President’s Exclusive Alchemist

Just as Li Jiahua wondered if he would go out and find someone to help him, fearing that he might not care about Ming Wuxiang alone, Ming Wuxiang who was lying on the bed suddenly took a deep breath and suddenly sat up from the bed.

The sudden movement of Ming Wuxiang scared Li Jiahua, who was watching him cautiously on the side, and stepped back subconsciously. After reacting, the tone of his mouth was subconsciously cautious.

"Ming Wuxiang, Master Dao, that, are you okay?"

Although he was immersed in his own thoughts, Li Jiahua was aware of all his actions. Raising his hand and rubbing the facial muscles that had been tensed all night, he turned his head to Li Jiahua, who was worried about him, and said, "It's okay, I'm fine with your father."

Ming Wuxiang regrets why he didn't come back earlier. In fact, he also understands that being able to return to this world again is already blessed by God. He couldn't die twice after he died. It's really smoke from the ancestral tomb. How could he complain.

The dead are gone, and the living who stayed in this world stay alive, which is the greatest reward for those who care about themselves.

Thinking of this, Ming Wuxiang raised his head and looked towards it, it can be said that there is something he hasn't seen in nearly a hundred years. The memories of getting along with each other for more than 20 years, even if the world of cultivating immortals is blocked by a hundred years, it is so clear in retrospect.

Li Jiahua at the bedside heard Ming Wuxiang's response in the same tone as usual. He just breathed a sigh of relief, and met the suspected nostalgic look at the other party. Li Jiahua didn't know what to say for a while. I haven't seen each other for more than a month, how come this fellow Dao has become so weird...

Perceiving the change in the other person's eyes, Ming Wuxiang coughed, and put away the nostalgia in his eyes in a serene manner.

"Ahem, I'm going to register today, what time?" Some things Ming Wuxiang still remember, but some trivial things were forgotten, and the exposed emotions were restrained, Ming Wuxiang directly broke the topic.

"Nine o'clock, but the old class asked us who came back to school early at 8 o'clock to help move the new book or something." Li Jiahua didn't have any strange questions. After answering, he still asked a little uncertainly, "You really didn't problem?"

"Really not, wait for us to go together." The third-year class clearly remembered that it was on the fifth floor of the new teaching building. As for the appearance of the class teacher, it was a bit vague, and it was more convenient to be with Li Jiahua.

"Okay, I asked, the dining hall was opened this morning, so you don't have to go outside to the snack street to buy food. There is plenty of time."

The food in the second middle school canteen tastes very good, with all the flavors of the world, and there will never be dark dishes like fried tomato moon cakes. It is rumored that the canteen is so powerful because the principal is trying to fight the No. 1 Middle School. As for whether or not, the No. 2 Middle School students don’t care, as long as the food is good.

The snack street in the mouth of Li Jiahua is a local specialty food street two blocks away from the back door of the second middle school campus. There is no shortage of sweets, desserts, barbecues, etc., and the price is not expensive. It is quite famous in the flower market.

Hearing that he was about to be in class at eight o'clock, Ming Wuxiang didn't stay in bed again, changed his clothes and went to the balcony to clean up.

The student dormitory of No. 2 Middle School is a quadruple room, with a separate bathroom and toilet, and a small balcony. Air conditioning, water heater, water dispenser, washing machine, etc. are all equipped, comparable to small apartments. As for why the school has made such a large heavy copy, please refer to the gossip above.

Good for yourself, Ming Wuxiang and Li Jiahua closed the door of the dormitory. Although it is the time for students to sign up today, it is still early. They don’t need to line up to buy breakfast in the dining hall. They eat at a fast pace. It's ten minutes to get to the third (five) class of high school.

It was said that it was meeting at eight o'clock. When the two approached and saw that the door of the classroom had been opened, there was a middle-aged man with a bald head sitting on the podium and watching the handout intently.

"Old class, happy new year." Li Jiahua saw the middle-aged man sitting on the podium in the classroom and greeted him warmly.

The middle-aged person is Tao Tong, the class teacher of Ming Wuxiang's third grade (five) class. Teacher Tao gets along well with the students in his class, and can make some innocent jokes, but if he is stricter, he can also hold down the naughty eggs in the class.

Hearing a greeting from the door, Teacher Tao put down the handout in his hand and turned to look at it. Seeing that Li Jiahua and Ming Wuxiang arrived so early, there was a smile on their faces, "Happy new year." After a moment of gaze on Ming Wuxiang, he was one of the favorite people in Li Jiahua's class. Joked.

