"Martial arts. ”

"Martial arts?"

Han Dong sat on the seat, frowning and pondering.

He held the black carbon pen to draw crooked trajectories, drawing repeated circles in the narrow space of the test paper.

The so-called martial arts is a way of survival that has been handed down since ancient times, and it is the art of killing and warfare...... But Han Dong was a little skeptical, what use could he use with his physical strength alone?

In terms of current technology.

A pistol, a missile, or a speeding car can easily kill a martial artist. Who can withstand a vehicle impact? Who can stop a bullet or even a missile?

Wait a minute!

Han Dong was suddenly stunned.

Memories of his past life flashed in his mind, flickering terrifying speculations.

"In my previous life, I used to look through the built-in news window of my browser and saw some bizarre and ridiculous anecdotes. For example, diving bare-handed to fight a murderous crocodile, or jumping off the top of a tall mountain...... At the time, I thought it was all eye-catching fake news. ”

After all, there are few words on the Internet that confirm it. ”

"But if those things can exist, why can't martial arts go beyond imagination?"

Han Dong squinted.

Smack.

He closed the cap of the black carbon pen and pressed his fingers on the test paper, thinking: "As far as high school students are concerned." In high school, there are normal college entrance examination students, art students and martial arts students, which is a suspicion and a proof of the power of martial arts!"

After all, talents such as dancing, singing, and acting can indeed be used as a lifelong career and contribute cultural strength to the economy and society.

But what is the use of a martial arts student?

Or in other words, what is the use of martial arts? Martial arts, which is nothing more than the practice of sharpening the body, why can it affect high school students?

Notice.

Students are the foundation of society's future.

How can martial arts interfere with and even enter the student body and have a huge impact?

Moreover, as a first-class university, it is rushing to admit martial arts students with excellent results in the additional test...... It is conceivable that the social status of martial arts students is very high!

This is extremely unreasonable.

Han Dong's heart began to beat rapidly, and he said secretly: "Martial arts can't strengthen the economy, let alone interfere in politics...... Since martial arts can have such a status, maybe practicing martial arts can really have incredible power!"

"Could it be a joke circulating on the Internet...... Is it true that one man fights the armored regiment alone?"

Han Dong couldn't help but take a breath.

There is hope, there is light, there is motivation!

"Good. ”

"Today, Thursday, Friday, Saturday and two more days of classes. I'll go home today to check the relevant information of martial arts students, and then go to the practice ground for martial arts students to see if I can join them. ”

......

During the end of class.

Han Dong put down the black carbon pen and looked at Gu Yuanliang at the same table.

As in his memory, Gu Yuanliang's face was a little darkened, and his body was thin, although he was half a head taller than Han Dong when he sat on the chair, setting off a tall man of 1.85 meters. His eyes were still bright and clear, but there was some complaint.

"Han Dong. ”

Gu Yuanliang complained: "You didn't help me just now." We've had a friendship at the same table for more than a year, and you're too cruel. ”

Han Dong hurriedly said, "I was just thinking about something, let's talk about what Teacher Jiang asked...... I forgot about it too. ”

Gu Yuanliang complained: "This martial arts theory is only thirty points, what is the point of us ordinary students reciting it? Moreover, we are different from martial arts students, who can be admitted to a good university just by virtue of their martial arts grade. ”

Han Dong shook his head and was silent.

He was more and more sure of his guesses.

———

The senior high school building is four stories high and red and white.

At the end of school, it was 9:08 p.m., and Han Dong stood in front of the teaching building, looking at the brightly lit classrooms...... The dark night enveloped him, and also shrouded the bustling senior high school classmates.

"Senior year. ”

Han Dong exhaled.

Seeing this teaching building again, he had a thousand words frozen in his heart, but he couldn't express the chaotic mood at the moment.

There are memories of regrets, and there are joys and hesitations.

