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- There was no class for the first two periods on Tuesday morning, but Jiang Sen still woke up at 5 o'clock in the morning, and after typing more than 3,000 characters, he went out with Song Dajiang at dawn. When I came to the library after breakfast, it was only after seven o'clock in the morning, and half the room was already filled with people in the study room of the library.
Song Dajiang saw the posture of the seniors and seniors who were about to learn to die suddenly in front of the desk, his eyes lit up immediately, and he looked like he was going to die with them. Jiang Sen really felt that he couldn't be offended, and after sitting down silently, he couldn't help but reflect on why he wanted to slap his face swollen to pretend to be fat, and why did he get involved with this group of scoundrels? Wouldn't it be nice to study a panacea major like economics and management?
Then he sighed and recited the name.
And Song Dajiang is writing hard, and it is not enough to just use his back. Jiang Sen watched him start painting early in the morning, and he was chanting, what is the bony mark of this bone, what is the muscle of that muscle? Where is the attachment point? After a while, Jiang Sen saw that Brother Gongming drew something like a zombie.
The painting style is rough but strange, but amazingly, it is completely understandable.
Brother Sen saw that Song Dajiang was so good at things, so he didn't turn over the book immediately, just stared at his pictures there, wherever Song Dajiang drew, Jiang Sen memorized the knowledge points, and inserted a few words casually in the middle, What diseases are common with this thing in clinical practice? Hearing that Song Dajiang was so stressed that he was about to rush to high blood pressure, he asked Jiang Sen in astonishment, "How do you know? Where did you learn it?"
"Family." Jiang Sen casually took out the lame horse as a shield, "I have a master in the mountains."
"Ah" Song Dajiang looked down at his masterpiece, and suddenly felt that he was several hundred steps behind Jiang Sen. I really don't want Jiang Sen to study with him anymore, but I can't let go of the free three meals a day, and my heart is more and more painful.
Two hours later, at around 9:20 in the morning, Jiang Sen closed his textbooks in good spirits, and pulled Song Dajiang, who seemed to be always full of thoughts, out of the library. Go out and turn right, walk for ten minutes, and you will arrive at Building 18 where today's class is held.
Teaching building No. 18 is far away from other buildings of the school, and it is parked alone in a corner of the campus. Not far away is the east gate of the school, where not many people usually come in and out, and the main road is outside, which is usually convenient for various experimental snakes Things like ants, frogs, rabbits, monkeys and elephants were brought in, and this place was chosen so as not to affect the daily order of the campus.
And this, of course, also includes various fresh or stale remains.
Most of them were voluntarily donated by the deceased, and only a few were legally purchased by schools through institutions such as prisons. But even so, the human remains in the school are still not enough for a long time, which is a scarce teaching resource.
So once the school receives it, the students have to go to class as soon as possible.
And this year, Jiang Sen and the others were lucky. They encountered such a good thing after only one month of school.
Walking into Building 18, where there is not even a mirror, and turning into the anatomy demonstration classroom, as soon as Jiang Sen and Song Dajiang entered the door, they saw seven or eight students who had arrived earlier, cowering and murmuring around a metal coffin. Curious and scared.
"Go, open it and have a look." Wu Xiaosong was eager to move, and urged Lin Dachong to lift the coffin board.
Jiang Sen still had respect for the deceased, regardless of how the one inside died before he was alive, anyway, he was determined not to do anything, and stood still in the corner of the classroom from a distance. As I get older, I naturally shy away from such things.
Unlike young people who dare to do anything
"ah!"
"I am stupid!"
boom!
Lin Dachong couldn't resist the temptation of the corpse, and at Wu Xiaosong's instigation, he still went to lift the coffin board. Just as the coffin board was opened a crack, and only saw a vague outline inside, the two idiots screamed and let go.
The heavy coffin boards fell with a bang, and the girls around Lu Xiaoling yelled and ran in all directions, as if the things inside were about to crawl out by themselves in a second.
