In the afternoon, in the classroom of the seventh class of the third year of high school.

Li Ming, the head teacher, stood on the podium, held the geography exercise paper in his hand, and said loudly: "Students look at this question carefully...... This question is very important, mainly to examine the distinction of latitude and longitude, and it is a question to be sent to the score. ”

Han Dong sat in the third row against the wall and nodded secretly.

"Yes. ”

"What kind of knowledge is this question, you have to listen carefully. He picked up the black carbon pen resting on the table, ready to mark the knowledge points according to Mr. Li Ming's detailed explanation.

He suddenly felt that studying was quite interesting and not so tired, but this was also the reason why he had been admitted to Jiangnan University, and he was in a good mood.

The next moment.

The voice of the head teacher Li Ming came from the podium: "This question obviously does not choose B and D, option A is wrong at first glance, so choose C...... All right, okay, next question. ”

Han Dong was slightly stunned.

His lips murmured softly, and his inner emotions were very complicated, what is this, why can he know that it is wrong at a glance!

But the explanation continues.

Han Dong blinked, thought for a while, but put down the scroll, took out his mobile phone and continued to read books related to cultivating the soul.

......

On the podium, the voice of the head teacher Li Ming came to his ears intermittently.

"Well, you guys are the worst class I've ever taught. ”

"There are still ten days before the college entrance examination, don't relax, maybe your scores can be improved, and it will be easy for you to go to college. ”

......

Unconsciously.

When the bell rang for the end of class, Li Ming, the head teacher, hurriedly returned to the preparation room with his books in his arms and chatted with other teachers.

"Waiting for a meeting?"

"I heard that Principal Yu was going to personally preside over the meeting, and all the senior high school teachers had to go over, probably urging us not to relax in the last ten days. ”

"Hold on, let's not be late. ”

As they talked, they walked out of the preparation room in unison, leaving the senior high school building and walking to another academic building.

......

In the classroom of the seventh class of the third year of high school.

Han Dong glanced at the empty seat next to him suspiciously, and took a sip of milk tea.

"Where did Gu Yuanliang go, I'm at the same table, everything is good, but I don't like to study. But everyone has their own path. ”

"If I am successful in martial arts in the future, I can also help him. ”

He thought about it secretly.

Click.

Han Dong held the grip in his right palm, pressed it gently, slowly released it, and repeated the process without hurry.

He has realized the destructiveness of Sanpin.

The jack of power is not just talking, and counting the acceleration, it is already considered to be destructive. So he is realizing his own strength and avoiding overexertion.

Click.

Han Dong continued to hold the grip device, cautiously, for fear of breaking it.

Whew.

The sultry breeze blew through the classroom of the seventh class of the third year of high school, blew across the desk, and blew on Han Dong's face, revealing those thoughtful eyes.

The third grade, the second grade, and the first grade are collectively referred to as the three grades of martial arts.

The third grade runs through the strength of the body, and the second grade is aimed at integration and integration, which is also a relatively special grade.

In a nutshell.

The second grade of martial arts is the process of fully enhancing the strength of the body, constantly polishing the qi and blood in the body, and continuously enhancing the strength in the body, until the qi and blood in the body and the strength in the body reach the point of mutual unity, and then you can step into the first product.

"I already have the peak of the third grade, and I am almost close to the second grade. ”

Han Dong frowned and groaned: "The fifth-grade grade makes the muscles and veins fit with the bones, and it is precisely because of the increase in the gray airflow that the transition period is greatly extended. If you reach the second grade, you may encounter a similar situation. ”

He's a little worried.

If the all-round increase in qi, blood, and strength is caused by the all-round increase of the gray and white airflow, it will be difficult to complete the unification of each other in a short period of time.

I thought about it for a while.

Han Dong couldn't help but shake his head and laugh: "Everything has a limit, and it is impossible to enhance it without limits." It is estimated that my second grade is only slightly stronger than other martial arts practitioners. ”

"There's no point in worrying about that. ”

"First reach the second grade, and then think about it. Today, I harvest thirty-four traces of gray airflow, and it is estimated that if I touch it once or twice, I can reach the second grade. ”

Han Dong thought lightly.

Suddenly.

As soon as the mobile phone vibrate, it was Zhang Hao who sent a QQ message: "Our class is about to quarrel to death, and we write each other's classmates, how is your class?"

Han Dong replied: "Normal. ”

Zhang Hao speechlessly sent a picture of "doubtful cat staring": "Don't you know that all the teachers in our third grade went to the teaching building for a meeting?"

Oh.

Han Dong understood.

This senior high school teaching building is not supervised by teachers for the time being. No wonder Zhang Hao's class wrote classmates to each other.

