The following morning, Chen Cheng did not listen to the lecture very well.

It can be seen that maybe it's because of its own lack of strength, maybe it's because the students are too poor, and they really can't raise the interest in teaching well, and the four teachers who attended the class in the morning were quite mediocre, and the lectures were just coping with things, and they felt very perfunctory.

Chen Cheng didn't care, he flipped through the book with great relish, and no matter which teacher was in class, he picked up a book and read it seriously, he couldn't understand many places, but he had the impression that he had talked about it in junior high school.

When this happens, he folds up the corners of the book, and when he is free, he simply re-opens the books in junior high school, and systematically makes up for the lost knowledge.

In fact, Chen Hell was not so disgusted with learning, the reason why his grades in primary school and junior high school were not good was mainly caused by the family environment, he knew his life experience, and his adoptive father was not good to him, Chen Hexing had no interest in life, let alone studying.

And Chen Cheng also has a bit of a rebellious mentality, at first he didn't want to learn, and then he couldn't learn even if he wanted to.

But now it's different, Chen Hell has practiced Qingxuangong, and the whole person has undergone a radical change, and his life has also been completely changed because of Qingxuangong, and life has become flavorful and interesting, which makes Chen Heal rekindle his interest in learning.

He still wants to learn something seriously from the bottom of his heart, and he can't sit in the classroom every day.

The mentality has changed, and it is not so difficult to read the book, the big deal is to learn from scratch, and now it is only the first year of high school, and the knowledge of primary and junior high school is fundamentally not difficult.

On the other hand, Xu Zijun, who was sitting next to Chen Chenge, had been secretly reading online novels in class, and all of them were underworld novels, the content was nothing more than what kind of ruffian students dominated the campus, and finally became the national underground boss or something, Chen Zhixing expressed disdain for this.

He also likes to read online novels, but he is not obsessed, to put it bluntly, he is just trying to have fun, looking for a pastime, knowing that what is said on it is false, illusory, and the author is making it up, if you take it seriously, it is easy to have problems.

Xu Zijun is such an extreme situation, thinking that the stories told in the novel are true, she not only thinks so, but also does this, wanting to emulate the protagonist in the underworld novel, dominate one side, and crisscross the underground.

And she is even more ambitious, wanting to be a female boss.

All morning, Chen Hell has been thinking about a question, that is, how to deal with the relationship between him and Xu Zijun, after all, he accepted the woman who died in a car accident and was on her deathbed, and he was responsible for taking care of Xu Zijun, which was a man's commitment to a dying person.

But on the other hand, Xu Zijun's situation is like this, a little abnormal, completely living in his own fantasy world, Chen Hell really feels that he is not suitable to have too much relationship with this woman.

Anyway, let's take one step at a time, at most it's a help when it's critical, and it's usually better to be a stranger.

In the afternoon, the first period was physical education, and Chen Cheng followed the large team to the playground and began to class.

Physical education class is a time to relax, the teacher counted the number of people, distributed football, basketball and other sports facilities, and then took the thermos cup back to the office to soak wolfberry water.

Chen Heal has no interest in these sports, and sitting next to him meditating alone is not cultivation, but simply thinking about things and planning the way forward.

At present, there are still a little more than 30,000 left, although it is enough for the time being, but we can't sit back and eat, we still have to think about the way of long-term development.

There will be no more opportunities to get 100,000 at once like last time, and it is impossible to really rely on Sumeru mustard seeds to become a professional magician, thinking about it, Chen Hexing still wants to do a small business, even if he doesn't earn much, at least enough to live.

Chen Heal's ambition has never been big, even with the anti-heaven gods such as Sumeru mustard seeds and Qingxuangong, he didn't think about how to use these things to dominate the world or what's going on, just simply cultivate to ensure that his life is easy and comfortable, and he won't be bullied by others.

However, many times, once you step into a certain whirlpool, you can't be quiet if you want to, Chen Hell still doesn't understand that accepting the inheritance of Emperor Qingxuan is his fate, and such a fate, how can it be ordinary and ordinary?

At this moment, several familiar figures, from the entrance of the playground, walked over majestically, it was the unnamed Eight Tigers.

Chen Yuren glanced up, the corners of his mouth grinned, these bastards are really thieves, they have taken advantage, and they still refuse to give up, could it be that they really want to bully themselves out of Weiming Middle School?

It's just that this time they are destined to kick on an iron plate, and for these people, Chen Zhizhi doesn't mind teaching a good lesson.

