Chapter 9 Lan Ximeng studies hard
"What's wrong?" Chen Chuntao looked at her daughter who was happily browsing her computer one moment and lifeless the next.
Lan Ximeng said weakly: "I received the admission notice from the middle school."
"Ahhh, I don't want to go to school. I finally graduated from graduate school. I, woooo!"
Lan Ximeng: (｀Д′彡☆))Д′)
The other three people: ()
"Well, it's already five o'clock. I'll go to the kitchen to see how to cook." Chen Chuntao coughed softly to prevent herself from laughing out loud, and walked quickly into the kitchen.
"I want to learn how to use it too. This interstellar kitchen is so advanced." Lan Guoqiang stood up immediately.
"Me too..." Lan Yuncheng also wanted to go, but when he turned around, he saw his sister looking at him pitifully.
"Well, sister, I can't help you with this." After saying that, he ran into the kitchen without looking back.
Lan Ximeng looked at the three people who were moving away from her with a face full of resentment, humph!
Then I searched on the computer how to skip school.
When you turn 20, no one cares whether you go to school or not.
Under 20 years old and don’t want to go to school? Yes, you don’t need to learn it once you enter.
A boy from Planet L used a spaceship illegally to escape from Planet L in order to avoid going to school, but was arrested and imprisoned. It has been three years now, as I am under 20 years old. After being released from prison, they still have to receive compulsory education.
Forget it, since it has come, I’ll just make the best of it.
But now she has no knowledge about the interstellar world and knows nothing about it.
Lan Ximeng was mourning for her future self while the kitchen was bustling with activity.
"Oh wow, this stove is good, with sufficient firepower!" Lan Guoqiang used the stove under Liu Liu's guidance.
"Is this a microwave?" Of all the kitchen appliances, he only knows how to use a microwave. Whatever you want to eat, just order it. It’s quick and convenient.
Lan Guoqiang tied on his apron and said, "I'm in charge of the kitchen today. We have spare ribs. I'll make a plate of sweet and sour spare ribs."
"We'll help you."
Soon, a table full of delicious food appeared before our eyes.
Lan Ximeng turned her grief and anger into appetite, picked up a piece of orange-red pork ribs and stuffed it into her mouth.
"It's delicious. I haven't had my dad's specialty in ten years."
"Hehe, if it tastes good, eat more." As he said that, Lan Guoqiang put a few vegetables into his daughter's bowl.
"What kind of dish is this? It's a bit like tongcai and tastes similar." Lan Ximeng commented after taking a bite of the dish.
"It's called water spinach. It would taste even better if it had fermented bean curd." Unfortunately, I couldn't find it in the supermarket.
The four of them finished their first meal in the new house while chatting and laughing.
After dinner, several people curled up on the sofa and watched the evening news.
This TV is made up of liquid crystal, literally liquid crystal.
When not in use, it is in liquid form in the box, and when in use, it will form a LCD screen.
Lan Ximeng leaned on Chen Chuntao's shoulder, hugged her arm and said coquettishly: "Mom, I don't want to go to school. I have already graduated from graduate school."
Chen Chuntao patted her silly daughter's head comfortingly, and said with a suppressed smile: "Be good, it's only four years. You can stop studying when you turn 20."
Lan Yuncheng fanned the flames and said, "Sister, your graduate level is just like a junior high school student here. I am a little better than you, I am a high school student. Hey."
Fortunately, he is already 22 years old and does not need to attend compulsory education.
"Mom!" Lan Ximeng cried violently.
Lan Guoqiang symbolically kicked Lan Yuncheng's calf and scolded with a smile: "Don't always make your sister angry."
Lan Yuncheng dodged with a smile, "I'm telling the truth, sister, if you don't want to count down, you should start reading now."
“Especially history.”
Lan Ximeng rolled over in agony: "Ah!"
The next day, Lan Ximeng searched the Internet for a lot of knowledge points about the three years of junior high school.
I found out that as a graduate student, I am only at a junior high school level here, and I burst into tears!
Especially history, except for the history of Blue Planet which is not included in the compulsory courses due to uncertainty, other histories are required.
The pre-interstellar history alone is enough for her to memorize.
Fortunately, I don’t have to learn other languages, otherwise it would be even worse.
In order not to become a poor student, she can only study in advance.
But there are only three months, what can you learn!
Lan Yuncheng secretly opened the door a crack, looked at his sister who was pulling his hair and acting crazy, and closed the door silently.
Seeing that Lan Yuncheng was the only one coming down, Lan Guoqiang asked, "Why are you alone? Where is Mengmeng?"
"I think it's better for me not to disturb her." Lan Yuncheng felt that if he disturbed his crazy sister, he would be in trouble.
Lan Guoqiang didn't understand why he said that, so he turned around and continued to watch the machine repairman changing the skin of Liuliu.
The three of them took their interstellar snacks and stared at the amazing skin-changing project that they were seeing for the first time.
The staff member who was stared at by the three people felt like a thorn in his back and could only concentrate and speed up the work at hand.
I saw him skillfully dismantling Liuliu's original skin and then assembling the new skin bit by bit.
After a while, the skin change was completed.
The staff member said: "The old skin is in this box. If you want to exchange it back, you can contact me within working days."
After seeing the staff off, the three of them gathered around the freshly baked Panda Liuliu.
This black and white skin matches Liuliu's round figure, and it feels like real leather when touched.
If you ignore the electronic screen on its face, it looks like a standing panda.
Now with its one-meter height, it looks like a human cub wearing a panda costume, which feels inexplicably festive.
Lan Yuncheng was half hanging on Liuliu, hugging her tightly, and rubbing his face against Liuliu's fur.
"This fur is a bit hard. Hey, it actually still has body temperature."
While Liuliu tried to stabilize her body, she also explained: "Liuliu's skin now has a constant temperature function (＾▽＾)."
After smoking Panda, Lan Yuncheng tidied up his messy hair and said to his parents: "Mom and Dad, I want to go out for a while. I'll drive away."
When you turn 20, you will automatically get a speeding car driver's license.
Lan Guoqiang raised his eyebrows: "It just so happens that your mother and I are going out, you can take us to the bus stop first."
Twenty minutes later.
In front of the institute's gate, the three of them looked at each other silently.
"Ha, what a coincidence."
"Haha, yeah."
The three of them walked into the institute in silence.
In the villa.
Following the advice of netizens, Lan Ximeng came to the official education website of Tianquanxing, which contained video tutorials and exercises for elementary, junior high and high school throughout the year.
Not only is this video free, but teachers will occasionally appear to answer questions.
She hasn't touched a book for ten years, and most of the knowledge she learned has been returned to the teacher across time and space.
Therefore, she downloaded the elementary and junior high school graduation examination papers to gain a basic understanding of her knowledge.
The result was as she expected. She met the standards in all subjects except history.
But in junior high school, the highest score in mathematics was only 50, not to mention the other subjects.
So, on the second day after arriving at her new home, Lan Ximeng was busy arranging her study plan.
I just drink nutritional supplements for lunch.
In the evening, Lan Ximeng went downstairs rubbing her neck.
When I turned around, I saw Liu Liu wearing panda skin.
"Ah, is this Liuliu? When did you change your skin?" Lan Ximeng said while kneading Liuliu's black ears.
"Liuliu changed his skin at 9:38 this morning!" Liuliu wagged his tail happily.
Lan Ximeng looked at the triangular tail swaying in front of her and stretched out her hand.
Liuliu: (ΩДΩ)! ! !
From then on, the housekeeper Liu Liu never showed his back in front of the young master Lan Ximeng again.
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