Thinking of this, he replied: "Our class has basically finished writing the class record. By the way, if that Zong Kaixuan takes the opportunity to trouble you, you can contact me in time, and just go downstairs for a walk. ”

Zhang Hao said curiously: "Are you in the class??/doubt/doubt"

For martial arts students, the martial arts test has been completed, which is equivalent to the end of the college entrance examination, and basically no one wants to come to the school again to insist on normal classes.

Han Dong replied: "I am a martial arts student who loves to learn/smile/smile"

“......”

Zhang Hao was completely speechless.

——

Directly below the senior high school building.

A sturdy martial arts student, dressed in a blue and white school uniform, is about 1.85 meters tall, and it is Ni Quan, a five-grade martial arts student. He stared at Gu Yuanliang three meters away with a gloomy face.

There were two martial arts students on Ni Quan's right, who also looked at Gu Yuanliang wantonly.

"What do you want. ”

Gu Yuanliang clenched his fists, and his face turned red.

just gave Xu Churan a cup of milk tea, and didn't do anything out of the ordinary, but was blocked under the teaching building.

What chilled him the most was that it was Xu Churan, whom he had admired for a long time, who asked him down.

Then.

Xu Churan, who was wearing a black undershirt and loose school uniform pants, showed the curves of his upper body, was holding Ni Quan's left arm, and persuaded: "Gu Yuanliang is just my classmate, and besides, he doesn't give me milk tea, my table mate Feng Yanqi also has a milk tea, and he is at the same table." ”

Ni Quan sneered.

Even if it's just a normal friendship, it won't work.

He asked Xu Churan to ask Gu Yuanliang to come here, not to be reasonable.

Xu Churan pursed his lips, glanced at Gu Yuanliang, whose face was flushed, and said helplessly: "Then you can do it lightly, although Gu Yuanliang's grades are terrible, and there is no point in taking the college entrance examination, but this is a school after all." ”

Hear the words.

Gu Yuanliang's heart trembled, and he looked at Xu Churan in disbelief.

The blazing summer sun and the sultry afternoon breeze are all difficult to exert the slightest heat, as if falling into an ice cave.

"Of course, just teach him a lesson. ”

Ni Quan bowed his head slightly, and the corners of his mouth were smiling.

In the three years of high school, I have been practicing martial arts hard, and I have not been in the limelight.

At a young age, Ni Quan felt that he had restrained himself for too long. Up to now, he is a five-grade martial arts student, and he has passed the martial arts test of Suhe University, which should also show his majesty as a martial arts student.

There is no need to be afraid of teachers.

Thinking so.

Ni Quan took a step forward, punched out his right fist, casually defeated Gu Yuanliang's counterattack, easily grabbed Gu Yuanliang's school uniform shirt, lifted it up, and sneered: "Boy, apologize to me, just spare you this time." ”

"Also. ”

"I warn you, don't try to talk to Xu Churan again, what are you yourself, you don't know? ”

Gu Yuanliang's face turned red and he gritted his teeth.

Shame and grief cannot be talked about. At this time, there is a chill in my heart.

Ni Quan carried Gu Yuanliang's blue and white school uniform and shook it twice casually: "Boy, don't you apologize to me?"

The two martial arts students who followed Ni Quan on the side, both of whom had six or seven martial arts grades, also pointed and pointed, smiling back and forth.

"Hey. ”

Xu Churan played with his pink nails and chuckled: "What's the matter with him, it's a big deal to let him buy you two cups of milk tea." Gu Yuanliang, you too, hurry up and apologize to Ni Quan. ”

Ni Quan shook his head: "It's a matter of attitude." ”

Gu Yuanliang's face turned red, he suddenly laughed at himself, grabbed the little milk tea left, and said in a low voice: "I was wrong, I'm sorry." ”

He didn't know that Xu Churan had a boyfriend earlier, so he bought milk tea, but this was at most a friendship between classmates, and he didn't take the opportunity to express anything.

"Hmph. ”

Ni Quan snorted and pushed Gu Yuanliang twice.

Poof.

Gu Yuanliang, who was disheartened, couldn't resist such two pushes, and fell to the ground when he landed, and the milk tea in his hand was also spilled on the ground, sticking to the trousers of the school uniform.

"Hahaha!"

The two martial arts students pointed at Gu Yuanliang and laughed.

Their joyful laughter also spread to the classrooms of the senior high school teaching building, attracting some senior high school students to wait and see.

It's also fun to study and watch the excitement.

Gu Yuanliang pursed his lips and didn't say a word, but just looked at Xu Churan gloomily, he really took the blame for this matter, and he didn't want to fight for anything.

He silently picked up the milk tea that had fallen to the ground and looked at the bubble tea that was about to bottom out.

OK.

You can also drink some.

These milk teas cost me two days of living expenses, so I can't waste them.