Supernatural Rebirth Genius Girl Diviner

Yang Zixi was happy and broke, holding the computer refused to let go.

Yang Qing really needed a laptop. The school started a new curriculum reform. With the electrified teaching room, the principal emphasized at the faculty meeting that I hope everyone can keep pace with the times. Study courseware production to increase students' enthusiasm and curiosity in class.

These days, he also thought about buying a computer, but did not expect his daughter to buy him back.

He was happy and glad, but this laptop, at a glance, knew it was expensive.

"Niu Niu, what do you buy such an expensive computer? And also buying three, it is too wasteful of money." He accused.

"That is, computers ca n’t be eaten for meals. What do you buy? Why do n’t you buy a massager for grandpa if you have money? I saw other old men say that there is a massage bed at home. Usually, massage is like happiness. Interjected aside.

"Grandpa, don't worry, I'll buy it for you and grandma later." Yang Zimei said softly.

Yang Bai listened and split his mouth.

In the elderly club, many people know that his granddaughter is the genius maid. Because of this granddaughter, he is highly respected in it, and everyone is greeted enthusiastically, so that his vanity is greatly satisfied.

Yang Qing shook his head helplessly.

The more money Yang Zimei made, the higher the tone, and he was worried.

However, she was unable to control her.

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Back in the room, Yang Zimei also turned on the computer. According to the instructions, he explored some of its functions and found that it was not difficult to understand. In half an hour, he could roughly understand what was going on.

Tomorrow, she is going to apply for a network cable at Telecom. In this case, she can also become a network expert.

Thinking of this, she couldn't help but smile slightly.

"What are you laughing at? Do you miss me?" A head suddenly snapped out the window and whispered softly.

Yang Zimei looked back and saw Long Zhutian still biting a rose in her mouth, jumping in with her hands on the windowsill.

She glared at him, "Who misses you any time!"

"Have no time for me? Who do you have time for?" Long said deliberately, every day.

"No one wants you."

"Then I'm jealous!"

"Yeah!" Yang Zimei couldn't help laughing, "Is there anyone so jealous?"

"How do you be jealous?"

"I don't know." Yang Zimei rolled his eyes, "I have to ask you, anyway, I haven't been jealous, and I won't allow you to give me vinegar!"

"That's natural. In my eyes and in my heart, there is only you. If you want to be jealous, there is no chance." Long looked at her day by day, and in her narrow eyes, only her reflection existed.

Yang Zimei's face turned slightly red, took the rose in his hand, stood up, replaced the nearly swollen rose in the vase, and inserted the newly bloomed one.

"New computer?"

Dragon's fingers fiddled with the computer randomly and asked.

Yang Zi nodded, "Buy online to learn English."

"Learn English with me."

"Do you speak English?" Yang Zimei was skeptical.

"Living in the United States for ten years." Long finished speaking day by day, a few authentic American English popped out of his mouth.

Yang Zimei's English listening is not very good, and I don't understand what he said, but those English words and sentences were read out by Long with a low magnetic voice, and she was fascinated by the unspeakable **** charm, which made her all fascinated. Already.