Jiang Sen couldn't help but sighed deeply, freshman medical students are all so virtuous
"What are you doing?" The teacher in class walked in at the right time, and pointed at Jiang Sen casually, "Student, come and help me."
"Me?" Jiang Sen's face was full of embarrassment.
"Yes, it's you, you are so strong!" The teacher obviously didn't recognize Jiang Sen at all, and said with certainty, then turned to the others and said, "Put on the masks, the smell is still a bit strong."
While speaking, he turned on the exhaust fan in the classroom.
The fan whined, and Jiang Sen reluctantly walked to the old room., who can really be ashamed to pass the exam and live forever?
"Did you understand?" The bell rang for the end of get out of class, and more than half of the people in the huge lecture theater did not leave, surrounding the teacher to ask questions.
Jiang Sen turned his head to look at Song Dajiang, and saw that he had handwritten a large string of codes next to the after-school questions in very small fonts. He couldn't help feeling that it was a pity that this kid didn't major in science and engineering
"I don't know." Song Dajiang couldn't figure it out himself, scratching his head with a sad face.
Tao Runji came in from outside the classroom at this time, with a mobile phone in his hand, he said in a little panic, "Director Xie and Robin from Nike came over and said they would come over for lunch at noon, just the three of you, plus Ye Pei. "
"Come so fast? Didn't you agree on the National Day? Why are you in a hurry?" Jiang Sen was a little strange, and then looked at Song Dajiang again, "I'll take Brother Ming with me, and we always eat separately, so it's okay to ask. No, no, wait until night, after I finish training."
"Okay." Tao Runji turned and walked out of the classroom, and started calling again.
Jiang Sen took out his mobile phone, hesitated for a while, and then called Zheng Yue, "Zheng Yue, come to Shanghai, the people from Nike are here again."
"Is it settled?!" Zheng Yue asked in surprise.
Jiang Sen replied lightly: "It's hard to say, but you come here first, there are still some things I need to explain to you."
"What's up?"
"We'll talk about it when we get there."
"OK."
After hanging up the phone, Jiang Sen called Wei Mianzi again, "Mr. Wei, are you done with the work handover?"
In the office building of XingXingXingXingXingXingXing.com, Wei Mianzi, who hadn't submitted his resignation at all, shrank his neck and whispered, "It's almost there. What's the matter?"
"I may have to sign a contract here. I want to sign a contract in the name of a personal studio. Do you have time to do it these days? I'll let lawyer Fang accompany you to deal with it. Let¡¯s establish a partnership.¡±
"So anxious?"
"Um."
"Uh, then wait for me a moment, I'll call you later"
"good."
Jiang Sen hung up the phone resolutely, and called Fang Tangjing again.
On Wei Mianzi's side, after putting down the phone, he turned to look at Brother Hui's office.
Brother Hui is not here today, but Mr. Luo is there, so it is the same.
Damn, do you really want to give up the stable income here, but earn Jiang Sen's 6,000 yuan a month?
Do you really want to bet this one?
Suddenly, he even regretted why he agreed to Jiang Sen so impulsively last week.
But it seems that it is still too late to regret it now.
But the problem is that there is only one opportunity for Jiang Sen to work.
Ah Johnson!
He is Jiang Sen!
Won two world championships at the age of 19, the world's best-selling author of the year in 2006, a leader in the Internet literature field in a practical sense, a liberal arts champion admitted to Shanghai Dan, and a company that seems to be quite big in his hands, Backed by the institutional resources of Dongou City and Hudan
Isn't such a person more promising than Xingxingxing Chinese Website?
After passing this village, there is no such shop!
Wei Mianzi was at war with man and heaven in his heart. After a while, he clenched his fist tightly as if he had exhausted all his strength, then stood up slowly, walked to the boss's office door with slightly stiff legs, and knocked lightly. twice.
"Boss Luo"
"What's wrong?"
"I want to resign"
"I will give you a salary increase of two thousand next month, go back to work."
"It's not a matter of two thousand yuan."
"From next year, the basic salary is 8,000, and the commission is more than half a point. Go back to work."
"Hmm good~!"
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