Wang Tao's publicity of Jingwumen Martial Arts School was soon launched, and because of Xu Shi's relationship, the exposure on the Internet was also okay.

However, the public doesn't have much sense of such a martial arts school enrollment, which is actually like a celebrity opening a restaurant, in their hearts, it's just to realize their fame.

But there are also people who are moved, after all, not every child likes to learn, and some are the kind that can't learn at all.

For example, Ma Yang.

This day happened to be summer vacation, and Ma Yang followed his father with his report card, but his father's eyes were unusually disgusted when he looked at him.

"I said Ma Yang, why are you so thick-skinned? You and I didn't have the face to stay in your class just now, so I panicked.

Tell me about you, there are thirty-eight people in the class, you have taken the thirty-eight in the class, and the five hundred and sixty students in the whole grade, you have taken the five hundred and sixty in the exam, what, do you want to help you count the number of people in your grade?" Ma Hao began to spit at his son as soon as he left the school.

Ma Yang didn't care about this at all, and said with a nonchalant face: "Dad, you have wronged people, didn't you lose the bet with my mother last night, otherwise it would be my mother who came this time, not you, are you right." ”

"That's a fart, I just know, why does your mother always find an excuse not to attend when you want to have a parent-teacher conference, no one can stand it, really we don't want to be cheeky?" Ma Hao said with a constipated face.

Originally, he thought that it was okay to attend a parent-teacher conference, although he also knew that his son was not good at studying, but he had participated in his son when he was in elementary school before, and there was no big problem.

But this time is different, this time because Ma Yang is in the second year of junior high school, and he is about to be promoted to junior high school, the school is obviously more concerned about the learning situation of students.

And the parents of the students who are the first to last in his grade have received attention.

Tsk tsk, that sour taste, he really can't stand it.

Ma Hao is actually a little puzzled, his education still feels very good, and his son's personality is okay.

In the past, I hit when I should have been beaten, scolded when I should have scolded, and rewarded when I should have been rewarded.

Why is the child's learning getting worse day by day?

"Okay, Dad, don't be angry, it's not good to be angry, and I won't stop my mother from remarrying when the time comes. Ma Yang said with a grin.

"Fuck off, how do you talk like a bastard?" Ma Hao slapped Ma Yang on the back of the head in anger.

Ma Yang didn't care about this at all, and shook his head and it was fine.

However, it can also be seen that their father-son relationship is actually very good, or that the relationship between their families is very good.

When he returned home, Ma Hao saw that his wife seemed to have just gotten up, with a mask on her face, lying on the sofa and watching TV, and suddenly became a little angry.

"Wu Yan, did you cheat last night?" Ma Hao shouted loudly.

"What's the hell about cheating? Who didn't make you have the eyesight to see it. Wu Yan glanced at him and said disdainfully.

"You ......."

"Ahem, what's that, dissipate your anger, I stewed red dates, black beans and crucian carp soup for you, and lowered the fire for you. Wu Yan saw her husband's appearance, and immediately got up with a smile and said.

She was very able to understand her husband's mood at the moment, so she subconsciously reacted with a sentence.

"Mom, I'm going to drink too, I'm thirsty. Ma Yang said.

"You drink a fart, you see you your dad off. Wu Yan glared at him and said.

But after all, she still brought two bowls of soup.

"Old Ma, don't be angry, you still have to think about what your son should do in the future, I can see it, this kid has no talent at all in learning, and has completely inherited your old Ma's learning talent. Wu Yan said.

"Fart, I ........" Ma Hao first subconsciously wanted to refute, and then opened his mouth, but he couldn't say anything else.

Thinking about it, it seems that their old Ma family really hasn't been a college student, and he didn't study after junior high school, but his conditions at that time can't be compared with now.

"Hey, what else can I do, I can't let him drop out of school now, he has to finish college after all, while the business is okay in the past two years, earn a little more, and see if he can buy a college for him." Ma Hao also completely despaired of his son's learning.

