She doesn't know whether Iron Man can do it successfully.

Because at this moment, when Zhou Shuangshuang reacted and looked at the half bench in her hand, she couldn't help but feel a little confused.

——This bench is included in the overall configuration of the circular staircase classroom. Now she is slapped off one piece, although the shock effect is quite good - didn’t you see that even the breathing sounds slowed down a lot?

But...how to fix this?

Or, how to compensate?

The old professor on the stage was still working diligently on his course, without noticed any abnormality. Zhou Shuangshuang looked at the other person covering his face and also neatly carved her white beard, and couldn't help but put the half bench back into its original place.

I don’t know if it’s because she wants to cover up the truth, but after she put it down, she subconsciously pushed back - well, it’s very stable.

She looked around quietly. Now no one was paying attention to her, so she turned her fingers slightly, and a "click" sound that only she could hear came from under her hands-

Among the spiritual techniques, there is a basic restoration technique, which is the most used by outer disciples when building houses for their mentors. Now, repairing such traces, as long as the body does not disappear out of thin air, is just a piece of cake for them.

As a handyman, Zhou Shuangshuang takes this technique for granted.

——At this moment, after all, it’s just a stool, which is not a creation out of nothing, but it’s still very simple.

The only difficulty is to grasp it carefully and don’t ask the outermost layer to be repaired easily.

If there is no trace, it would be too exaggerated.

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She breathed a little relieved and returned to the professor again - Hey, I was distracted for a while and felt that another knowledge point was missing!

To be honest, if she could be like this in high school... Oh, forget it, I'll go to Yuewei, so I won't say it anymore.

However, when she looked at the stage again, she suddenly frowned-

I don’t know if it’s an illusion, but from this perspective, the professor always feels that his face seems familiar.

Her eyes turned on the nameplate on the other party’s chest - Chen Changqing.

A very unfamiliar name... Zhou Shuangshuang turned the name in her heart a few times, and was sure that she didn't know the other person.

However, the face that had covered half of the beard, and occasionally turned her head, still made her feel familiar.

Zhou Shuangshuang took back her mind and began to take notes, but she noticed this matter.

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It was the end of another two-hour class. When Zhou Shuangshuang slowly stepped out of the teaching building behind Chen Changqing, it was already twelve:30.

The courses this morning are rare in normal times. The students are already hungry and are rushing to eat as soon as the get out of class is completed.

However, there were not many people who chose the course of public finance, and the different divisions of the economic and management departments, so she didn't see anyone in the dormitory this morning. Now she turned on her phone and everyone was asking her if she wanted to bring her meals.

She lowered her head and typing in a hurry, keenly feeling that there seemed to be a man ahead, so she turned her steps and wanted to avoid it.

Unexpectedly, the other party reacted very quickly. Both of them wanted to avoid it, but they moved in the same direction at the same time. Zhou Shuangshuang saw the opportunity and quickly turned her side-

"I'm sorry, classmate."

Although I haven't bumped into it yet, the man's apology has already been heard.

——What a familiar voice!

Zhou Shuangshuang suddenly looked up.

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The dark hair, slightly wrinkled eyes, and the familiar and long-lasting smile...

This is... Chen Xiangdong.

Chen Xiangdong, the father of rice and wheat in the despair of the end of the world.

She was staring blankly when the voice of professor Chen Changqing came from beside her: "Xiangdong."

Chen Changqing walked over and patted Chen Xiangdong on the shoulder - "Why did you come to school?"

Chen Xiangdong looked at Zhou Shuangshuang, then turned around and explained: "It's almost New Year's Day. Today, the final work of the Academy of Agricultural Sciences is done well. Let's see you... How about it? I heard that I fell a little while ago?"

“It’s very good!”

When Chen Changqing saw him, he was very happy: "I just kowtowed him gently, it's okay long ago... Let's talk to your sister-in-law, let's go out for lunch."

Chen Xiangdong also laughed: "Okay."

He looked at Zhou Shuangshuang beside him. Since he didn't hit him, he apologized in advance. When facing strangers, he naturally didn't care much. He nodded casually and turned around.

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"Mr. Chen!"

Zhou Shuangshuang called him.

At this moment, she didn't know where the courage came from or where the impulse came from, so she opened her mouth and called Chen Xiangdong.

Both of them were Mr. Chen. Her rushing shouting at this moment made them turn their attention back to her.

However, Zhou Shuangshuang's eyes were firmly staring at Chen Xiangdong: "Are you still studying food?"

Um?

Chen Xiangdong was stunned - or is it?

This word...

He nodded: "Yes."

After saying that, he looked at Zhou Shuangshuang again: "This classmate, do you know me?"

He just mentioned the Academy of Agricultural Sciences, but not everyone in the Academy of Agricultural Sciences studies food. Especially...

Although Chen Xiangdong has an invention that is about to shock the world, he is indeed not so famous in the eyes of ordinary people.

He has a self-knowledge of this.

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Zhou Shuangshuang should have been surprised.

On this day, she met so many familiar people, who were once in the same world. For her, every meeting between acquaintances was bizarre and full of doubts.

At the very least, the impact on her will definitely be superimposed, like a surging wave, and the doubts in her heart will never stop.

But even she was a little surprised that at this moment, her mood was very peaceful.

Even sober and sane.

Next, she did something she couldn't believe—

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Zhou Shuangshuang took out three spiritual seeds from her backpack that were whiter and fatter than ordinary rice grains. In the face of Chen Xiangdong's puzzled eyes, she spread her palms.

This is the spiritual rice brought back from the cultivation world, but this spiritual rice cannot add a lot of spiritual energy to it, it is only a little bit too small.

However, due to the high yield and simple planting, it is planted by ordinary people in the cultivation world. Large families will also plant this for their children to eat from childhood, so that their bodies can better accept spiritual energy and lay the foundation for future spiritual sources and cultivation.

Now, Zhou Shuangshuang, who has developed a collection habit, has brought back many people. She originally wanted to use it to make a reputation in the store, but now...

She handed the three seeds forward: "Mr. Chen, these three seeds are very different from what we eat now. I hope you can study them carefully and bring you some new inspiration."

Chen Xiangdong silently stared at the pitiful three strange rice species with special white and fat shells on her hand, and couldn't help but feel speechless.
Chapter completed!