"You, you!"

Yu Juan's face was shocked. She didn't care about her reserve as a teacher. She was so angry that she trembled all over. There was an urge in her eyes that she wanted to tear him up on the spot.

The eyes around her shone on her face like a needle, leaving her no longer the courage to stay for a moment. Her high heels stomped on her feet and turned toward the front door of the library.

Zhai Jun's face was gloomy and gloomy. He looked even more gloomy and ugly at this time.

He took a deep breath, glared at Wen Qianyi, but threw down a sentence: "Wen Qianyi is right, I remember you."

It’s not good to fight. Swear, it can also damage your image.

As an elder, he still couldn't stand his face and scold a young man of seventeen or eighteen in person. At the same time, under the gaze of the onlookers, he was even more angry and unable to vent.

Seeing Yu Juan getting farther and farther away in her vision, Zhai Jun chose to follow her quickly.

Wen Qianyi looked at the background of the two men leaving resentfully, not knowing what he had done wrong.

It was not until two hours later that it was getting darker and the library was about to close. He sat quietly in the seat in the library area C, and his brain finally gradually returned to normal.

Wen Qian also remembered the series of encounters just now very clearly. It was a bit like watching a movie starring him, with a sense of distance, and at the same time he knew very well that this was what happened to him.

"This time I offended that old woman badly."

Wen Qianyi shook his head, without Qi Ran and fear, nor was he worried or worried, but rather a kind of indifference.

If it was the former self, yesterday self, or even this morning self, I would probably still be in a state of fear. No matter how naughty a student is, even if he is unwilling to admit it, he will actually be a little afraid of the moral education director.

Not to mention that in front of so many people, Yu Juan was disgraced in an extremely exaggerated way.

A small episode.

For some reason, Wen Qian also had the illusion that this was just a small episode.

What can the worst result be?

It's just-

"The poor performance of the carbon-based monkey."

SOM17 appeared again, controlling Wen Qianyi's mouth and said this.

Yes.

Since this guy who calls himself SOM17 has appeared in his body, he has experienced a bizarre encounter that he had never thought about before... He lived a few thousand times in the explosion? Use a mirror and concrete to try his iron-head skills? Or have he mastered the unique skills of typing on his mobile phone with facial muscles and bones?

In essence, any of these things to discuss has nothing to do with the lives of ordinary people.

The common word is gradually drifting away from him.

His name comes from the saying "A gentleman is as gentle as jade", and is taken from "The Book and Sword of Revenge". The engravings sent by Qianlong to the Chen family Lopez jade, revealing the realm that he particularly admires in his life.

Now, Wen Qian also felt that he had felt this state, so calm that he could not be calmer, so calm that he could not be calmer, and he could maintain the best mentality no matter what he encountered.

If I had a bad mentality, I would have been tortured by this guy on me long ago.

SOM17 seemed to have found the right way to train Wen Qianyi, changed her previous attitude, and sarcastically said: "Silly guy, resistance is not a little good for you. Your value is not even as valuable as a ball of carbohydrates!"

Wen Qian could still treat Juan's possible revenge, but he did not dare to neglect the slightest in front of SOM17.

He doesn't want to try any other way of practicing iron-headed martial arts, and he never wants to!

"Sir SOM17, what do you want me to do?" Wen Qianyi forced out a flattering smile and said to the air. His appearance was a bit weird, but in fact he said to his own ears. This is the only way he has discovered to communicate with SOM17.

He thought about it for a long time and couldn't figure out what this alien with great powers wanted to do in his body?

Invade the earth? Or plan a doomsday?

Wen Qian also has a little bit of awareness of being a human being. As long as he and his relatives and friends can live a good life, no matter what the alien requires, he must do his best to avoid those inhumane punishment methods.

Whether it was a rebirth of an explosion or a hit to a wall, he never wanted to experience it again.

The answer given by SOM17, or the order, shocked Wen Qian.

"Study, exercise, make money." SOM17 said coldly.

"First, only knowledge can enrich your poor brain, let you understand how fragile and incompetent carbon-based life is, and at the same time it can make you realize the greatness of science. Second, you also need to have enough self-protection ability. In the face of some low-level dangers, you must be able to handle it yourself. Third..."

SOM17 paused. Although it was borrowing Wen Qianyi's mouth, it sounded like a natural talk, Wen Qianyi still heard the rare seriousness and serious attitude expressed by SOM17.

"You need a lot of money. The material distribution of human society is based on the circulation of wealth, and any great plan cannot be separated from money. You, a stupid guy, can do nothing, so you need the help of wealth."

