Chapter 4: Go home, get out of here

Star Academy

The dense crowd registered in an orderly manner, but due to the uncertainty of their hearts, the crowd still made a noisy noise, and when thousands of soldiers poured into the academy and blocked the playground, the playground was even louder. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Liu Xingtian has completed the registration, he is sitting in a corner of the playground at the moment, leaning against a big locust tree, with a green leaf in his mouth gently squirming, and a pair of eyes looking listlessly at the outside world.

As time passed, Liu Xingtian also knew the cause of the incident this time, it seemed that some immortal sect wanted to accept disciples, and then the country began to prepare, making the entire imperial capital jump.

However, he is also uneasy about this matter, after all, he is a little unbelieving in the gods or something, but he can't say that he came here inexplicably, and he doesn't really want to be a fairy, but wants to be lazy in the past for a lifetime, so he doesn't care very much.

The crowd that had been registered and walked around suddenly walked in one direction, Liu Xingtian opened his eyes wide, and found that someone had actually gone out, he suddenly couldn't sit still, and hurriedly trotted over.

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On the ground paved with blue-gray stone bricks, in the antique alley, two figures, one large and one small, are walking. "Hey, little brother, you're expensive."

Liu Xingtian asked indifferently, with a crisp and immature children's voice and a fresh and righteous little face, he was really a typical girl killer.

The young man who was questioned didn't expect a child to actually ask about him, and he was stunned and replied "Le".

"Oh" still looks like a hanger, Liu Xingtian looked at the other party in a neat military uniform, maybe others look heroic, but in Liu Xingtian's opinion, it is extremely old-fashioned, but it is almost home, and it is not good to talk about any topics.

A breakfast shop on the street is still bubbling with a faint white steam, about eight or nine o'clock at this time, but there are also people who get up late and are lazy to cook to buy steamed buns or steamed buns, but the business is already very light compared to the morning.

Liu Xingtian walked forward with the soldiers who followed, a middle-aged woman was sweeping the floor with a broom in the breakfast shop, although she was only middle-aged, but there were already slight wrinkles in the corners of the woman's eyes, and when she raised her head, she saw Liu Xingtian, and immediately screamed in fright.

"Xingtian, why did you come back, did Mr. drive you back again" The tone was extremely hurried, and he was even a little panicked, and he dropped the broom and ran to the back room.

"Don't, mother, it wasn't Mr. who drove me back" Liu Xingtian shouted, but unfortunately the woman had already run in, seeing this scene Liu Xingtian had a finished expression on his face, holding his head in his hands and whispering.

"Oh my God".

When the accompanying young soldier saw this, he immediately cried and laughed, and he comforted, "I'll help you explain it when I come out later" and spoke clearly, making people feel reassured.

"You don't understand, old antique, alas" Liu Xingtian finally sighed, his eyes wandering around, not knowing what to find.

"Rebel, see if I don't kill you" A rude roar came out, accompanied by heavy footsteps, a middle-aged man with a scruffy beard ran out, holding an arm-thick wooden stick in his hand, his whole popularity was ruined, and his face turned red.

"Listen to me, big brother," the young soldier immediately went to stop, stretching out one hand to stop him.

When the middle-aged man saw that someone dared to stop him, he immediately roared, "Whoever dares to stop him, I will break this rebel's dog leg when I go back at night."

"Uh" The young soldier was a little speechless, but the responsibility was still to block, and tried to persuade, but Liu Xingtian's father was obviously a tendon, so he didn't listen to this, so he had to rush over and beat Liu Xingtian.

"Alas, it's really annoying" Liu Xingtian sat on a chair placed outside the neighbor's house, shook it gently, and watched the farce in front of him very leisurely.

"Brother Xingtian, don't you go to school" The glutinous voice sounded, and a five or six-year-old girl walked out of the house, wearing a small floral skirt, her hair tied into a double ponytail, and a pair of big round eyes on her fleshy little face kept turning, looking extremely cute.

"Yo, the little boy girl is fat again," Liu Xingtian said in surprise, and at the same time reached over with one hand to touch the chubby little face.

"Let go, you should really let the uncle beat you to death" Xiao Tong slapped the hand away vigorously, and then ran away in a huff.

"Xingtian, don't come back yet" Another roar came, Xingtian walked over slowly, and then looked at his father lazily.

"Do you want this little brother to go in and sit down, my brother doesn't have anything else, and there are still two glasses of wine" Liu Xingtian's father changed his previous arrogance and became very polite, he just heard that his son was not skipping class, but going to do a test, and he was immediately happy.

"No need, big brother, you and your son hurry up and say a few words, we are going back" The young soldier looked embarrassed, he couldn't wait to go back now.

"Well, okay, right away," Liu Xingtian's father turned around and roared at his son.

"Xingtian, I have to listen to Mr. tomorrow, otherwise I will be beaten carefully when I come back after the inspection" After speaking, he raised the wooden stick in his hand.

"Got it" Liu Xingtian said lightly, it seems that his father doesn't know what is going on at all, if he has the talent to cultivate immortals, he won't come back, it is estimated that his father doesn't think he has the talent to cultivate immortals at all.

Liu Xingtian looked at the young soldier and pouted, and looked at the academy with a pair of eyes.

The young soldier understood, turned around and took the lead, Liu Xingtian followed leisurely, and just took two steps, his mother's voice came from behind.

"Walk the sky, wait".

"Hmm, what's wrong" Liu Xingtian looked back.

I saw his mother chasing after him with a small baggage, and then squatted down and said worriedly, "Xingtian, this is the first time you spend the night outside, you have to be careful, there are some sweet steamed buns here, you keep them and eat them slowly, don't be hungry" As he spoke, his eyes were red, and tears were rolling in it.

Liu Xingtian knew that his mother liked to be sentimental, and even a bird died to be sad for a few days, and he was even more distressed when he was usually the most relieved, and his father said that his mother had spoiled him, and he was also related to his mother when he saw his mother like this.

So he said gently, "Don't worry, mother, I will come back the day after tomorrow at most, just to test the qualifications, and there may not be a thousand people with qualifications."

The mother wiped her tears and said in a trembling voice, "Then you have to listen to the gentleman, don't be naughty."

"Hmm" Liu Xingtian nodded, and then asked, "What about my sister?"

"Your sister went to Yingzhe's house to play, and I'll talk to her when I come back" After speaking, he straightened Liu Xingtian's clothes and smoothed out the wrinkles.

"Oh" Liu Xingtian nodded, and looked at his mother carefully, she was so benevolent and kind, she had been meticulous to him since she was a child.

"Okay, you won't come back, child" Liu Xingtian's father shouted again, his tone was still so irritable, but those who are familiar with him know that he is thick and fine, although he is irritable, but the scale is very good.

"Well, mother, go back, I'll go first" Liu Xingtian finally said goodbye and left first.

Until he walked around the corner, he could feel that his mother was still watching him, and the feeling moved him to heartbreak.

Until many years later, Liu Xingtian's habit of drinking was developed because he couldn't stand the pain of longing.

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