In the classroom of the second grade (4) class of the No. 1 Primary School in Nanyan District, Yuanjiang City, elementary school students who are chirping and jumping like sparrows gather around the penultimate row of seats, excitedly watching an upcoming "battle".

"Jiang Daxing, did you scold He Meili for being an orphan yesterday, she cried, I want you to apologize to her!"

The boy in the short-sleeved school uniform stared at a boy sitting in a seat, who was better developed, tall and strong, and his fat and thin flesh could hold up the school uniform, which was really powerful and intimidating to his fellow schoolboys.

"Yang Xiaoqian, you are sick, I am not wrong, why should I apologize?" The little fat man rolled his eyelids up and said nonchalantly.

"You're wrong! He Meili is a single-parent family, not an orphan! Also, her father didn't run away, her father was a hero who died in the flood relief! You insulted the families of the martyrs, you must apologize to He Meili! ”

The little man Yang Xiaoqian is very stubborn, but it is obviously useless to reason with Jiang Daxing, and the surrounding classmates don't really understand what the sacrifice is for flood fighting, so they don't care who is right and who is wrong on both sides, I just hope that the two will fight quickly, otherwise when the class bell rings for a while, there will be no excitement to watch.

"I don't know what you're talking about, the teacher doesn't care, it's your business. Why do you like to be a hero so much, you think you're Ultraman? Jiang Daxing pushed hard and said impatiently, "I won't apologize, what, do you want to fight?" ”

Yang Xiaoqian was pushed to take a step back, and then stood a step forward, at this time Jiang Daxing stood up violently, a head taller than Yang Xiaoqian, and glared at Yang Xiaoqian viciously, but Yang Xiaoqian remained unmoved.

At this time, He Meimei, who was standing behind, cried again.

"Yang Xiaoqian, you can't beat him, forget it, don't tell him, let's go sue the teacher." The little girl said intermittently while sobbing.

Yang Xiaoqian said in his heart, the teacher doesn't care about this, otherwise Jiang Daxing would have invited his parents yesterday.

So it can't be just like that, otherwise Jiang Daxing will be even more unscrupulous and intensified. Since Jiang Daxing is at fault first, then as a messenger of justice, he must be made to pay the price!

The teacher doesn't care, I'll take care of it!

But I can't beat it with my hands, what should I do?

Yang Xiaoqian thought for a while, lowered his head and said in a low voice: "Okay, don't fight." ”

"Cut." Jiang Daxing sneered and sat back in his seat, "If you don't dare to fight, go away, coward." ”

But Yang Xiaoqian didn't move, he looked directly into Jiang Daxing's eyes, and said slowly: "If there is a fight, no matter who loses or wins, we both have to call our parents, why don't I make a bet with you, if I win, you apologize to He Meili in front of everyone, if I lose, I will compensate you for a pack of jumping candy, the kind of big bag." ”

"I'm too lazy to pay attention to you." Jiang Daxing rolled his eyes again.

"Add a new card for Gongsun Sheng!" Yang Xiaoqian made a big move, and suddenly there was a gasp around him, and the boys and girls all looked at Yang Xiaoqian with shocked eyes.

At the end of the nineties, the little raccoon company seized the business opportunity, asked professional painters to draw the water margin card, attached to the crisp noodles, each pack of one, each is different, and the card material is far better than other cards on the market, excellent workmanship, thick materials, exquisite painting style, naturally can be all the rage, set off a wave of card craze.

At that time, almost the children in the small town of Yuanjiang were collecting cards, everyone dreamed of collecting a set of one hundred and eight generals, so that the cards became the protagonists, and the noodles did not matter, many children bought the noodles, tore open the package, took out the cards, and then threw the noodles away, the garbage cans in the schools and streets were stuffed with instant noodles, and as soon as the water was released in the ditch, it was a scene of boiling bubbles flowing eastward.

Merchants are unscrupulous, in order to make money, will not easily let the children get what they want, so some cards appear very frequently, and some cards appear very low frequency, the "drop rate" is low is rare cards, in the small market of exchanging cards, a rare card can be exchanged for ten or even twenty ordinary cards.

For example, Yang Xiaoqian said that Gongsun Sheng, the dragon of the clouds, there is no second one in the whole one, and its preciousness is self-evident.

And Yang Xiaoqian actually used this rare card as a bet!

The eyes of the students suddenly became scorching, a trace of tension appeared in the air, and the atmosphere changed greatly.

Jiang Daxing became interested at this time, but did not immediately agree, he asked: "Then you say, what are you betting on?" ”

"Bet if I can hit you in the face with my hand without touching you!" Yang Xiaoqian squinted his eyes, raised his chin and said provocatively, "How is it, dare to bet?" ”

"If you don't touch me, you can still hit me?" Jiang Daxing pondered for a while, and decided that this was impossible, Yang Xiaoqian must be confused, so he laughed and said, "Okay, I'll bet with you!" ”

"Then say okay, if I win, you have to apologize to He Meili very sincerely!"

