Keep the money in Gu Fei. When Gu Fei needs the money later, say that you should use it first. It is more logical that Gu Fei can take it. It is easier for Gu Fei to accept it.
The money on my card is almost enough. In the end, the various tuition materials and living expenses in this less than one year, plus the cost of the first year of college, are basically enough. The extra money can be given to Gu Fei.
But as soon as he spoke, this small plan was seen through by Gu Fei. Gu Fei didn't talk through it, but he didn't continue to talk about it anymore.
Gu Fei had to revise his drawings at night, so he could n’t go to the rental room to “accompany him to review.” Jiang Yan stood at the intersection, looked at Gu Fei, and Gu Miao, who was riding a skateboard beside him, was a little bit surprised.
Everyone has their own story, sad or joyful or helpless. If you do n’t touch the deep, you will never know what is going on in the hearts of those who pass by, whether there is a sigh in a window with the lights on.
Gu Fei turned his head several tis, waved at him, signaled that his sighting was over, and he remained standing without moving.
Until Gu Fei called him, "Are you blinking?"
"No," Jiang Yan laughed. "Can I see it for a while?"
"You can see I'm not going to walk anymore," Gu Fei said. "Go back, don't you want to read a book?"
"You say so," Jiang Yan sighed, "I was suddenly nervous."
"Then I won't say it," Gu Fei said. "Look at it for a while, I have five ters to turn."
After hanging up the phone, Jiang Yan smiled and continued to see that Gu Fei's figure was almost invisible. Gu Fei waved his arm again when he turned, like a kiss.
Jiang Yan looked at the left and right, and waved his arms back to kiss him.
Back in the room, Jiang Yan felt like a robot with regular movents. He took a bath and cleaned up, sat at the desk, finished his howork, and then began reading and reviewing according to the plan in his mind.
Questions to be done, books to be morized, he did not list the review plan like many people, he just rembered in his mind what to do every day, what did yesterday, where there is a problem, what to do today, what Can stay until tomorrow ...
The flipped lines in the open book are like a codebook. Only you know what each color ans, and a notebook.
Jiang Yan opened his notebook. His notes were very simple. Many of the contents were just a reminder. He could only think of the reminder if he could think of it, plus the word ... His notes are expected to graduate after graduation. No one wants it for free, Tianshu.
This word.
While writing the endorsent, Jiang Yan wrote on the paper, writing down so key words along the line of thought, as if he was practicing.
To say this word, there are still so improvents. At least he can control himself now when the word is so ugly.
One stroke at a ti, although ugly, anyway, I can recognize what it is.
On the table was a notebook that classmate Gu Fei had forgotten to take. Jiang Ye took it and opened it for a look. Gu Fei's so-called notebook is basically a blank new book. Each departnt took this book on the table and pretended to look like it. The ground is a face for the teacher.
If he rembered this book correctly, Gu Fei had been using it since the last sester, and now ... it has used seven or eight pages, with about ten lines written on each page.
Jiang Yan had never looked through Gu Fei's notebook before, and it was only the first ti today that he saw what Gu Fei wrote in his book. He was happy just after reading a sentence.
Old Lu's voice was like Hong Zhong, more refreshing than the bell.
sleepy.
Very sleepy, sleepy, sleepy, sleepy.
Can't get through this.
Li Yan passed the 12th level and scum.
Forget about charging treasure.
Eat pies.
Do n’t eat noodles, do n’t eat noodles, noodles do n’t.
Population reproduction, population generations, births, deaths
Jiang Yan raised his eyebrows, and was a bit surprised to see sothing related to the content of the lesson. It was probably written down when he was lying on the table doing nothing.
But just this sentence, and after this sentence is a ss of thread dumplings painted with a pen. At first glance, it was drawn out subconsciously.
After admiring Gu Fei's "notes
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