"Dad, I don't want to go to school anymore. Ma Yang said suddenly.

"What do you want to do if you don't go to school?" Ma Hao didn't get as angry as he was just now when he heard Ma Yang's words, but asked calmly.

He could also understand the state of mind, like he didn't want to go to school before.

"I'm going to practice martial arts. Ma Yang seemed to have a plan and directly stated his purpose.

"Martial arts, just you?" Wu Yan looked at her son's thin little body, and suddenly laughed, the meaning of ridicule was obvious.

Ma Yang saw that his mother was so faceless, and his face suddenly darkened.

I have to say that the personalities of their families are all in the same vein, and Ma Yang can have such a character, which is inseparable from his family.

Ma Hao didn't laugh at this, and seemed to really think about it.

"Hey, hey, old horse, you're not real, are you? What can you do if you practice martial arts? You can save some trouble in school, and there is no way out in the future if you go to practice martial arts." Wu Yan suddenly became a little nervous when she saw her husband's demeanor.

No matter how she said that her son is also her own son, although she usually doesn't pay attention, her concern for her son is still real.

According to her idea, no matter what, her son must finish college, even if he doesn't have much knowledge in school, he can still grow his knowledge and accumulate some interpersonal relationships.

"Can your son have a way out if he doesn't practice martial arts?" Ma Hao asked rhetorically.

Wu Yan was speechless for a moment, as if it was true.

"Tell us what you think. Ma Hao said to his son.

Ma Yang immediately said excitedly: "Dad, do you know that Xu Shi opened a martial arts school, and I want to go to him to learn martial arts." ”

Ma Hao didn't nod or refuse, but asked rhetorically: "Then have you thought about what to do in the future? What do you do when you practice martial arts? Inherit your father's small company?"

Although your dad and my company are not big, it is not something that you can manage well if you want to. ”

"I don't want to go to your company, I want to be an actor, just like Xu Shi, an iron-blooded man. Ma Yang said and gestured.

"With your image, you are still an actor?" Wu Yan subconsciously damaged her son.

"Am I still your own son?" Ma Yang suddenly said angrily, did you say that about your son?

"I really don't think so, I really don't have the shame to recognize your academic performance. Wu Yan didn't care about her son's face at all.

"Okay, you two don't make trouble, it's not impossible for you to practice martial arts if you want to, anyway, that's how you study. Ma Hao first stopped the two from arguing, and then said to Ma Yang.

"Isn't it, old horse, are you serious?"

"Well, even if you can't make a difference in martial arts, at least you can earn a good body, and you can earn more than others in moving bricks in the future. "Okay, Ma Hao was a little serious and then returned to his original state.

Before Ma Yang was happy, Ma Hao continued: "By the way, you can go too, but you can't really drop out of school, when school starts, I'll go through the suspension procedures for you, take a year off first, and then come back to school if you don't want to practice martial arts." ”

"Okay, thank you, Dad. Ma Yang suddenly became excited.

"Dad, Mom, my friend asked me to hang out, and I left first. Ma Yang slipped away directly.

"Old Ma, what do you think?" Wu Yan asked after seeing her son leave.

Ma Hao said: "I heard that practicing martial arts is not an easy thing, in fact, we have always ignored a problem, no matter what, Ma Yang has not suffered much since he was a child, and it can be said that he has always lived a good life."

This time is actually an opportunity, if Ma Yang knows that in addition to learning, other things are not as easy and simple as he imagined, then it seems that he may still want to learn. ”

And even if he wants to practice martial arts, it can prove that his son is actually a very persevering person, and he can also exercise his body, isn't this a kind of exercise?

Now our family is not short of money, even if he has no means to make a living after practicing martial arts in the future, isn't there still us? ”

"Okay, then that's it, by the way, I'll go and learn about Xu Shi's martial arts school first and see the situation. When Wu Yan heard her husband say this, she didn't object.

............

The words are divided into two ends, in a small mountain village in the north.

Although it is a small mountain village, thanks to the country's highway construction, their side is not as poor as imagined, and there are basically everything they should have, but it is a little remote.

