Reborn, then become a male god

Chapter 24 Please be sure to report criticism?

Hearing Qiao Qianhui's words, Jiang Mu's heart was also touched a little, and there was a trace of memory in his eyes.

In fact, he had heard these words once before.It's just that the object at that time was not He Shun, but he was talking to him.

Sometimes, it's such a coincidence.

The same scene happened to different people; different people made the same mistakes.

……

After the evening self-study get out of class, He Shun followed Jiang Mu, and fell into a rare silence, without chattering endlessly.

"Brother Mu, do you think it's too late for me to work hard now?"

"I think only you can answer this question."

It's like saying nothing, and it's like saying everything.

He Shun thought for a while, then nodded: "I understand."

Afterwards, both of them fell silent.

At the fork in the road, when they were about to part, He Shun suddenly turned around: "Brother Mu, wait for me to pass the exam, and treat you to dinner!"

"Okay." Jiang Mu nodded heavily.

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Back home, the night was already very dark, Liang Yushu was sitting on the sofa in the living room, the fluorescent spots of the TV were reflected on her face, and she was about to fall asleep with her head propped on her arms.

As soon as she heard the sound of the door opening, Liang Yushu on the sofa woke up in an instant, and looked at the door: "I'm back, are you hungry?"

"Mom, didn't I tell you, I'll make it myself when I come back at night when I'm hungry, so go to bed early."

"Your priority right now is the college entrance examination. I will leave the logistics to your parents, so you don't have to worry about it." After speaking, Liang Yushu stood up and walked towards the kitchen, "I'll make you some dumplings."

Looking at Liang Yushu's back, Jiang Mu didn't know what to say for a moment, only moved in his heart.

Probably all parents in the world are the same, no matter how disgusted they are, but they are their own children after all, how can they not feel bad.

Since he started studying at night during this period, Liang Yushu watched him get up early in the morning and come back in the middle of the night, worried that he would be hungry and had nothing to eat, and stayed up until he came back every time, just to give him a stutter.

A big bowl of dumplings was still a little bit sharp, Jiang Mu's stomach was a little swollen after eating, and he burped like shepherd's purse meat.

The love from mother is always so simple and unpretentious, but it makes people feel heavy and a little supportive.

Seeing that Jiang Mu had finished eating, Liang Yushu also showed a satisfied smile, and she did not forget to tell her: "After you finish eating, wash up quickly and go to bed early. There will be three models soon, so don't lose the chain, do you hear me?" ?”

"Okay mom." Jiang Mu responded.

……

The next day, Jiang Mu went to school as usual.

After the morning reading get out of class, many people in the classroom took out the breakfast they bought from their desks to eat.

For the third-year dog, it is a while to sleep a little longer in the morning, and the breakfast time is compressed into the recess.

Jiang Mu also took out the rice balls that Comrade Liang Yushu had prepared for him, and a bottle of filled soy milk, and ate his breakfast while reading a book.

He Shun gnawed on the bun in his hand, and said enviously, "Brother Mu, why does your breakfast vary every day?"

At most, he only has fan buns today and cabbage buns tomorrow, but he bought them from the Barbie steamed bun shop on the side of the road. Anyway, he still eats buns, unlike Jiang Mu, every day is different.

"My mother got up early to prepare it." Jiang Mu glanced at the bastard, and as expected, after a night, the emotions were almost digested.

"I'm really envious." He Shun looked at it eagerly, and felt that the bun in his hand was a bit dull for a while.

"By the way, you're going to have dinner with Jiang Qianqian tonight, right?"

"Uh……"

Being mentioned by the other party, Jiang Mu suddenly remembered that he hadn't passed the other party's friend application yet?

He really can't be blamed for this, the main reason is that he was so tired last night that he almost fell into bed and fell asleep without even looking at his phone.

"Take me tonight, the best wingman will get to know you!" Seeing that Jiang Mu was silent, He Shun volunteered.

Jiang Mu glanced at this guy: "What's wrong, what are you thinking?"

"Hey, don't worry, we don't want to grab my brother's girl, I just think that the little girlfriend next to Jiang Qianqian is pretty..."

"What the hell, I want to chase after him." Jiang Mu looked at the thick-eyed guy in front of him, thinking that he really can't be judged by his appearance.

Not long ago, she was still sad about that Liu Yue, but now she has a new target.

Proper iron slag man!

He Shun's complexion changed, and he said seriously: "Brother Mu, don't talk nonsense, I just want to make friends."

"Yo, you're a quick learner." Jiang Mu felt that this kid was quite talented.

Not long after, Jiang Mu and his head teacher walked into the classroom. It was their math teacher, a bald guy named Zhang Hao.

Seeing each other, the class fell silent instantly.

Unlike Qiao Qianhui, he got along with his classmates like a friend. This Zhang Hao is the model of a traditional teacher. He always likes to put on a sullen face every day, acting like someone owes him money.

However, fortunately, after entering the third year of high school, the other party didn't bother to care about them anymore. They rarely came to the classroom except for class, but once they came, something must have happened.

And it's definitely a bad thing!

Looking at each other's expressions, many of them lowered their heads slightly, wondering if they had committed anything recently.

"Jiang Mu, come with me."

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in the office.

Jiang Mu walked in after Zhang Hao, and stood in front of the table, looking like a good student.

Zhang Hao didn't say a word, he picked up the cup with the tea leaves on the side, took a sip, and then looked at Jiang Mu.

"Do you know why I came here for you?"

"know."

"You kid will really cause trouble for me." Zhang Hao gave him an angry look.

He just got the news today that a student in his class smashed the backboard.

At first he thought he had made a mistake, after all, there were only those guys in the class, and he had never heard of anyone who was good at basketball.

There was a campus basketball game and their class was still at the bottom.

Dunk?Does this have something to do with the students in their class?
"Hey, Lao Zhang, what's the situation this time, do you want to write a review?" Jiang Mu asked with a smile.

He knew Zhang Hao quite well. Don't look at the other party's fierce expression at this time, he is actually a knife-mouthed bean curd heart.

Eighty percent nothing.

Otherwise, he would directly call his parents to the school.

"Don't give me a hippie smile." Zhang Hao had a sullen old face, ignored him, and snorted again, "I heard that you have been playing basketball for two and a half years?"

"Uh...about the same." Jiang Mu glanced at the other party with a suspicious expression, not sure what the old fox was thinking.

Zhang Hao looked at Jiang Mu threateningly: "Why didn't you participate in the basketball game back then?"

At the beginning, his class had his head shaved several times in a row, which was a complete loss of his old face.

For a while, he was talking there every day in class, you can't study or exercise, what else can you do in the future?
Jiang Mu obviously remembered something, and his scalp felt a little numb.

This old man actually still holds a grudge!Still hold grudges!
"Isn't it because you're afraid of being distracted? You have to study hard." Jiang Mu said with a simple face.

When he said this, he almost laughed out loud.

I'm still learning, can I have a little bit of AC for my original self?

Zhang Hao obviously thought the same way. He glanced at him, but he was too lazy to talk nonsense with him. He casually took a stack of grid paper beside him: "One thousand words, don't I need to say more?"

Jiang Mu thought it would be fine to write a review, but please be sure to report the criticism.

I don't know if it's a tacit understanding.

As soon as he came up with this idea, Zhang Hao continued: "Go to the rostrum and read it again during the inter-class exercises. Do it well and sincerely reflect on your mistakes."

(End of this chapter)