Chapter 343 Journalists
"Mm-hmm, yes. She is so powerful. You have seen so many doctors in the past, only she said it was a minor illness, and it was cured in a few hours!" Muxi is full of praise.
Mu Feng felt the long-lost breathing smoothly. He laughed: "When I leave the hospital, I have to thank others."
Two people were talking, when the ward door was pushed open and a group of people came in.
"Xiaofeng, Grandpa has come to see you." Mu was the first to walk into the house. He smiled and said, "Look what Grandpa brought you."
Marcus followed Mu. He looked cold and handed a look to the doctor beside him.
The doctor saw the meaning of Marcus's eyes: Be sure to look good, if there is half a perfunctory...
The doctor was in a cold sweat. He sat down by the bed and said, "Master Mu, let me take your pulse."
Mu Feng is also curious about his current physical condition. He obediently puts his wrist on the edge of the bed.
The doctor kept it for a long time, and his look was shocked and uncertain, which was very difficult.
Mu Xi urged him: "Doctor, how is it?"
"This..." The doctor slowly withdrew his hand and hesitated. "In my opinion, Master Mu is not ill at all..."
"Oh oh oh, that's right!" Mu Xi smiled and squinted and couldn't stop clapping his hands. "Just now, my brother's illness has been cured by God!"
"You said the magic doctor?!"
"You said the magic doctor?!"
Master Mu and Marcus, in unison, realized something and looked at each other.
"Oh, that girl..." Mu old man smiled and shook his head, "originally didn't want to trouble her, the result is still..."
At the same time of happiness, his heart became more and more regrettable.
Laura is so excellent, why is it not named "Mu"?
Marcus smiled faintly: "It is indeed her style to shoot when everyone unexpected."
...
Training camp.
"This formula should be used for this problem..." Li Yunmeng held a pen and put it on the problem set, and said with his head down.
"No, it's simpler to use my formula." Feng Yu, who put his head together with her, retorted.
"Why is it wrong? Isn't the result the same?"
"You have too many methods and steps. What if this competition is timed?"
Two people began to argue with each other.
In sharp contrast to the two, Laura, who is not far away, leans lazily on the bamboo chair. She lifts her eyelids and nibbles at the apple: "... so, whose method is used for this problem?"
Li Yunmeng: "Mine!"
Feng Yu: "Mine!"
Laura smiled and watched the two quarrel again, lifting his chin with joy.
This morning was so interesting that she didn't do anything. Li Yunmeng and Feng Yu rushed to do the training questions she wanted to do and explained them carefully to her.
If it is other people, I'm afraid they will feel that these two people are running on themselves, so as not to let themselves have the opportunity to get in touch with the test questions.
But Laura is happy to be at leisure, and she wants to write as few times as possible.
She spit out the apple core slowly and adjusted her sitting position: "Go on and tell me when you have the results."
So the two men fought more and more fiercely, flushed.
In a twinkling of an eye, it was afternoon.
Several reporters walked into the training camp with long guns and short guns on their shoulders.
They all greeted the training teachers. This time, they will take some photos of the training as materials and publish them in the newspaper, and upload the images live simultaneously.
Therefore, their arrival not only attracted the attention of several students, but also did not get much attention.