Starting from the Zhang family of the stolen pen to start the disco therapy

Chapter 329 Ah!!! I’m only 26!!!

Wu Xiaogou felt sad when he saw Zhang Chulan was about to break apart, but he had his brother.

If the little brother had been nice to him, he wouldn't have been so miserable!!

For the first time, Wu Xiaogou felt that he was so lucky. Although he had such a weird physique and such an unreliable uncle, he had a little brother! !

Hey hey hey!!

"What should I do? Brother Wu!! I'm scared!" Zhang Chulan got in touch with Wu Xiaogou and felt that Wu Xiaogou was such a clean person, worldly-wise but not worldly-wise. This type of person was extremely rare in the Zhang family.

Rare, especially, normal level!!

So Zhang Chulan especially hopes that Senior Wu Xiaogou can give him some advice!! It can help him avoid a few years of detours!! After all, with Sister Baoer there, the detours can be straightened out!!

Wu Xiaogou touched his chin. He looked at the remaining rice in the bowl and thought carefully. He couldn't let the little brother take in another one, right? ?

Huh? No!

Sister Baoer is very protective of her food, and she would definitely be unhappy if she knew.

Most importantly, Wu Xiaogou doesn’t want to share Xiaoge with others!!

In this case, Wu Xiaogou could only continue to collect some intelligence information: "Do you have any connections that you can get close to? What about Longhu Mountain?"

Zhang Chulan scratched his face. Although he was thick-skinned, he was still young and not that thick-skinned.

"I have to call you Master, Master."

Wu Xiaogou slapped his thigh and said, "Hasn't this found a breakthrough? Zhang Tianshi likes playing games the most. You should practice more. His account name will be "Under One Person, Supreme Master". Then you can build a relationship with him in the game first."

Zhang Zhiwei's hobby is well known to everyone in the Zhang family, and he urges the Zhang family to hold an e-sports league every year.

"But I can't access any game pods at all." Zhang Chulan said awkwardly, "Besides, I have to do my homework until 10:30 every night."

Wu Xiaogou had also gone through this stage, so he naturally knew how much homework he had to do every day. He racked his brains for a long time and said, "How about I help you write... a little?"

Aren’t minors’ homework easy to do? ?

But Wu Xiaogou never expected that it was not that he could not do these homeworks, but that his method of solving the problems was too advanced and did not match the answers.

Just like using advanced math methods to solve problems in elementary school...

Wu Xiaogou was at a loss, and was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot. Suddenly, he had an idea and realized something very important: "If you can learn a foreign language, you can just learn the parts you don't understand. Why can't you learn math?"

So, Wu Xiaogou worked overnight to prepare a plan for the Scanning Problem Solver.

Early the next morning, Zhang Chulan, who had been playing games all night, yawned continuously and went to school listlessly.

Wu Xiaogou's eye bags were almost falling to the ground. He looked at the rising sun, climbed onto the bed weakly, and began to catch up on his sleep.

Then Zhang Chulan came to the school, opened the exercise book and found that half of it was not done yet, and there was a plan at the bottom.

Finally, Wu Xiaogou and Zhang Chulan were assigned a big job by Zhang Haike, and together they developed a scanning learning king.

Zhang Chulan, who was less than ten years old, had already experienced the pain of working people. As the early hours approached, he asked himself, "What's the difference between this and staying up late to study?"

Why is my life so miserable?

Wu Xiaogou took a sip of bitter coffee and encouraged himself: "We will suffer for a while, but this software can save so many students who are struggling in the ocean of learning!!"

Zhang Chulan chewed mint candy to refresh himself, his eyes dull: "Brother Wu, will staying up late make me not grow taller?"

Wu Xiaogou froze with the coffee cup in his hand: "..."

Wu Xiaogou glanced at Zhang Chulan, the only remaining conscience in his heart awakened his kindness: "You should go to sleep first, you are still so young!!"

If he really can't grow taller, how can he explain it to Sister Baoer? ?

Zhang Chulan did not refuse. He was too sleepy to do any of that nonsense. The moment he fell on the bed, he fell asleep.

However, although Wu Xiaogou knew that children should not stay up late, he did not expect that he would fall ill after staying up late at his age! !

Even when Wu Xiaogou looked at himself in the mirror and felt sorry for himself, he suddenly realized that his skin was dull and lifeless, there were fine lines around his eyes, and he looked several years older.

“Ah!!!!! I’m only twenty-six!!!”

Zhang Qilin stood at the door holding the medicine, watching Wu Xiaogou falling into uncontrollable anxiety about his appearance, and suddenly realized something - Wu Xiaogou will grow up and get old!

This realization made Zhang Qilin a little dazed, but after a moment, he adjusted his mindset. Longevity is not a problem in the Zhang family.

The only thing he needed to consider was whether Wu Xiaogou's physique could hold up.

After all, even getting a tattoo can be life-threatening.

(Grindelwald: Please don't question my professionalism!! No one has died on the operating table in all these years!! No matter if it's a human or a dog!! No one will die!!)

When Wu Xiaogou saw Zhang Qilin come in, he managed to regain his composure. He pretended to pick up the medicine and took a big sip. It still had the familiar taste. He tried his best to stop the urge to vomit.

He swallowed it hard.

Wu Xiaogou felt that his whole being had been elevated a lot.

After recovering from his illness, Wu Xiaogou started to take care of his face, which seemed a bit unnecessary for the Zhang family.

Feng Baobao applied the facial mask to Wu Xiaogou. She looked up and down, left and right, and carefully examined Wu Xiaogou's face. She came to a conclusion: "You are really old."

It's not soft tofu, it's old tofu!!

An arrow to the chest!!

Wu Xiaogou covered his chest. He didn't care about anything anymore. He immediately washed his face and started applying the facial mask according to the instructions.

"If this doesn't work, I'll have to continue taking bitter medicine."

Feng Baobao took out a few boxes of powder and said seriously, "I see a lot of people use it. When you put it on your face, you become much more beautiful immediately. You can try it."

Although Wu Xiaogou was touched by Feng Baobao's concern, he decided not to put on makeup because he thought he did not have the patience to do so.

When he first learned the art of disguise, he didn't have any talent at all. Such a high-end thing as makeup should be left to those high-end people.

It's fine to ask him to restore cultural relics, but forget about asking him to disguise himself. Don't ask, because if you ask, he's just clumsy! !