Tian's wife is fierce

Chapter 162 The skyrocketing price has started again! (eight more)

Chapter 162 The skyrocketing price has started again! (eight more)

Yu Jiaoruan put down two pens, looked at the student with distorted face, and asked in puzzlement, "I just have two more abilities that are better than yours. Why do you want me to die?"

The other party's provision of essence points to her will also bring the other party's emotions, especially since she has recently come into contact with many people with killing intent who add [-] points to the essence value, but she can't understand it, so she directly asked.

"What nonsense are you talking about? You are a woman. You don't care about your husband and children at home, but show your face like a man. I see that you are restless and just want to hook up. Instead of running to the academy, you might as well go directly to the brothel. I'll just hit you..."

The students with distorted faces jumped over the wall in a hurry, opened and closed their mouths, and could utter all kinds of obscene words.

"Snapped--"

Yu Jiaoruan took the pen and slammed it directly at the distorted student's face, hitting the student's face accurately, and also blurring the other's face, bringing out a large ink stain.

"How many years old cesspit has your mouth been?" Yu Jiao softly pursed her lips, then realized something, stepped back quickly, hid behind Mr. Zhang and poked out half of her head: "You talk too much! Do you know that you If these words are spread, how much harm will it do to me!"

She wanted to pretend to be scared and act, but she almost forgot.

It's also because she has dealt with thieves more often recently, so she doesn't have to pretend to be against those thieves, and she forgets them for a while.

Yu Jiaorou's chin trembled, as if he had been greatly wronged, and said: "I'm just better than you. I only have the ability to remember and learn that you don't envy or hate! What are you doing? Don't kill people. Staring at me, I was afraid."

She felt that she was a little out of place and had to make some adjustments.

Mr. Zhang stretched out his hand to protect Yu Jiaoruan behind him, and scolded in a deep voice: "Student, you need to go home and clean up."

"This is a student from my C[-] class, but it's not up to you, the Mr. C[-] class, to take care of it." The C[-] Mr. didn't care if it was his student's fault or not.

The work spirit from Shanao Village has appeared again!It started to skyrocket again!

Yu Jiaorou's heart tightened.

Now she can't wait to fly back to Shan'ao Village to see the situation, but the current matter is too much of a waste of her time!

"Sir, I not only practiced line drawing, I also practiced calligraphy, I'll show you," Yu Jiaoruan put the two portraits drawn in front of her eyes, spread out the paper, and began to write.

She read and memorized all the [-] books she bought. Some of the characters were written so well that she imitated them.

Sure enough, there was another wave of shocking spirits pouring in.

"I found that when I practice calligraphy at home, my heart is calmer and I can learn more." Yu Jiao looked at Mr. Zhang softly and said, "Can I practice at home?"

"In the college, you can hear the gentlemen's lectures, and you can learn more," Mr. Zhang felt a little bit pained at the moment!
Why?Why did Yu Jiaoruan acquire these two abilities?If this man acquires such an ability, he must be a strong man!It's a pity, it's a pity...how could it be owned by a little girl?
Mr. Zhang doesn't really want to see Yu Jiaoruan at the moment, as long as he sees Yu Jiaoruan, he will think of this, and he will feel pain, and wave his hand: "Okay."

Yu Jiaoruan got permission and slipped away like a gust of wind.

She wants to rush back to Shanao Village!
Before Yu Jiaoruan left, the dean of the college rushed over when he heard that there was an accident in the front yard, and just in time to see two portraits of characters with both physical and spiritual features on the desk that had been moved to the yard, his eyes lit up, and the whole Everyone's mind was sucked in.

The old dean was so excited that his hands were trembling, and he couldn't wait to ask: "Who drew this?!"

(End of this chapter)