Chen Ziman, who had already learned a little more, realized that something was wrong after saying this, he grinned and smiled apologetically at his younger brother, and then lowered his head like a schoolboy who had made a mistake, and walked out in a gloomy manner. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Chen Zimo couldn't cry or laugh, shook his head, looked at the classmates who were still stunned by Chen Ziman's strong murderous aura, and said, "I'm sorry, my brother is a bit straight, but he is usually very honest, don't mind." ”

Before the words fell, the oppressive and terrifying atmosphere in the classroom dissipated in an instant.

The classmates couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, let go of the tense nerves all over their bodies, and looked at each other, and many people couldn't help but secretly slander: "Your brother is usually very honest? It's up to you Chen Zimo to say it......"

"Can an honest man open his mouth and threaten to kill?"

"That's a fool!"

In fact, everyone knows that Chen Zimo has a silly elder brother, who used to squat outside the school gate after school every Friday to wait for Chen Zimo, and would send Chen Zimo to school on Sunday. However, no one dared to say these words in their hearts, after all, Deng Zixiang had learned from the past, Chen Zimo was very good at kung fu, and his stupid brother was even more terrifying!

Chen Zimo didn't care about the thoughts of his classmates, he opened his schoolbag, took out a few letters inside and handed them to Qu Jiajia, and said with a smile: "Help me return the letters to a few classmates, thank you." ”

"Oh......" Qu Jiajia took the letter with a red face and quickly stuffed it into her schoolbag.

Su Yingying couldn't help but get up and walk over quickly, asking with a worried and distressed face: "Chen Zimo, you, what's wrong with your leg?" ”

"Oh, sudden neurological problems, no sensation in my legs." Chen Zimo smiled and said, "It may take a long time to recover, of course, it may be like this for a lifetime." ”

"Don't you ......" Su Yingying bit her lip and couldn't say it anymore.

"Sad, sad, or hopeless?" Chen Zimo smiled and shook his head, and said, "It's already like this, no matter how sad I am, it's useless, why don't you let go of your heart and be happy?" Besides, I'm sure I'll get better. ”

A layer of mist floated in Su Yingying's eyes, nodded and took a deep breath, and said, "Well, it will be fine." ”

"Of course."

……

To Chen Zimo's surprise, he thought that his current physical condition would inevitably lead to the death of those girls who love and have a crush on him, but he never thought that girls of high school age are not so sophisticated, and their understanding of love is in an imaginary beautiful and pure. They don't think about how much life pressure and inconvenience a disabled person with paralyzed legs will bring to their families and relatives in real life, but they will naively imagine, and even hope that only in this case, if they don't give up, is true love!

What's more, Chen Zimo is so good-looking, and he is no longer as cold as before, his eyes are so charming, his expression, temperament, people will feel very comfortable as long as they look at him.

If you get close to him, you will feel like a spring breeze.

So Chen Zimo used the method of returning the letter and gave a perfunctory reply to those girls, and soon received more letters than before, more than a dozen.

The content is full of sympathy and comfort, and there are even direct expressions that they don't care about his paralysis of his legs and are willing to take care of him for the rest of his life...... This made Chen Zimo, who had entered the awakening realm, a little annoyed and helpless, and simply stopped replying.

Half a month after the start of school, the liberal arts and sciences were classified.

Chen Zimo chose the science class - not completely to obey Mu Zhongqiu's "order", but on the day he woke up, he traveled to watch the wind and clouds, and knew the rapid development of the scroll to the whole world's science and technology before and after World War II, so as to determine that the knowledge of the magic in the first volume of the Xuan Jing is not only a mysterious and wonderful technique, but also a higher civilization of technology, or rather, this is science! It is not ideologically contradictory to human science, but common.

Chen Zimo, who has a collection of the upper and lower volumes of the Tongxuan Sutra and has the realm of awakening, wants to explore what the cooperation between technology and the Tongxuan Sutra can bring?

In the second half of 1999, on the campus of Yannan No. 1 High School, the most common scene that students saw and seemed incompatible with campus life was a thin young man with a dark complexion, pushing a wheelchair, and a handsome and white-looking student sat in the wheelchair, walking leisurely on the campus.

Every time a classmate comes forward to say hello, the young man pushing the wheelchair will show a simple smile, while the boy in the wheelchair will have a warm smile like a spring breeze and talk to people briefly.

Almost everyone took the initiative to come forward to chat with Chen Zimo, and they would have the same feeling, very comfortable, but they would not talk too much.

It's not that Chen Zimo said a few words that left them speechless.

It's everyone's heart, and they don't want to disturb Chen Zimo too much, so they will feel presumptuous and guilty......

The first snow of winter falls in the afternoon.

Chen Zimo, who was too lazy to let Brother Man carry him around, took a nap in a wheelchair after dinner, and watched the light snow fall outside, so he greeted Chen Ziman, who was squatting at the door and reading with a sad face in his primary school Chinese book, and pushed him to take a walk outside.

