Chapter 183: Cruel inhuman training

Throughout the weekend, seven people, Mu Jingxing and Jing Xiangjin, were locked in Yuyao's office building by Ruan Mengmeng to carry out a ‘miserable 'academic transformation.
"So I don't accumulate steps, there is no distance. The next sentence, you, start ..."
Ruan Mengmeng sat on the swivel chair in the middle and turned to Ye Hanting.
"No, there is no small stream, no way to be a sea. Leap forward, not ten steps ..."
Fine, Ruan Mengmeng nodded, turned the chair aside, turned to Huang Mao.
"You, the king of Qu Pingji, hesitant to hear, he to avoid the Ming, evil to the public ... translation."
"Uh ... uh ..." Huang Mao bit his finger, how to translate this sentence, obviously just back yesterday.
"Qu, Qu Yuan's love for the king ... is it right, not clear? Then, then ... uh ..."
"That's it, make a note of this question yourself, go back and repeat it. Come on, reach out." Ruan Mengmeng interrupted Huang Mao's words, calmly.
"No, no, Sister Mengmeng gives another chance ..." Huang Mao was shocked, showing a panic expression, "I promise to memorize well, I ..."
Unfortunately, Ruan Mengmeng did not give him any chance to explain, and did not hesitate to pull out Huang Mao's right hand.
Poor yellow hair, that originally thin skin of the right palm, is now swollen as big as a 'bear's paw'.
"Pop--" Ruan Mengmeng pulled back a little, and slapped Huang Mao's palm with a slap, making Huang Mao howl.
Too cruel ...
Too cruel ...
More terrible than any teacher they've ever met!
Mu Jingxing conditionedly found a box of colostrum from the bag.
This is his ‘standing medicine,’ which is a must-have for preventing Ruan Mengmeng from accidentally pulling his hands and spraining his feet.
I wanted to pick up one with my right hand and was shocked.
But looking down, seeing his numb and slightly swollen right hand, he could only sadly change to his left hand.
God, earth, come and save them!
Seriously, the cute owner is really terrible!
Ruan Mengmeng conducted spot checks and inspections from beginning to end.
Under her strong coercion policy, in just one weekend, the group of seven children with problems has almost completely memorized the ancient poems and classical Chinese that needed to be reviewed and recited in the entire senior three language.
"Very good, after the language is memorized, it will be geography, history, politics, biology ... Well, this is the reciting knowledge point I printed for you, and I will give you three days, whether you are in class or back home, after three days Start spot checks. "
Ruan Mengmeng will distribute the materials prepared in advance.
These knowledge points cover almost all the comprehensive sites and biological test papers, all the test sites.
She and Li Junyu asked her to organize the work together.
"This ... so many ... three days?" Mu Yan's eyes were straight.
Jing Fatty was anxious to faint himself, and fainted for three days and three nights.
With so many knowledge points, it is as thick as two dictionaries alive, and it took them three days to memorize them.
"People who fail the assessment are at their own risk. Those who successfully pass the assessment can take a day off this weekend, and they can play games at will in the next room. You have also seen that here is Yuyao Technology, not only the alliances and pesticides you like, There is a new online game under development. How is it, are you interested? "
Hehe, this is the welfare she got from Li Junyu's soft grinding.
Ruan Mengmeng called for welfare in the morning, and Li Junyu kissed the little red mouth, and asked them.
Interested, why not!
As long as they can rest for a day and let them breathe, they are willing to carry ten dictionaries.

Monday, school day.
The limited-edition Maybach sports car was replaced with a military Hummer.
On the way to school, the front and rear seats have been raised by the driver.
In the back seat, Ruan Mengmeng was being forced to the corner by Li Junyu.
A domineering alcove, the man's slender and powerful arms propped up on the leather backrest behind her.
Ruan Mengmeng's petite body was instantly imprisoned by a man perfectly.
In the space of persecution, all his breath belongs.
He lowered his eyes and stared at the pink lips of the little milk cat, saying, "Why didn't you finish the toast for breakfast?"