Chapter 19 Mentor Gong Mingyuan

I was led by Gong Mingyuan to the separate classroom that belonged to the special enrollment, and then under Gong Mingyuan's instructions, I found my place and sat down, waiting for my first class to arrive.

My first class was not Dongfang Hongfeng's first class, so when Gong Mingyuan started to name me and called me, I forgot to answer.

This made the dozen or so students who were also special students burst into laughter, and even Gong Mingyuan couldn't help frowning, revealing a helpless smile.

After everyone had laughed, Gong Mingyuan couldn't help but laugh, but he quickly returned to normal.

Seeing that Gong Mingyuan tried to hold back his smile, he deliberately said with a straight face: "Students, don't laugh everyone." Dongfang Hongfeng forgot to answer my roll call because he lost his memory, so he was not used to our class mode. ”

These so-called classmates are all about ten years old, but no matter why I made a fool of myself, they couldn't help but laugh out loud.

Gong Mingyuan raised his voice and said: "From now on, Dongfang Hongfeng will have a big change, it can be said that it is completely different from the previous Dongfang Hongfeng classmate...... This one...... This, the current Dongfang Hongfeng classmate, is civilized and polite, modest and studious...... I hope everyone can have a good relationship with him in the future and stop things like the one before. ”

I don't know what it was like before, but I could see from the expressions on the faces of Gong Mingyuan and these classmates I met for the first time that they had a great opinion about Dongfang Hongfeng.

And they all have some suspicions about me, the amnesiac Dongfang Hongfeng, and they don't seem to believe that I have amnesia.

What makes me feel a little chilling is that a few classmates are secretly happy, but I don't know why.

I can understand all this, a bad student suddenly lost his memory and became a much more honest student, and his teachers and classmates were unhappy.

As for why they are happy, I think it is nothing more than that they can give me back all the "hatred" left by when "I" bullied them before, or some of them no longer have to worry about being bullied by me, or even can bully me.

It's all the temperament of a child, and even Gong Mingyuan, who looks close to middle age, is the same.

Hmph, if you want to bully me, it depends on whether you have the ability to do it, don't force me to "recover my memory" when the time comes, everyone is not happy.

Even though I'm only ten years old, I'm not a person to be bullied, and I also have the strength of a fourth-level samurai, and a physique that is far stronger than the people here.

I can carry a weight of 500 pounds and go 10 kilometers without getting tired, and I can jump 10 meters as if I was flying.

These are all special abilities that only people in Binhu Village have, and people outside, unless they are high-level martial artists who have reached the realm of Zhou Shuangyin, it is impossible for ordinary people to compare with me.

As far as I know, even if they are high-level martial artists who have reached the realm of martial arts like Zhou Shuangyin, many people's physical strength is only a little stronger than that of ordinary people, and it is impossible to easily run quickly with a weight of five hundred catties.

Binhu Village is in a desperate situation, and it's not surprising that the people there are a little bit special.

Many people say that God is fair, and if you are missing something, you will definitely be compensated in other ways.

The people of Binhu Village have been trapped in Binhu Village for generations and cannot go out, and we have no way to contact things like technology, so we are missing something.

Therefore, God has given us far more physical strength than people outside, so that our physique is superior to those people outside who can easily come into contact with high-tech.

However, there are limits to us, and God does not let us have other extraordinary abilities because we lack freedom.

I understood my classmates' thoughts very clearly, but I didn't say anything.

As long as they don't go too far, I'll try to be as friendly as possible with them.

It's just that I also understand that these dozen or so classmates here are all descendants of rich and powerful families, and if you want to say that there are no gentlemen in the middle, I won't believe it if you kill them.

Isn't the former me, Dongfang Hongfeng, the representative of the gentlemen?

Such people often like to play tricks on people, and even bully people, so I still have to have more eyes, and at the same time be prepared, as a last resort, I don't hesitate to turn my face with them, but also tell them that my past life was Dongfang Hongfeng.

If I were older, I probably wouldn't think like that, but now that I'm only 10 years old, it's normal to think like that.

Gong Mingyuan's class was held on time, and I listened carefully, but found that I couldn't understand what he was talking about at all.

The cultivation exercises he explained were fundamentally different from those I had come into contact with in Binhu Village before, and I couldn't understand them at all.

I had to secretly write down every word Gong Mingyuan said, and wrote it on the notepad in front of me as fast as I could, and I was very busy.

My actions were completely opposite to those classmates around me, who either secretly laughed in private, or simply slept, and almost no one listened to Gong Mingyuan's lectures.

Gong Mingyuan also noticed this, and after hesitating again and again, he finally slowly approached me.

He probably didn't expect me to take notes, and he looked serious, so he wanted to come over and see if I was really taking notes, or if I was just showing him a look.

I don't care if Gong Mingyuan notices me, what I want to do is to study hard and enhance my strength.

When Gong Mingyuan saw the notes I made clearly, he was finally moved, he stopped lecturing and asked me in a low voice, "Dongfang Hongfeng, what are you doing?"

I was a little confused: "I'm taking notes...... Isn't that okay?"

Gong Mingyuan smiled and stretched out his hand to wipe it on my desk, as if he was wiping the dust off the desk with his palm.

I immediately saw that my desk had become a mirror, and in the mirror, all the words that Gong Mingyuan had said were displayed one by one, word for word.

And the text displayed on it, neatly written, bright and easy to read, is many times better than what I wrote down myself, I don't know how many times.

My face suddenly became a little hot, I didn't know that the students here didn't have to take any notes, and there were no books I imagined.

It has long been replaced with electronic books, and even the teacher's explanation has long been a mature record, we just need to look at the record and listen to the teacher's explanation, and we don't have to record it ourselves.

It seems that our Binhu Village is indeed too backward, and if you think about it, it has been almost completely closed for thousands of years, and it is strange if it is not backward.