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Nearly a month and a half has passed since Ji Zhui accepted Kung Fu Weasel.

Although Kung Fu Weasel has not yet passed the social certificate test, he can go to the training ground, because the training ground was originally built to provide a training ground for unlicensed elves.

Coincidentally, Li Ai really has a fighting type Mashana.

So Ji Zhui bought Li Ai an extra half hour of sparring time every day and asked Li Ai to teach Kung Fu Weasel.

Although Mashana's level is not high, he also has his own unique experience in using moves.

For example, its Yoga pose only takes 2.8 seconds to cast, but Kung Fu Weasel takes nearly 6 seconds.

Therefore, Kung Fu Weasel's main focus during this period is on improving skill proficiency. So far, the casting time of each skill has been increased by 1-2 seconds on average.

Ji Zhui was quite satisfied with the result, thanks to Master Mashana's teachings.

What is also gratifying is the progress of the little kitten. Ji Zhui often lets the little kitten fight this month. In addition, he can also find trainers who also come to train in the training hall, so the level of the little kitten has increased by 4 levels.

Because of the proper diet arrangement, even Kung Fu Weasel, who had not fought much, had his level increased by 3 levels.

But committing wholeheartedly to training is not without its downsides.

Ji Zhui is almost out of money.

Ji Zhui customized the virtual training machine for Kung Fu Weasel and purchased training equipment such as mandatory exercisers. Ji Zhui also allocated the resources invested in Kung Fu Weasel to Kung Fu Weasel, so his already not rich wallet was directly deflated.

Grandpa will support her in terms of diet, but Ji Zhui bought the training equipment without telling her family, and they are all stored in the fragmented world, so she can't talk to her family.

Ji Zhui clutched his little wallet and secretly decided to control his spending in the future.

Let’s start by reducing the number of Taotao mall purchases that the little cat monster makes three times a month.

However, Ji Zhui's focus in life seems to be shifting recently.

"Back to school? Why?"

Ji Guoping turned off the privacy mode and adjusted the optical brain so that Ji Zhui could see the chat history between him and his class teacher.

"You have your final exam in two weeks, and Teacher Feng wants you to go back for final review."

Expect! end! Test! try!

So fast?

She feels like school has just started not long ago!

As the saying goes, students’ illusion is that it always feels like time is still long by the end of the year.

The Ji family attaches great importance to the final exam, so Ji Zhui can only carry a small school bag, wave goodbye to the reluctant kitten monster and Kung Fu Weasel, and embark on the road to study.

She actually has a dormitory at school, but it has been vacant and she has not lived in it.

Following the road signs all the way to the Jingyuan girls' dormitory, Ji Zhui was stopped by his mother and asked about the purpose of his visit.

Because today is Monday, students are all in class. If you want to go back to the dormitory during class, you need a leave note from the teacher.

That's right, Ji Zhui, the sixth child, did not come to school on Sunday in order to have an extra day of training. Instead, he chose to come on Monday and use school time to clean up the dormitory.

To her, it didn't matter whether she attended the class or not. She had gone over and over again the knowledge she needed to master, and she was already familiar with it.

The building's mother refused to let him go, so Ji Zhui had no choice but to put his luggage downstairs in the dormitory, and then went to the seventh-grade teaching building to find the class teacher Feng Yue to issue a leave note.

"There are so many broken rules in school..." Ji Zhui frowned and kicked the pebbles under his feet a little irritably.

It had been a long time since she left middle school, and she had been relatively free during college. It was a bit overwhelming to return to compulsory education all of a sudden.

Ji Zhui walked all the way outside the seventh-grade class one classroom. The teacher's office was passing by the corridor, and he found that Feng Yue happened to be in class seven-grade class one.

She stood outside the classroom door for a long time, and Feng Yue didn't notice her. Ji Zhui decided to wait outside the classroom for the get out of class to end.

Bored, Zhong Ji Zhui took out his optical brain and prepared to surf to kill some time.

"What are you doing?" Feng Yue's voice, enhanced by a microphone, suddenly came from behind.

Ji Zhui was frightened and said, "Hello, Teacher Feng, I'm waiting for you to give me a leave note after class. I have to go back to the dormitory to pack my things."

I didn't find her after waiting outside the classroom for a long time. As soon as I took out the optical brain radar, it started immediately. It was indeed a teacher's passive skill.

"Come to class first and pack your luggage during lunch break." Feng Yue pulled Ji Zhui into the classroom.

