People in class A1 don't even know that Jiang Qiuqiu is still going through the back door...
Doesn't she have a bit of stamina when she doesn't engage in medium armor? Why don't I look at this group of people who can kill the Quartet with light armor
You know Yiye Blindsight
People in the same class as Qiuqiu could see her hard work, so they kept talking and cheering for Jiang Qiuqiu in the circle.
Jiang Qiuqiu didn't care about the ups and downs outside.
Two-line learning itself is very tiring and complicated, and doing these things... who has that kind of leisure.
She is determined to learn what she wants to learn.
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It was another morning when there was a theoretical class, Jiang Qiuqiu packed up and went to the professor's apartment.
The weather is getting hotter, and Jiang Qiuqiu has changed from wearing long sleeves to short sleeves. She has been working hard, and she has been learning to heal mental power for more than two months.
The day before yesterday, she officially spent nearly 8 hours pressing half of her mental strength into the form of silk threads in front of Dean Zhu, and simultaneously demonstrated her recent learning results.
I wish the dean great joy.
Said bluntly: "Qiuqiu, your strength lies not only in your talent, but also in your aura."
"When I was your age, I couldn't compare with you."
"You have become a qualified spiritual healer." It's just that the level is relatively low.
After successfully formally getting started, Dean Zhu started the next stage of training for Jiang Qiuqiu, physical training.
It is not enough to just do these simple things. To truly become a top healer, you must master your own way.
In other words, Jiang Qiuqiu has to cook for the next class.
Originally, Dean Zhu meant to go to his place, but Jiang Qiuqiu thought about it and said that he wanted to stay in the small house that Mrs. Ayer left for him.
It can be anywhere, I wish the dean not to worry about this, so the two people's class place changed from the office of the Department of Spiritual Healing to the professor's apartment.
There is a lot of food here.
Practice this with minimal restrictions, just cook as you normally would.
But you have to pay attention, you can't be empty-headed, you must keep happy at all times, and you must control your mental power to transform it into healing spiritual power.
To control your own frequency, increase output and reduce spillage—
At present, Jiang Qiuqiu has done a good job except for the first point of keeping happy, and can't do anything else.
"It's too loose!"
"Look at this room, feel it, your spiritual power is everywhere."
"Don't you feel distressed?" Dean Zhu shook his head, "This is useless spiritual power, wasted."
"Don't slow down, you will get distracted, and distracted will affect the effect."
Dean Zhu's voice almost became the background music for Jiang Qiuqiu's cooking.
Finally the meal is ready.
It's tasting time again.
Dean Zhu does not comment on the taste of the dishes.
after all-
The dish was just served, the plate was (———) so big, and then it quickly became (-) like this.
I wish the Dean can use the chopsticks quickly and eat quickly. He was originally a slacker who lived by drinking nutrient solution every day. Now...
Swallowing a mouthful of sauced beef, the fragrance remained on the teeth and cheeks: "This is not good, the healing power is too loose, we have tested your healing power... It is very full, this beef is not that strong, you can't use 50% of it .”
The chopsticks were thrown at the fried pork cutlet on the other side, and it was so crispy and fragrant that it made people finish half a bowl of rice. Dean Zhu took a deep breath, "This doesn't work either."
"Did you get distracted while doing this? Why doesn't it feel better than the last one?" He said while frantically lowering his chopsticks.