After putting all her hair together, she did not throw it away, but picked a flower, dug a hole under the flower, and buried it in it. The hair itself is not nutritious and difficult to decompose. However, Chen Shu is a sixth-level practitioner. Her hair contains high-quality spiritual power. Without the constraints of the human body, it will naturally overflow in a short period of time and return to the world. The surrounding plants can also absorb some of it and enjoy treatment similar to the "Lingshan Treasure Land".

"Brother-in-law."

The little girl was still sitting on the stone table and raised her head to ask him: "Sister, how much does it cost to cut your hair?"

"twenty."

"I want to cut it for you too, I'll give you thirty."

“emmm…”

Chen Shu's eyes flew towards Ning Qing next to him.

Ning Qing still did his own thing and ignored it.

The little girl was still staring at him, her eyes were bright, and she added chips:

"I won't hit you."

“emmm…”

"I'll wash your hair, not under the faucet."

“emmm…”

"I'll give you a head."

"make a deal!"

Chen Shu smiled, his clear and soft little hands, superb skills, and only love were not worth mentioning in front of his head.

Ning Qing was still doing her own thing, as if she hadn't heard their conversation. After everything was done, she looked at the corner of the garden. One of the flowers that had not bloomed well last year, but instead blossomed the first flower this spring.

This flower is called "speaking sorrow".

It is a striped rose.

The sorrow is based on white, with rose-red to bright red stripes on it. The color and proportion of the stripes are related to the season. In this early spring, most of the areas of this freshly bloomed flower are jade-white, and there are only a few red stripes on it. The colors are light, which makes it look a little more elegant.

There is another variety, which is very similar to Shuochou, the difference is that one has a red pattern on the white background and the other has a white pattern on the red background. Too much red will make you look vulgar.

Ning Qing walked over and squatted down, approached the flower, and took a deep breath.

It is a very common rose fragrance.

It is not rich, not irritating, and looks gentle.

She doesn't like this fragrance. She likes the citrus fragrance of archangels, dragonflies, and shining Yeqing, which is refreshing and refreshing. But when she smells it, she seems to smell the tenderness of the fragrance of flowers, like a traditional woman standing there and smiling gently at you.

Ning Qing sniffed a few more times.

No matter how you sniff it, you won't get tired of it.

In fact, she rarely smelled the fragrance of flowers in the past.

Some people choose flowers to look at their appearance, some people choose flowers to look at their resistance, some people choose flowers to look at their fragrance, and some people like low-maintenance varieties. Ning Qing is not the kind of person who chooses flowers to look at their fragrance. She can accept it whether it has fragrance or not, and there is no difference between whether the aroma is good or not. She even planted a flower with a strange aroma like Madam, and finally eliminated it because of other reasons.

Now she seems to have learned to appreciate the fragrance of flowers, and she also understands those who will fall in love with and spit on a certain kind of flower because of the fragrance.

...

Chen Banxia's paper has been reviewed.

I only changed it once and adjusted the following format. There was no problem with the content, which far exceeded the standard of a normal Yujing Academy Ph.D. thesis.

Although the final format requirements for this year have not been decided yet, her great mentor said that rules are dead and people live. That's it. No matter what, she will not take up her precious time and let her change it again and again. If it really doesn't work, she can change the rules.

Easy and effortless.

Now we will only wait until the time to defend.

Chen Banxia walked out of Yujing Academy and sent a letter to the young sisters while walking towards Ling'an Academy next door.

My younger brother said that this little sister was so stupid that she seemed to have never used a document editor in her life. She actually used a ruler to change the format of the paper. As a person with rich experience in writing papers, she decided to help her.

I soon arrived at the dormitory of the little sisters.

"Um!"

Chen Banxia looked around and said, "Your dormitory is clean, usually Qingqing or Xiaoxiao is cleaning up, right?"

"What?" Zhang Yogurt said dissatisfied, "I often do hygiene!"

"Is that true?"

"What's your expression?"

"Hahaha……"

"Why did you remember to find me?"

"I'm done with my thesis and I'm free. Let's see how your thesis is written." Chen Banxia said, "I heard that you have used a ruler every day to change the format on a computer screen, which is really not worry-free."

"What?"

Zhang Yogurt said dumbly: "How could you hear that?"

"It spreads all over Yujing."

"ah?"

"Stop talking nonsense, take it out quickly."

"oh oh……"

If the little sister hadn't known about this before, she might have been showing off and could not let the little sister know that she was a useless person who couldn't even use a document editor. But since the little sister already knew, she was no longer shy and directly gave out the paper.

"Oh"

Chen Banxia yawned: "What about the format requirements?"

"Fei Xin."

"Show me."

"Here."

"It will be done for you in half an hour."

"Half an hour?"
Chapter completed!