What the!

The penultimate in this joint entrance examination!

You waste, martial arts can't work, literature can't work, why did Lao Tzu give birth to you waste!

Don't read it, it's embarrassing.

After speaking, he grabbed the hanger next to him and hit it.

Xiao Hai subconsciously blocked it with his hand, and his fingers were drawn out of a bloody path by the head of the hanger.

scolded so badly and beat so hard, everyone must think again, this is not biological!

Wrong, it's really biological.

There was no way, the old man was called to school twice in three days, and the Buddha had to hold back his fire.

I'm definitely not a waste, how can I Xiao Hai be a waste.

I've always thought so anyway.

Waste can make money, waste can soak chicks, waste can make teachers so angry that their short-sightedness has returned to normal.

However, the happiest thing is to have a good mother, and every time my father wants to teach me a lesson, I can hear her natural voice.

And then Dad suffered, hehe.

In her opinion, no matter how stupid or bad her son is, it is hers, she doesn't care what others say, anyway, her father can't say that.

Doesn't his own son love and encourage him a blow to his self-esteem?

When my father heard this, he immediately became angry, "Chen Zhiyin, it's all your fault, my mother is so defeated, I don't care." ”

"You don't have to worry about it, you beat and scold at every turn, is this how you educate children? Criticize and criticize, absolutely don't do it, he is your son, not picked up outside, whoever says he is wasted, you can't say it. "Mom's voice is loud, but I just feel comfortable.

Seeing that my father was silent, I looked at me distressedly, "Xiaohai, don't blame your father, he is also under a lot of pressure at work, just work hard next time, you must know that the way out of life is not only the two roads of civil and military, you must not lose your self-confidence." ”

Well, every time my mom says that, I don't have a place to put my face.

I don't blame my father, the harder I fight, the deeper my love, after all, my parents want their son to become a Chan.

So far, I haven't understood the reason for the decline in grades, the speed of the slip is even more terrifying than Napoleon's Waterloo, overnight, all the textbooks have become astronomical for him, obviously he has memorized before, can do, understand thoroughly, all forgotten, and what is even more terrible is that he can't learn.

Inexplicable and helpless.

I still remember that after helping the head teacher move a bunch of ancient books that day, something gradually went wrong when he came back, of course, he didn't think about it.

Seeing that a semester is about to pass, it will definitely be the end of going on with such grades.

It's all to blame for the beautiful head teacher, if he hadn't been stunned by the long legs, he would have volunteered to help.

It's too late to regret it now.

Ah, is my brother just going down like this?

Thinking of the martial arts academy, it is definitely an eternal pain in my heart, watching my junior high school classmates enter there one by one, and saying that it is false to say that I don't envy it.

It's a pity that he can't get through all his veins, and he is not the material for cultivating martial arts.

Fortunately, Wendao is not bad, and he was barely admitted to high school, although he did not score top in the first two years, but at least it was at the midstream level, but unfortunately it was also a passing day.

If Wen can't do it, he can only do business, but he doesn't have that kind of material, so he only has to work part-time.

In today's society, martial arts are the first class, literature is the second class, business is the third class, and work is the fourth class.

Is he going to be like that?

Inexistent.

That's all he could do to comfort himself.

Suddenly, I kicked something under my feet, and I looked down at the bottom of the desk, and hey!

This is?

Xiao Hai picked up the things.

It was an ancient book, which was given to him by the head teacher after moving the book.

According to her, it is the real book.

It does look like the book cover is yellow and the pages are old, but Xiao Hai is hehe, aren't the real books generally in museums?

Or in the hands of collectors?

Can the real instinct give it to him so kindly?

So when I came back, I threw it aside, and then I didn't know how it fell under the table and didn't care.

Now he opened it curiously to take a look.

Read the book a hundred times, and its meaning will be revealed

The eight-character ancient text came into Tang Feng's eyes in this way.

Just as he was about to turn the next page.

The entire ancient book shone with gold and silver brilliance, and there was a pain in the hand, and the wound that had not yet completely healed actually gushed out a stream of blood, all of which merged into the ancient book.

Wow!

Guanghua suddenly flourished, and instantly felt a roar in his head, and then fell to the ground gorgeously.

When I woke up, I found myself lying down, and the old man and my mother were next to me.

Xiao Hai still felt scared when he remembered everything before, what about Gu Yu?

Airplanes!

There was a soft sound in his mind, and Xiao Hai looked inward like this, and an ancient book shining with gold and silver light trembled gently.

What the hell is going on?

He tried to open the ancient book, but his whole head hurt and he almost fainted again.

"Xiaohai, are you awake, do you feel better?" The old mother leaned over nervously, although the old man was not so exaggerated, but his expression of worry could not be concealed.

"Mom, Dad, I'm fine, it's just that my head hurts a little, just take a rest, you guys go get busy." Xiao Hai sat up.

After making sure that he was okay, the two elders exited the room.

"Dead ghost, I will see if you dare to beat your son in the future, if something happens, you will cry by yourself, and sleep by yourself tonight, hum. ”

"Hey, a loving mother has many defeated children. At the thought of sleeping in the study, Old Man Xiao looked depressed.

Xiao Hai smiled secretly in the room, the old man still had to be calmed down by his mother, rested for a while, and after making sure that it was okay, Xiao Hai stood up, something was wrong.

He felt his feet seem to grow stronger.

What's going on, why do you feel so much more relaxed?

Don't!

Have your own veins been opened?

Xiao Haihai picked up the martial arts technique, and a vitality came out of his mind, quickly swimming all over his body and returning to his mind.

I'm Cao!

One day a week, it only took two breaths!

How is this possible!

As far as he knew, the fastest time a day for a beginner martial artist to run was an hour, which was the speed of a peerless powerhouse in the history books of martial arts.

I only used two breaths, what kind of concept is that?

Xiao Hai's heart beat wildly, excited, nervous, and more joyful.

Inexplicably stepped into the martial arts, not to mention how excited he was.

Be calm, don't be discovered by others, since ancient times, there is no possibility for those who have not been able to step into the martial arts.

Myself is definitely different.

The old man and his mother can't say it for the time being, in case they accidentally say it and are worried about it, the consequences are unpredictable, Xiao Hai found that his thinking had thought so much in an instant, and he became so cautious, and he was somewhat uncomfortable.

Go to the park!

Xiao Hai found that after he stepped into the martial arts, his heart was itching, and his strong curiosity was uncontrollable.

So I said hello to my parents and hurried away, but the two elders didn't stop.

In the lotus pond park, Xiao Hai found a more remote place and sat down.

Then the martial arts trick was run.

There are nine layers of this technique, each layer represents a week, and it is said that the cultivator who is the fastest to achieve the nine-layer martial arts technique takes a total of three days.

Later, he became a peerless powerhouse.

Xiao Hai wanted to see if he could do it for a long time.

The mental method of martial arts is public, and everyone on the planet knows it, and it is also the most rubbish mental method.

But Xiao Hai didn't care, he couldn't even practice before, so he cherished it very much.

It will be completed two weeks after the fifth breath.

It will be completed three weeks after the 10th breath.

After sixty breaths, it was completed in nine weeks.

The nine-layer martial arts technique, running for nine weeks without pause, is it too easy.

Just as Xiao Hai was about to collect his work, Gu Ben trembled, and the next moment, a heart trick appeared in Xiao Hai's mind.