The teacher is not talking about digging a nest now, but about the origin and development of writing. And Xiao Qian's tablemate Liu Ruoxin doesn't seem to mind Xiao Qian at all, Xiao Qian asked her to pick up the garbage, she picked it up, and never objected, such a goddess in the hearts of boys, but in front of Xiao Qian, she became nothing, just a tablemate. He rarely took the initiative to speak to this goddess, but he was very enthusiastic about Hanxue, and ran over to talk to her about this and that after class, Hanxue listened to him most of the time, and he spoke with great relish. And Liu Ruoxin didn't seem to care about Xiaoqian's indifference to him at all, all of this seemed to be taken for granted. This made everyone's classmates very confused, and they all wondered if this new god had built the wrong bridge with the nerve of aesthetics. Of course, Xiao Qian didn't understand either.

The teacher also saw Xiao Qian's absent-mindedness, and came over and gently knocked on Xiao Qian's table three times. Xiao Qian was busy sitting in danger, and he didn't dare to desert again.

After school, Xiao Qian felt that the teacher's three times seemed to have a deep meaning, I don't know if I had heard of such a scene there, as if he was talking about the middle of the night. So, on the third watch day in the evening, Xiao Qian went to find the teacher alone.

He came to the teacher's door and knocked lightly three times.

"Who?" a bland voice came from within, and it even felt a little lazy, more like someone who had just woken up.

"Teacher, I'm Wang Xiaoqian!" Xiaoqian said in a low voice, as if he was afraid of being heard by others.

"Is there anything going on at such a late hour?"

It sounds like the lines are wrong, didn't you give me a hint and let me come to you?

"Teacher, you asked me to come to you, have you forgotten?" Xiao Qian said a little reluctantly.

"When did I ask you to come to me? I'm afraid you're thinking too much?" The teacher didn't follow the script designed by Xiao Qian at all.

Xiao Qian was a little disappointed, wondering if he would be wrong, he would not have taken the initiative to ask for help, but this teacher's skills are too superb, he has never admired a person like this. People say that killing people is not enough, and the teacher will not nod, just wave his sleeves and not take away a cloud.

He also fantasized about whether the teacher would take the initiative to take him as a successor like Zhang Chongjing, so that he could bargain with the teacher, but he found that he was wrong, and the teacher did not want to pass on his intentions.

He was about to turn around and leave, but the teacher's door opened.

The teacher said, "Is there anything you want to tell me?"

Xiao Qian's somewhat disappointed mood immediately became pleasantly surprised, and happily followed the teacher into the room.

The teacher's room is also very simple, and there is nothing special except for a lot of books.

Xiao Qian didn't pay attention to what kind of books these were, and his head hurt when he saw the books.

The teacher sat down on the chair and motioned for Xiao Qian to sit on another chair opposite.

After Xiao Qian sat down, the teacher looked at him and said, "It's so late, what is going on, just say it." ”

Xiao Qian felt that he would be wrong again, but he was still unwilling to leave like this, since he came, he had to say what was in his heart.

"Teacher, this, you are really amazing, you killed those enemies in seconds as soon as you appeared, it is really happy!" He looked at the teacher's face, and saw that he didn't seem to be interested in these words that were similar to sycophants, and even frowned, Xiao Qian hurriedly said, "I thought the teacher was asking me to come three days and teach me a little exercise." ”

"I can't remember when I let you come to the third watch?" said the teacher, still very calmly.

"During the day, the teacher knocked on my desk three times, I thought, it means the middle of the night?"

"Oh, it's this, it's that you're thinking too much, I just reminded you to pay attention to the lecture at that time, and I didn't mean anything else!" the teacher said calmly.

When Xiao Qian heard this, his heart was cold, and his hope was completely extinguished.

I thought to myself, this teacher is really not an earthling, and he doesn't even know the code words in "Journey to the West".

"However, if you want to learn, I can consider taking you as an apprentice. The teacher said calmly again.

"Really!" Xiao Qian couldn't help but be happy, her body stood up, and she wanted to kneel down and kowtow to the teacher.

He really wanted to learn the teacher's exercises so much, and he now understands that if you want to go back to Earth, you have to live first, and if you don't have a life, everything is nonsense. And if you want to survive in this world, you must have good exercises and strong enough strength, otherwise you may get cold at some point.

The teacher waved his sleeves slightly, Xiao Qian felt like there was an invisible wall in front of him, he wanted to kneel but couldn't.

At this time, the teacher said, "No need to salute, I have to see how your roots are first, otherwise if I accept an apprentice who can't be successful, won't it ruin my reputation?"

Xiao Qian is a little lost, this still depends on the bones, doesn't it mean that there are no students who can't teach well, only teachers who can't teach? However, this is not teaching, but kendo.

The teacher gently placed his hand on his head, like an elder gently caressing a small child, full of warmth. Xiao Qian felt like a warm current from the top of his head all the way into his skull, and then into every part of his body, even the limbs, making him feel the warmth of spring.

While he was enjoying the breath, the teacher took his hand away.

Xiao Qian looked at the teacher's expression expectantly, with a look of how it is, whether it is okay or not.

The teacher was unusually calm, without a trace of fluctuation, his face did not change, and even there was not a trace of spiritual power fluctuation on his body. Then he said flatly: "You are physically strong, but unfortunately, you don't have a trace of spiritual power fluctuations on your body, it's like a pool of stagnant water, you can't practice!"

Xiao Qian listened, and the enthusiasm that had just been ignited seemed to be poured down by a basin of cold water suddenly on his head.

This is no longer a person who says that he can't practice, first the village head, and now this teacher. It seems that I really can't practice, I can only be an ordinary person. This body is strong, and it can only deal with some ordinary people, and it is powerless in the face of powerful cultivators.

"Although you can't practice, I can teach you some swordsmanship, and with these tangible swordsmanship, you can also defeat many strong people. The teacher said.

Xiao Qian was very disappointed in his heart, but he didn't show it too much on his face, he actually had mental preparations, but he was a little unwilling in his heart, thinking, maybe the teacher had some achievements in cultivation, maybe he could help him achieve his wish to practice, but he couldn't practice, so he couldn't force him to stay.

Seeing that he didn't say anything more, the teacher said to him, "It's late now, I'll teach you swordsmanship tomorrow, now go and rest!"

Xiao Qian listened, stood up, saluted the teacher, and went out. Now, he remembered that it was a little undeserved to disturb the teacher so late. What kind of bullshit three watches come to me in the middle of the night to teach you to practice for the teacher, these are all stories in novels, and there is no such thing in reality.