I used to hear that the quality of education in China is poor, and even if you study well, you still read dead books. But after his observation, at least this is not the case in the first class of high school. He studied hard, and his grades were barely in the top ten. Let's not talk about the ones who are ranked behind him, and none of the people who are ranked ahead of him are dead books. Even his best English, but he can't compete with Zhang Qiusheng. So Zhang Qiusheng reads the Book of Death? That's a joke, this guy is playing crazier than anyone else.

Song Nianren worked hard to imitate and learn the thinking and behavior of the students in the first class of high school, especially those perverted gods. But it can't be imitated. These people have no track to follow in their way of doing things, and they circle the earth three times in one minute. Rely on it again! He liked this way of doing things very much, and freedom of thought was the greatest freedom.

Today, Sun Buwu, Li Mantun, and Zhang Qiusheng take turns beating people, which is also fun. These people really deserve to fight. The waiter was supposed to be beaten when he saw people humiliating customers. But the owner of this café should be hit the most, and the owner who does not discriminate against customers will not have employees who discriminate against customers.

That fat man can be beaten or not. How noble it is to spend a high price to fill six fingers, and think that a noble person can point fingers at a lowly person, and if he is beaten, he will be beaten.

Secretary, Qiusheng is right, the eunuchs are also beaten up. But it's time for me Song Nianren to go next, right? Take turns to sit in the bank, it's time for me to sit in the bank. Wu Zhen is the team leader, of course, the boss, you can't ask the boss to take action personally.

Song Nianren was a little excited, thinking about who he should fight next. Preferably with a slightly inferior physique. I don't have those perverted skills, and I will be embarrassed if I don't look good when the fight comes. He is a little expectant, a little disappointed, and he has no one to fight if no one comes out.

In the alternation of anticipation and disappointment, a policeman came. Theoretically, this police stall was beaten by Song Nianren. He's not a fool, isn't the police so easy to fight? That's an attack on the police, which is a crime according to American law, and Chinese law is probably similar, right? The difference between breaking the law and committing a crime, Song Nianren still knows. So he kept hesitating and didn't step forward. I wish this policeman was a good gentleman, and he comforted and comforted the fat man and left. Of the three, even the fat man shouted the most.

However, however, this policeman is not a good gentleman, and he began to ask for responsibility, and his tone was still very impulsive. It's time to fight, Song Nianren thinks that he can't be a bad seed, even if he goes to jail after beating this policeman. So he hurriedly interjected.

The police don't know the logic of these middle school students. The middle school students he met were like mice seeing cats when they saw the police, even if they were middle school students. Seeing Song Nianren interjecting, he frowned very dissatisfied, and shouted loudly: "What are you interjecting!" Did I ask you? ”

Song Nianren completely looked like he had something to discuss and something to say: "That, that's the case, comrade police officer." Here's the thing. There are rules for a few of us. Since it's a rule, it can't be broken, you say? ”

It's no wonder that the police were inexplicable by Song Nianren, this passage is clueless and no one can understand it. The policeman shouted impatiently: "If you have something to say, hurry up, don't mess around with gardenia jasmine, you are still tender if you want to play tricks in front of me." ”

Song Nianren really didn't know how to play slippery, he replied honestly: "Yes, yes." Our rule is that people should take turns to hit whomever they meet. I don't know if you're unlucky or I'm unlucky, it's you when I hit someone. You see, I have to beat you, and I can't break the rules, don't you say? It's just that among several people, I have the worst beating skills, and I don't play well, please understand. ”

The audience was dumbfounded, the police dared to fight, and it was not good to fight, please understand? The waiter, the fat man, and the secretary felt that they were nothing to be beaten, and the pre-liberation on their faces was gone, and they were not so bitter and bitter, and who else could not beat the police?

I'm cāo, and I'm against you. The policeman was furious, picked up his baton and smashed his head at Song Nianren's head. If I don't convince you today, I'll take your surname. I've been a police officer for five or six years, and I've seen a lot of gangsters and hooligans, but I haven't seen this model.

Song Nianren grabbed the policeman's right arm with his left hand, and his body fell and the policeman fell to the ground. This action is not very well completed, one is that the force is too light. The second is that the action is deformed, and the hug and fall almost become an over-the-shoulder fall. Although the effect of a takedown is similar to that of an over-the-shoulder fall, for Song Nianren, who is strict with himself, this is a failure to meet the tactical requirements and points should be deducted.

Song Nianren said apologetically to the policeman who was still lying on the ground for the time being: "I'm sorry, the technology is a little worse, and I didn't smash it well." It is still too far from the demands of the party and the people. Why don't we do it again? "Well, good results start with negotiations.

Damn, these guys really dare to hit the police. Everyone present gasped. Well, just fight, you still mock him in a weird way. Today's children are too bold and lawless for the sake of being too ignorant.