Zhang Dun rode his bicycle back home, and when he saw that his parents had not returned, he first put his schoolbag in the yard and then began to cook lunch.

When the meal was ready, my parents came back.

"Xiao Dun, how did you do in the exam?" the mother asked immediately when she saw her son.

Zhang Dun was silent and did not reply, but this attitude has already shown everything.

"Hey, what should you do if you don't go to school well, do you have to be like your father in this life, facing the loess with your back to the sky every day?" said the mother with a sigh.

Zhang Dun's father paused a little when he saw his son silent, and then began to wash his hands and prepare for dinner, as if he was not ready to say anything.

"Mom, I don't want to go to school anymore. At the dinner table, Zhang Dun looked at his silent parents and suddenly said such a sentence.

"Smack!" the father directly slammed the chopsticks on the table, staring at him with dead eyes, "You don't want to go to school but still want to go to heaven?"

"Dad, I really don't want to study, why don't you let me go out with you to work. Zhang Dun subconsciously dodged his eyes, but his tone seemed to be slowly firm.

Their family's situation is not bad, although they can't buy a house in the county, they can still support him to go to school, and his life is passable.

But at this moment, Zhang Dun really doesn't want to go to school at all, and going to school every day is like squatting in prison.

"Xiao Dun, don't be angry, you are still so young, what can you do if you don't go to school? There is no future for part-time work, only by studying well can you live a good life."

Isn't it good to squat in the office every day to work, do you have to be so tired and tired like your father?" said the mother.

In their eyes, it is very good to dress brightly every day and work in the office, which may be a luxury for them.

So their greatest wish is that their son can live such a life.

However, Zhang Dun seems to have decided, no matter what his mother and father say, he still says the same thing and does not want to go to school.

This confrontation lasted for three days, during which his father took Zhang Dun to do manual work, and let him do whatever kind of work he was tired of.

Father is not a person who can speak well, he just wants Zhang Dun to understand that physical work is really tiring, and he wants him to study hard.

But even if Zhang Dun is tired, he still didn't say a word of regret, for him, if he can learn well, of course he is willing to learn, but he is really not this material, every time he sees a book, he wants to fall asleep, and he can't listen to what the teacher says.

"You go learn a skill. On the fourth day, my father said to Zhang Dun.

"Xiao Dun, listen to your father, it's good to learn a skill, you don't have to be so tired in the future. Mother persuaded.

Zhang Dun opened his mouth, and finally could only say, "I don't know what to learn?"

"You wait at home for a while, and I'll help you inquire. "My father didn't talk a lot, but he always got down to business.

Half a month later, Zhang Dun watched his father drink with one of his friends, glass after glass, and it seemed that he drank a lot.

But in fact, Zhang Dun knew that his father didn't like to drink, and neither could he drink too much.

"Lao Zhang, don't worry, when your son goes to the magic capital to find my son, I will ask him to take Xiao Dun. A man as old as his father said loudly, his tone full of pride and ostentation.

Zhang Dun knew that his son was not good at studying before, so he went to practice sports, and then became a fitness coach in the magic capital, with nearly 20,000 yuan a month.

This is also what Zhang Dun has learned in the past half a month.

The father didn't know too many things, but he wanted to find his son the best future he could find, and for this, he made his already wooden cheeks vivid again, laughing, toasting, and it seemed that in an instant, he knew all these things.

That night, my father threw up in the middle of the night and slept until the next evening.

After that, his father said to Zhang Dun: "You go to practice martial arts, and after you come out of martial arts, you will also become this fitness coach." ”

My father didn't know the difference between a fitness instructor and a martial arts practitioner, and in his mind, it seemed the same.

Zhang Dun opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but in the end he couldn't say anything, so he could only say sullenly: "Dad, I know." ”

He didn't know the relationship inside, and what he wanted most now was to go out to work, but in the face of his father's eyes, he couldn't say a word of refusal to everything his father had done in the past half a month.