The bungalow area next to the Yuntong River and Zhang Luoyu's home.

At this time, it was the morning, and the rays of sunlight were sprinkled into the living room from the clean floor-to-ceiling windows, shining on Han Dong's sportswear and Zhang Luoyu's gold-rimmed glasses.

Han Dong pursed his lips and said with a smile: "Thank you Uncle Zhang for letting me see these collections with my own eyes." ”

"Hey, what are you polite to this kid?" Zhang Luoyu sat on the sofa and pushed his glasses: "I have been friends with your father for many years. We've known each other since he first opened the supermarket. It's been more than ten years, and you've grown so big. ”

said.

Zhang Luoyu sighed lightly, a little nostalgic.

Han Dong also smiled in response...... He was so excited, it was like walking on clouds.

Just now he touched these collections of Uncle Zhang, and seven of them all contained a trace of gray airflow, and all of them were sucked out by him and integrated into his body!

These seven pieces of the collection include copper coins and bamboo sticks, wine glass door knockers, and slightly shabby stone ornaments!

No matter what the material, it can contain gray airflow. And the common denominator of these collections is that they have a long history of more than 100 years!

"Uncle Zhang. ”

Han Dong smiled enthusiastically and stood up - click!

The crunched sound of his knees reverberated through the living room, crisp and powerful, precisely because of the explosion in all aspects of his physical fitness.

Zhang Luoyu was stunned, frowned slightly, and asked, "Xiaodong, are you too tired to study in your third year of high school?"

Normally.

How could a boy who was only 18 years old get up after squatting for a long time and his bones sounded? Zhang Luoyu thought that Han Dong usually didn't exercise much, and his body was too weak.

Han Dong shook his head and explained with a smile: "Uncle Zhang, I have been practicing martial arts recently, and I often exercise my bones to promote bone development. ”

"Oh. ”

Zhang Luoyu suddenly realized.

He also thought that Han Dong lacked exercise, but he didn't expect the opposite...... Han Dong is actually practicing martial arts! If he is an ordinary person, he would be curious, but Zhang Luoyu is different.

He has a net worth of about tens of millions, has a high level of contact, and has some understanding of martial artists.

Nine products to one product, and then the martial artist. In Suhe City, the status of warriors is very high. There are a total of three martial artists in Suhe City who have opened martial arts gyms, all of whom have extraordinary status.

Click.

Han Dong moved his legs and said, "Uncle Zhang, it's almost noon, so I won't bother Uncle Zhang." Thank you very much this time. ”

Without Zhang Luoyu's collection, Han Dong would not have been able to obtain the seven traces of gray and white airflow, and he would not be sure of the conditions for the existence of gray and white airflow. Even he couldn't have imagined that it would all go so smoothly.

"Haha. Zhang Luoyu walked towards Han Dong and said, "Xiaodong, don't be in a hurry to leave first." Uncle Zhang's daughter is also experimenting in Suhe City, although she is a science major in high school, she also has a common topic with you. Wait to stay for lunch. ”

Han Dong was stunned: "Uncle Zhang, this ......"

Smack.

Zhang Luoyu patted Han Dong on the shoulder, and suddenly felt like he was patting on a stone. He pushed the gold-rimmed frame and said enthusiastically: "No hurry, no hurry." Xiaodong, since you have come here, why do you want to try Uncle Zhang's craftsmanship. ”

Han Dong couldn't shirk it, so he could only respond.

Although he was in a hurry to go home and further adjust his short-term plans, the help that Uncle Zhang Luoyu gave him was really too great, so he was embarrassed to refuse.

At this very moment.

"Oops!" A girl with bright eyes and bright teeth, wearing light pink home pajamas, opened the bedroom door, rubbed her eyes in confusion, and said dissatisfiedly: "Dad, who are you talking to on the phone, can you be smaller-"

"Ahh

She looked at Han Dong and exclaimed...... Obviously, she didn't expect that a strange boy would come to the house.