These people are wrong to blame Song Nianren, he really isn't sarcastic about the police. Although Song Nianren was born and raised in the United States, the Song family was very strict and never dared to forget that he was Chinese. The children of the Song family have undergone strict training in Chinese culture since they were young. Loyalty, filial piety, benevolence, righteousness, honesty, shame, and faith in all kinds of admonitions, when the old lady Song was alive, he had to regularly check his children and grandchildren.

Speak well, and never allow sarcasm and sarcasm. That is not the way of a gentleman, even against the enemy. The problem is that in the group of five, Song Nianren's martial arts are indeed the worst, so bad that Cheng Dù makes him feel inferior. Who was he afraid of when he was in the United States?

Whenever a friend or classmate asks him why he fights so badly. He replied proudly, we Chinese gentlemen, well, are what you call gentlemen. The aspects of literature, such as piano, chess, calligraphy, and painting, and the aspects of martial arts, boxing, sword, riding, and archery are compulsory courses for gentlemen. If you go to the museum and look at the ancient Chinese figure paintings, there is no literati who do not wear swords in their waists, and most of the warriors have books in their hands.

But after returning to China, he couldn't beat any of the children of the same age in his aunt's community. It's just that boys can't beat them, and they can't even beat girls. How can I be so bad that I can't even beat a girl? Except for my cousin, she is a pervert, let's not compare. But other girls in the normal state can't beat it, so they can't talk about it.

Slowly, Song Nianren discovered a phenomenon that surprised him and made him excited. Some of the martial arts described in martial arts novels are not entirely fictional, let alone legends, because cousins and cousins will. My cousin and cousin are right next to me, and it really can't be really true.

Song Nianren opened a door in front of his eyes, a door that led to magic. Then I found out that not only my cousin and cousin will, but also many people in the first class of high school will, this is my classmate, getting along with each other day and night, and it really can't be really real anymore.

Thank God, thank you to the Buddha of the Western Heavens, thank you to the ancestors of the Three Pure Dao, thank Allah, thank you to the gods and Buddhas of the heavens. Of course, the most important thing to thank is grandpa, thanks to the wise and wise ancestors of the Song family for the spirit in the sky, let me return to China in time.

Song Nianren knew that the inheritance of these ancient martial arts had rules, at least through the formal apprenticeship ceremony. Song Nianren admired his cousin Zhang Qiusheng, who had no view of these portals at all, and even showed a kind of indifference to the rituals of the ancient inheritance. He was not solemn at all and said with a grinning face: "What teacher?" The two of us are equal, aren't you afraid of messing up the generations? If you like to learn, follow along, aren't Changqing, Ah Jian and Shunzi all learning? ”

Qiusheng, this guy is good at everything, but he doesn't have a proper shape, and he doesn't take it seriously when he is so strict with his apprentice. But it may not really be a big deal for him, because his cousin Qiu Ran didn't say anything serious. However, it must be because we are a family, what does the family share with each other?

And what about the companions of the community? Of course, it is also a family, and Song Nianren made another important discovery that the people in the community where his aunt and grandmother live are like a family.

However, but, however, Song Nianren still has low self-esteem in front of the gods in the first class of high school. As a child who grew up in the United States, Song Nianren is very open and free. But he found that his classmates in the first year of high school were more open and free than him, and they were simply unrestrained and did whatever they wanted.

Song Nianren is not inferior in other aspects, he is completely integrated into it like his classmates in other aspects. Only fighting, that is not inferiority. Look at Sun Buwu's instigation of the waiter, the four slaps are not only fast and uniform, but also clearly layered. If it weren't for the hard work he had practiced for a while, Song Nianren really wouldn't have heard that this was four times. Li Mantun is even more powerful, it is also fast and uniform, and it is clearly layered, but he is six times. And Qiusheng is not fancy, just stretch out his foot and dig it out, and the secretary will fall to the ground.

This is the gap, I can't help Song Nianren not feel inferior, when will I be able to practice to such a situation? I can't even do a simple takedown, I'm ashamed, I'm ashamed. They are called beating people, hugging and fighting, and there is a difference between the two.

Therefore, Song Nianren sincerely apologized to the policeman who was lying on the ground and had not come back to his senses, I am sorry for not throwing you well.

, don't bring such humiliation. The police were already furious, and now they are even more angry. An old donkey rolled over, got up from the ground and pounced on Song Nianren again.

is still the same frame, the same action, Song Nianren smashed the police down again with the same hug. This time the action was more standardized, and the smashing was heavier. Song Nianren is more satisfied, of course, he is not proud, and he is too far from the perverts next to him.

The policeman stood up with a carp. He has practiced this movement countless times, but it is not as good as this one. Runaway, out of anger. Twice, both times they were defeated in one shot. Crazy, crazy trying to tear the kid in front of me to pieces.

Just as the police were about to pounce on Song Nianren again, a big brother appeared in front of him, and a gentle voice said, "Big brother policeman, I have your phone." "Big Brother is in his ear." I'm from the provincial department—"