Chapter 148: Eating Watermelon (Third Update!)
Jiangnan school, early morning, secluded woods.
Click.
Han Dong moved his slightly tired fists and feet, tiger and tiger, sometimes light, sometimes heavy and unpredictable.
"The effect of painting a mountain pile is extraordinary. ”
"It's a pity that you can practice at most three times a day, if you can practice for ten hours a day like the anode pile, I'm afraid you can advance to the martial arts realm in half a month. ”
Ponder for a moment.
He couldn't help but shake his head, comparing the anode pile with the painted mountain pile, like the light of the firefly and the light of the sun and the moon, and should not be compared.
"Hmm. ”
Han Dong took out his mobile phone, looked at the mobile phone screen, and Zhang Hao sent a QQ message: We have started military training, do you martial arts students also have to train.
Training?
He required neither military nor martial arts training.
These teachings by the master alone were enough for Han Dong to be used for a lifetime, and in addition to the degree of fusion, he also had to practice those five advanced techniques.
There is no point in sparring.
Han Dong planned to take Jiangnan City as the center and take on some tasks, and by the way, looking for gray air currents should also be included in the plan, and there was no room for slackness.
Smack.
A finger, carefully poking at the brand-new phone, typed slowly, for fear of repeating the events of the previous two days...... Because Han Dong will never forget, the mobile phone that he used for more than a year was blown up by himself.
The screen shattered on the spot and almost pierced through.
Smack.
Han Dong's control of the power in his body became more and more thorough, and he typed a sentence handily: "Actually, I envy you, it's really good to be able to participate in military training." ”
After two or three seconds, Zhang Hao replied, "Really?"
"Of course, I think military training can fully exercise the body and will. Han Dong replied: "It's a pity that I can't participate, who made me a martial arts student." ”
Wow!
Is there anyone in this world who wants military training?
Standing in the still scattered team, Zhang Hao glanced at the female instructors who gathered for the first time and were waiting for the roll call, and sent a picture of 'a cat holding a small furball', and gave advice: "In fact, you can take the initiative to apply for military training, and martial arts students can also participate in military training." ”
"Nope. Han Dong said.
"It's true, I don't lie to you. Zhang Hao looked at the screen with a serious face.
More than ten seconds passed.
The chat interface that is being typed all the time is displayed.,A sentence popped up: "Military training, girl, goodbye!"
......
Four hours later.
The sun rises above the horizon of high school, shining on the slightly cooler school, shining sultry, although it is already eleven o'clock at this time, but the military training of freshmen continues.
Click.
Click.
A series of noisy sounds of kicking and walking echoed through the school.
Facing the green tree road of a canteen, Han Dong waited quietly for Jiang Ling, in view of the strong request of the female driver and senior sister Jiang Ling, he had to take Jiang Ling's car.
Buzzing.
The milky white Audi Q3 is parked on the side of the road.
"Han Dong. ”
The car window rolled down, revealing Jiang Ling's fair face, and shouted with a chuckle: "Get in the car, my mother is cooking, there must be a hearty meal at noon." ”
Han Dong did not delay and sat directly in the passenger seat.
Buzzing.
The car started and left Jiangnan School slowly.
"Han Dong, it's been so many days since school started, and you don't look for me. Jiang Ling shook his head, but his gaze continued to stare ahead.
stare at
Staring again,
Staring intently.
Seeing this scene, Han Dong couldn't help but be speechless, there was no difference from last time, this is Jiang Ling's proprietary technology for female drivers who claim to have a very high level of driving.
"Why don't you speak. Jiang Ling continued to speak: "My mother tried to mention you, and so did my father." ”
She had no other ideas, just small talk.
As an important leader of the government, his father was very enthusiastic when he heard the name of Han Dong, even if he didn't think that Han Dong deserved such attention, there was no need to deliberately target him.
Ahem.
Han Dong pursed his lips, and his gaze fell on the rear of the black car in front of him, which was less than half a meter away from Jiang Ling's car...... He said softly: "Senior sister, I'm worried that my words will disturb your driving." ”
Hearing this, Jiang Ling was so happy that he couldn't do it.
"Hahaha. ”
She almost lay on the steering wheel, crying and laughing: "I told you, you have to believe in my driving level, don't worry, I'm really not one of those female drivers." ”
said.
Buzz!