The unnamed Eight Tigers are the people of the year in the unnamed middle school, and as soon as they appeared, they attracted everyone's attention, and everyone stopped the ongoing sports and gathered their eyes in one place.

There is no doubt that the target of the unnamed Eight Tigers' trip was Chen Hexing, who was sitting under a willow tree at that time.

"Boy, you're very idle. The boss of the unnamed Eight Tigers shook his head and said majestically.

"That's the way it is in physical education class, relax and relax, but you guys don't seem to want me to be comfortable. Chen Yuren stood up and said slowly.

"Snort. Mess with our eight brothers, you still want to stay in Weiming Middle School, I'm afraid it's a fool's dream, since the first day of school, this school has no place for you. The boss of the unnamed Eight Tigers sneered.

"It's up to you?" Chen moved his wrist, full of vitality.

"Boy, you're arrogant, this forced pretending is enough. The young man who suffered under Chen Yu's men yesterday said hatefully.

"Don't talk nonsense, don't talk about things that can be done. Chen Yuren shook his head, not wanting to talk too much about this group of people.

"I'm grass! There are really people with rotten meat and rotten mouths, you are especially a duck, okay, since you are so arrogant, we eight brothers don't mind beating you more soberly!"

"That's a lot of nonsense. ”

Syllable!

Chen Hell shook his head again, and then, just hearing a snap, there were five bright red finger prints on the face of the boss of the unnamed Eight Tigers, and he was stunned.

How did Chen Healing come out?

Syllable!

With another slap, Chen Yuren directly turned the boss of the unnamed Eight Tigers in place a few times, and finally fell to the ground, his face swollen into a pig's head.

"Come, you go up together. Chen Hell casually hooked his fingers at the remaining seven people, and stood under his feet.

"What's going on? Do you see how this kid made a move just now?" A teenager with studs glanced at the boss who was lying on the ground and was almost unconscious, then at Chen Heal, and then glanced at his brother, and asked in a trembling voice.

"Did he make a move?" the others were all at a loss.

"This kid is stronger than yesterday. The stud man still had some brains and sanity, and stared at Chen Cheng cautiously.

Chen Hezhi had a mysterious smile on his face, what he used just now was a move in the Qingxuangong Xuanwu Duel, the most basic palm technique, but the victory was extremely fast, and only with the aura could it exert an effect.

How can an ordinary person like the Eight Tigers understand the mystery.

"You're going to hit me. Chen Hell didn't mean to provoke, his tone was very flat, he was just impatient to wait.

Boom!

The studed man's body flew out upside down and landed on the concrete floor five meters behind him.

"Come and beat me, there are a lot of you, don't be cowardly, didn't you beat me up yesterday, continue. Chen Hell kicked one over and locked his eyes on the third person.

"You...... Don't come here!" Staring at Chen Heal's gaze, the young man directly weakened his legs, fell to the ground, looked at Chen Hell in fear, and blocked his hands in front of him.

"Resist, why don't you resist, do you just let me bully you one by one? Yesterday, even in the face of the siege of the eight of you, I still fought tenaciously to the end, even if my nose and face were swollen from the beating. Chen said condescendingly.

"You had a blue nose and swollen face yesterday, why did you get it so quickly today, you're a ghost!" the boy was already frightened.

"Just like you, you are also worthy of being called the unnamed Eight Tigers? Do you think there is such a nest of tigers? Shame on people. Chen said with disgust.

Glancing at these eight people, Chen Hell knew in his heart that they would no longer rise up to resist, these people, you can let them bully the weak, but if you let them deal with people who are stronger than themselves, it is simply impossible.

However, if a person only bullies those who are weaker than himself, but does not dare to compete with those who are stronger than himself, it is also quite sad in itself.

Chen Hell didn't want to be such a person, just like now, when these eight people had completely shown the pitiful posture of the weak, he felt bored and didn't want to play with them anymore.

", don't look for bad luck in the future, you're not my opponent, don't do something bad, at least don't let me know, otherwise, I don't mind having a fight with you. Chen Hell shook his head, turned around and returned to the shade of the tree.

At this moment, Chen Heal's classmates were all standing in the distance watching this scene intently, with a look of disbelief on their faces.

The gaze that secretly aimed at Chen Healing was even more complicated.

This is the crying father who was beaten by the unnamed eight tigers, and the poor Chen cured? This is the coward and poor worm who they mercilessly laughed at for two days?

But now, the facts are in front of him, the arrogant and domineering Eight Tigers easily put down two for Chen Heal, scared one to pee, and the others didn't dare to move.

Those students felt a burning pain in their faces.