Han Yi didn't expect to cut his head and come back from a meal, such a strange thing happened, and his brows furrowed for a while.

"What, you haven't thought of your wish yet?" Li Dacheng came over to tease him again, "Just write down the things I said, and I'll read them!"

"Didn't you see what I wrote?" asked Han Yi.

"What do you see?" asked Li Dacheng in confusion.

"What did I write?" Han Yi looked at Li Dacheng suspiciously.

"You pull it down, I'm not blind, I can't see if I write or not?" Li Dacheng shook his head.

Han Yi was stunned for a moment, his expression became solemn, but he remembered that when he wrote it, Li Dacheng looked at it twice, but now he doesn't remember it.

The point is where do these words go?

Han Yi flipped through the letterhead and wanted to tear it up directly, but this was what Li Dacheng and his mother had queued for six hours to beg, and only three of them gave him one, and Han Yi couldn't do this.

After thinking about it for a while, he couldn't think of any other way, so Han Yi simply flipped through the history book, found a page and sandwiched it casually, and stopped caring about it.

Let's listen carefully, he has already missed a lot of classes.

Things aside, Han Yi began a simple and peaceful life at school.

He also started living on campus. Self-study every morning and evening. I also get up early to practice, and at night I practice the kidney lifting and acupoint method of opening up the perineum in the dormitory.

The people in the dormitory know that it is not uncommon for him to practice martial arts, sometimes Lao Yang comes over in the morning and the two of them sweat when they practice, sometimes Lao Yang doesn't come, he has a trick with Han Xiaoye, and she has been able to play brightly.

After practicing, they had breakfast together and went to self-study.

As for Lao Yang Han Yi has always felt guilty, after all, Lao Yang still hopes that Han Yi can enter his army, just like his father hopes that his son will become a Chan, but he is only a colonel-level officer before he is discharged from the army, let alone discharged from the army, in fact, he doesn't have much energy.

As for his comrades-in-arms, he wouldn't make trouble for Han Yi's affairs, and he couldn't care about it.

Lao Yang quickly saw that since he had been discharged from the army, he would manage his life well, and he would not be at home and in the world.

But he passed on Han Yi's things are still serious, mostly some simple nirvana moves, which are summarized by Lao Yang after a hundred battles, and Han Yi has also benefited a lot from integrating these move killers into his boxing skills.

Now Han Yi has a deeper and deeper understanding of the practice and playing style of Xingyi boxing, and now he has made achievements in boxing, comprehending the dark energy, and making a move with the voice, what he needs now is to be pragmatic, learn from others' strengths, and get out of his own practice and playing style.

In this way, there is a chance to advance towards the realm of the supreme saint of martial arts.

So in the following days, Han Yi can be said to be distracted and multi-purpose, on the one hand, he takes classes to learn knowledge and culture classes, and on the other hand, he cultivates kung fu.

After living in the school for a few days, I went home for two days, and after learning the new twelve forms from my grandfather, I continued to go back to school, and after I had cultivated this form and body method, I went home to learn the new form method from the old man.

He continued to be pragmatic of his foundation, and he continued to absorb and learn new things, and the cultivation of the Taishang Jade Axis Six-Character Qi Technique and the perineum was also not put down.

In this way, Han Yi needed to cultivate and learn a lot of things, he felt that there were endless things to do every day, which was very fulfilling, and he was full of energy, only sleeping about five hours a day, obviously he was addicted to this busy state.

Studying during the day, thinking with his brain, cultivating his body at night, emptying his brain, and occasionally having a flash of inspiration, Han Yi gradually got the way of combining yin and yang.

But he didn't notice it, everything was natural, not deliberate.

And what he does is getting simpler and simpler, no longer dragging mud and water.

The days passed, Han Yi didn't realize it, and he didn't care, except for the necessary things such as eating, sleeping, and going to the toilet, every day was to study in class and practice martial arts after class.

Gradually, he followed the rise and fall of the sun and began to adjust his routine.

When the sun rises, I start to teach in the class, and when the sun goes down, I start to practice on the playground.

After he lasted like this for a few days, basically everyone in the whole school knew about Han Yi, and some people talked about it, and the head teacher Ma Ping also talked to Han Yi, but the next day Han Yi remained the same.

The Chen killer of the Academic Affairs Office also talked to Han Yi, and there was no lack of sarcasm in the language, but Han Yi didn't listen, he still followed the sunset and sunrise, attended classes, and practiced martial arts.

The teacher didn't care, and the students were not surprised except for the initial discussion.

But everyone was thinking about how long Han Yi could hold on.

In this way, day after day, the sun sets, the moon rises and sets, and his kung fu boxing seems to cooperate with the law of the sun rising and falling.

When he went home again to learn the body method in the twelve forms with his grandfather, it was the same, grandpa saw Han Yi's cultivation method, except for the initial accident, he quietly handed over the dragon, swallow, and snake form to Han Yi one after another, and then observed, and asked Han Xiaoye not to disturb her brother at will.

Han Yi learned these three forms a few days later, and went home to learn the new twelve-form body method from his grandfather, and the old man handed over the remaining three-form body method of the twelve forms, the table shape, the eagle shape, and the bear shape.

Han Yi went back to school to continue cultivating, even if it was cloudy and rainy, Han Yi was like when the sun came out, without the slightest effect, he seemed to connect the sun and the moon into his body.

After the third year of junior high school, after the teachers of each subject have finished explaining all the knowledge points in the books, and led the students to review the important knowledge points of the first and second years of junior high school, the rhythm of the Monday exam begins, and the monthly exam is held once a month.

Students who skipped class also began to appear in the class, and Han Yi and Li Dacheng did not skip class, which made Teacher Ma Ping feel quite satisfied.

However, the mental state of these two people does not seem to be very good, Han Yi seems to have gone mad, practicing immortal arts, and from time to time his body still has strange movements, Li Dayan is hollowed out after taking drugs, and he is wearing it tightly before winter.

But the two occasionally went to the toilet to smoke together, and the students who smoked in the corner changed in waves, and many new faces appeared, which should be freshmen who came up from junior high school.

Until one day, in the second class in the afternoon, Han Yi and Li Dacheng did a weekly test of the history volume, and after handing in the paper, they came out to put water and smoke, and the weather really cooled down, but Han Yi was still wearing short sleeves, and Li Dacheng was wrapped tightly, with long sleeves and a school uniform jacket, and occasionally a hat.

Han Yi lit a Marlboro, the smell of smoke was familiar, and he didn't feel too much when he smoked it, but he felt that it relieved some of the boredom after the exam.

Some of them wanted to smoke the Emgrand cigarettes that Xie Fan gave him, but Xie Fan had not been in contact with him for a long time······

"Ahh

A scream came from the girl, and Han Yi stopped and trembled in his heart, is it Xie Fan?

The boys' toilet and the girls' toilet are separated by a cement wall, about two meters, he didn't think about it, a step-up eagle claw poked out, grabbed the cement wall, as if holding plasticine, instantly embedded in it, a vertical lift, Han Yi's whole body flipped in mid-air, and smashed into the boundary of the girls' toilet with a bang, and his eyes swept to see the panicked Xie Fan was blocked in the corner of the toilet by a big mouse, his body shook, and hit the stone brick and cement wall next to him。

In just the blink of an eye, more than thirty stone bricks instantly buried the big mouse in front of Xie Fan.

And in the women's toilet, the girls who had taken off their pants and squatted to relieve their hands were all dumbfounded. There was also a sound from the men's restroom!

Then the girls burst out screaming with hundreds of plus signs.