The boy in front of her was just a student who had just graduated from junior high school, Zhan Muyu's mind was a little messy, but soon she stopped thinking about these things, just like the boy said, she had no other choice at all.

"Then what are you going to do?" Zhan Muyu became a dead horse doctor, at least the boy's boxing just now was quite eye-catching.

"Do you have any books on car repair?" Chen Xing needed books, and he didn't learn them out of thin air.

"Yes, my dad bought a lot at that time, and he also knew that his skills were not enough, so he bought a lot of books, but it didn't take long for him to be found out that he was sick, and these books were all left here, as well as the notes that my dad himself used to make, at that time he was still teaching his disciples, my dad was very careful, and the notes were piled up with one person so high. Zhan Muyu, who talked about his father, was a little proud and gloomy.

Zhan Muyu took Chen Xing to the store, and in a small room Chen Xing saw those books, as Zhan Muyu said, a lot, a bunch of notes, a bunch of books, those notes are dirty, but it is normal, how clean can the books written by a car mechanic be, these notes look like some years.

The other pile looks much newer, the top books have traces of being turned over, and some of the books below haven't even torn off the film on the books, it seems that the uncle didn't make it to that time.

"Okay, let's get started now. Chen Xing picked up a large stack of books just like he used to move bricks.

"Huh?" Zhan Muyu didn't expect Chen Xing to pick up the book, what do you mean, will he read it now?" "There is no light in this room, you go to the big room outside." Zhan Muyu took Chen Xing to a place with lights.

Chen Xing didn't have a trace of restraint, found a chair from the side and sat down, then picked up the stack of books and read it.

Is this execution so strong? Zhan Muyu's mind is a little messy, what happened in less than an hour?!

A boy helped her run away with a debt collector, saying that he knew his father and that he wanted to learn how to fix cars and become a master in her garage.

The point is that she still believed it, and took the boy into her own car repair shop and gave him all the books her father left behind before his death.

Am I dreaming? Zhan Muyu pinched his face, or did he compromise with reality, as if this was really the case. Accepting the reality, she went to move a table for Chen Xing, she couldn't let this person read without even a table.

Zhan Muyu, who finished moving the table, felt so tired, sat on the chair next to him, put his legs on the chair, held his knees with his hands, and shrunk into a ball.

Looking at the boy in front of him, the boy had already picked up a copy of her father's old notebook and looked at it with all his attention.

When her father was still there, there were also a few apprentices in the car repair shop, and Zhan Muyu was also familiar with them at that time, and occasionally went out to play with them, and was reprimanded by her father for watching them learn to repair cars.

I've seen them study from her father's handwritings, but they don't seem to be as serious as the boy in front of them, and their eyes seem to be shining.

Why are his eyes so star-like?

At this time, Chen Xing had already directly added that little attribute point to his intelligence.

Today his panels are:

Level ten

XP 2/260

Power 2

Intelligence 2

Stamina 2

Energy 2

Agility 2

Learned Skills:

Boxing skills level 5

Mastery: 85/180

Level 1 in swimming skills

Proficiency: 0/100

All attribute points are added by two, and this is really a socialist plus point. Level 10 was just as he thought, and he could learn another skill.

As early as when he was sitting in a daze with Zhan Muyu outside the store, Chen Xing had already learned this skill, three times randomly.

The first time was painting, the second time was singing, Chen Xing was not interested in either of them, he was not a literary youth, these things were still forgotten.

The third time was swimming.

At first, I was a little disappointed, but I quickly accepted it, how to say that he lives in Port City, right next to the sea, and it's nothing to swim well.

To be a human being, you must learn to comfort yourself.

"What's your name?" Zhan Muyu found himself handing over the fate of this shop to the boy in front of him, but he didn't know his name.

"My name is Chen Xing. Chen Xing didn't look up, his eyes were always on the yellowed notebook, just like Zhan Muyu said that her father was very careful, the things on the notebook were very detailed, and he was very familiar with the uncle's handwriting.

These notes can be regarded as old things of the deceased.

Chen Xing also really experienced the strength of two points of intelligence, although he was not unforgettable, but after watching it four or five times, he almost memorized those important parts. If he had this ability in his previous life, would he have been tired of being admitted to a key university at that time, and what would he have learned in school every day.

Zhan Muyu watched Chen Xing become more and more sleepy, his eyelids kept falling, and finally closed his eyes.

She had a long, long dream, and then she heard a small sound, a familiar sound, and she knew she must have heard it, but she couldn't tell what it was.

The voice rang every once in a while, steady and regular, and Zhan Muyu stopped everything in his dream, wanting to hear what the sound was.

