The president is with her political enemies [Interstellar]

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Cynthia said: "She claims to be a teaching assistant, but I don't quite believe it. The watch she is wearing is Dahl's new summer model this year. There is no replica version yet. I have learned that the watch is 200 million imperial pounds. Now Is a teaching assistant that rich?"

"You looked so carefully?" Tang obviously didn't agree with his daughter's statement.

Cynthia pouted, "I saw her shaking my hand, wait a minute...Dad, put the gun down!"

Tang retracted the gun, and said with a smirk: "I just hope that the other party is not a playboy playing with my daughter's feelings."

"It was a young lady who was both pretty and serious."

Tang was even more worried, because his sister Lin De was also beautiful and serious back then.

He put the gun in Cynthia's hand, "Hey, shoot if something happens, Dad can hold it."

"Dad, this is not an alliance." Cynthia said.

Tang sighed and said, "Protect yourself well, you know?"

Cynthia looked at the gun in her hand, and then thought of Siddiger's tall and thin figure. Who should be worried?

"I see." Cynthia said helplessly.

"Where are you going to wait for her?"

"Find a hotel."

"hotel?!"

"Do you want me to wait for her in this mansion that hosts Union officials?"

Tang weighed it over and over again, and found the person in charge of the reception here, and found a hotel for Cynthia that he thought was very safe.

It was only when Cynthia arrived that she realized that the hotel was opposite the police station.

Cynthia: "..."

She didn't send Sid Digger the address until she had packed all her clothes.

When Siddiger found this place, he was also surprised by the officer who was patrolling with guns outside the door.

She looked up at the normal building, what exactly is this place?

Cynthia put pens and books on the table, and immediately went to open the door after hearing the knock.

"Tracey!" She almost threw herself into the opponent's arms, "You're really here!"

Sid Digger didn't notice when the other party changed his address at all, and said, "Are you alone?"

"Yes, otherwise, wouldn't I be with that old man?" Cynthia said with a smile, "Please sit down, I'll pour tea."

Sid Digger said: "No, let's start directly."

She found it odd that she was standing in the doorway of a hotel room saying that.

Cynthia said: "Okay, let's start."

Sid Digger noticed something subtle when he hung up his coat and went into the bedroom, "You were reading just now?"

Cynthia smiled and said, "Of course." She handed over the reader.

Sid Digger said, "Use this?"

"right."

"With a dead battery?" I can't even turn on the screen.

Cynthia's smile froze, and she said, "There was obviously still electricity just now."

Sid Digger really wanted to expose her, the reader would no longer be used to protect the battery when the battery was below 5.00%, and if it really ran out of battery, it was impossible for Cynthia not to know.

"Let's charge it first." Siddig returned the reader to her.

"Okay." Cynthia went to find the charger.

Sid Digger felt that it was subtle because there was no trace of people living in this room, and all the places kept the hotel's very deliberate cleanliness...except for the chuáng that Cynthia rolled several times.

"Let me borrow the bathroom." Siddig pointed to her hand. She was hit by a little girl holding an ice cream when she came in just now. Although she didn't dirty her clothes, her hands were sticky and very uncomfortable.

"As you wish." Cynthia called room service.

The bathroom is even more so, there are no toilet utensils.

Sid Digger wiped his hands and touched his bag.

There, there's a pulse gun.

The author has something to say: Reply about Feng and Jian together, in the extra episode.

Thanks to the diamond little angel for the grenade.

Thanks gnocchi cherub for mine.

Thank you little angel Mu Xi for the grenade.

Thank you Nanke cherub for mine.

☆. In those years, the plays we acted together II

Cynthia sat on the bed and waited for Siddiger.

"I also brought one," Cynthia raised the reader in her hand, "let's get started."

Sid Digger nodded, and just as she stepped into the bedroom, the door of the room rang.

She looked at Cynthia.

Cynthia got out of bed and ran to open the door. After a while, she pushed a dining car in.

Sid Digger said: "Eating while studying affects thinking."

Cynthia took a bite of a piece of toast and said vaguely, "How much impact?"

She held the plate of strawberry cake to Sid Digger, "Do you want it?"

"no thank you."

Cynthia swallowed the toast, scooped up another spoonful of cake, and said, "Get what you want, if you don't want to eat, call room service."

"Thank you," Siddiger picked up the reader, "let's get started."

Cynthia immediately put down the cake, "Wait a minute, I'll take the notebook."

"Which part of history does your father pay more attention to?" Siddig glanced at the catalog just now, and found that the final version was different from the version she read back then, and about [-] pages of content were added.

Cynthia took the small notebook, thought for a while, and said thoughtfully: "I don't know."

Sid Digger's hand that turned the page paused, "Then you can only memorize it all."

"Full back?!" Cynthia couldn't believe it.

"Yes, all back." Sid Digger said, she also carried a pen, which was clipped in the pocket of her jacket, and she took off her coat, and Cynthia saw it.

The pen is pitch black, except for a silver eagle engraved on the barrel.

At least 20 antique pens.thought Cynthia.

Don had one of these pens, but she broke the nib.

Now she is more and more sure that Siddig is not a teaching assistant, or if she is really a teaching assistant, this cannot be her job.

Cynthia looked at her with her face in her hands.

Really, it's getting more interesting.

Siddig looked at the reading device intently, with her head down, a few strands of red hair hanging by her ears, and her slender fingers turning pages.

"Don't look at me," said Sid Digger, "read."

Cynthia said innocently: "It's with you."

Sid Digger gave her the reading device, "I downloaded the key questions from the past years, and your father should also draw the questions from it. Even if not, the type is not too different."

Cynthia blinked, "Thank you." She took it.

"Two of 140?" She lost her voice.

"Well, there are fifty more that I don't think are practical."

"Well," Cynthia managed to find her smile, "I have to do one question on each paper until next year."

"Key questions." Sid Digger pointed to the part in red, "do this."

Cynthia turned a page and found that most of them were densely packed with red letters, and only a few of them were in black.

Next page, all of it.

Next page, all of it.

Cynthia said bitterly: "I really can't finish it."

Sid Digger pondered: "How about this, I will pick key questions for you, I will dictate, you will answer, and then I will explain."

Cynthia said: "Okay."

Siddiger put down his reader and said, "During the negotiations before the blood moon coup, why did Natis I's sister, Duke Karen, suddenly shoot?"

Cynthia thought for a while, then said cautiously, "Go...did it go off?"