In the early morning of May 16, there were still six days left before the martial arts test.

"Akane. ”

"Little Sissi, get up, get up and have breakfast with my brother. ”

Han Dong squatted in the bedroom between his mother and Han Qian, holding his sister Xiaoqian's hair, teasing Xiaoqian's delicate nose, and urging warmly.

Syllable.

Xiao Qian stretched out her little tender hand and patted Han Dong's arm.

"No, don't...... Brother...... Xiaoqian wants to sleep, don't get up. She looked at Han Dong in a daze, stunned, pondering for a while, then turned her little head and continued to sleep with Han Dong on her back.

Han Dong patiently urged: "Get up quickly and have breakfast with my brother." ”

"Brother!"

"Xiaoqian is angry!"

Xiao Qian sat up and glared at Han Dong aggrievedly, her hair scattered.

"Haha. Han Dong picked up his sister Xiaoqian and walked to the living room: "If you go to bed early, you should get up early, you slept so early last night, and you still want to be lazy in bed, you are almost four years old, you can't be lazy." ”

"Hmph, bad brother. ”

Xiao Qian took her little head and pushed her brother's chin, and could only reluctantly accept the fact of getting up early.

The next moment.

Chen Shu walked out with a simple breakfast, looked at Han Dong, and couldn't cry or laugh: "Why did you wake up Xiaoqian, hurry up and eat breakfast, otherwise you will be late for school." ”

"If you're late, you're late, and you're about to take the college entrance examination anyway. ”

Han Dong looked fearless, and sat on the chair for a long time, as steady as Mount Tai.

Crunch.

As the bedroom door opened, a low cough sounded in the back: "Ahem." ”

Han Dong looked back and saw that it was his father Han Wenzhi, who also got up early, and he hurriedly said: "What did I just say?" Yes, I must not be late, only going to school can make me happy, and going to school is the source of happiness, which is ......."

He couldn't make it up.

Han Wenzhi rolled his eyes: "Stinky boy, hurry up and eat breakfast, and wait for Dad to send you to school." ”

"Obey my father's holy will. ”

Han Dong arched his hand, handed his sister Xiaoqian, who was holding his chin hard, to his mother, swallowed two fried eggs in one bite, and ate them in a big gulp.

How he wished.

This kind of early morning time can be slower, slower.

......

At noon on May 16, the classroom of the seventh class of the third year of high school.

The third row against the wall.

Han Dong sat firmly in his seat, and on the table in front of him, there was a geography book spread out, and there was also a geography book that had been thrown into the table for months.

"Monsoon climate. ”

"Morning and dusk lines, warp threads, weft threads. ”

He muttered secretly, flipping through the book and listening to the lecture of Li Ming, the geography teacher on the podium.

Gu Yuanliang sat next to him, his face numb and dumbfounded.

One morning.

It's been the whole morning!

Han Dong, who was at the same table, seemed to be crazy, he actually studied for the first time, and recognized that listening to every class, didn't his soul be stimulated?

"Unscientific. ”

"He's a martial arts student, why should he study. The admission tickets for the martial arts additional test have been issued to him. ”

Gu Yuanliang pondered secretly.

Jingle bells.

The lunch break bell rings in the school building.

Han Dong cleaned up the books on the table, looked at Gu Yuanliang as usual, and said with a light smile: "Where are you going to eat at noon, I will be with you." ”

"Huh?"

Gu Yuanliang trembled, turned his head in astonishment, and stared at Han Dong at the same table.

In the Municipal Experimental Middle School, students can choose to order meals, or they can go outside the school to solve the lunch problem by themselves, but Han Dong basically does not attend classes at school during this time, let alone eat together.

......

A street at the back entrance of the school.

A small shop with authentic Malatang is crowded with students from the city experiment, mainly sophomores and juniors in high school, and most of the first-year high school students choose to order food.

"Han Dong. ”

Gu Yuanliang sat on the side of the four-person table, glared at Han Dong who was sitting next to him, but stopped talking, and finally spoke: "What's wrong with you?

Han Dong glanced at Gu Yuanliang and shook his head with a smile.

Tell me?

How can you say that you beat two middle-aged men to death yesterday afternoon?

Then.

