The bright moon, which is not yet round, gradually rises high into the sky. A transparent gray cloud, faintly covering the moonlight, Nanling City at night, as if a light smoke was enveloped, strands fell off, like a dream. After the evening clouds drifted by, the smoke and fog dissipated in mid-air, and the clear light like water washed away the soft midwinter night.

This is an iǎ town in Nanling City, J Province, in an ordinary iǎ district, where a family lives.

A very thin teenager with a lonely expression stayed alone on the balcony of his house, looking at the quiet night that was already early because of the late night.

Qiu Peng, 14 years old this year, has been frail and sickly since childhood, and his physical fitness is very poor, and he is unable to participate in any kind of sports training at all.

His father once took him to the county hospital to check Qiu Peng's physique, and the final conclusion was that it was a miracle that he was able to live to this day. Because, he was born with a congenital blockage of the eight veins.

When this congenital disease is born, the qi veins of the whole body are occluded, and most of the fetuses will be stillborn, and only a few will survive childbirth, but they usually die soon after birth. Qiu Peng was able to survive in this world for fifteen years, which is already an unprecedented miracle.

Therefore, Qiu Peng is the only child in the school who does not need to participate in sports training. Like 800 meters, 1,500 meters of training is insulated from him. It is also for this reason that the jealous children in the school are called bile iǎ ghosts, cowards, and other discriminatory names.

So in school, Qiu Peng basically has no friends, for him, there are only three people in this world, one is to be a father and a mother to bring him up from iǎ, the other is Yuan Jian, a physical education teacher who cares about him very much, and the last one, Hu Ziming, who has never bullied him.

At this time, my father must have gone to the supermarket in the town to buy cooked vegetables and cook for himself. Qiu Peng remembered what happened in a physical education class at school today.

"Now, children, show me what you learned last time, and I'll decide whether or not I want to teach you something new based on how each of you is progressing. Yuan Jian said.

Yuan Jian is a veteran who has been the physical education teacher for all nine classes of this junior high school since he became a physical education teacher at this school with poor conditions and facilities. However, because he was born in the military, he did not have the dogmatism of the faculty and staff who came from a professional class. Always treat them with some training methods in the army.

Since everyone's talent is different. As a result, everyone learns something differently. There are two of the best in Qiu Peng's class: Hu Ziming, who is extremely strong, and it seems that even if he is eighteen years old, some people will believe him. Guga - Repeating a year, he is the oldest in the class, sixteen and a half years old, and he also participated in the junior martial arts competition held in the city last year, although he did not get any rewards, but in the eyes of these ordinary children, he is already considered old. That's why he's the child king here.

Yuan Jian first came to Guga's side and watched him demonstrate his boxing techniques to him. Gu Jia held his breath and condensed, and vigorously used Yuan Jian's boxing technique, it seems that he has indeed put a lot of effort into this set of boxing techniques, and he is playing tiger-like style.

Yuan Jian nodded slightly with satisfaction. While watching, he pointed out the shortcomings of Guga's swordsmanship.

Qiu Peng sat on the edge of the field, where there was a bluestone slab that was not too flat, that was his usual sitting position, compared to children of the same age, he was not short, but very thin, his hands and feet were very thin, and there were not a few taels on his body, giving people the feeling that the wind would blow away. Strangely, this thinness did not give him the feeling of being very haggard. His black and supple hair was as soft as silk, shining in the sun, lining his fair cheeks, sparkling eyes, full forehead, straight nose, and stubborn mouth, which looked so delicate and lovely, with a special charm.

Now, he watched Yuan Jian instructing the children, and began his daily homework again—thinking about what was wrong. He put his hands on his cheeks and stared blankly, but he fantasized in his heart that he would also become a sturdy child, training in martial arts under the guidance of Yuan Jian. He was the most bāng one! All the children looked at him with envy.

That vision is full of adoration, love, care and love. Yuan Jian praised him again and again: "You have done a very good job, you will definitely become a world martial arts champion." Thinking about it, a smile appeared on his face, and he looked at the sky stupidly, but he didn't see anything.

After arranging everyone's homework, Yuan Jian might have something to say, so he said hello to everyone and left first.

On the field, the students practiced their homework for a while, and began to feel a little bored, so they fell in love with Qiu Peng, who was in a daze.

Gu Jia pouted, motioned for a few partners to follow him, quietly walked around Qiu Peng's back, made a gesture, and then several children suddenly shouted in unison: "Hey!"

Qiu Peng, who was immersed in fantasy, was imagining becoming a hero like Monkey King in Dragon Ball at the moment, to save the earth that was shrouded in panic by evil forces, this sudden shout obviously frightened him, he covered his heart, and let out a breathless expression.

"Qiu Peng, are you dreaming again?" several classmates gathered around, and Gu Jia asked with contempt and ridicule.

Qiu Peng was obviously used to it, and all he did was get up and walk towards the classroom without raising his head.

On weekdays, this is the best way to avoid their entanglement.

"Hey, are you going here?" Guga stopped him and said, "Let's play a game,"

He stretched out his hand and kept hitting Qiu Peng's shoulder, "Let's compete, I'll stand still, as long as you can use this to knock me down, even if you win." ”

Qiu Peng turned his head and wanted to leave the field from the other direction, but Gu Jia ran forward to stop him and said, "Don't you dare? Then say that you are a gallant ghost in public!"

Qiu Peng was finally angered by Jī, his eyes emitted an angry light, glaring at Gu Jia, his face flushed, his fists clenched tightly, and he was still trembling a little.

Gu Jialeng paused for a moment, and immediately said with a flirtatious smile: "What, iǎ cat is going to be powerful? Come here, let's have fun." ”

He rushed towards Guga with all his strength, slamming his head into his iǎ belly.

Gu Jia only turned to one side slightly, and with a wave of his hand, he pushed Qiu Peng out of the way, rolling twice on the ground, his clothes were covered with dirt, and his face was scratched.

The surrounding classmates applauded loudly and mocked: "Come and see! ”

Qiu Peng felt that the sky was spinning, and he couldn't get up on the ground for a while.

Suddenly, he felt a pair of warm, firm hands lift him up. He looked up and saw that it was. Hu Ziming: "Are you okay?"

Qiu Peng slowly stood firm, listening to the ridicule around him, tears couldn't help but fall, and the feeling of shame and shame made him dare not raise his head to face all the people around him.

At this time, Qiu Peng came back to his senses and reminded him that it was not his father, but his stomach.

"Why hasn't Dad come back yet? Looking at the time on the wall clock, Qiu Peng muttered.

"For the sake of your stomach, let's go over and take a look. After saying that, he took a padded jacket from the closet and walked out of the house.

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