Looking at Zhang Xiaoqiang, who fell to the ground and was secretly kicked a few times, the corners of Wu Ming's mouth twitched. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Sure enough, this is still a world that looks at appearance, and how difficult it is for the sling to counterattack.

You didn't see it, seeing the students being beaten, although Teacher Zhang stopped shouting, the look on his face was still unimpressed. Not to mention helping Zhang Xiaoqiang up, he didn't even want to say comforting words, he just waved his hand in disgust, and he was left to fend for himself.

"Are you alright?"

The person who comforted him was not Wu Ming, but the beautiful little Lori.

Zhang Xiaoqiang didn't speak, wiped the tears on his face, grabbed the Wu Xinguo on the ground and ran away, like an injured lone wolf.

"Where there are people, there are rivers and lakes, and this rivers and lakes are regardless of age, this is the reality." Holding the orange-sized martial heart fruit, Wu Ming also left, not saying a word from beginning to end.

He is not a person with a flood of sympathy, so he will not help Zhang Xiaoqiang, and some will just watch from the sidelines.

Similarly, he is not a person with low-level tastes, and he will not go to the well and tease a child with physical defects.

Come gently, walk gently, holding the large martial heart fruit, Wu Ming sat on the lawn outside.

The orphanage looks inconspicuous, but the sparrow is full of organs, with a small playground, a large lawn, and willow trees planted under the courtyard wall.

Wu Ming leaned his back against the willow tree, sat on the lawn under his buttocks, and took a hard bite on the martial fruit as if he were eating an apple.

Crunchy and full of mouth.

The Martial Heart Fruit is both a fruit and a medicinal material, and when converted into the cultivation world, it can be compared to a low-level heaven and earth treasure.

After taking a sip, the juice flowed sideways, and Wu Ming's eyes lit up slightly.

Under his induction, a stream of heat rose from his body, and it was constantly swimming throughout his body.

In this warm current, Wu Ming's heart and lungs are clear, and if he eats it for a long time, it is 100% good for his body.

"It's hard to say whether you can change your qualifications, but long-term consumption is no less than long-term nourishment with medicinal herbs, and cultivating martial arts will definitely get twice the result with half the effort." Unlike cultivating the Immortal Dao, the Martial Dao is to tap the potential of the body, and if the nourishment is insufficient, it is easy to damage the physical body.

Wu Ming is not a martial arts master, but he can touch the bypass, so he naturally understands the value of this thing.

Three mouthfuls and two bites, Wu Ming swallowed it in a big gulp, and soon ate the martial heart fruit.

And just as he was about to leave, he suddenly felt an imperceptible sound from a large tree on the left.

"Zhang Xiaoqiang?"

Looking up, Zhang Xiaoqiang was climbing a tree, sneakily not knowing what he was doing.

Hearing someone call himself, Zhang Xiaoqiang didn't look back, but moved faster, and said loudly: "I've had enough, I'm going to leave here and go to my parents!" ”

"Looking for your parents?" Is this going to run away from home, Wu Ming thought subconsciously.

In the next second, I saw Zhang Xiaoqiang following the willow branches, quickly climbed to the wall of the orphanage, and jumped down with his eyes closed.

Wu Ming looked at the wall in a daze. I didn't expect Zhang Xiaoqiang to say that he would leave, this is too capricious.

Doesn't he know that the current earth technology and martial arts coexist, and the streets are full of electronic patrol police, and a four or five-year-old child can't get out at all.

Actually, Zhang Xiaoqiang really doesn't know what you can expect a four- or five-year-old child to understand.

He only knew that he was abandoned by his parents, and he was bent on finding his parents and never staying in the orphanage again, and he didn't even think about anything else.

Ten minutes later...

"Do you dare to run away, am I treating you badly, or is someone abusing you?"

"Teacher, I don't dare anymore."

The identities of the orphans in the orphanage are in the government's files, and Zhang Xiaoqiang was sent back by the patrolling electronic police before he walked out of the two streets.

The consequences of a wayward escape are terrible.

The teachers didn't like Zhang Xiaoqiang before, but now they are even more tired of him, and even the cafeteria aunt who cooks gives him two spoonfuls less than others.

Soon, three months passed, and the happy ones were still happy, and the bitter ones were still hard.

... June 1st...

"Children, everyone has gathered in the playground."

Today is Children's Day, Wu Ming and the others did not go to class, but dressed up pink and tender one by one, as if they wanted to go out for an outing.

But Wu Ming knew that this was not an outing, but a commodity exhibition.

The orphanage was established to adopt orphans and give some of them to the wealthy and childless class for adoption.

Last night, he heard from the children in the kindergarten that the orphanage would be open to the public on June 1st, and the wealthy people in the city would adopt them, which was not good news for Wu Ming.

"I heard everyone say that on your terms, you will definitely be able to be adopted by a rich man, why are you still unhappy?" It was Zhang Xiaoqiang who spoke, Wu Ming's roommate, who had been sullen for months since his last failed escape.

However, since learning that June 1 is the adoption day, Zhang Xiaoqiang has changed as a person, and he has been hoping that someone can take him away.

