Striking while the iron was hot, she took out the third magic weapon.

Compared to that ancient book, this one is much easier to understand.

The writing is in normal traditional Chinese, and it is a beautiful line letter, which is very easy to read. Although it is in the form of ancient texts, she can basically recognize and understand them all.

Only, there's a problem. Practicing martial arts in a house or something, it doesn't seem realistic.

She stared at the thin book, frowning and thinking of a solution.

I was born, and I felt that a little person appeared in my head.

The little man was like a kung fu master, showing every move in her mind. Zhang Qian looked at the handwritten book and found that some of the moves coincided. You know that there is a mystery hidden inside.

At this time, the phone suddenly rang, and it was a text message.

She opened it and took a look, it was from the cheap master:

"If you already have a trick in your head, you're not too stupid. Now you just need to continue to settle down as if you were cultivating abilities and feel it with your heart. Once you've memorized all of them, I'll find a way for you to actually practice them. ”

Zhang Qian no longer wanted to complain about how powerful this cheap master was, as if he had installed surveillance on himself.

She picked up her mobile phone and returned lazily: "Okay Master, hand tea to Master, Master please kneel down." In addition, the elderly still need to ensure more sleep time, will they not sleep and wait for sudden death?"

Although the words are not good, the corners of his mouth are unconsciously curled, and he said that it would be more fun if there were penguins and V letters and emojis in this era.

In her thoughts, she began to cross her legs and knees in a cultivation form.

Time flies by in the cultivation.

After this weekend, it's June 2nd.

Because June 25 is the day of the high school entrance examination, when Zhang Qian arrived at school on Monday, she found that the atmosphere in the class had changed.

The fact that she became the only student in No. 3 Middle School who was admitted to No. 1 Middle School seems to have changed from news to old news, and no one points fingers at her anymore.

But all the students who still have some hope to take the entrance examination have begun to sharpen their knives.

Zhao Xiuhong, the head teacher, looked at the hardest working moment of this class of students in the past three years, and her always serious face inevitably brought a little smile.

She went around the class, and when she walked to Zhang Qian's seat, she went out with her on time, and then handed her a set of high school textbooks.

"Well, this is given to you by the nursery school of the No. 1 Middle School in the city, so that you must prepare for half of the progress before enrolling. ”

Zhang Qian looked at the stack of brand-new textbooks, and couldn't help laughing dryly: "It seems that it is not for nothing that the No. 1 Middle School in Renjia City has good grades." It's scary. ”

But it's also very ahead of its time.

Zhao Xiuhong nodded approvingly: "After all, the provincial focus must be outstanding." However, you should remember not to completely forget about the high school entrance examination, and still get a good score. At that time, there will still be certain advantages in enrollment. ”

Zhang Qian nodded, "Teacher, don't worry, I am measured." ”

After talking, Zhang Qian entered the classroom with a stack of high school textbooks.

Everyone in the class seemed to be used to it, and some of the students looked up and hurried down.

At this time, the system, which had been silent for two days, suddenly sounded.

"Congratulations to the host, you have obtained the achievement of a thousand cuts, and the coolness value is +1000. ”

"What the hell are you cutting with a thousand knives, wait, you explain it clearly to the old lady!! and, why do you, every time, escape from the battle? What the hell are you for?"

"To achieve a thousand cuts is to be cut fifty times by the gaze of the same person. It means that if gaze can kill, someone has already killed you fifty times. Okay host, I'll leave first. ”

After speaking, without waiting for Zhang Qian's consent, there was no voice.

Zhang Qian thought about the various reactions of this system since her rebirth, and fell into deep thought.