Normally, when he came back from rebirth, he should plunge headlong into the ocean of learning, frantically absorb the knowledge of the third year of high school, and face the college entrance examination after 99 days...... But no matter how good the college entrance examination results are, it doesn't mean anything to him.

What he wants is not his own success, but a family reunion.

"The lights on the two school buildings on the left, and the office building on the right, have long since been turned off. Only this senior high school building still has its lights on. Han Dong said secretly: "This light is the light that illuminates the third year of the Bitter Sea, but it's a pity that my path is not here." ”

Han Dong stood silently, hiding under the night.

The senior high school students who came and went were all bent on going home, and they didn't notice the strange Han Dong. Even if he noticed it, he only thought that Han Dong made some strange moves because of too much pressure on his studies.

A moment later.

Smack.

Smack.

Han Dong walked quickly out of the school gate along the side of the senior high school teaching building.

Cars and bicycles are parked in front of the school. He looked at the traffic at the school gate, stunned, and then walked to the left and walked on the road home.

At this time, a voice came: "Yo, Han Dong." ”

A sturdy boy with a fluffy textured hairstyle, with a cigarette in his mouth, swallowed clouds and spitted fog, squinted his eyes, and said hello to Han Dong.

"Hi. ”

Han Dong smiled slightly, didn't stop, and walked straight over. He was in a hurry to go home, and besides, he didn't have any impression of the boy, and he didn't know the boy's name at all, so he could only smile politely back.

"Tsk. ”

The corners of the boy's mouth pulled unnaturally, obviously stunned. He took a deep breath of cigarette, and his eyelids fluttered: "This Han Dong has a temper? This gives him the ability to pretend in front of me, which is amazing." ”

"It's amazing. ”

He shook his head and tilted his head to look at Han Dong's back.

"Gao Yang, you snuff out my cigarette!" the security guard at the school gate shouted at the boy. How can you smoke casually at the school gate?

The key is that Gao Yang is still wearing a blue and white school uniform, which is even more conspicuous.

"Good. ”

Gao Yang nodded, shook his hand and threw away the cigarette butt, as if he didn't care.

——

There is a slightly dilapidated narrow community about a kilometer away from Suzhou Senior Experimental High School.

This is Han Dong's home. To be exact, just a temporary home.

Because he is in his third year of high school this year, his parents have decided to rent a house near the school for the time being. In order to make Han Dong's senior year of high school easier, at least he won't waste too much time when he goes to and from school.

Smack.

Han Dong touched the dark, slowed down, and walked into the community.

Fortunately, there are also some lights in the community, coupled with the dim lights on the street, so that Han Dong can see clearly.

"Hmm. ”

"Even though I only lived here for a year...... But I vividly remember that a gray motorcycle was often locked at the door of the unit downstairs at home. ”

Motorcycle.

Dark gray color, relatively old motorcycle.

Han Dong looked around, found the motorcycle with deep memorization, and then compared the familiar appearance at the door of the unit building, and said with a low smile: "Fortunately, this motorcycle is here, otherwise I really can't remember it clearly." ”

Creak.

Han Dong took out the key, opened the old unit door, walked down the stairs to the fifth floor, and stopped in front of the security door on the left side of the fifth floor.

But he was suddenly stunned

"The smell of home. ”

"Yes...... This is the door, this is the taste. In my third year of high school that year, every time I came back, I could smell my mother's kelp pork rib soup, which was very fragrant. As long as I smell the smell of pork rib soup, I feel safe and have the courage to face the bitter sea of the third year of high school. ”

"The taste of pork rib soup that year is the taste of reunion and happiness, I can't forget it, I will never forget it. ”

Han Dong's eyes were red, and he almost cried.

He trembled and stretched out his hand and gently put it on the security door, but it was frozen on the spot, and he didn't dare to knock on the door.

Silent.

There was a silence.

The automatic sensor lights in the corridor have long been extinguished, and darkness envelops Han Dong, but it can't envelop his warm heart and fiery feelings.