"Student Li Jiahua, the New Year holiday has passed. Your grades dropped a bit last semester. There is still half a year left before the college entrance examination. You can't relax. Did you review the exercises during the New Year? How did you do the exercises?"

"Don't don't, the little ones are wrong, please let them go." Li Jiahua's academic performance is not bad, in the class is at the upper-middle level, with a sweet mouth, he is righteous and makes friends quite widely.

It's just that in the eyes of the teacher, Li Jiahua is good, but his temper is too jumpy, and he will sharpen his temper if he has the opportunity.

Ming Wuxiang, who was on the side, watched Li Jiahua begging for mercy by Teacher Tao, his mouth couldn't help showing a smile.

Although the future development of Faxiao is not rich and expensive, the achievements are not low. After graduating from university, I started in business and started a company with a registered capital of tens of millions. He was asked to join him back then, but he was declined by Ming Wuxiang.

Ming Wuxiang is that his family knows about his family affairs. Li Jiahua will invite him to join it because of righteousness, but his ability can't help Li Jiahua. Instead of dragging down the hair, it is better to be an off-site supporter quietly.

After Teacher Tao teased Li Jiahua, he turned to look at Ming Wuxiang, who was standing on the side with a faint smile on his face, raised his hand and patted his shoulder, and exclaimed with concern: "If you have anything to do in life and study, Ming Wuxiang Don’t hold it alone, remember to come to the teacher. Don’t look at the teacher’s middle age, there is no generation gap with you young people."

Teacher Tao knows what happened in the Wuxiang family. The child has just grown up, and the only elder in the family has left. It must be a big blow to the child.

The words that Teacher Tao cares about made Ming Wuxiang only feel soft in his heart. At the same time, he also remembered that Teacher Tao had said the same thing to himself back then. It's just that I was a little bit arrogant back then, and on the surface it said it was okay, and the bad emotions were all over my heart.

The most obvious manifestation is reflected in learning. The grades that were similar to those of Li Jiahua fell to the middle and lower, and the university was only admitted to a third-rate school. After graduating from university, Ming Wuxiang woke up, but the time wasted will not come back.

Fortunately to be able to start again at the turning point in his life, this time Ming Wuxiang will never be like himself again. Not to mention the extra experience in the world of cultivating immortals, the golden fingers in his hands are destined to be inactive in his life.

"Thank you, teacher, for your concern. Although my grandfather is gone, I will try my best to fulfill his expectations of me and enter Yanhuang University."

Seeing that Ming Wuxiang's expression was not like falsehood, Teacher Tao was relieved a lot. When he heard that Ming Wuxiang's goal was to enter Yanhuang University, he couldn't help but look sideways.

But it’s a good thing to have a goal. Although the goal is very difficult, Mr. Tao doesn’t really believe that Ming Wuxiang can be admitted to Yanhuang University. She still encourages him, “This goal is very good, but with your current grades, you can’t let go. , Work hard."

Li Jiahua's reaction was even more direct. He clasped one hand on Ming Wuxiang's neck and cried out strangely: "Master Dao, you are so good, you actually picked Yanhuang University."

Yanhuang University is the top university in Yanhuang. The students who graduated from it, even if they are unpopular majors, are also talents that various enterprises and institutions are vying for. This is true not only for domestic enterprises, but also for foreign companies.

It can be said that Yanhuang University is not only famous in Yanhuang State, but also has a reputation abroad. Although it is stipulated that only candidates from Yanhuang Country are admitted, there are still many foreign candidates of the right age who use various methods to get in in order to enter Yanhuang University. This shows how competitive Yanhuang University is for places.

Ming Wuxiang did not respond, looking at Li Jiahua who was hanging on him with a smile. Li Jiahua didn't know what was wrong, and suddenly felt a bit chilly. It happened that Teacher Tao saw that another classmate was coming and asked them to go to the academic office to move new books for the new semester.

Silently retracted the hand clasped on Ming Wuxiang's neck, rubbed the goose bumps on his arm, glanced at Fa Xiao who was walking by his side, and muttered: How could he think that the smile on the face of Master Dao was scary just now? .

There were not many classmates who arrived at the school early, but the academic office was not far away. On the first floor of the same building, six or seven young men were quick to move their new books into the classroom.

The registration time is said to be nine o'clock, and many students arrive early. As for the students who arrive early, they get the registration procedures and books before nine o'clock. Because Li Jiahua received an easy phone call from the dormitory at the same time, they asked them to wait in the classroom for him and Dong Zhiming. After signing up, everyone went to meet.

