I heard my mother say that their family used to be a "rich family" for a while, but that was all before she could remember.

Only the villas they live in today still record their rich lives in the past, but they are empty, and the valuable things are decreasing at a visible rate every year, and finally only a few basic furniture and daily necessities remain.

And her father is still guarding his old martial arts hall, with his few disciples, leaving early and returning late, rain or shine.

Han Shiying's childhood was also spent there, and the young man in front of her, Bai Xiuze, was the chief disciple under her father's knees.

She and Bai Xiuze were childhood sweethearts, and the distance between the two families was only a lawn, but the former became her father's protégé, but she didn't even mix with an apprentice.

In other words, she was rejected by her father as an apprentice...

Not for anything else, just for Mr. Han Li's stubborn belief that girls should look like girls.

However, this kind of education method is obviously useless when she meets Han Shiying, because Miss Han often accompanied Xiaobai to class when she was a child, and she learned some moves by listening casually on the side.

And this study has achieved the second place in the strength value of the whole museum...

Of course, if you count her brother Han Zhengming, she should be third.

It's just that this "if" was completely nullified three months ago.

Because she is self-taught, her fighting style is more like a combination of traditional martial arts and street ruffians, with a light body and elegant posture, but the force and angle of her shots are as fierce and tricky as hooligans.

When it comes to really fighting, even Xiaobai complains bitterly, often jokingly saying that she can be a faction of her own.

"Are you hurt?" Bai Xiuze frowned, and was about to come over to help her check the wound.

"Of course not," Han Shiying waved her hand, and a little smugness flashed between her eyebrows, "Those scum are not enough to warm me up." ”

"That's good," Bai Xiuze breathed a sigh of relief, and handed her the bag in his hand, "Go back early, your brother is still waiting to take medicine." ”

"I know..."Han Shiying took the bag, but just like that, the bag of medicine seemed to weigh a thousand pounds in her hand, which made her relaxed and happy mood heavy again.

"You know how to fry it, old rules."

Bai Xiuze knew what she was sad about, they were all friends who grew up together, and he didn't feel comfortable seeing Zheng Ming like this now.

But he couldn't do anything other than deliver the medicine on time every day.

"Hmm," Han Shiying nodded, and suddenly reached out and grabbed the corner of Bai Xiuze's clothes, with a pitiful look on her little face, "Xiaobai..."

"How?"

Obviously, the next day is going to be the monthly exam, Bai Xiuze, who is a top student and student president, is busy reviewing, but in the face of Han Shiying, he always has endless patience.

"I thought it didn't matter, but after I started it at night, I realized that I missed that feeling..."

Han Shiying pressed her fingers as she spoke, and there was a crackling sound at the joints.

The tanuki pie she founded was a week after she left ruthlessly...

"I'll accompany you to fight during the summer vacation," Bai Xiuze smiled dumbly, but at the same time he was very understanding, "Now go back to study obediently, and I'll help you review after the exam tomorrow." ”

He and Han Shiying are two years apart, he is a sophomore in high school, and Han Shiying is in his third year of junior high school.

For this bad girl who is addicted to fighting, poor grades are also expected.

If you don't pay close attention to it, the day when the high school entrance examination results come out may be her death day.

Although Han Li usually loves his daughter, there are some issues of principle that are useless for anyone to persuade, such as fighting.

Especially after Han Zhengming's accident, it became a ban within a ban.

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"Fighting again?" Waiting for Han Shiying to walk to Han Zhengming with the black medicinal juice, the young man who had been focusing on playing the game raised his head, and his thin lips pulled out a cool sound.

"No..."Han Shiying just wanted to deny it, but suddenly changed her words when she met Han Zhengming's indifferent and sharp eyes, "They stopped me first." ”

"Then you can take a detour!" Han Zhengming's tone suddenly became a little heavier, "How many times do you have to tell you before you can listen?" Look at me now, haven't you learned your lesson?! ”

"It's not just for you to take the medicine in time..."Han Shiying muttered unconvinced, but even if there was a big grievance, she swallowed it back silently.

Han Zhengming was not like this before, as the heir of the martial arts hall with the first force value in the whole hall, he was an out-and-out pet sister madman, and he was reluctant to say even a heavy word to Han Shiying.

But all this changed three months ago, no matter how Han Zhengming could fight, he couldn't cope with the siege of fifty people at the same time, so his legs were broken alive.

Han Shiying will never forget the scene she saw when she rushed to the hospital, her brother, who had always been high-spirited and invincible, was lying on a stretcher covered in blood, dying and lifeless.

When he woke up, he was a different person, no longer spoiled himself, and rarely played with himself anymore, more often in front of the computer, playing games day and night.

Han Zhengming has always had a preference for playing games, probably because of his own martial arts, and he has a very good control of the position of the game character battles, so his record is also very brilliant.

Han Shiying also tried it at the beginning, but although she also had a similar excellent feel, she always felt that it was a little bit less interesting to fight and kill at the screen.

If she chooses, of course, it is more touching to be in actual combat.

Right now, she looked at the word "Victory" on the screen and sighed quietly: "Got it, I won't do it in the future..."

After speaking, he squatted down and stretched out his hand to Han Zhengming's leg: "I'll give you a massage." ”

The reason why my brother is so fierce is just that I am afraid that I will repeat his mistakes, and these Han Shiying understand them, so they understand them even more.

"No need," but Han Zhengming pushed her hand away, his attitude was as indifferent as just now, "You go in and study." ”