Liu Xiang looked at the two lights on the test cabin, and his face turned pale.

Level 2 talent. I don't know if there is a 0.5.

may be like Zhao Guangming said, at a critical time, he was taken a sip of Qian Doudou's milk, and he was a level 3 talent.

"Uncle Zhao, level 2.5, no, level 2 can become a martial artist?" Even if Liu Xiang had a strong psychological quality provided by more than 30 years of life experience in his previous life, he was defeated by the cruel test results.

"Well, I guess it works. It can be a little difficult. It's rare to hear of a Level 2 Heavenly Empowerment Advanced Martial Artist. Father Zhao replied.

"It's not very little, it's never been below level 3 talent that can be cultivated to a martial artist. The minimum requirement for an advanced martial artist is a level 3 talent. Not to mention a martial artist, it is rare for a second-level Tianqi to cultivate to the high level of a martial artist. Zhang Yao was afraid that Zhao Ze would mislead people's children, so he said on the side.

"Little fat man, why don't you choose a liberal arts class, with your grades, which university will not be casually entered in the future. In the future, it will be the same. As far as Zhao Guangming's scum grades are concerned, they may not be as good as the universities you were admitted to in the future. Father Zhao persuaded.

"Yes, Liu Xiang. Otherwise, you should still study literature, and when the time comes, our brothers will be both literate and martial, both civil and military. Fight the existence of invincible opponents all over the world. Zhao Guangming didn't reply to his father this time, for fear that Liu Xiang would be sad.

"No, I still choose the martial arts class, even if I can only cultivate to the high level of martial apprentices, I will choose the martial arts class." Liu Xiang did not hesitate to refuse the suggestion of the Zhao family's father and son.

Even if you can only cultivate to the high level of martial arts, even if you can't advance to a martial artist in this life.

It's better than a nerd who can't be helped. At least when the end times come, they can protect their families and let them eat meat.

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Liu Xiang refused Zhao's father to drive a flying car to see him off. Because he hasn't figured out how to explain when he gets home.

My parents always thought that Liu Xiang would choose liberal arts.

The most important point is that after choosing the martial arts class, Liu Xiang's special recruitment status should not be guaranteed, so it will be impossible to free tuition.

After all, other schools recruit you to improve the liberal arts admission rate, and whether you can be admitted to university if you are a scumbag talent and choose martial arts is a question.

Moreover, the tuition fee of the martial arts class is very expensive, which is also a large expense for Liu Xiang's family.

Riding the bus alone, Liu Xiang, who was sitting on the bus, pinched his fingers and counted the small accounts.

From elementary school to the first year of high school, Liu Xiang can get a scholarship every year. His mother Li Fen opened a separate account for him, and all the scholarships were stored in his bank card.

Liu Xiang estimated the money consumed over the years, and there was about 60,000 yuan in the card, which was only enough for half a year's tuition for the martial arts class. After all, he is poor and rich. The tuition fee for a liberal arts class is less than 10,000 yuan a year.

In fact, the tuition fee of 120,000 yuan a year for the martial arts class is really not expensive, because the school consumes a lot more resources on each martial arts student every year than this.

Just compare the investment of the teachers of the liberal arts class and the martial arts class, and it can be seen that the resources of the liberal arts class of more than 8,000 people are less than half of the martial arts class with more than 400 people.

If it weren't for the federal special funding for martial arts education, even if the city's No. 5 middle school was the No. 1 key high school, it would not be able to support more than 400 people in the martial arts class.

Zhao Guangming's family is rich, if Liu Xiang opens his mouth, the Zhao family will definitely lend him money, and he may not be allowed to pay it back.

But Liu Xiang was afraid that if he opened his mouth, the brotherhood between the two would be mixed with some copper smell.

So he would never do it until it was a matter of life and death.

It's really not good, transfer to an ordinary school, and the tuition fee will not exceed 30,000 yuan a year.

I'm afraid that ordinary schools can't bring me, a level 2 king......

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Standing downstairs, Liu Xiang looked up at the 40-year-old building where his family lived. The mottled walls of the building are more and more obsolete by the bright moonlight.

The house is still a second-hand house bought by Liu's father with a loan when Liu Xiang was born.

Loaned for 20 years.

Liu Xiang is 16 years old today, and he still has four years to go.

Although his parents have also accumulated some savings over the years, it is enough for Liu Xiang to persist until he graduates from high school.

But then there will be universities, and college tuition will only be more expensive.

Make your own choices.

It can become the heaviest burden in the home.

It could bring down this thriving home.

"Don't worry, I'll go out and look for it. This kid might have gone to a food stall for supper. ”

Liu Shanhai hung up the phone call to Zhao's father, turned his head and said to his wife who was a little anxious beside him.

Then he got up, put on his coat and left, hurrying in his steps.

When he walked out of the corridor and was about to run outside the community, he was startled by the huge black shadow squatting next to the flower bed downstairs.

I thought that someone raised pigs in the community.

Take a closer look, isn't this his big fat boy!

"Son, are you? Why don't you go home and pull it! This makes people see how stumbling it is. ”

Liu Xiang, who was troubled and sad because he was in a financial crisis, jumped up like an electric shock and his head was full of black lines.

"Dad, why are you so disgusting?"

Dad Liu looked at his fat son, who was taller than himself, and walked around the fat man twice.

When he walked behind Liu Xiang, he suddenly kicked Liu Xiang's buttocks.

"Oops, hey!"

Why is this still kicking people? You're aiming for me in a circle!

Liu Xiang, who was kicked by his father, rubbed his big buttocks and looked at Comrade Liu in confusion.

"Does it hurt?"

"Why doesn't it hurt? I feel like my gluteus maximus muscle must be torn, and it may not be possible to keep the femoral head. This is going to be disabled, and my mother will definitely not be able to spare you. Liu Xiang, who was sneak attacked, was ready to report to the black in a while.

"Then what do you think of the strength of Dad's kick, is it strong?"

"I'm old, or can my gluteus maximus be torn? Can the femoral head not be saved? Can I be disabled? Can my mom not spare you? ”

Liu Xiang broadcast the details and consequences of the accident in detail.

"So what are you bothering downstairs about? Your dad and I are old, and I still can't hold a knife. Do you need to paint the sad wind and autumn moon for money like a little girl here? Didn't you just choose the martial arts class? Isn't it just tuition? Dad can still afford it, you can't drag this family out! ”

Liu Shanhai stretched out his hand to kill his son, glanced at Liu Xiang, who was half a head taller than him, and silently put his hand on Liu Xiang's shoulder and patted it.

"How do you know?"

"What time is it, I don't know how to go home! I won't call and ask his dad yet? ”

There's something you can't say home.

At the mention of this stubble, Liu Shanhai also wanted to give his son a kick. Gave him the other half of his gluteus maximus tear.

"Go home, your mother is still worried."

Liu Xiang looked at the back of the middle-aged man walking in front of him, and at this moment he suddenly felt what it means to be a father's love.

"Dad, are you sure you kicked me just now, not to avenge you for making you fall in the morning?" Liu Xiang followed behind his father and suddenly asked.

Liu Shanhai didn't say anything, but walked faster.

"Dad!"

"Huh?"

"If you kick me disabled, I won't tell my mother."

"Hmm."

Liu Shanhai's pace slowed down a little.

......

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"Liu Shanhai, you are so fat! Dare to kick my son? ”

Liu Xiang's father knelt on the washboard and shivered.......