Han Dong bit his lip until he bit out the blood, and then he stopped the urge to cry.

Knock knock.

He took a deep breath and knocked softly on the door.

There was a rush and slight footsteps inside, paused at the door, confirmed Han Dong's identity, and then opened the security door, revealing a gentle face of Hexi, who was Han Dong's mother Chen Shu.

"My son is back, come in. ”

Chen Shu greeted Han Dong, helped carry the schoolbag that was not too heavy, and said softly: "Your father went to the class reunion, and he won't go back to live here today." Xiaoqian just took a shower and fell asleep. Mom just finished cooking soup for you, do you want to eat anything more? ”

Between words.

Han Dong walked into the familiar house...... As soon as you enter the door, there is a living room, there is a bedroom on the left and right, and directly opposite the door is the kitchen, bathroom, and Han Dong's own bedroom.

Creak.

Chen Shu pushed open the door of Han Dong's bedroom and gently rested her son's schoolbag next to the door.

"No need Mom, I can drink less soup, it's easy to get sleepy if I eat too much...... Mom, Xiaoqian went to bed so early today?" Han Dong said softly.

He took off his blue and white school uniform and walked to the round dining table, where he sat gently on a dark red wooden chair...... He moved very lightly, worried about disturbing his sister Xiaoqian's sleep.

Chen Shu walked over, put her hands on the wooden chair on the other side of Han Dong, and chuckled: "Xiao Qian has been shouting to go out, take her out for a walk today, she is going crazy." ”

Han Dong nodded repeatedly.

He thought that he was going to see his former voice and smile again, but unexpectedly, his father Han Wenzhi went out to attend the class reunion, and his sister Xiaoqian also fell asleep early, but his mother Chen Shu was still waiting for him at home.

There is a sense of loss, but there is also peace, and it is even more inexplicably relieved.

Han Dong glanced at the room of his mother Chen Shu and his sister Xiaoqian, and then his eyes fell on the kelp pork rib soup in front of him.

The soup bowl was a little full, with several pieces of kelp floating on it, and it was clearly visible that there were several ribs inside.

Shh

He took a sip of the soup bowl that had already been served, and chewed a thin piece of kelp, mixing the aroma of mellow pork rib soup, as if it was the most delicious food in the world, which made Han Dong's heart warm.

Shh Shh

Han Dong took a sip, holding the porcelain bowl in both hands, not daring to speak. He was afraid that as soon as he opened his mouth, he could not hold back his tears, and joy and remembrance merged in his heart, and there was a stream called happiness, which flowed in the depths of his soul and filled his chest.

"Drink slowly, don't rush. Chen Shu shook her head, her face was slightly tired, and sat on the wooden chair on Han Dong's side.

......

Night had fallen completely, and it was twelve o'clock.

Cluck, cluck.

The hanging clock in the bedroom, the hands of which rotate in a grid, emits a regular sound, rendering an extremely silent atmosphere.

Mom fell asleep.

Sister Xiaoqian has already fallen asleep.

Dad Han Wenzhi also went out to attend a class reunion and stayed in the original house tonight.

"Martial arts student. ”

Han Dong stared at the desktop computer in front of him, querying the news one by one.

This computer is a computer specially prepared by his father Han Wenzhi for his third year of high school. You can only look up information online. As for operations such as playing games and watching videos, the computer will be short-circuited and then restarted, which is also the experience that Han Dong explored at the beginning.

"Martial arts. ”

Han Dong's face flashed with a hint of determination...... Tomorrow he must try this path, because according to the few words on the Internet, he is sure that martial arts definitely have incredible power.

"So. ”

"Check again...... You !! these things," Han Dong's eyes narrowed. His immature and green face flashed a trace of hideousness, and he held the mouse tightly with his right palm, clicked it in the search box, and then type-

"Demons and monsters!"