I haven't seen each other during a holiday, so Yi Xing misses them. Regarding the various proposals that Yi Xing, the rich second generation, often made, Li Jiahua had long been calm.

After asking Ming Wuxiang, he nodded and agreed to an easy arrangement.

Yi Xing and Dong Zhiming didn't let Ming Wuxiang and the others wait for long. After nine o'clock, the two saw the figure who was striding towards them with the background music. In contrast to someone's coquettishness, it was a little pitiful to follow the shy-faced young man beside him.

"Little Plum, Master Dao, Happy New Year, I haven't seen you for so long, do you miss your buddies?"

Compared to the tone that someone can turn a few turns, Ming Wuxiang and Li Jiahua turned their heads together silently, with an expression that we didn't know that guy.

"Hey, I'm still not a brother, I haven't seen you in just one holiday!" Seeing the actions of Ming Wuxiang, Yi Xing, the young man who walks coquettishly, immediately yelled.

Unlike Li Jiahua, the difference between Ming and Wu is a memory of a hundred years, but when he saw the other party's actions, the time gap seemed to no longer exist, and Li Jiahua looked at each other and joked.

"Oh, it turned out that Young Master Yi came here, disrespectful and disrespectful."

"Every time Young Master Yi appears, it makes people feel that Ye Ye is brilliant, and the two sunglasses with two can't stop the dazzling light."

"...You two are using me as an electric light bulb?" Yi Xing twitched his mouth and rolled his eyes as the two of them were flattering.

Ming Wuxiang and Li Jiahua gave him a smile, both exuding that you are so self-aware, which is really great.

"Puff." The three of them were funny, and it was Dong Zhiming who couldn't help but laugh. Seeing everyone looking at him, Dong Zhiming greeted the two Ming Wuxiang with a little embarrassment.

"Master Dao, Li Jiahua, Happy New Year."

"It's been a long time since Dongzi, and it's not a happy New Year." The two people's attitude towards Dong Zhiming and Yixing are two levels. Yixing didn't feel anything bad about it, "Don't tell me, I will sign up with Dongzi first, you two wait, I have a private room for a taste."

Yipinwei is a century-old restaurant in the flower market. Let's not talk about the taste of the food. The lowest price of the dishes above is three digits to know what level of restaurant it is.

"Yeah, it's a local tyrant who doesn't lose money, and the local tyrant waits to hold his thigh."

"Xing Xing Xing, wait for Brother to report your name, and hug your thighs." Easy walking with Dong Zhiming to the classroom, he waved his hand to Li Jiahua behind him casually.

Yi Xing and Dong Zhiming’s registration was quickly completed, and a group of four people walked to the school parking lot after they came out with the new book.

Yi Xing is the oldest in the dormitory, half a year older than Ming Wuxiang. He took the driver's license when he was an adult. In his words, it is not convenient to go anywhere without a car. It is also convenient to go out with friends if there is a car.

Yixing's father started from scratch and his home is in Yunshan City, next to the flower market. Although Yunshan City is not as good as the first-tier city of the Flower Market, it is just a bit worse. The development of Yijia is not small if it can occupy a seat in the business circle of Yunshan City.

With regard to his son’s classmates in the same dormitory, Dad Yi has known that his personalities are good, and more importantly, his son gets along with them, not because of various interests.

So when Yixing asked for money to buy a car, Yi's father did not refuse. Although the car is not a luxury car, it is very comfortable and has the highest safety factor among similar cars.

The car is good, but compared to Ming Wuxiang who is used to flying with swords in the world of Xiu Xian, I have not been in a car for so many years.

Easy to drive, but sometimes I sneak a glance at Ming Wuxiang who is sitting behind with Dong Zhiming through the rear mirror in the car, and notices that Ming Wuxiang doesn’t have any bad expressions on his face, and it’s similar to the one sitting in the co-drive Li Jiahua winked.

There was an accident in Ming Wuxiang's house, Li Jiahua had told Yixing, because he was worried that this unobtrusive guy would accidentally mention things that made Ming Wuxiang sad after school started.

Don't look at Yi Xing's exaggeration when he met them. The brother's special way of caring came from the back seat. Why didn't Ming Wuxiang know. Yi Xing was peeking at him, winking at Li Jiahua, how could the keen senseless Wuxiang not notice.

Looking sideways at the scenery passing behind the car window, how blind I was back then did I not notice the people around me who care about me.