Zhang Luoyu said embarrassedly: "Xiao Hao, did Dad quarrel with you? By the way, this is Han Dong, the child of your Uncle Han Wenzhi's family." Xiaodong is a liberal arts major in the city's experimental high school, and you are also classmates. ”

"Dad, why don't you tell me in advance. Zhang Hao pursed his lips, a trace of displeasure appeared on his face, and then looked at Han Dong and said politely: "Hello Han Dong." ”

Zhang Luoyu shook his head: "Dad sent you a text message, just worried about disturbing your sleep." ”

"Hmph. ”

Zhang Hao said unhappily: "I can only sleep well on Sundays, and you are still arguing with your daughter, you are still your own father." ”

said.

She walked to the edge of the living room, looked at Han Dong, and said softly, "I'm sorry, I'm a little angry to get up." Kindness...... What class are you on?"

Han Dong replied: "I am Han Dong from Class 7, a liberal arts student...... Ahem, I know you, you are Zhang Hao, who is in the top ten in the science grade, and I still used you as an example at the beginning. ”

Example?

Zhang Hao's eyes lit up, and he was instantly interested, and pulled his long hair: "Really, how are your grades, it should be good." ”

Han Dong said reservedly: "My grades are not worth mentioning. I heard that you were still in the middle of your class when you were a sophomore in high school...... As a result, after entering the third year of high school, my grades have improved by leaps and bounds, and the teachers in our class often mention your name to motivate us. ”

Zhang Hao was a little embarrassed: "Hehe." ”

After these two sentences...... Zhang Hao had a good impression of the strange boy in front of him with a delicate face and a stable temperament.

Zhang Luoyu touched his daughter Zhang Hao's head and said with emotion: "Xiao Hao's grades are really good. You talk first, I'll cook for you. ”

"Go, go, I'm going to eat scrambled eggs with tomatoes. Zhang Hao pushed Zhang Luoyu: "If you don't make it delicious, when your mother comes back, I will sue you." ”

"You kid, you don't believe in your father's craft. ”

Zhang Luoyu laughed and walked into the kitchen.

And Zhang Hao invited Han Dong to sit down and talked about some interesting things in the third year of high school, turning from strange to somewhat familiar.

——

That night, in the bedroom at home.

Han Dong clenched the dark black mouse and kept clicking, querying the relevant information of martial arts. The desktop computer screen glowed brightly, reflecting his happy face.

"Today was a good day, and after inhaling seven strands of gray air, I could feel my body full of strength. He chirped: "And Uncle Zhang's skills are very good, but Uncle Zhang is too enthusiastic, and has always asked me to add QQ friends with Zhang Hao." Fortunately, Zhang Hao's personality is relatively gentle...... If it is a normal adolescent girl, it is estimated that she is resistant and very dissatisfied. ”

Click.

Da-da-da.

Han Dong clicked the mouse and looked at the detailed information on the screen.

......

The martial arts grade from nine to seven grades, health training, can make you energetic, can make the strength full, and finally let the limbs and waist and abdomen communicate with each other, which is the peak of the seven grades.

The martial arts grade from six to four grades, polishing the body, can make the qi and blood overflow, can make the bones extremely strong, and let the strength of the whole body reach the point of combining rigidity and softness, which is the peak of the four grades.

The martial arts grade from three to one product, through the strength, when there is a thousand catties of huge strength, there is full and full physical strength, you can send and receive the strength at will, round and condensed, it is the pinnacle of a product.

These are the descriptions of martial arts grades.

As for the martial artists above the first grade, there is no description on the Internet, which is obviously confidential martial arts information.

"Thousands of pounds of power. ”

Han Dong pursed his lips and said secretly: "The power of a thousand catties is indeed very strong, it is beyond the strength of a normal person, but it does not exceed the limit of the human body. Some boxers who can't practice martial arts also have the strength of a thousand catties...... In terms of actual combat ability, it is obvious that people who practice martial arts are stronger. ”

Han Dong clicked the mouse, casually browsing the complicated information on the Internet, and the short-term plan gradually became clearer...... Continue to look for gray air currents and integrate them into your body to improve your martial arts level.