"But I still have my teaching materials..." Ji Zhui was anxious, why didn't Mr. Feng follow the routine?

"Let's watch it with your deskmate first. We'll bring it back after finishing it at noon."

How could Feng Yue not understand Ji Zhui's intention to miss class all morning? However, as a class teacher, he could not let Ji Zhui go, otherwise it would be bad if there were imitators in the future.

"Come on, classmates, let me introduce you. This is Ji Zhui. He is a member of our Class 71 class. He has been away from class because of family issues."

Feng Yue wrote Ji Zhui's name on the blackboard and asked Ji Zhui to introduce himself to everyone.

Ji Zhui almost dug out a Barbie dream castle with his toes. Who can come to rescue the terrorists?

"Xiao Bai, Da Zhuang, go to the empty classroom and help move a set of tables and chairs for Ji Zhui."

As we all know, there are several strong students in every class. They are the strong big brothers of their classmates in the class, and they are the top leaders in the eyes of the teacher.

The two junior high school students at the end of the classroom, who were nearly 180cm tall, curled their lips and stood up reluctantly, "Really, we have to do every dirty and tiring job..."

Ji Zhui had an excellent ear, so she naturally heard her classmates' complaints. She didn't want to trouble others, let alone something as trivial as moving tables and chairs.

Ji Zhui quickly waved his hand to signal the two strong men not to go, "No, teacher, I'll move it myself. Is the empty classroom at the end of the corridor?"

The students in the class were attracted by this episode. Did they hear it correctly? Ji Zhui wants to move by himself?

Jinzhong uses smart tables and chairs that can adjust height and automatically correct sitting postures. Therefore, each set of tables and chairs is very heavy. When changing seats in the class, the desks and chairs are not moved, only one's own books and belongings are moved.

"The empty classroom is right there, but the tables and chairs are very heavy. Are you sure you can move them?" Feng Yue was also a little surprised. She thought Ji Zhui didn't know the true weight of the tables and chairs.

"It's okay, I'm strong, trust me." Ji Zhui asked the teacher to continue the class and went to the empty classroom.

After choosing a set that looked the latest, Ji Zhui picked it up and weighed it. It was a bit heavy, but it was still within the acceptable range.

Ji Zhui swaggered through the corridor carrying a set of tables and chairs.

You must know that Class 71 is at the end of the corridor, and the empty classroom is at the end of the corridor on the other side, passing Classes 2 to 4 of Class 7 in the middle.

If Ji Zhui passed by alone, everyone might not pay much attention, but when she passed by the window carrying a pile of tables and chairs about her height, the visual effect was quite impressive.

"Why is it so dark?" The classmates by the window sighed. They turned around and were shocked to see Ji Zhui fussing about moving the table.

Not to mention the students in Class 1, Grade 7, their jaws dropped when Ji Zhui really came in with a set of tables and chairs.

"Teacher, where can I sit?" Ji Zhui didn't care about other people's opinions. He just didn't know where he was, so he continued to carry it.

"Uh... you can sit next to Xu Rendong. Rendong, please take care of your new deskmate." Feng Yue came back to her senses and pointed to the girl in the second to last row on the far left.

What is very strange is that there are two people on the far left who are alone without a tablemate.

A thin young man sat in the last row, and the girl in the second to last row looked very quiet. She must be the Xu Lingdong that Lao Ban mentioned just now.

Why don't they sit together at the same table?

While Ji Zhui was arranging his desk and chairs, he was lost in thought and inadvertently glanced at the other people in the class.

Oh, men and women cannot sit together.

Ji Zhui was silent.

When Ji Zhui finally packed up and sat down, it was already two minutes later. Something new happened rarely in the class. The students were all a little impetuous, whispering about Ji Zhui's situation in a low voice.

"Hello, my name is Ji Zhui."

Ji Zhui suppressed his embarrassment and bravely said hello to Xu Landong.

Xu Rendong didn't seem to expect that his new deskmate would be so proactive. He turned his head to reveal a side face with fine fur, and moved the Chinese textbook spread out on the table between the two of them with a smile.

She did not respond to Ji Zhui's words. She just pointed at Ji Zhui with her index finger, then extended her thumb to make a sign of approval, and then lowered her head to look at the book and listen to the lecture.

Ji Zhui was a little confused. What did his deskmate mean?

Is this kind of greeting popular among junior high school students now?