Regarding Fang Yue's situation, Fang Xing himself felt that it was too strange.

Anyway.

This little guy's road ahead is too tortuous!

If the original princess was directly noticed by the world and ascended to the sky in one step, and Jiang Yue in the back was a genius who had an epiphany, then the little guy was all blocked by the avenue, as if the whole world could not tolerate this child.

There is not enough to eat, there is no clothes to wear, everyone is disgusted, and there is no fixed place to live.

As a matter of common sense, a small child simply cannot survive in this environment.

But in the midst of all these sufferings, there is still a glimmer of hope that this child can live, that is, she will be tortured and will not die in the present time.

What should be endured can never be avoided, and it seems that the predestined death will come at the right time.

In the middle of this, even if Fang Xing was ready to use martial arts to forcibly change his life against the sky, he was subject to talent and had no way.

But.

At this time, Fang Xing saw another possibility.

The little one's ability to learn is extraordinary.

All kinds of knowledge that have been taught can be never forgotten, the details that need to be paid attention to are almost never made again, and the mastery of how to swing his fists and feet when practicing martial arts, all of which Fang Xing understands as soon as he says it!

It can be said that he is a natural scholar!

In this way, since Fang Yue can't learn 'martial arts'.

There's nothing wrong with specializing in 'art', right?

If you can't be extraordinary from 'martial arts', there is no obstacle to reaching the peak of normal people in 'art'!

Thinking of this, Fang Xing directly abandoned the so-called process of exercising qi and blood, and directly began to let Fang Yue learn fist and foot kung fu according to the teachings in the cheats.

Without the blessing of internal strength and qi and blood, these kung fu can only be regarded as ordinary, and it is impossible to put down seventeen or eighteen people.

At most, you can put down seven or eight at random.

The power can be said to be reduced and reduced, but in modern society, it is enough to protect oneself.

Just when Fang Xing officially taught Fang Yue to learn the boxing moves.

The prompt that appeared in front of him shocked Fang Xing's whole person!

[In countless impossibilities, the heroine gets the only way to resist and change part of the future direction. 】

[The plot is deflected and you get 1,500 plot points!] 】

Fang Xing: !!!

Fifteen hundred plot points!?

It has indirectly changed the historical trend of the entire feudal dynasty world before, and it has only gained a thousand points!

Why is it that as long as it changes the life of the little one, the impact is so great?

There was silence for a long time.

Fang Xing also did not find a suitable explanation in the information he knew.

Even if there is a conjecture, there is no evidence to support it.

Faced with this situation, Fang Xing could only take this matter to heart and continue to teach Fang Yue.

This teaching is two months.

The little one should be in first grade.

In these two months, the little one showed an amazing talent for learning.

After practicing boxing and kicking for such a short time, I have been able to play a set of boxing techniques very naturally and smoothly, and I have a good appearance.

After two months of getting along, the two of them finally got along like father and daughter, and Fang Yue dared to play in front of Fang Xing.

Every time he saw the little guy getting better and better, Fang Xing's face leaked a fatherly smile more and more.

Now that he is suddenly going to school, Fang Xing himself is still a little reluctant.

Especially when I saw Fang Yue carrying her schoolbag and walking into the school step by step.

Fang Xing's heart was also mixed.

"Girl!"

"Someone bullies you, you must smoke him!"

Hearing Fang Xing shouting like this, the surrounding parents all looked at him.

"Don't worry, I will!"

"If you don't beat him to tears, you won't stop!"

Fang Yue raised her cute little face and waved her hand to reply, but when she said it, the children around her were frightened, and she looked at this cute classmate who was obviously wearing a pink dress with a frightened expression.

Crying before stopping!?

How it hurts!

A few timid people had already started to burst into tears, and went directly to the nearby teacher and asked if they would be in the same class with this girl, right?!

At this time, the eyes of the surrounding parents are not right.

What kind of family style is this, why is it so strange?

When the students all entered the classroom and the playground was empty, Fang Xing withdrew his gaze and turned to leave.

It's been more than two months since I came to this world, and I finally got everything on track.

Next, as long as Fang Yue can attend classes in school safely, he will have time to explore the hidden things in this world.

In normal times, there is also enough time to practice internal strength.

It seems that everything is starting to work in a good direction.

The words are divided into two ends.

When Fang Yue walked into the school, she was also very reluctant in her heart.

In the past two months of knowing her father, it was the happiest time in her memory.

You don't have to be beaten, you don't get caught in the rain, you don't have to do laundry every day, and you don't have to worry about not having a place to sleep tonight.

Sometimes I can go out shopping at night and buy cotton candy and cute little dresses.

will also go to Aunt Zheng's to take a bath, and Auntie also teaches girls some things that need to be paid attention to.

I can also learn boxing every day, and I can also learn the knowledge in textbooks, and my life is very fulfilling.

But Fang Yue knew that she couldn't keep pestering her father.

Dad should still have his own job, and he should have his own things, and he should go to school now.

Thinking like this in her heart, Fang Yue wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes and persuaded herself not to be so sad because she left her father.

I can go home from school in the afternoon, and I can't let my dad worry.

Walk to the door of the classroom. Fang Yue glanced up at the words on the door.

The second class of the first grade is my own class.

Inside, there will be a table with your name on it, and that will be your own seat.

But after looking around, the empty seats did not have their own names, so Fang Yue could only look for them again one by one.

In his seat, a little boy is scribbling with a watercolor pen on his chair.

Fang Yue thought for a moment.

According to Dad, what should someone do if they move their own things?

Fang Yue stepped forward and reached out to pat the little boy.

"This is my table, you should wipe it clean and go back to your own seat!"

The little boy raised his head and glanced at Fang Yue with disdain.

"Just don't wipe it! How old are you?! ”

"Look at you poor and sour, get out of the way!"

As he spoke, he directly took the paintbrush in his hand and stroked it towards Fang Yue, making Fang Yue's brand-new little skirt have a little more black line.

Fang Yue was silent.

Looking at the color on the shoulders of the new dress, I reached out and rubbed it, but it didn't come off.

Now Fang Yue was suddenly very scared in her heart.

The psychological shadow of being bullied over the years suddenly surfaced in my heart again, making my hands tremble unconsciously.

But when she thought of her father's teachings, Fang Yue felt that no matter how scared she was, she had to try hard!

So he put down his schoolbag directly and slapped the little boy in the face!

[Smack! 】

The slap was so loud that the whole class turned their heads to look.

The little boy was stunned by this slap!

Just stand still, people are stupid!

Before he could react, the little boy saw Fang Yue clenching his fist with tears in his eyes, and he was a mess of hammers to himself!