A surprise voice sounded: "Han Dong, you also come to eat here, this one belongs to us." ”

Zhang Hao, who was wearing a blue and white school uniform, held the arm of the short-haired girl with her ears and put the milk tea in her hand on the other side of the four-person table.

Han Dong looked up at Zhang Hao and nodded, "Okay." ”

They walked inside to choose dishes, and Gu Yuanliang continued: "At the same table, I don't know what you're worried about, but to be honest, look at me, my academic performance is not good, I don't have a talent for martial arts, and my family background is also very average. ”

"You're already very good compared to me. ”

"Although I don't know what you're worried about, it should be related to the college entrance examination, look at the point, I believe there is no difficulty, it can be difficult for you. ”

Gu Yuanliang said softly.

But he had a sentence that he held in his heart and never spit it out: "Han Dong, in fact, I envy you, I really envy you." ”

Because.

He vaguely understood the hard work that Han Dong had put in these days, and he couldn't do such persistence and hard work himself.

Han Dong smiled and said: "At the same table, I am very touched by such affectionate comfort, what should I do." ”

"Hahahaha!"

The corners of Gu Yuanliang's eyes trembled, and he put his arm on Han Dong's shoulder: "You can please this spicy meal, besides, you are still a martial arts student, if I run into trouble in the future, you can't ignore it." ”

Han Dong smiled.

If Gu Yuanliang is in trouble, of course he will do his best to help!

Because Gu Yuanliang is his tablemate, and because the opportunity to open martial arts is Gu Yuanliang's copper coin.

And today's abnormality, the teacher sees it in the eyes, and the classmates also see it in the eyes, but Gu Yuanliang is the only one who really cares about himself. There is no need for care and greetings, even if you ask two words, it can make his heart warm.

Han Dong smiled, picked up his chopsticks, picked up a slice of potatoes, looked at the red pepper on it, shook his head, and swallowed it in one gulp.

In an instant, a spicy sensation invaded his mouth and penetrated his mind.

Hiss!

The corners of Han Dong's eyes twitched: "So spicy?"

Gu Yuanliang smiled and said, "In order to motivate you, I just put three spoonfuls of chili peppers for you, don't thank me." ”

They chatted while eating.

Some of the students around, but two or three secretly aimed at Han Dong. They could hear Gu Yuanliang's laughter clearly, and they understood that this handsome Han Dong was a martial arts student.

On campus, martial arts students are quite intimidating.

After a while.

Zhang Hao and the short-haired girl sat opposite Han Dong and Gu Yuanliang respectively with Malatang, tasting Malatang like a lady.

Compared with them, Han Dong's eating appearance is a bit turbulent.

"Well, do you think it......" Han Dong wiped his mouth and looked at Gu Yuanliang: "If you do something wrong, but you don't regret it, and you don't feel wrong, is this normal?" ”

Gu Yuanliang frowned and was about to speak.

Zhang Hao put down his chopsticks and interjected: "Of course it's normal, this is the thinking of a strong man." ”

Han Dong shook his head: "No, it's different. ”

Zhang frowned, pursed his lips and looked at Han Dong, lowering his head to taste the spicy hot.

Five minutes later.

Han Dong and Gu Yuan nodded brightly, said a word to Zhang Hao, and got up to leave their seats.

Zhang Hao was stunned, vaguely aware of Han Dong's abnormality.

She frowned at Han Dong's back, then took out her mobile phone and tapped on the text message, asking what happened.

"What's going on. ”

"I'm going to try martial arts soon, but don't have any accidents, I hope everything goes well with Han Dong. Zhang Hao pursed his pink lips and prayed secretly, waiting for Han Dong's reply worriedly.

Pity.

After eating Malatang and walking to the campus, Zhang Hao didn't receive a reply from Han Dong.

"Little hazy. The short-haired girl with her ears held Zhang Hao's arm and said with a low smile: "You are still thinking about that Han Dong, why didn't you take a good look at it when you were eating just now." ”

Zhang Hao shook his head: "We are friends." ”

The short-haired girl nodded secretly, a look flashed in her eyes, and she said: "Alas, in fact, if you think about it, it is estimated that it will be difficult to have a chance to meet again after the college entrance examination." We are going to be admitted to Jiangnan University. ”

Anyway.