Wen Qianyi was stunned for a moment, and a sudden ecstasy emerged in his heart. He asked: "Sir, what should we do? Now we will occupy the White House, or invade the Federal Reserve's bank network?"

The evil aliens really do everything, isn't it written in the scripts edited by Hollywood?

Bang!

SOM17 controlled Wen Qianyi's palm and slapped him hard, slapping him back from fantasy to reality.

"Silly monkey!"

SOM17 sneered: "I read your memory. There is a saying in ancient classics that there is no money. The criminal investigation system has been paying attention to guys with unknown sources of huge amounts of property. When you receive large amounts of lottery, you need to repeatedly conceal your identity and use your simple brain to think about the price of exposure. Monkeys are monkeys. No matter when, they are fighting for some irrelevant bananas, and they are still playing the trick of infighting on the planet for thousands of years."

Wen Qian also covered his face, but he felt a little aggrieved. He was thinking about SOM17's rule over the earth!

If aliens don’t do these big things, what should they do?

SOM17 controlled Wen Qianyi's body, walked around in front of the bookshelf, and randomly selected a few books it thought would be helpful.

"Now, go home and understand these books. After 69 hours and 45 minutes, I will check your learning results myself."

Wen Qianyi held a thick stack of books in both hands. For some reason, he always felt the gazes projecting from all over the world, which made him feel a hint of embarrassment and embarrassment. This uncomfortable experience continued to the front of the cashier.

At this time, there were not many people buying books, let alone so many books.

The cashier Wang Jiahui is a beauty with a single ponytail. She is not very good-looking, but she is very elegant. She scans the barcodes of books in order.

The first book, C language programming.

Wang Jiahui looked at Wen Qianyi and thought that this young man was interested in computers. Most of the people of this age are still interested in games, and few people would have to work hard to study computers and other things.

This made her feel a little fond of Wen Qianyi.

In fact, Wen Qianyi's handsome and standard appearance made her very pleased. This is a real world that looks at her face.

The second book, data structure.

The third book, database principle.

The fourth book, pointers and traps of C.

The fifth book, analysis of design pattern.

The sixth book, computer English.

...

Wang Jiahui rarely reveals her true emotions. At this moment, she finds it difficult to maintain a expressionless look, but is becoming more and more surprised. She knows that some computers are not selected at will, but that these books are not selected at will, but are gradually progressing, becoming more and more in-depth and difficult.

In other words, the intention of this pretty boy in front of him to buy these books is very likely to be for learning, rather than pretending to behave in front of others.

She looked at Wen Qianyi and smiled slightly, revealing a pair of dimples, and said, "The book was chosen well."

What surprised Wang Jiahui was that this guy did not smile back, but instead focused his attention on the book he was holding in his hand... The Oxford English-Chinese Dictionary, this reference book is at least a few hundred pages thick.

He turned the page very quickly, from top to bottom, from left to right, closed his eyes and thought for a while, then turned to the next page. It took not even 10 seconds for a whole page.

Wang Jiahui was a little disappointed and thought she was a studious boy, but she turned out to be a pretender.

She thought Wen Qian was also deliberately playing for her to show her to attract her attention. She saw many people with bad intentions like this, and after a change of mind, she had a sarcastic idea.

Wang Jiahui stared at Wen Qianyi's eyes and said softly: "Achievement Is Founded On Diligence. The business is skilled in diligence and playfulness, and books are not used to read like this-"

"Achievement, noun, achievement, achievement. Yingying explained The Action Of Accomplishing Something, page 42, line 18. Diligence, noun, diligence, page 91, line 26..." Wen Qianyi said subconsciously without raising his head.

He raised his head, looked at Wang Jiahui's surprised and stiff expression, and asked with some confusion, "Please settle the account, how much does these books cost in total?"

"Ah! Let's take a look...372 yuan, 353 yuan after 95% off..." Wang Jiahui recovered from her stunned mood and replied hurriedly. In amazement, she was a little stuttering when she spoke.

She never expected that a guy who seemed to be a poor student in her eyes could clearly say the meaning of the word and the explanation of Yingying. This was no big deal. Anyone who had passed the CET-6 English could do it, but the page number he mentioned made Wang Jiahui have an incredible guess, which was the main reason that shocked her.

After Wen Qianyi paid and left with a bag.

Wang Jiahui woke up from her dream and hurried to the goods area to find an Oxford English-Chinese dictionary. She turned to page 42, and her fingers slid down the line, and her eyes followed her fingers to line 18.

She was stunned for a long time, turned to page 91 and line 26 again, and then read the word on line 26 in an unbelievable tone.

“Diligence.”
Chapter completed!