Yang Xiaoqian paused word by word, and spoke very seriously, which made Jiang Daxing a little shaken for a while, could he really have a way to do it? How is this possible.

The curiosity of the classmates was also aroused, and everyone wanted to see what kind of magic trick could make Yang Xiaoqian hit Jiang Daxing in the face without touching him.

"Bet on him!"

"Bet! Gongsun Sheng, there is only one in our school, and a few days ago there was a fifth-grade student who said that he was willing to exchange a hundred glasses! And it's all translucent (transparent plus color)! ”

"Yes, it's me and I must bet, it's a big deal to apologize, what are you afraid of!"

A few good boys began to coax, Jiang Daxing was a little tempted, but he still didn't agree, he thought about it, and said: "You can't use other things, such as hitting me with a ruler or pencil, then you lose." ”

"Of course." Yang Xiaoqian nodded without hesitation, "I said, it's my hand that hits you in the face, and it can't touch you, that's what counts." ”

How can you hit someone without touching someone, is it possible that he can do qigong? Jiang Daxing said in his heart, but those qigong masters are very old, and they all say that they will have to practice qigong for a long time before they can practice qigong, and Yang Xiaoqian will not be able to do qigong.

"Okay, I'll bet you!" Jiang Daxing shouted loudly, "I want to see how you win!" ”

"Then you're in for a treat." Yang Xiaoqian put the palms of his two hands together, rubbed them gently, and then moved his wrist joints and began to accumulate strength.

The boy who was coaxing was silent, He Meili didn't cry anymore, everyone held their breath and waited and waited, their eyes were like goldfish, and they didn't blink.

"Wait." Yang Xiaoqian suddenly lowered his hand.

"What's wrong? You can't go back! Willing to lose! Jiang Daxing was anxious, seeing that the cooked duck was about to reach his mouth, he couldn't let it fly.

Yang Xiaoqian shook his head: "I don't regret it, but you have to close your eyes first." ”

"Why!"

"I can't let you steal my skills, you close your eyes first, and then I'll make a move, so many people are watching, I can't lie to you."

Jiang Daxing thought about it, and his good buddies were also watching from the side, Yang Xiaoqian definitely couldn't deceive people, so Jiang Daxing, who begged for a heart, closed his eyes and said urgently: "Then you hurry up, don't delay it until class!" ”

"Good!" Yang Xiaoqian raised his eyes and looked around, "Everyone is optimistic, help me testify!" ”

Everyone nodded one after another, thinking that they were going to see a miraculous scene, but they saw Yang Xiaoqian round his arm and slammed it towards Jiang Daxing's face.

"Smack!"

"Smack!"

Two slaps on the forehand and backhand, the clear sound echoed slowly, and the classroom was silent, and the needle drop could be heard.

Jiang Daxing jumped up directly from the stool, he screamed, but he didn't calm down, he didn't know what to say, and he was completely stupid by these two slaps.

Yang Xiaoqian shook his hand, took out a pack of jumping candy from his schoolbag and threw it at Jiang Daxing's feet, then took out a Gongsun Sheng card wrapped in a small sealed plastic bag from his pants pocket, slapped it on the table, and said coldly: "I lost, jumping candy, Gongsun Sheng, give it to you!" ”

Jiang Daxing was stunned, not knowing whether to reach out for the card.

"Hehe, it's the first time I've seen someone so anxious." Yang Xiaoqian smiled, turned around and left, walked to He Meili's side, and said softly: "He Meili, people like Jiang Daxing will not apologize sincerely, even if the teacher asks him to apologize, he will only be perfunctory." But it doesn't matter, these two slaps are enough to vent your anger! ”

"Uh-huh!" He Meili nodded repeatedly, burst into laughter, laughed and laughed, and cried again.

Everyone knows that Yang Xiaoqian once didn't eat breakfast for a week, and saved breakfast money to buy crispy noodles before he drew out the Gongsun Sheng.

"But your card ......"

"Cut, it's just a Water Margin card, children only play that kind of thing, I don't collect cards for a long time, it's okay to give it to him, go, go back to the seat for class." Yang Xiaoqian waved his hand indifferently, unimpressed.

Only Yu Qian, who was at the same table as Yang Xiaoqian, noticed that after Yang Xiaoqian's right hand hung down, he subconsciously touched the pocket of his pants and grabbed it.

At this moment, the bell rang, and the head teacher who taught Chinese walked into the classroom with a thermos cup, took out a half-half white chalk from the chalk box, and said, "Class!" ”

"Stand up!" The squad leader stood up and shouted.

The whole class stood up: "Old-teacher-good!" ”

"Hello students, please be seated! Everyone turned to page 20 of the textbook, Jiang Daxing, what are you doing covering your face? ”

Laugh.

Only Jiang Daxing lay on the table, crying.