Jiang Ling pressed his right foot, stepped on the accelerator, and continued to gallop: "By the way, if you have anything special to eat, tell my mother first." ”
"Nope. Han Dong said.
"Okay, my brother Jiang Ren is also at home, so you just know each other. Jiang Ling said endlessly.
As the vehicle speeds away, the sound in the car is constant.
Aunt Lin has a son and a daughter, the eldest daughter is Jiang Ling, a sophomore at Jiangnan University, and the second son is Jiang Ren, who is still in high school.
Aunt Lin's son?
Han Dong's eyes flashed, and he vaguely remembered that the last time he went to Aunt Lin's house, Uncle Jiang seemed to have mentioned Jiang Ren's name.
......
The new development zone in Jiangnan City has a fresh environment, clean streets, and green forests on both sides of the street can be seen everywhere.
The vehicle drove into the complex.
Boom.
Han Dong and Jiang Ling got out of the car together and walked to the door of the unit door.
This place is relatively close to the microwave vast Jingting Lake, and a little further in the community is the villa area where martial arts practitioners live.
"How's your college life?" Jiang Ling pulled his jet-black hair twice and quipped: "Actually, you look good, do you have a girlfriend, let me introduce you to one?"
"Haha, no need. Han Dong hurriedly waved his hand.
Due to the speculation of the memories of his previous life, he avoided the emotional aspect, and planned to wait until after the martial arts student ranking battle to investigate it carefully.
"Okay. ”
Jiang Ling nodded and opened the unit door: "In the future, you can go to Jingting Lake to play, the environment is indeed very good, but there are often martial arts practitioners standing on the pile." Oh yes, you're also a martial arts practitioner. ”
She babbled up the stairs.
Han Dong followed behind, his eyes glowing with a deep groan.
There are often people who stand on the pile?
It is estimated that those who practice martial arts are not of the upper three grades, so they must be in the realm of martial artists, otherwise they will definitely not be able to live in a villa in Jiangnan City.
And this is also the reason why Aunt Lin is taboo.
Living in the bungalow area, there is still a safety guarantee, but living in the villa area is equivalent to rabbits living next to lions and tigers, which is too dangerous.
"Still. ”
"If I advance to the martial arts realm in the future, or even the martial arts realm, maybe I can still be neighbors with Aunt Lin. ”
Han Dong thought lightly and walked into Aunt Lin's house.
......
The elegantly decorated bungalows are quite elegant.
In the living room, there is a smart and quaint table, Jiang Mozhang stands next to him, watching his son Jiang Ren write calligraphy, and Aunt Lin is cooking in the kitchen.
"Xiaodong. ”
"I cut the watermelon that your Aunt Lin specially bought this morning, come and taste it. Jiang Mozhang patted his son Jiang Ren's shoulder and greeted Han Dong warmly.
He knew it.
This is the son of his wife's friend, and he is also a new martial artist recorded in Suhe City, and it is estimated that the disappeared martial artist Hongshi was killed by Han Dong!
Half of these situations were inquired by him through the authority of the government, and the other half were based on speculation. For example, the industry that should have been under Hongshi's name, after inquiry, turned out to be under Han Dong's name, which made Jiang Mozhang more cautious.
"Uncle Jiang is too polite. Han Dong smiled.
"Hey, what are you polite to us, come here, I'll get you two slices of watermelon. Jiang Mozhang took Han Dong's arm, introduced his son Jiang Ren, and finally sat on the sofa.
Click.
Han Dong ate half a slice of watermelon in one bite and smiled.
Side.
Jiang Ren, who was wearing long pants and long sleeves, had a childish face, wiped the fine sweat on his forehead, and greeted politely: "Brother Han Dong, hello." ”
Han Dong smiled and bowed: "Well, you write your words, don't bother you." ”
Kindness.
Jiang Ren replied slightly, glanced at Han Dong weakly, continued to pick up the brush, dipped it in two tasteless inks, and wrote calligraphy in the block type.
Click.
Han Dong continued to eat watermelon, secretly happy in his heart.
Long before coming here, he was still thinking about what Jiang Ren would be like.
Jiang Ren is at the age of adolescence, and his family conditions are so good, I am afraid that his personality is arrogant and rampant, unreasonable, and maybe he will have to despise himself, and then he will be given a punishment full of kindness.