At least before the college entrance examination, you must reach a martial arts grade of seven or above.

"If you have more than seven grades, you can be admitted to an ordinary university. If you can reach the fifth grade, you can even be admitted to Chongben University!" Han Dong secretly longed, and a question popped up in his heart - what martial arts grade is he equivalent to?

Nine products?

Or is it Bapin?

Suddenly, Han Dong's right palm stiffened, and the corners of his mouth outlined an embarrassing arc: "I was at Uncle Zhang's house this morning...... I said that I practiced martial arts and exercised my bones - did Uncle Zhang think that I had a martial arts grade of more than six grades?"

"Dizzy!"

"I, I don't have a grade ...... yet"

——

On Monday morning, in the classroom of the seventh class of the third year of high school.

During the lunch break, the students were resting, and Gu Yuanliang and Han Dong, who were in the third row by the window, whispered to each other.

Gu Yuanliang looked at Han Dong suspiciously, and asked in a low voice: "Han Dong, are you crazy? There are still more than ninety days before the college entrance examination, and you want to become a martial arts student? Your grades are also very good, why do you have to become a martial arts student?"

"Martial arts plus test, it doesn't make sense to you. ”

Gu Yuanliang shook his head again and again.

Only those with a martial arts grade of seven or more can be admitted to ordinary universities. If you have more than five grades, you can be admitted to Chongben University...... As for the university, it needs more than three grades!

With Han Dong's results, he is very hopeful to be admitted to the main book.

In other words, only when the martial arts level reaches the third grade or above can it be helpful to the current Han Dong. But more than three grades? It's simply not possible...... Even if you practice to the eighth grade, it is extremely difficult.

All in all.

It is impossible for the martial arts test to provide any help to Han Dong.

Han Dong smiled and shook his head, his eyes flashing with determination: "Don't persuade me anymore...... I had a reason to turn into a martial arts student. ”

Gu Yuanliang smiled and said helplessly: "It is your own decision to become a martial arts student, but how can you change it?" It is impossible for the head teacher, Mr. Li, to agree to your request. Besides, Teacher Li agreed to get the signature of the grade director, which was too troublesome and very troublesome. ”

"Senior director, it's impossible to promise you. ”

Gu Yuanliang sighed lightly.

The rules and regulations in the school are quite cumbersome. No matter how clear the reason is, once the teacher disagrees, it will be stuck with you...... There is no hope at all.

It's just a simple matter of adding a list.

Teacher Li still has hope of passing this level, because although their homeroom teacher, Mr. Li, is strict and old-fashioned, he considers it from the perspective of students. And the director of the third year of high school is notoriously cold and conceited.

What he said was the rules and regulations.

His idea is to be right.

Han Dong wanted to become a martial arts student, and the third-year director would never agree to this request.

"Alas, my tablemates. Gu Yuanliang said in a low voice: "Unless you ask your parents to come to the school to find the director of the third grade of high school, you still extinguish this thought, it's impossible." ”

"Yes. ”

Han Dong nodded.

True.

Even if the head teacher, Li Ming, agrees, the director of the third year of high school will not agree.

But...... If he directly went to Principal Yu of the Municipal Experimental High School and put forward his ideas, as long as he had the principal's signature, he would be a real martial arts student.

The principal signs and you can crush the difficulties!

As for letting his parents come to school, this is absolutely not allowed, because he doesn't want to break his parents' expectations of him and make his parents feel sad and anxious.

"Hey. ”

Han Dong chuckled and stood up from his seat, Gu Yuanliang hurriedly made room for him, watched the back of Han Dong at the same table, and left the classroom.

"What does he want to do?"

Gu Yuanliang was dumbfounded, but he didn't dare to ask. Because it was lunch break, the classroom was very quiet.

At the back table of him.

The beauty art student and Xu Churan never slept and heard the complete conversation.

She blinked her delicate and beautiful eyes, pursed her thin red lips, and looked up at Han Dong who was leaving. Then he lowered his head and continued to play with his nails, the pink color of nail polish, and the little shining stars in the shadows.

Like delicate pink petals.