?"
"Heart."
Snap!
I hit him again.
"What should I read?"
"Heart."
"Still not changing it?" Keep hitting.
Is the character '行' really that difficult to pronounce? It's not scientific to mispronounce it ten times after being taught ten times.
Wait a minute? You get it wrong every time you teach it ten times?
Something seems off?
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