"I can't do it," Xiang Xi laughed, "I... can't learn it."

He even made it through the pinyin because he had to type. English was too far away for him, but...

"Is there any other class? Apart from English, flower arrangements, etc." Xiang Xi asked again.

"There are so many, why don't you go and see it? There are so many in the Cultural Palace," said Zhang Xin. "Many people are going there."

"A lot of people?" Xiang Xi lowered his head and ate a bite of the meal.

"Yes, I'll improve myself a little bit." Yu Baoquan said, and took the book and started reading it.

Xiang Xi usually eats very slowly, and she eats while chatting, but today she eats very quickly. After a few bites, she goes to change He Xiaoru who is still standing at the cashier.

Standing behind the cashier, his mood was a little erratic.

Training class?

Can you learn English, learn flower arrangement, and there are many other things?

Anyone can sign up?

Then can you go there yourself?

What do you learn by yourself?

Primary school Chinese? Primary school mathematics? Primary school English?

Do you want to go and have a look?

All afternoon, Xiang Xi was immersed in an excited, nervous and uneasy mood.

He didn't know his direction, except moving forward.

But Yu Baoquan's words "improve yourself" made him suddenly feel a little excited. In addition to moving forward, he should also "improve".

But how to improve and what to improve?

If it were the past, he knew very well what he should improve, including baggage-out, fraudulent, escape, and police hiding... there are so many.

But now I'm a little confused.

After get off work, he ate a bowl of noodles in the small noodle restaurant next to him, went back to the store to order the goods in the warehouse, then walked out, and walked around the green path in the neighborhood next to him. When he met a dog walking, he teased the dog. Seeing that it was past nine-thirty, he called Cheng Boyan.

Cheng Boyan reads books, various books, and a lot of information every night. In the past, he only thought that Cheng Boyan was really a good doctor. Now, thinking about it, this is also improving. He thinks that maybe Cheng Boyan can tell him what he should improve.

"Hey?" When Cheng Boyan answered the phone, the sound was a little noisy.

"Are you busy? If you are busy, I will call you later." Xiang Xi said immediately. Since he called last time and met Cheng Boyan in the operating room, he was afraid that the phone would be incorrect.

"It's okay, I'm a little busy, I'll call you later." Cheng Boyan said.

"Oh." Xiang Xi responded, and Cheng Boyan quickly hung up the phone.

Xiang Xi walked along the path two more times, and when he was about to walk back to the supermarket, Cheng Boyan called.

"I don't know you're busy," Xiang Xi answered the phone, "Isn't it delayed?"

"No," Cheng Boyan smiled, "It's not important, what's wrong?"

"I don't have anything important to do...I just want to ask," Xiang Xi scratched his head, "How do you think I want to improve myself?"

"Improve?" Cheng Boyan was stunned, "What does it mean?"

"I just want to learn something except to recognize words?" Xiang Xi hesitated, "My colleagues are all learning, saying that they are improving themselves, one learns flower arrangement and the other learns English."

"That's it," Cheng Boyan laughed, "What do you want to learn?"

"How could I know," Xiang Xi sighed, "I don't seem to know anything. I have read many books with a person. If you ask him what kind of books he likes, he can say them, but he doesn't even know a single person. If you ask him, it would be strange if he can know."

Cheng Boyan smiled for a long time: "Then how did they learn? Are they enrolling in classes?"

"Yes," Xiang Xi said immediately, "as far as the Cultural Palace is concerned, it is said that it is a lot of training classes, you can apply for it at will."

"How about this," Cheng Boyan thought for a while, "I have time on Saturday, go and see what classes I want to sign up for?"

"Are you going with me?" Xiang Xi raised his head as soon as he heard this. He originally wanted to go alone, but he was quite unconfident, afraid that he would not understand it. After Cheng Boyan said this, he immediately became at ease.

"Well, I'm still afraid that you can't understand the words." Cheng Boyan said.

"I know a lot, let alone accompanying my dad... Mom is going to the supermarket or department store." Xiang Xi laughed twice.

After confirming that after going to the Cultural Palace on Saturday, Xiang Xi has been thinking about improving for several days.

Zhang Xin and Yu Baoquan, the two of them enrolled in completely different classes. He felt that the types of enrollment were divided into different types. One was Zhang Xin, who was mainly for the sake of interest and liked to arrange flowers and learn whenever he had time.

One is to protect the money, learn something to find a better job.

Xiang Xi felt that he should be in the type of preservation. His current situation is not yet in a state of learning and playing for fun. Although the job in the supermarket is already good for him, he still hopes that he can make more money. He dare not think about houses, cars, etc., but at least he has to pay back Cheng Boyan's money, be able to afford a new computer and rent a comfortable house. When Cheng Boyan celebrates his birthday, he can give him a gift that is more expensive than a lollipop.

Thinking of lollipops... I don’t know if the lollipop I sent back last time was eaten or thrown away.

I thought about this for a day.

Cheng Boyan drove over on Saturday morning. He jumped into the car and couldn't help asking for the first time: "I sent you a lollipop last time...what's wrong with your arm?"

Cheng Boyan had a bandage wrapped around his left arm. Xiang Xi was surprised. Cheng Boyan's hand was injured when he was hospitalized. This was the second time, obviously worse than the last time. His eyes widened: "What's wrong with your arm? What's going on?"

"The lollipop is in the refrigerator." Cheng Boyan replied with a smile, turning the car off.

"Who asked you about lollipops! I'm asking you about your arms!" Xiang Xi shouted.

"You just asked," Cheng Boyan sighed, "I still haven't heard of this voice..."

"Are you knocked down or someone else?" Xiang Xi asked again after closing his voice.

"It's okay, it's not serious," Cheng Boyan said very easily. "When someone was on duty, someone fought and went to the emergency room, so I went there. He ran too fast and didn't notice that the man had a knife on his hand, so he scratched it."

"Is the hole deep?" Xiang Xi frowned, thinking about it and glared: "Ah! Was it when I called you that day?"
Chapter completed!