Chapter 47
"It's so good, Lao Jiang is old."
After hanging up, Chu Feng went straight upstairs.
Chu Jianghe, the cheap father’s study, has many antique calligraphy and paintings, among which is an authentic piece of Wang Xizhi.
Although it is not the most famous Orchid Pavilion preface, it is also very valuable.
Chu Feng took off the copybook and prepared to leave.
After thinking about it, I came back and picked up a blank sheet of paper and wrote a sentence on it: "Father, I took this copybook as a gift. There is no thief in the house, so I don’t need to call the police."
Leaving the note in place, Chu Feng went out to Jiang Family.
"The real thing, this is really the real thing of Wang Xizhi!"
The moment Jiang Yuanshan saw the copybook, he was excited and dancing, unlike the old image of the past.
After a while, Fang came back to his senses from his joy: "Is this going to Jiangbei Province, are you sure?"
Chu Feng shrugged: "Do it I don’t know."
Jiang Yuanshan pondered for a moment, nodded and said: "I believe that you can create miracles and bring hope to everyone."
"No matter what, I I will try my best."
"Good job."
Jiang Yuanshan patted his shoulder and said, "I have already added your quota, half past eleven. Go to the airport to gather."
"Okay."
Chu Feng nodded agreed.
After leaving Jiang Family, Chu Feng parked his car on the side of the road.
Looking at the night outside the car window, he felt a little confused.
This is the most uncertain battle he has to fight since he wore a book.
Ye Chen holds the medicine recipe given to him by the masked man in his hand, and the medicine recipe does not specify it in it. Although he has seen the plot, he does not know which medicine it is.
Although he can reach the epidemic area a day earlier than Ye Chen, he has to develop a medicine recipe to control the epidemic in just one day. Is this easier said than done?
Besides, this virus is highly contagious, and medical staff have been infected.
This trip is not without risks.
Although in this mission world, impossible is dead in the true sense, even if it dies, it will only rewind.
But in that case, everything you did before is wasted.
This is no different from being reincarnated and reincarnated after death.
"In this battle, I can only win but not lose!"
Chu Feng clenched his fists.
Because whether it is rewinding or letting Ye Chen win the glory, his fate will be extremely miserable.
"Congratulations to the host for getting a good opinion of Qin Yixin and rewarding a thousand luck value."
The sound of system interrupted his thinking.
Chu Feng was taken aback.
Is this woman convulsed?
I didn't pay attention to her. Why did I suddenly feel good about her?
Chapter 30 The blossoms are worthy of being folded.
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Chu Feng didn't think much about Qin Yixin's sudden popularity.
Because he can guess the reason.
From the first day of wearing the book, he thought of the tricks to deal with Qin Yixin and deliberately alienated him and wanted to catch it.
Only in this way can she stimulate her curiosity and obtain luck value.
At this moment, I guess I saw some news about him on the Internet, so my goodwill suddenly increased.
Thinking of women, Chu Feng couldn't help but resurface the shadow of Su Qingqing.
The description of this girl in the original work is his most inked and also his own favorite character.
It can even be said that Su Qingqing is shaped according to his ideal woman.
This point is incomparable to other women.
Ding
WeChat sound suddenly sounded.
Chu Feng couldn’t help but smiled. It was from Su Qingqing: "What are you doing?"
I really wanted something, he replied: "In Miss you."
Su Qingqing hesitated for a moment: "I read it online, it is usually a scumbag who answers like you."
Chu Feng: ""
He speak frankly, why is he a scumbag?
This network joke is really harmful, do you have to say that you are only satisfied when you plan your ancestral grave?
"Scumbags are scumbags. Being a scumbag is also a kind of ability."
Su Qingqing made a pouting expression: "You said you are fat and you still breathe?"
Chu Feng put down his phone and drove towards the Internet cafe.
Su Qingqing held the phone and waited for a long time without a reply. He couldn't help but puffed up his mouth, feeling a little sour in his heart. What did this guy do?
Suddenly ran away in the middle of the conversation. It was too much to leave her alone here.
Looking at the night outside the window, she felt very uncomfortable.