80s: The Soft and Waxy Beauty Took Care of the Wolf Husband

Chapter 186 Tigress

For the next two days, Li Qiao spent all his time in the library except for class.

I can meet Professor Xue every day, and after getting to know him, I know that he is writing a thesis.

Li Qiao gave birth to the idea of ​​writing an article by himself, and it would be best to publish it to pave the way for future application for staying in school. She pondered her words and asked humbly: "I also want to write a paper, can I ask you to give me some pointers then?"

Xue Lingqing was puzzled, he had to skip a grade for a while, and he had to write a thesis for a while, did he have enough brains? "Professional courses are relatively difficult, so you should prepare for the exam with peace of mind."

"It's okay, I can handle it." Li Qiao went on to tell the topic, outline, and starting point of his thesis.

The more Xue Lingqing listened to it, the more shocked she became. She had already dabbled in the dissertation in less than a week after entering the school.

No wonder you have to skip a grade.

He appreciated it very much: "Yes, you can write."

Li Qiao was very happy and was about to express his thanks.

"Li Qiao!" Xue Sufen yelled loudly, attracting passing classmates to watch. She stepped forward and asked, "Are you suing my uncle behind my back?"

Li Qiao was confused: "Complain?" No matter how stupid she was, she would never tell Professor Xue that his niece was wrong.

"Isn't it?!" Xue Sufen was furious. Recently, my uncle often mentioned to her family that Li Qiao was studying hard, and she only cared about playing all day long. As a result, she was scolded by her parents when she returned home. Dare to enter.

"If I have time to say bad things about you, I might as well memorize two more formulas." Li Qiao implying that you are not qualified enough for me to waste my time, she turned to Xue Lingqing and said, "Professor Xue, I have to leave beforehand."

Xue Lingqing nodded slightly.

Xue Sufen didn't allow Li Qiao to leave, and made a gesture to stop her, but Xue Lingqing grabbed her by the collar: "How many times have I told you that classmates should get along with each other in harmony."

"Get along in harmony? This woman is more fierce than a tigress in private. She beat up Cheng Shuqin the night before, and her hair fell out." Xue Sufen recalled the situation at that time, breaking out in a cold sweat. Li Qiao's beating was true. Get started.

It seems to have martial arts.

Cheng Shuqin flaunted her teeth and claws, but she didn't get any benefits. "You don't know how insidious she is, Cheng Shuqin said, she poured a bucket of water on it, beat her up and framed herself."

Xue Lingqing: "You should find fault first."

Xue Sufen stomped her feet angrily: "Is Li Qiao your niece who has lived far away? Why do you always speak for her? You won't recommend her for her grade-skipping exam, will you?"

Xue Lingqing coughed unnaturally: "As a teacher, it is natural to help students with their studies. Although I don't know her personality, I know you. You have been looking for trouble since you were a child, and it is not a loss if you get cleaned up."

Xue Sufen: "."

There were only two classes on Saturday morning. After class, Li Qiao was going back to the rental room to have a look. Ma Hongxiang mentioned buying materials.

Li Qiao kept his word, and immediately called He Yiyuan again, and the three of them went to a nearby bookstore together.

There are plenty of supplies in Kyoto. Except for food and electrical appliances, other commodities can be bought with money.

After entering the bookstore, Li Qiao selected materials for the two according to the English level of the educated youths. After reading it, He Yiyuan found it a little more difficult: "How about this book?"

Li Qiao: "It's a bit simple, and it's not at the same level as a textbook."

"The materials you choose are not at the same level as the textbooks, shouldn't they be done step by step?" He Yiyuan insisted.

After listening to Li Qiao's suggestion, Ma Hongxiang took two auxiliary materials: "Li Qiao, teach me when you are free."

"It's easy to say."

The price of the materials is not cheap, two copies cost 3.5 yuan.

Ma Hongxiang pinched her pocket, blushing: "I just want one, Li Qiao, which one do you think is good?"

Li Qiao: "The thick one."

After paying and leaving the bookstore, Ma Hongxiang sighed: "At first, I thought that I could save a lot of money in college, but now I see that it costs a lot of money to buy books."

Li Qiao: "I don't know where there is a private trading market. The books there are definitely cheap, and sometimes you can find treasures." Speaking of Taobao, she plans to take a stroll around the junk factory to buy some broken furniture and repurpose it for other purposes. "I have something to do, so I won't go with you."

"What's the matter?" He Yiyuan broke the casserole and asked the end.

Li Qiao: "Pick up some junk from the junk factory."

He Yiyuan smiled and said, "Be careful when someone beats you."

Li Qiao also laughed, and after separating from the two, he inquired all the way to the broken factory, a deserted yard, piled with waste paper, glass bottles, foam, scrap copper, scrap iron, bicycle tires

"Girl, what are you doing?" It was an uncle who spoke, looked her up and down, saw her empty-handed, and said, "You are not selling scraps, are you?"

Li Qiao explained his intentions: "Do you have any old furniture here? I want to buy two for home use."

"You really found the right place, there are a few cabinets in the east corner."

Li Qiao adjusted the direction of his gaze, and there was a carved cabinet about one meter wide and two meters high standing in the corner.

But one door is broken.

There is also a small chest of drawers beside it, only the shelves are complete.

The other two are bulky and take up too much space.

It is not easy to put it home when you buy it.

She decided to buy a small chest and a drawer: "How much are those two small ones?"

The uncle stretched out two eight fingers.

Li Qiao: "Eight hairs?"

Uncle nodded.

Li Qiao thinks it's worth it: "Can you deliver it to your door? No. 36 Hujia Lane near Kyoto University. The shipping fee is one yuan. If you agree, I will deliver it now."

When the uncle heard that the shipping fee was so generous, he naturally agreed, "Is there anyone in your family?"

"I'll go home right away." Li Qiao paid for the 80-cent cabinet and left. On the way, he passed by a paint shop and bought a bucket of light paint and a bucket of thick paint. By the way, I went to a stationery store not far away to buy brushes, paper and paints. When I got home, my uncle was already waiting at the door.

But only send a chest of drawers.

Li Qiao opened the door and put the man into the yard: "Just put it here."

The uncle put down the chest of drawers and transported the next one non-stop.

Li Qiao dug out Qin Jin's decoration tools and scraped off the original paint on the drawer. Just after cleaning the tabletop, the uncle brought it back to the stand.

Li Qiao paid the shipping fee, and the uncle put it in his pocket without even looking at it. "Don't you count?"

"Are you a student at Kyoto University? College students certainly don't lie."

Li Qiao smiled: "I see that uncle is also a straightforward person. Do you know where the board factory is? I want to buy two boards, the thickness of which is about the same as that broken cabinet door."

"There's nowhere in the city that I can't find."

Li Qiao followed his words and said, "Could you please help pull two large boards? The shipping fee is also one yuan, and you can tell me later that I will pay for the board."

"It's easy to say." The uncle didn't ask for a deposit, so he was ready to leave.

Li Qiao called him to stop, and went back to the room to take out the half pack of cigarettes left by Qin Jin and give it to him.

The uncle smiled from ear to ear, repeatedly promising to handle her affairs well. After he left, Li Qiao locked the door and concentrated on cleaning the paint on the chest of drawers.

At this time, there was a knock on the door. "Li Qiao, it's me."

Xue Sufen's voice was much more gentle than usual.