The most obvious change is that when he gets up in the morning, others take a shower once, but Zhang Xiaoqiang has to wash twice.

Since breakfast, this guy has become troubled by gains and losses, and always likes to look towards the gate when he has nothing to do, as if he is afraid that the adopter will come and others will not inform him.

"Why are you happy, you want to call someone else's father?" Wu Ming does not lack a father, or he would not choose to be reincarnated as an orphan.

Zhang Xiaoqiang can't understand this, in his thoughts, being adopted is a great thing, just like a song sings, only mothers are good in the world, and children with mothers are treasures.

In the orphanage, Zhang Xiaoqiang's grandmother is not in pain, his uncle is not in love, and he lives like grass.

With his own life, he really couldn't understand how anyone didn't like to be adopted, let alone understand Wu Ming's ambitions.

"Mr. Wang, the last time you came, you didn't see a satisfied child, and this time it will definitely not be."

Teacher Zhang led a polite middle-aged man with glasses over and went straight to the place where Wu Ming and Zhang Xiaoqiang were standing.

The middle-aged man looked like he was very big, with his hands behind his back, and said with a very temperament: "Teacher Zhang, I have heard your words several times. You also know that my identity is different from that of my wife, and we don't look down on ordinary children. ”

"No, no, you just know when you look at this kid." Teacher Zhang took the middle-aged man all the way, and soon came to the position of Wu Ming and Zhang Xiaoqiang.

Pinching his ears and rubbing his face, Mr. Zhang was like a rag doll, ravaging Wu Ming's little face, and said with a smile: "Mr. Wang, how do you look at the child, people look blessed, look at the spirit, and look like a little star." I can tell you that this child does not cry or make trouble with me, and he is a rare and stable character. In the future, if you train well, it will be great to enter politics like you. ”

"Is it really that good?" Mr. Wang looked around Wu Ming twice, obviously a little moved.

It is said that three years old looks old, in a group of children, Wu Ming's temperament is like standing out from the crowd.

When Mr. Wang saw Wu Ming for the first time, he felt that this child was not from a simple family, but just a stop there, there was an indescribable taste.

It's hard to describe this feeling, Mr. Wang only found similar confidence in a child of a big family when he went to the old leader's house.

"Mr. Wang, I won't say more, look at his thick earlobes, who will believe if you want to say that you are not blessed!" Teacher Zhang half hugged Wu Ming, with a smile on his face, and half of his body directly blocked Zhang Xiaoqiang.

Zhang Xiaoqiang still wanted to move forward, but unfortunately the official surnamed Wang didn't even have the desire to look at him, let alone adopt him away.

"Kid, what's your name, would you like to come with me?" Mr. Wang's heart was moved, and he said with joy.

Wu Ming had already been impatient, he had his own goals, but he didn't come to Qingyun, and said indifferently: "My name is Wu Ming, I won't go with you, my goal is to become a martial artist, not to call someone else's father." ”

As soon as the words came out, Mr. Wang's smile froze, and Mr. Zhang was dumbfounded.

Wu Ming could clearly feel that Teacher Zhang pinched himself, and his eyes were full of admonition.

But he was still unmoved, although Mr. Wang was a government official, the purpose of his reincarnation was not this, but the pursuit of the ladder of martial arts.

He can go with Mr. Wang, and with the help of the identity of the official's son, he can better become the child of the Luo family.

But this is contrary to his original intention, and it cannot avoid causal involvement.

In order to reduce cause and effect, Wu Ming would rather become an orphan than have an additional emperor on his head, how could he make trouble for himself at this time.

"It seems that fate has not yet arrived!" Mr. Wang is an official, and soon under embarrassment, he forcibly changed into a smiley face.

Teacher Zhang was laughing with him, his eyes full of disappointment.

The relationship between the orphanage and the adopter is similar to that between the buyer and the real estate agent, and every time a child is adopted, a sum of money must be left to the orphanage.

This money is related to the year-end bonus, as well as various gray incomes.

As Mr. Wang, if this matter can be negotiated, all kinds of benefits will benefit immensely, and the other party will not be able to take out the red envelope.

"Mr. Wang, let's go and see others, there are still a lot of good seedlings."

"Okay, okay."

Teacher Zhang hurriedly changed the topic and left with Mr. Wang.

After the two left, Zhang Xiaoqiang looked at Wu Ming with a calm face like a gorilla, and subconsciously asked, "Is it really that good to become a martial artist?" ”

"Yes." Wu Ming's answer was very simple, but he was very sure.

Zhang Xiaoqiang didn't seem to understand, and couldn't help but ask again: "How good is it?" ”

"You can do what you want."

Hearing Wu Ming's statement, Zhang Xiaoqiang was still muttering to himself while not knowing what he was aware of: "Do what I want to do, do what I want to do..."

read it over and over again, and the more he continued to read it, the brighter Zhang Xiaoqiang's eyes became.

After half a ring, Zhang Xiaoqiang stared at his cross-eyed eyes and whispered firmly: "Wu Ming, I also want to become a martial artist and do what I want." ”

Wu Ming: "Hehe..."