Zheng Ya took a closer look at the stone, and didn't know the essentials in his heart, in the past, this boulder would never be able to move it by himself, but now, he has just practiced boxing for a month and just used a plaster, should the effect be so good?

Or is the stone just a hollow color?

Zheng Ya found a few more boulders, tried several times in a row, and finally came to the conclusion that if it wasn't for a big problem with his eyesight, then his strength must have improved greatly. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

His eyes swept over a boulder that had been picked up by himself, reaching a full 160 pounds, Zheng Ya thought to himself, if I practice for a while, maybe I can participate in the weightlifting competition.

In the end, Zheng Ya gave up exploring how much strength he had, and decided to go to the Guoshu Pavilion to find a handyman, which would be good as a sparring partner, and he could also borrow some of the equipment of the Guoshu Pavilion for his own use.

I remember that in the National Art Museum, there are some equipment for measuring strength.

Zheng Ya felt that these devices could allow him to better see his changes and allow him to start some cultivation in a very targeted manner.

What's more important is that the sparring partner recruited by the Guoshu Pavilion does not need money, and it can also help Zheng Ya exercise one of the nine strengths of the human body: the strength of the flesh and the strength of the muscles and bones.

According to Zheng Guan's memory, the best way to cultivate these two kinds of strength is to go to the waterfall to take a horse step, or to practice in the woodman alley.

But Zheng Ya does not have the above two conditions, but there is a workaround in his memory, which seems to be more suitable for Zheng Ya's current situation: being beaten and being a sandbag!

There is one thing in common among the martial arts halls that Zheng Ya has run, that is, the Guoshu Pavilion is the most important in actual combat, and it really needs someone who often comes to be beaten!

It is very suitable for Zheng Ya's current situation.

In the sunshine of the Thirteen Mountains, Zheng Ya slowly called it a day.

After the morning exercise, there was much less dew in the forest, which made it more convenient for Zheng Ya to find medicinal herbs.

This time, because he had to dispense medicine for his father and himself, Zheng Ya spent a lot of time, and he spent four or five hours in the Thirteen Mountains, and he basically achieved his goal.

I found all the medicinal materials my father needed to heal his wounds.

I found enough for a month of cultivation.

On the way home, Zheng Ya deliberately slowed down her speed, stuck on time, and waited for Zheng Jie to go to school, and then slowly walked home.

Last night's incident made Zheng Ya very embarrassed, and felt that it was better not to see Zheng Jie.

Mother also went out to work, there was some cold rice at home, maybe it was because of the ointment, Zheng Ya, who had been busy all morning, was not too hungry, but she still served a bowl of rice, and picked up the side dishes that her mother specially left for herself.

Father Zheng Lin slowly walked into the kitchen, his mental state was better than yesterday, his hand holding a crutch, full and powerful, with a smile on his face, sat at the dinner table, and looked at Zheng Ya with concern.

Zheng Ya called vaguely while picking up rice: Dad.

Zheng Lin said with a smile: Don't talk when eating, be careful to choke.

Zheng Ya nodded and hummed, and buried himself in hard work.

Zheng Lin held the cane in his hand and said with a smile: Xiaoya, don't study so hard, there are some things that you can't ask for, my son, there is a way out for studying, the grades are not good, and there is a way to get ahead, your father was very average back then, and he was not worse than others

cough cough cough, Zheng Ya choked a little, swallowed the rice, and called vaguely: Dad!

Zheng Lin patted Zheng Ya's back, gave Zheng Ya a smooth breath, and said with a smile in his mouth: Okay, okay, Dad won't talk about it, Xiaoya, in short, after working hard, let's not complain, after Dad's leg is healed, the family conditions will improve, and when the time comes, you will graduate early, and I will hold my grandson early

For some reason, when his father said this, Zheng Ya's eyes seemed to see Wang Xiaojun's pair of upturned buttocks, swinging his head, Zheng Ya couldn't help but shake his head and smile bitterly.

Father's words are so, but with Zheng Ya's current eyesight, he can still see the slightest regret in his father's eyes very clearly, and he can also hear the words in his mouth very clearly.

The so-called knowing father Mo Ruozi, who has lived together for so long, Zheng Ya knows that his father is the strongest and the best face, if it weren't for his leg problems, his temper has softened a lot, and it would be strange to be able to say this at this time.

My father may have known that his grades were not good, and he deliberately said this, just to comfort himself.

I just don't want to put pressure on myself.

Zheng Ya was a little moved in his heart, with food in his mouth, he said vaguely: Dad, don't worry, I will improve.

Perhaps, my father thinks that when his leg is better, he can fully support this family, and when the time comes, he Zheng Ya can completely gnaw on the old.

Zheng Ya really wanted to tell his father that his IQ was super powerful, and he also wanted to pat his chest and promise that he would be very powerful.

But three months is too short, Zheng Ya doesn't know how far she can go, so she can only secretly resolve in her heart that she must try her best to do her best, hoping that when the time comes, she can surprise her parents who actually have a hopeful son Jackie Chan.

Remember.

Two years ago, when I was admitted to Zhangshi No. 1 Middle School with the top three results in the school, my hard-working mother was full of self-confidence, and my father, who had inconvenient legs, actually pushed a wheelchair everywhere, enjoying the compliments and praise of neighbors and relatives.

It's a pity that the good times didn't last long, I had memory problems after high school, my grades plummeted, my parents had already gone around my relatives, and my mother must not be able to straighten my waist when I met Aunt Ying.

Everything is inferior, only reading is high!

When children study high, parents can have face.

After two years of silence and two years of ordinary, Zheng Ya felt deeply about it. If there is no accident now, Zheng Ya may only regret it for the rest of his life, but now, everything will be different.

After eating hastily, carrying his backpack and some medicinal herbs, Zheng Ya returned to school again before the evening self-study.

A stressful week has started again.

Compared with the previous week, Zheng Ya felt that there were a lot more eyes around her who were paying attention to her.

The reason is naturally the relationship between himself and Zhou Yu.

Keywords such as 100 points, kowtow, and jealousy are added together, and it is impossible not to attract attention.

Moreover, after this week, there will be a monthly exam next week, and at that time, you will basically be able to see the results of what the situation is.

No one would believe that in the last two months, there will be a drastic change in results.

There are many classmates who watch the excitement, and there are also those who really care about Zheng Ya.

She at the same table, Wang Xiaojun, blushed, and quietly pushed a note over before class.

Zheng Ya picked up the note and read it, and said, "Do you need help?" I can help you make up for the lesson.

Zheng Ya found that Wang Xiaojun's handwriting was the same as herself, and she was also very beautiful, Zheng Ya couldn't help but move slightly in her heart when she read the note, and she had a feeling of wanting to take care of it.

Originally, Zheng Ya had already arranged the whole process of the review by herself, and she was full of plans.

But after seeing Wang Xiaojun's note, Zheng Yashen replied with a note: Xiaojun's sister is quite favorable, but Xiaosheng is respectful and obedient

Zheng Ya's words written on the note are dancing with dragons and phoenixes, with Zheng Guan's charm back then, and the momentum is extraordinary.

Maybe it was covered by the momentum of the words, or maybe it was teased by Zheng Ya again, Wang Xiaojun's jade face turned red instantly.

Zheng Ya, who looked at her secretly, thought it was good-looking.