"Don't talk nonsense, this qigong has a scientific basis!"

Seeing Guan Xiaojun in public contemptuous of the incense gong he was addicted to in class, Luo Zhitong felt a little ashamed and angry that his faith was insulted, and his face became ugly, "Now that the state has produced a lot of medical equipment related to qigong, is this also fake? If this qigong is fake, why doesn't the state stop it?"

At this time, the state's attitude towards qigong was not to publicize, not to advocate, not to ban it, to let it grow naturally, and not to interfere with it.

This has led many people to believe in these cultivation methods, Luo Zhitong's question is also the common idea of all the people, if it is really false, why does the country allow these masters to accept disciples to make reports?

Guan Xiaojun can't explain this, the water in it is too deep, how can he answer this kind of question, even if he knows the specific situation, he doesn't dare to say it, this is completely an act of looking for a pump.

Seeing Luo Zhitong so excited, he couldn't help but laugh secretly, "Teacher Luo, our radio gymnastics, but the national unified physical education textbook, is a way of physical exercise that every primary and secondary school should popularize, if you deliberately change it to this incense gong, I'm afraid it's not suitable, right?

Luo Zhitong glanced at Guan Xiaojun, "Don't scare me with the principal, you kid!"

Guan Xiaojun smiled, sat down obediently and said no more.

Luo Zhitong was a little apprehensive, and stretched out his hand to summon Guan Xiaojun out of the classroom, "You don't really want to make a small report to the principal, do you?"

Guan Xiaojun almost laughed out loud, "Teacher Luo, if you really let all the students in our class learn qigong, even if I don't make a small report, the principal will know, other teachers can't be blind." ”

Luo Zhitong looked sorry for his face, "It's a pity, it's a pity, I mentioned it to the principal, but he didn't agree, alas, ......"

Looking at him like this, it seems that he feels sincerely sorry because his classmates can't practice this kind of exercise, and he feels that these children have missed a great opportunity to improve themselves.

Guan Xiaojun knew a lot about Xianggong, he looked at Luo Zhitong with a look of pity, and said with a smile: "Teacher Luo, if the whole class practices this Xianggong, will everyone wear a big pot on their heads? Who will pay for this pot? Do you still want students to raise funds for wholesale? Who will make this money?"

Luo Zhitong was a little embarrassed, "You kid, what are you talking nonsense? That is called the information pot, and it can accept the perfume information sent by the master! If you want to practice, you must buy the things recommended by the master, and if you buy other skills, you won't receive information at all!"

Guan Xiaojun couldn't hold back any longer, and laughed, "Good guy, it turns out that this aluminum pot plays the role of a TV antenna!"

Luo Zhitong thought for a while and said very seriously: "It should be this principle! In fact, qigong and science are the same ......."

Guan Xiaojun no longer listened to him, turned around and walked towards the classroom, "Teacher, I still have a lot of practice questions to do, I'll go to do the questions first, don't worry, I will resolutely not give a small report to the principal!"

At this time, many people who practiced qigong went crazy and were in a state of semi-madness, this Luo Zhitong also belonged to one of them, for such a person, Guan Xiaojun was too lazy to communicate with him, because all communication was pale and powerless in this state, and it was the same whether to say it or not.

After this incident, Guan Xiaojun returned home and told Guan Zizai about it, and Guan Zizai looked disapproving after hearing this, "Now a group of guys are stupid when they are officials, and they don't know how to manage them! The theories of these qigong masters are crooked and heretical things at first glance! Xiaojun, let me tell you, in this world, any organization or individual that appears in front of people is bound to be crooked and heretical!" This is just like the White Lotus Sect in the past, what kind of vacuum, hometown without a child, an old mother or something, what a living Maitreya or something, all of them are deceitful things, foolish men and foolish women will be deceived, this is a livelihood that only the lower ninth-rate can do. ”

Guan Xiaojun said with a smile: "But many people just believe this." ”

Guan Zizai frowned, and said after a while: "Let's take a look first, I hope it will slowly stop, otherwise, if the scale is really large, this will definitely be a big problem!"

This matter is also talked about here, and the two will not mention it again.

Throughout the summer vacation, Guan Xiaojun was busy working, and now after returning to school, he suddenly felt a quiet feeling that he had never experienced before, practicing regularly, reading in the morning, studying, eating, exams, and cleaning every day.

Reborn once, Guan Xiaojun attaches great importance to learning, almost forcing himself to be like an ascetic, every day to spare a lot of time to study, in the process of learning, every time he overcomes an exercise, he will gain a great sense of satisfaction, in Guan Xiaojun's memory, this satisfaction has not been passed for many years.

His positive learning attitude and effective learning methods enabled him to finish all the subjects in the second year of junior high school in a short period of time, and when he was not interested, he began to preview the textbooks of the third year in advance.

After spending two months gnawing the textbooks for the third year of junior high school, Guan Xiaojun found the head teacher Luo Zhitong, "Teacher Luo, I want to skip a grade!"

Luo Zhitong had already seen this sign when Guan Xiaojun was studying the textbooks for the third year of junior high school, and now that Guan Xiaojun made this kind of request, he was not surprised at all, and even had a faint sense of expectation.

After reporting this matter to the principal, the principal, who had long been eager for Guan Xiaojun to get out, was overjoyed, and waved his pen: Agree!

Now many teachers and staff of Fengshan Township Middle School hate Guan Xiaojun very much, not that Guan Xiaojun's character is not good, but that this kid is too restless!

The food in the canteen is unhygienic, Guan Xiaojun will also take his classmates to make trouble, the school food manager deliberately made food for students on the scales, Guan Xiaojun also took students to make trouble, and even when the school entered the textbooks to make school uniforms and wanted to make some income, Guan Xiaojun also made a hindrance, and he had to let the school lower the price, otherwise he called on the students to boycott collectively.

For such a mixed world demon king with a deep background, he can't be beaten or scolded in the school, when Qiao Yunying is there, there are still people who can control him, and now Qiao Yunying has resigned and gone to the city, Guan Xiaojun's actions in the school can be described as lawless, which makes all the teachers feel very big.

The key is that this kid is still very good at learning, and sometimes when he competes in school, he fights a lot of face for the school, which makes some teachers love and hate, both hate him and admire him.

At a young age, he has such a great appeal in school, which is of course related to the fact that the school does not dare to care about him, but it is more that personal charm and means of communication play a role, which is much more powerful than they were back then.

If someone else skips a grade, the leaders of the school will definitely consider it, but Guan Xiaojun skips a grade, but no one objects, so that he can leave Fengshan Town Middle School early, which is a relief for Guan Xiaojun, and it is also a relief for the whole school staff.