What's that? No one will dare to mess with me after I take him.

Zhang Hao glanced at his father suspiciously, and then took the small notebook with a certificate sleeve on the outside.

When he opened it, Zhang Hao's body suddenly shook.

Inside is a red certificate, which is printed with a few big characters on the certificate of patients with acute transient mental disorder.

It is commonly known as psychiatric syndrome.

Zhang Hao's first reaction was that his father was ruthless enough, get me a murder license, this is to make me do a big job.

Then the heart became delicate.

At this time, Zhang's father spoke: "You will go to school tomorrow, bring this certificate, I will see who dares to provoke you, and I will scare him to death!"

Hearing this, Zhang Hao looked at his father's gaze and became extremely subtle for a while, paused and said inexplicably: "Dad, you are very ruthless in this certificate, but there is one thing you have thought about." ”

"Your son has a history of mental illness from today!

Zhang's father: "......"

"Mom, I'll leave it to you. After saying a word to his mother, Zhang Hao got up and went back to the house.

The next scene is too bloody and violent for children to watch!

"Zhang Yi! You are crazy! Get a mental illness certificate for your son! You don't ruin the child!" After speaking, Zhang's mother pounced on Zhang's father.

"Don't scratch!

"Fake! fake!"

"Can I get this certificate for my son!"

"Besides, you can't do it in a day!"

"Fake!"

Not to mention, just with Zhang's father's profession, this false certificate can also be used as a real witness.

......

When he woke up the next day, Zhang Hao found a small pile of money on his bedside.

I counted it, and it was exactly three thousand!

This should be the money that my mother used to find a martial arts gym for herself to practice martial arts.

Although Qin Ye has already taught him martial arts, Zhang Hao put the money into his wallet in line with the idea that his parents gave him something to say.

Hey!

Looking at the bulging five thousand yuan that packed the money, Zhang Hao's mouth opened with a smile.

Then I thought that Lao Song was still short of 3,000 yuan in scholarships.

Decide to send him a message in a moment and ask him to turn it around!

After breakfast, I was ready to go to the park with Jiu'er.

As soon as I left the house, I saw Fu Xue's little bean bag standing at the door.

Asked, "Why are you here?" ”

"I'm going to school with you. Seeing that Zhang Hao didn't want to have anything to do, Fu Xue's eyes immediately became crescent-shaped.

"I'm not going to school today, you can go by yourself. ”

"Then I'm not going either. ”

"Why are you not going to school?"

"I'll do what you do. ”

"If I cultivate, you will also cultivate!"

"Then I'll watch you cultivate. ”

Xiaodoubao is determined to follow Zhang Hao and share weal and woe with his eldest brother.

Zhang Hao looked at her, thought about it, and nodded: "Cheng, then you follow!"

When he came to the park, before Qin Ye came, Zhang Hao practiced Luohan Boxing alone on the side.

Fu Xue was eating on the side and blinked in surprise when she saw him start boxing.

Big brother is really cultivating!

Qin Qing didn't care about it at first when she saw Fu Xue when she came to the park, but then she seemed to remember something, she was a little stunned, and looked her up and down with deep eyes.

After looking at it, he did it on the chair and watched Zhang Hao practice boxing while petting the cat.

Time just ticks through with you.

DY No. 3 Middle School, Class 2 in three years.

Lao Yang saw that Fu Xue didn't come to school today, and his forehead jumped with anger.

"Okay, you Fu Xue, I didn't say anything about calling me Lao Yang yesterday, but I dared to skip class today, this little bean bag is getting worse and worse, wait for you to come to school, see if I don't squeeze out the bean paste filling for you!"

Lao Yang's idea of squeezing bean paste stuffing was doomed to failure, because Fu Xue didn't come to school until a month later.

A month later.

It was as if time had been frozen, and the scene was exactly the same as it had been a month ago.

Zhang Hao practiced martial arts next to him.

Fu Xue looked at him while eating.

Qin Qing looked at him while petting the cat.

Jiu'er looked at him while being masturbated.

After a month of cultivation, Zhang Hao's Shaoyang pile has entered the grand completion.

With a proficiency level of 90/100, there are still 10 points left to complete, and he will be promoted to a trainee martial artist.

And Luohan Boxing has reached the perfect state of proficiency of 100/100.

After a set of punches, Zhang Hao frowned, depending on what he was not satisfied with.

I didn't know what I was thinking about for a long time, and then walked up to Qin Qing, who was petting the cat, and asked.

"Master Qin, my Luohan Fist has obviously been perfected, but why is there such a big gap with what you fought that day. ”

"Gap?" Qin Qing looked at him and asked, "What did you see when I played Luohan Boxing that day?"

Qin Qing's gaze was very strange when he spoke, and the light in his eyes flickered, depending on what he wanted to hear in Zhang Hao's mouth.

The scene of Qin Qing's boxing that day has been deeply imprinted in Zhang Hao's mind, and he will never forget it in his life.

So without even thinking about it, he replied, "Kill the thief!"

With Zhang Hao's answer, a fine light flashed in Qin Qing's eyes: "What kind of thief did you kill?"

"The Thief of Troubles!!"

The light in Qin Qing's eyes slowly dissipated, and looking at Zhang Hao's gaze, there was a faint hint of satisfaction.

It was no coincidence that he really understood that day.

Through these observations, Qin Qing found that Zhang Hao's qualifications were very good, and they were extraordinarily good.

Whether it is a pile skill or a martial arts cultivation, every time you practice, there will be a visible improvement.

In just one month, the Shaoyang pile has entered the middle of the city.

Luohan Boxing is from the beginning to the consummation.

At this age, it is not a great thing to achieve a martial art.

He had seen a martial arts genius who had become a full-fledged martial artist at this age.

However, even if it is such a genius, it is impossible to make the pile work from the middle to the great success in a month.

It is also impossible to practice a martial art to perfection in a month.

I won't read it again, and I will understand the meaning of killing thieves in my Luohan fist.

Although I don't know if he obviously has such talent, why is he still in such a realm now.

Although he didn't understand, it didn't prevent Qin Qing from loving talents.

In his eyes, Zhang Hao is like an unpolished peerless rough stone.

Once polished, it will bloom with a brilliance that shocks the world.

The most important thing is that this kid is still a top student, and he has brains!!

This is important!!

The thoughts in his mind flashed, and Qin Qing answered Zhang Hao's question in a leisurely tone.

"That's the mood!"

The so-called artistic conception is the product of the integration of the martial artist's understanding of martial arts, his own state of mind and perception of life. ”

"For example, one kind of rice raises a hundred kinds of people, and different people will have the same or different artistic conception when cultivating a martial art. ”

"Of course, not everyone will be able to cultivate artistic conception, to be precise, there are very few martial artists who can cultivate artistic conception, which can be described as a phoenix. ”

"So the artistic conception is not something you can cultivate now. ”

"One is that you are too weak, and the other is that you are too young, you don't have rich experience, and you don't have a mind that has been tempered a lot, how can you cultivate your artistic conception. ”

"It also reflects the problem that you are talking about now. ”

"What's the problem?"

"You have too little experience, no! I guess you don't have any experience in using martial arts to fight. ”

"Just because you're just practicing now, doesn't mean you're going to use it. ”

"So...... Are you ready?" Qin Qing asked an inexplicable question meaningfully.

For some reason, Zhang Hao suddenly had a bad premonition in his heart.

"Gollum"

Nervously swallowed, he asked nervously, "What are you going to do?"

A hideous smile appeared on Qin Qing's face, his eyes were fierce, and he said viciously: "Of course, it's to prepare for making sandbags!"