Although he knew that Chen Ziman could squat there for a few hours without moving, and he would not feel bored, Chen Zimo couldn't bear to have opened his mind, in fact, he was no longer a stupid and barbaric barbarian, guarding him every day with nothing to do, which was a waste of time, and it was also a disrespect for life. So Chen Zimo had a whim, once when he went home on the weekend, Wang Hui and Yang Qiangbin, who were entrusted to come to see him, helped him find Chinese and mathematics textbooks for primary school, and personally taught Chen Ziman to read and count in his spare time -- since the beginning of the summer vacation, Chen Zimo has indeed had a lot of leisure time, except for listening carefully during class time, and completing the homework and some review materials left by the teacher after school, he will not spend an extra minute on studying at all -- during the midterm exam, he is the first in the whole grade of the science class!

Chen Zimo, who was already naturally intelligent, finally understood what the legendary "never forget" was after entering the realm of awakening

And he doesn't need to do more questions at all, he has mastered the basic knowledge in his heart, and has listened to many points and problem-solving skills taught by the teacher, so as long as he is not too advanced in knowledge, he can easily answer them.

Many students can't help but envy and hate him when they see him relaxed and leisurely every day, and praise him for his genius, and all the teachers also appreciate and attach great importance to him, firmly believing that he will be the top student in the science college entrance examination in the province in the following year.

Talented?

Chen Zimo accepted such praise with an indifferent attitude.

But that's about it.

He has seen too many geniuses, his father is a superpowered mutant with extraordinary gambling luck and can control the natural luck of heaven and earth, and Uncle Bai is born with a terrifying Gang Qi, a martial arts master who enters the Tao with martial arts, Chen Ziman......

A genius too!

A geek who survived bloody hell.

Not to brute force, and its brain is also quite developed, just because of the living environment since childhood, there are some tricks that have not been opened, and Chen Zimo, who has awakened his mind, opened his mind with a word, and opened his spiritual knows, and learned these basic cultural knowledge, which can be called digested by swallowing dates. It's just that Chen Ziman's habits and temperament developed since childhood are really unwilling to read and study, so every time he picks up a book, his face is full of reluctance.

But my younger brother let me learn, even if it is more uncomfortable than eating yellow lotus, I have to learn.

Hearing that Chen Zimo was going out to walk in the snow, Chen Ziman jumped up directly with joy, put down his book and opened the door happily, and pushed his wheelchair out.

No need to read a book!

"Brother Man, I'll teach you a poem." Chen Zimo smiled.

"Oh." Chen Ziman's face was sad.

"Drunk to pick up the lamp and look at the sword, dream back to blow the horn company camp, eight hundred miles under the command, fifty strings turn over the outside sound......"

Chen Ziman listened bitterly and memorized it attentively.

On campus, snow is falling.

Buildings, roads, playgrounds, trees, vegetation...... Wrapped in silver, there are occasional students in twos and threes, or rushing by alone.

Two brothers, a wheelchair, no umbrellas.

The snow fell on their heads, and white spots soon accumulated on their bodies.

In such weather, there were almost no students on the playground, and Chen Ziman knew that his younger brother liked to be quiet, so he didn't need to be reminded, so he naturally pushed him to the playground for a walk. I never thought that dozens of boys gathered on the playground, gathered in a circle, I don't know what they were doing, and from time to time, the crowd would cheer and cheer.

Chen Zimo knew some of them, all of them were from the school sanda team, before the summer vacation, he couldn't shirk Deng Zixiang's invitation, joined the sanda team, went once, and was warmly welcomed by these team members, but before he had time to guide others, he went on summer vacation, and after the summer vacation, he ...... If you are in a wheelchair, you can't go. Deng Zixiang came to comfort him in a pretended way, and said that even if he was in a wheelchair, he thought he was a master at the beginning, and he could guide everyone.

Deng Zixiang's hypocrisy and schadenfreude in his heart naturally couldn't hide from Chen Zimo's eyes, but he just disdained to see him in general. Therefore, Chen Zimo politely declined very indifferently and did not contact these people again.

The two brothers circled past the edge of the playground.

In the crowd, Deng Zixiang saw Chen Zimo and Chen Ziman, his eyes rolled, and he immediately waved his hand and greeted: "Zimo, Zimo!" Come on, come on......"

While shouting, he ran over and enthusiastically took the initiative to take the grip of the wheelchair from Chen Ziman's hand, and said: "Come on, come on, this year's provincial high school students' sanda exchange tournament has been canceled, however, the teams between schools can communicate with each other, no, I have invited a few masters from the province and Tanghai City and Canghai City to exchange with our school, you are once the leading master in our school, you must show your face!" Let them know that there are people outside the sky! ”

With Chen Ziman's ability, he could naturally easily stop Deng Zixiang from taking over the wheelchair, but during the time he accompanied Chen Zimo at school, he knew this kind of behavior, not too much, sometimes he was still enthusiastic and kind, and he couldn't stop it, besides, his younger brother had specifically told him about it.

Therefore, he could only be silent and walked next to him into the crowd.