Unfortunately, reality and imagination happen to be reversed.
Jiang Ren is indeed in adolescence, but he is a little too introverted.
Next to the sofa.
Jiang Mozhang, who was wearing gold-rimmed glasses, sighed: "This kid is more introverted and doesn't talk much. I don't usually wear shorts, at least pants that cover my knees, Xiaodong, you don't mind. ”
"Let's be honest. ”
"The last time I saw you, I felt that you were a good boy, calm and cheerful, calm and calm. If Xiao Ren can be half as good as you, I will be content. ”
It seems to be emotional, but in fact it is praise.
In order to have a good relationship with Han Dong, Jiang Mozhang also took a lot of pains to belittle his son.
"Haha, Uncle Jiang really won the award, in fact, it's okay for Xiao Ren to be introverted, a normal phenomenon of puberty. Han Dong smiled slightly, lowered his head and continued to eat watermelon.
If it was just after the college entrance examination, Han Dong would be sincerely moved and his heart was warm, but after the college entrance examination, he has experienced so much, and he is no longer a teenager who doesn't know anything.
Jiang Mozhang's mind can be guessed a little bit.
He argues that
It's not bad to be a melon eater today, so as not to be unconsciously tricked out by Uncle Jiang with some information. After all, in terms of language skills alone, he is far inferior to this Uncle Jiang.
"Hey, Xiaodong. ”
Jiang Mozhang lifted the frame of the mirror and took a sip of light tea: "How about Jiangnan Academy, I heard that there are more than 4,000 freshmen in this class, and there should be a lot of martial arts students." ”
If there is none, lead the conversation to martial arts.
Click, click.
Han Dong took a small bite of watermelon and smiled: "There are a lot of martial arts students, and they are all very enthusiastic." ”
He always felt more relaxed and comfortable chatting with Aunt Lin, because Aunt Lin didn't think about so many messy rules and regulations.
Oh?
Jiang Mozhang took a sip of tea and said with a light smile: "Are other martial arts students very enthusiastic about you, that's pretty good, uncle is still worried that you are from another city and will be rejected by the martial arts students in this city." ”
"En. ”
Han Dong nodded.
Although he only knows Lin Zekai so far, maybe Zhao Lili is also a ...... But he thinks that other martial arts students should be quite enthusiastic about themselves.
After all.
Who would dare not be enthusiastic about themselves?
......
In the afternoon.
Han Dong finished eating the sumptuous lunch cooked by Aunt Lin herself, chatted with Jiang Ling and Jiang Ren for a while before leaving home.
Jiang Mozhang didn't keep it.
It was Aunt Lin who brought him some fruit and asked him to eat it slowly in the dormitory.
Inside the car.
Jiang Ling covered his mouth and said happily: "Martial arts student who eats melons, you have eaten a whole watermelon today." ”
"Sister Ling, the watermelon that Aunt Lin bought is so delicious. Han Dong sat in the co-pilot and smiled slightly.
It is true that inspiration cannot sense the kindness or malice of ordinary people.
But the extremely keen senses can also make Han Dong perceive Aunt Lin's sincerity, at least more sincere than Uncle Jiang, without other distractions.
Snort.
Jiang Ling braked suddenly, stopping at the red light intersection: "By the way, Han Dong, the martial arts students who entered the school for two days ago didn't see you." ”
"Oh, I had an accident. Han Dong said casually.
"En, that first-grade martial arts student Lin Zekai, you should know, he defeated other martial arts students in two or three moves, it's really amazing. Jiang Ling exclaimed.
Han Dong sat in the passenger seat and listened quietly.
The scenery outside the window is constantly flying backwards, there are wide streets with busy traffic, a large number of pedestrians rushing to and fro, and a city scene with high-rise buildings, just like the picture of the world.
even
He could see a woman in a towering shopping mall who seemed to be weeping at the window.
The car was speeding down the street, and he gradually became relieved about Jiang Ling's driving level...... It's just that the accelerator and brake are a little harder, and I don't look at the rearview mirror much while driving, and everything else is good.
Suddenly.
A heavy tremor came from the bag.
Martial Arts World Connector?
Han Dong frowned, glanced at Jiang Ling, a senior sister who was driving seriously, took out the liaison device from his bag, and his eyes fell on the screen.
Four blood-red fonts, slowly floating - urgent help!