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020 Spicy

The exam was finally over, and Han Xingjin actually wanted to see how he was doing after studying for just a month.

Of course, after working hard for so long, Han Xingjin also wanted to take a break for himself, so he didn't study again at night.

When she first came through, she found that the original owner's body was too weak, and the flesh on his body was limp. He was out of breath even if he walked a little faster. After a month of training, Han Xingjin decided to go for a run to see this body.

How is your recovery now?

The best way to relieve stress is exercise. An exercise that constantly challenges the heart and lungs and a dripping sweat can drain away all the unhappiness in the body, both physical and psychological.

After running three kilometers with a body that had probably never exercised strenuously, Han Xingjin felt like he was almost drifting when he walked, but he did feel much more relaxed.

When returning to the dormitory from the playground, Han Xingjin met Jia Yuanyuan who was returning to school. The two of them didn't communicate much in the dormitory, let alone in the classroom.

The only two times were when Jia Yuanyuan unilaterally helped Han Xingjin tell Han Xingjin the origins of the cup and bag, and asked Han Xingjin to help her take the things back to the dormitory.

Han Xingjin met Jia Yuanyuan's gaze, smiled and nodded before preparing to leave.

"You look like you are eating snacks at night. If you want to participate in the talent show, you have to exercise and lose weight." Jia Yuanyuan opened his mouth and was still mean.

Han Xingjin slapped his forehead. He was so engrossed in studying that he almost forgot that he had to participate in the draft.

It's already the end of February, and I heard that the first recording will be in mid-March. Why haven't we notified you of the training and rehearsals yet?

But ordinary people and things cannot bear to be talked about.

Han Xingjin was thinking about this and was about to go back to her dormitory to check her mobile phone and email to see if the program team or her election control sister Tu Ruan had contacted her.

As a result, as soon as I returned to the dormitory, I heard my phone vibrating like crazy, with new messages popping up all the time.

Han Xingjin is not a person who relies heavily on his mobile phone, especially now that he doesn't have to deal with work immediately. Once he gets to school, Han Xingjin's mobile phone is basically in the dormitory.

At the same time, because of my previous job, I developed the habit of not liking text communication, especially using instant messaging software.

She believes that the communication efficiency of instant messaging software is actually very low. She prefers to talk face to face, and even if it is not good, she still communicates on the phone.

As for things that need to be recorded and confirmed, Han Xingjin prefers to use email.

Seeing Tu Ruan frantically sending her messages, Han Xingjin didn't even read the message and directly called her.

"Xingjin, have you seen the news?"

"I saw you sent me a message, but I haven't read what it was."

"It's like this. There are 7 people in our group who are from other places. So far, they have all been reported. You said before that you were going to attend classes, but you also had to apply for a dormitory, right?"

"Yes, the school has access control. If it is too late for training, I may not be able to return to school."

"Okay, I'll make arrangements for you. You have to go to class on weekdays. Can you train this weekend?"

"Yes, you can also do it in the evenings from Monday to Friday."

"This time it will be the weekend. Before the first recording, everyone has 48 hours of training time. One-on-one, vocal, dance, and musical instruments are all fine. You can also train for sixteen hours each, or you can train one of them for 48 hours. You can

Give me your time allocation within tomorrow, and I will help you make an appointment with a teacher."

"Okay, I'll send it to you before noon tomorrow."

"That's okay. I've made an appointment and the teacher will send you the time. Try to schedule it on weekends, but be mentally prepared. Time is tight and it may take up time next week."

Although Han Xingjin was very reluctant to take up her study time, since she chose to participate in the show, she also knew that there were so many contestants, teachers, and staff on the show, and it was impossible to make the time 100% available to her.

"sorry to bother you."

"It's okay, remember to lose weight, Jimmy told me today."

"It's under control."

"That's good. See you on the weekend. Give me a call or leave a message sometimes."

The efficiency of direct calls is higher than that of text chats. What can be said in three minutes may take at least fifteen minutes in text chats.

After Han Xingjin finished the call, Jia Yuanyuan happened to go into the bathroom. Since training was about to start, Han Xingjin was ready to re-plan his time.

For one-on-one training, she wouldn't be able to match Han Qiaowei. It's just that Han Qiaowei has been so quiet lately that Han Xingjin is a little flustered. Although she moved out, it's not Han Qiaowei's character to have nothing happen.

Han Xingjin first sent his training plan to Tu Ruan.

She knew she didn't have any special skills, but she didn't know if she had any potential. For the first training, Han Xingjin took the most conservative approach and evenly distributed time in three aspects.

After finishing his work, he took out the comic history book lent to him by his top student Wang Zhe and read it. It was a set of history books, but it was developed in the form of comics.

Although it may not be as rigorous as the textbook, it is more interesting and is very useful to Han Xingjin at present.

Han Xingjin came out after washing up, and Jia Yuanyuan put on a facial mask while watching the news. Relatively speaking, liberal arts students pay more attention to current affairs than science majors.

The anchor on the TV reported the news in a clear tone, "This morning, we received a report from citizens that a famous expert and scholar committed suicide at home. An investigation has been launched. It is initially suspected that the cause of the suicide is related to the academic misconduct of his doctoral student last month."

A student committed academic misconduct and a tutor committed suicide. This happened in the island country next door many years ago. It is really unusual in China.

Han Xingjin looked at the TV with boredom. It didn't matter. The news picture was broadcasting live pictures. Han Mo felt a vague anger through the TV screen, as if he smelled something spicy.

This feeling that he had never felt before disappeared fleetingly as the scene changed, and Han Xingjin was not sure whether he really felt it or not.

When Han Xingjin was still young, a fugitive criminal who made incense money came to the Taoist temple. The Taoist priests originally wanted to let him go, but they thought it was because he was too poor and had no other choice but to become a thief.

But when Han Xingjin saw the man, she felt that she couldn't let him go. She couldn't explain why. She felt the stench was unbearable when she saw the man, so she secretly told the old Taoist priest.

The old Taoist priest kidnapped the fugitive and called the police. Upon investigation, they found out that he was a fugitive involved in a vicious murder.

Afterwards, the old Taoist priest found Han Xingjin and did not allow her to tell anyone that she smelled the fishy smell at that time. He also told her that the first step in cultivating one's body was to cultivate one's mouth, and that she was not allowed to eat heavy food. This also caused her to particularly like miso when she grew up.

s things.

However, since then, Han Xingjin has never had a similar situation. If she didn't feel spicy for some reason, she almost forgot about that incident when she was a child.

She still remembered that the old Taoist priest told her about the seven basic tastes, but she didn't take it to heart at the time because the old Taoist priest would always tell her some weird knowledge points.


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