She sighed lightly in her heart, and suddenly felt that Han Dong was very pitiful.

Heroism can't stand up to the cold reality, it is estimated that Han Dong will also be able to be admitted to an ordinary university, and after the college entrance examination, he must belong to a different world from Zhang Hao.

"It's sad. ”

"No matter how deterrent martial arts students are, they are also very vulnerable in the face of the college entrance examination. ”

The short-haired girl secretly sighed, thinking that she could almost be admitted to the heavy book, the awe of Han Dong in her heart suddenly disappeared, and was replaced by pity.

The next moment.

Zhang Hao looked left and right, and said softly: "Han Dong is also going to Jiangnan Academy." ”

The short-haired girl's face changed slightly, and her right hand holding the mobile phone froze in the air, and she said in surprise: "How is it possible? He, why is he?"

Zhang Hao smiled and said: "Han Dong is a third-grade martial arts student, and he must enter a first-class school." ”

Click.

The short-haired girl was so frightened that she let go of her phone and let the phone wrapped in a plastic case smash to the ground, making a heartbreaking sound.

......

Secluded corners of the campus, in the afternoon.

Han Dong sat on the dirt floor, leaning against the willow tree, listening to the laughter coming from afar, feeling the warm summer breeze, and a smile appeared on his face.

Some willow branches and leaves hung down, blocking his view.

Suddenly.

An old voice sounded behind him: "What are you laughing at?"

What the!?

Han Dong was stunned for a moment, rolled forward violently, and looked back vigilantly.

He is a three-grade martial arts student, even a rabbit can't think of approaching him without moving, let alone alone?

But.

When Han Dong saw the white-haired old man standing on the side of the willow tree clearly, his pupils suddenly contracted, and his heart stagnated: "Ning Lao?"

Standing in front of him was none other than Ning Lao.

Ning Lao, who doesn't know the specific name, Ning Lao who taught them martial arts, is also Ning Lao who makes Qian Gao, a second-grade martial arts practitioner, cautious and afraid.

"Han Dong, what are you nervous about. ”

Ning Lao held a cigarette in his mouth, squinted his eyes, raised his drooping eyelids, and stared at Han Dong's gaze like a fierce beast, indifferent and ruthless, which made people feel worried.

Han Dong squeezed out a smile and was waiting to respond.

Ning Lao bared his lips, stretched out his hand and pulled down a willow branch, tearing it at random, and looked at Han Dong with a smile: "How does it taste to kill." ”

"What, what!?"

Han Dong's eyes widened, and he couldn't help but take two steps back.

At first glance, he was debunked by this fact, and it was really difficult for him to calm down. The only reassuring thing is that this is a secluded corner of the campus, surrounded by trees, and normal sounds cannot be heard unless you shout.

"Elder Ning, what do you mean by this. ”

Han Dong frowned and looked at Ning Lao, whose face was wrinkled and seemed to be smiling.

If he's not wrong...... Ning Lao, who was dressed in black leather, seemed to have an inexplicable excitement at the corner of his mouth?

"Rest assured, rest assured. You don't have to worry. ”

Ning Lao squinted his eyes and comforted him warmly: "Actually, killing is not the best way to solve the problem. You can rely on alms from outside or on the sympathy of others...... For example, asking for help from Qian Gao and Lin Qingmei, or through legal means and public opinion. ”

Han Dong pursed his lips, lowered his head and said in a low voice: "Elder Ning is right, but I couldn't think about it so much at the time. ”

Ning Lao took a puff of his cigarette and slowly exhaled: "You should be glad that you didn't think about it so much, otherwise you would have died." ”

Han Dong looked at Ning Lao suspiciously.

Twitter.

A few birds flew by, their chirpings echoing through the quiet woods.

Ning Lao slowly raised his gaze and said amiably: "Parents can still endure threats when they are threatened, they are really a good child." But he is cowardly and bloodless, but he is not worthy of my high hopes and is not qualified to contact the world of martial arts...... So what to do with you. ”

As he spoke, he paused slightly, as if thinking about something.

"Alas. ”

Ning Lao sighed lightly, didn't bother to think about it, and smiled: "If you think about it, it's easiest to pinch it to death." ”