Then she slowly got out of the dream, opened her eyes, and a sour feeling of lack of sleep came to her mind, making Zhan Muyu frown.

Then she saw the scene in front of her, and she knew what the steady and regular sound was.

The boy, Chen Xing, was looking at the notes as intently as she had before she went to sleep.

And the sound she heard in her dream was the sound of Chen Xing turning the book, and the boy who was engrossed in it stayed on each page for six or seven minutes, and then turned to the next page.

Did he remember it all? Common sense told her it was unlikely, but the boy's eyes told her it was true. Zhan Muyu twisted her eyes, her brain was still sinking, it was obvious that she hadn't slept well, her posture was the same as when she first slept, sitting in a chair in a ball, and now she felt sore.

Zhan Muyu took out his mobile phone from his dirty car repair clothes and looked at the time, it was half past four, and it was almost morning, he saw it from reading last night to the present?

Now she began to believe that the boy in front of her was really different, in case, as he said, he was a genius?

"Well, don't you have to rest for a while?"

"Ah, what time is it?" Chen Xing had long forgotten the time, but he could feel that his energy was constantly passing, and he was highly concentrated on reading the notes, which made him a little sleepy.

"It's half past four. Zhan Muyu looked at Chen Xing with some disbelief in his eyes, he really hadn't slept all night.

"I'll sleep, you wake me up at seven o'clock. Chen Xing felt that he still had to take a break, the monster boxing training camp was about to start at eight o'clock today, and he still had to recover some physical strength and energy.

After Chen Xing finished speaking, he fell asleep directly on the table, and every second counted.

Is there no process at all? Zhan Muyu felt that this boy named Chen Xing's execution was too strong, so strong that she was a little uncomfortable.

Humans don't seem like that, do they?

Seeing that Chen Xing had already fallen asleep on the table, the previous pile of books had been divided into two piles, one pile more, one pile was relatively less, there were only three or four notebooks, obviously, those three or four notebooks were just finished by Chen Xing.

Zhan Muyu looked at Chen Xing's sleeping face in a daze, did she just put the fate of this store on this boy?

It wasn't until she realized that the boy had fallen asleep that she ran inside to find a coat for Chen Xing to put on, and then went out lightly by herself.

It was almost seven o'clock when she returned.

"Hey, Chen Xing, wake up, it's seven o'clock. Zhan Muyu touched Chen Xing's arm and woke him up, which was also the time he told her.

After touching it twice, Chen Xing woke up from the table, Chen Xing rubbed his face, even if he hung up, after this level of study, he only slept for two and a half hours, he was still a little tired, but fortunately, he was not unable to persevere.

"Let's have some breakfast. Zhan Muyu went out to buy some breakfast and brought back a bowl of hot noodle soup for Chen Xing.

"Thank you. Seeing this, Chen Xing thanked him, and after reading the book all night, even if it was not physical work, Chen Xing was so hungry that he was unceremoniously picked up the bowl and ate it in a big gulp.

"Well, do you want to get a document? about the 150,000 and one-half income mentioned earlier. Chen Xing said while eating noodles.

"Don't worry about it yet, it's not that urgent. Zhan Muyu smiled and refused, although she saw Chen Xing's actions, but her trust in Chen Xing's ability to become a qualified car repair master was still very low.

There are so many things that are not as simple as you think.

At that time, Chen Xing can't do it, forget it, and he can't let this high school student bear her debt of 150,000 yuan.

"Yes, okay. Chen Xing didn't mind much, and sped up to solve his breakfast, this noodle soup was quite delicious, "By the way, can you get a car to come to this room? I need a car, just a car." "Chen Xing wants to learn to repair cars, but he can't just rely on reading notes and textbooks, a car is a must.

"Well, I'd like to figure it out. Even if there were doubts about whether Chen Xing could do what he promised, Zhan Muyu was still willing to believe that he could do it, and this store was already going to crush her.

Completely crushed.

But now it seems as if there is a boy who is willing to take it on her shoulder. made her suddenly willing to believe that there are fairy tales in this world.

If there were fairy tales in the world, would it happen to her?

"I'll go first, I'll come back in the evening. Chen Xing finished eating the noodle soup in a big gulp, took a few notes and books and left, and waved to Zhan Muyu as a farewell.

Zhan Muyu watched Chen Xing leave, walked into the car repair shop, saw the two piles of books on the table, took a deep breath, picked up one and read it.

If this high school student named Chen Xing is confident, then why does she, as her father's daughter, feel that she can't do it.

She also took her father's notebook and looked at it.