Song Fei looked at Song Ci in surprise, and after a long while, she murmured, "So you're also smart."
Song Ci heard Song Fei's ridicule, she rolled her eyes, and said, "I'm also very smart, okay?" It's just that Song Fei's IQ is too high, and she has an extraordinary talent in numbers. , Song Ci seemed too mediocre.
But Song Ci, she has never been a fool. "The next thing we need to figure out is how many medicine men the Mo family still has. The fewer the medicine men, the better for Han Zhan and I's plan."
Song Fei couldn't help asking, "What does Han Zhan want to do?"
Song Ci looked at the school that was getting closer and closer, and smiled without any warmth. She said, "Destroy the Mo family!"
From the moment Song Ci entered Mo's house and saw the bow and arrow, a strong anger arose in her heart. She felt the anger and resentment of the bow and arrow owner before he died. She felt betrayed and wanted revenge.
Song Ci vaguely guessed that the owner of the bow and arrow might also be a medicine man. And there is telepathy between the medicine man and the medicine man.
It was her and Han Zhan's common wish to destroy the Mo family.
They just don't know where their grandma is hidden.
The cable car stopped, Song Ci and Song Fei walked into the school side by side, found their seats and sat down. Song Fei sat in the student seat, and Song Ci sat with other assistants.
The teacher was an old gentleman from Mo's family. The old gentleman's lectures were nothing new, just like memorizing. Song Fei was drowsy, while Song Ci listened to the class seriously. After class, Song Ci and Song Fei discussed what the old gentleman said in class, and Song Ci found that Song Fei didn't know anything.
Seeing this, Song Ci finally showed a suspicious expression towards Song Fei. "I said Song Fei, can you do it?"
Song Fei pursed her lips, looked at the buildings in the valley below the mountain, and finally decided to confess to Song Ci. She said: "Song Ci, in fact, I am not proficient in traditional Chinese medicine, I only remember the acupuncture point map of the human body, and I only know acupuncture and moxibustion."
Song Ci was taken aback, "What about the names and effects of Chinese herbal medicines? You don't know how to prescribe the right medicine?"
Song Fei didn't speak, but her flushed face already said everything. The cold and arrogant Song Fei seldom blush. Song Ci stared at Song Fei's red face and took a breath, "Song Fei, you."
"You fucking want to kill me!"
Song Ci was already gnashing her teeth, wishing she could bite Song Fei.
Song Ci sat down on the slate floor, looking at the rising sun over the mountain, her heart was cool. "We're here to compete, to save our grandma. If we get eliminated in the first round, we won't even know which mountain our grandma is imprisoned in."
Song Fei also felt sorry, but she was also helpless. "Song Ci, I do have a strong memory for numbers, but I really can't remember the words of Chinese medicine."
Genius also has shortcomings.
Song Ci: "It's easy to remember. Each medicinal material has a different name. Even if some medicinal materials look at a glance, their roots are different, and their breaths are also different."
Song Fei frowned and said, "I can't tell them apart, nor can I tell their smell."
Song Ci stopped talking, her face was wrinkled, and her heart was so bitter.
"I'll say." Song Fei suddenly grabbed Song Ci's hand and squeezed it hard. Song Ci looked at her in bewilderment, and couldn't help asking, "What are you doing?"
Song Fei said, "Song Ci, let's change our identities."
Song Ci: "?"
She figured out what Song Fei meant, and quickly waved her hand to refuse, "That's no good, I have bigger breasts than you, and I'm taller than you, so I'm going to wear clothes."
Song Fei said: "We didn't fill in the height in our information, besides, if you have big breasts, you just need to wrap them tightly."
Song Ci asked: "What about you? Stuffed buns?"
Song Fei's eyebrows twitched wildly, and she really wanted to rub Song Ci on the ground. She took a deep breath before saying reluctantly, "I'll stuff some fabric."
Song Fei continued to persuade Song Ci: "You have followed your father to read Chinese medicine books since you were a child. Didn't you like playing the game of asking and guessing the ingredients with your father when you were young? Maybe you can go to the assessment and we can stay."
What else can Song Ci do? I can only agree!
When returning to the dormitory to rest at noon, Song Ci and Song Fei changed clothes. The deliberately restrained chest made Song Ci unable to win. Song Fei also felt weird, so she kept adjusting her chest shape.
Song Ci couldn't stand it anymore, so she said to Song Fei: "Forget it, don't pick it up, people can't see it if you wear such thick clothes."
Seeing Song Ci's uncomfortable look, Song Fei felt a little guilty, "I'm sorry, Song Ci."
Song Ci was relieved, "What did you say sorry for? You are human, not superhuman. You are already excellent. It was useless to blame you before, I should say sorry."
No one is born with all-round talents, even Song Fei, there are times when she can't do what she can. It's Song Ci who always thinks about Song Fei very much, and it's because she doesn't respect Song Fei enough enough.
Song Ci hugged Song Fei, "Song Fei, you have to be with me and protect me all the time. If I get emotional, you have to cover me up."
The members of the Mo family all had a pair of dog noses. Even though Song Ci had removed the sweat glands under his arms, when he was emotionally excited, the countless small sweat glands all over his body would still secrete the scent of medicine. If they are discovered by the dogs of the Mo family, then they will never return.
Song Fei nodded seriously, "I will."
After a nap, they went to class again in the afternoon. After the last class was over, the teacher stopped everyone and told them: "Thanks to everyone who thinks highly of our Mo family, and traveled thousands of miles to go to school, our family head specially hosted a banquet, and will personally entertain all colleagues tonight."
"Everyone please follow me."
That Mr. took everyone, took the cable car, and came to the valley.
At this time, the sun had set and lights were lit in the valley. Song Ci and the others were crossing a small wooden bridge to go to the banquet. Standing on the small bridge, Song Ci looked up at the high mountains that surrounded them, feeling suffocated.
The banquet was set up in the Yingbin Building in the middle of the valley, and the dishes were all authentic Sichuan dishes, which were spicy, heavy and oily, and smelled delicious.
Both Song Ci and Song Fei can eat spicy food, and they also love spicy food. Seeing those dishes whets their appetites. But the couple who came to Mo's house with Song Ci and the others yesterday were from Cantonese. When they saw the table full of Sichuan dishes, the couple's expression changed immediately.
The two chatted in Cantonese, and Song Ci probably understood what they were talking about, shaking his shoulders with a smile.
Song Fei asked her: "What are you laughing at?"
Song Ci leaned close to Song Fei's shoulder and said to her, "Just now the uncle behind us told his wife that if he eats these dishes, the chrysanthemum will be swollen tonight."
Song Fei: "."
But the Mo family is also considerate. Knowing that some of the guests can't eat spicy food, they also prepared a few light dishes. Seeing that light dishes were served later, the couple was relieved.
Sisters, I misremembered, it was the early morning update on the 23rd! ! ! I'm stupid, please hit me lightly.
(end of this chapter)