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　　 The next day.

　　Ping'an Town, Bai Family Mansion.

　　 "Brother, this is the tutor I invited for you, Professor Wu."

　　 Bai Shaofeng pointed to a half-bald old man wearing a pair of black-framed glasses, wearing a long robe, slightly rickety, and an old scholastic dress.

　　 "He is a retired professor from Jinying City. He taught at a famous institution in Jinnan City, and he is definitely more than enough to help you with your homework!"

　　Bai Shaofeng pulled the a little impatient Bai Xiaocong and pushed him to the old man.

　　 The master Bai on the side was even more scared, because the words "retired professor" and "prestigious university" made him think that Professor Wu had too much background.

　　 "Professor Wu, although Inuzi said that he would ask for a tutor, you are here to teach Xiao Cong, which is a bit..."

　　 He was naturally hesitant.

　　 "Don't mind!" But Professor Wu didn't mind, so he raised his hand to interrupt.

　　 "Shao Feng, this kid is good, plus I happen to have something to do in Jingui City recently. How can I not come when he tells me..." Professor Wu didn't care.

After 　　, he glanced at Bai Xiaocong with a pair of muddy eyes, with a smile on his mouth.

　　 "It's this kid, don't worry, I will help him with tutoring, the college entrance examination is a sure thing!"

　　 He spoke very slowly, word by word.

　　 This makes Bai Xiaocong very upset, because his elder brother not only finds a tutor for himself, he is also such an old man.

　　 This old man looks like a serious old scholar, and he is the most unhappy type.

　　 It is estimated that the teaching is also rigid, and it has been uncomfortable recently.

　　 Bai Xiaocong swears in his heart that if there is a chance, he must drive away the old man surnamed Wu.

　　 But the latter just smiled and didn't care, even when no one noticed, a gleam of light flashed in his cloudy eyes.

　　 "In that case, thank you Professor Wu, no matter if Xiao Cong takes the exam or not, I must thank you again!" Master Bai immediately exclaimed.

　　 "No need, I'm a cultural person, and talk about money is tacky."

　　 Professor Wu immediately waved his hand to perfuse, but did not completely reject it. Instead, he opened his five fingers and made a money count with his other hand.

　　 "But if you want to mean something, just give this number, and more will lose your identity..."

　　 "I understand, I understand, Professor Wu is an educator, and he has lost his identity for the young talent!"

　　 Master Bai knows, haha ​​smiled and agreed.

　　 "Abiao, arrange for Professor Wu to satisfy him and never neglect!"

　　 Then Master Bai immediately called his capable subordinate, A Biao, who politely led Professor Wu down without daring to neglect.

When Bai Xiaocong next to 　　 saw it, his eyes were even more contemptuous.

　　 But he is going to school soon, no matter what is happening at home, he just opened the door and left.

　　 Everyone in the room didn't care, but continued to chat.

　　 "Shao Feng, I didn't expect you to know Professor Wu and other characters, I don't know yet!" Master Bai looked at his elder son with a look of relief.

　　 "Dad, that's because you haven't left Ping An Town. After all, this is a small place. Don't you want to go out and see and see more of the world?"

　　 Bai Shaofeng turned his head and looked at the gate, meaning to point.

　　 "Hey--" Master Bai sighed, and then helplessly said: "Dad is old, so he wants to guard his one-acre three-quarters of land. It's like you are still young and you can go out and wander around."

　　 "Okay, I'm relieved about Xiao Cong's affairs. If you are okay recently, go back to school soon. There is nothing to worry about at home."

　　 Master Bai said, he walked towards the study next to the hall, and later it was time for him to read the newspaper.

　　 "So you are old and useless, and your vision has become so narrow!"

　　 Bai Shaofeng looked at his father who was slightly staggering, with a sneer at the corner of his mouth.

　　 "Wait until I find the secrets you have hidden all these years, you should be taking care of yourself!"

　　Bai Shaofeng also left the mansion, but walked out.

　　……

　　Ping'an Town High School.

Principal room.

　　 There is a guest in the principal’s room today.

　　 When the old principal of Ping'an Town High School saw the visitor, his old face was full of laughter.

　　 "Isn't this Xiao Zhang, what kind of wind is this blowing today, it actually blows you here!"

　　 The old principal looked at Zhang Yanxi with a smile, and his wrinkled face was about to twist into a flower.

　　 Zhang Yan looked at the honor wall in the principal's room. The photo of his graduation that year was still hanging in the center.

　　 That was the moment when he received the admission notice from Jin Nanwu University. The teenager in the photo showed his big white teeth and smiled brilliantly. The teachers beside him were also smiling.

　　 Seeing the photo, Zhang Yan's mouth unconsciously showed a smile.

　　Because of that moment, it can be said to be the second happy time in his life.

　　 As for the first time, it was when Jin Nanwu broke through the martial arts level.

　　 That day he ran around the school more than a dozen laps because of excitement, and finally lay tired and giggled at the school gate, and was scolded by the teacher to go to the playground to stop.

　　 "Xiao Zhang, I heard that you have joined the Martial Artists Association, this time you come back to perform a mission?"

　　The old principal is here after all, knowing a lot, and guessing the cause and effect all at once.

　　 "What the principal said, but the specific task is not convenient for me to disclose!" Zhang Yan nodded.

　　 "Understand, understand!" The old principal understood, but it was a pity.

　　 "I saw you back and wanted you to give our school a mobilization meeting, but now you are on a mission. It seems that the plan can only be cancelled."

　　 Zhang Yan was embarrassed after hearing this, because he was not the one who could mobilize speeches to hundreds of students.

　　 It should be said that after martial arts, most martial artists do not pay attention to red tape.

　　 Some martial artists have become more withdrawn because of martial arts training; it is really difficult for them to ask them to give a speech.

　　 "By the way, the principal, I want to ask you about someone. I wonder if you know him?"

　　 Zhang Yan saw that the old principal still had to speak, he stopped immediately, and made clear his intentions.

"who is it?"

　　 "Is a student at school, his name is Lei Yi."

　　 "Lei Yi?"

　　 The old principal frowned and scratched his slightly gray hair. For a while, he couldn't remember this person.

　　 Zhang Yan also understands this. After all, there are hundreds of students every year, and the old principal cannot remember them all.

　　If it weren't for being admitted to Jinnan Wu University, the old principal might not remember himself.

　　 "It's a senior in your school. Widow Chen called him Ergou. Do you have any impression?"

　　 "Oh, you said Ergou, I remember, he is a transfer student in our school, I arranged to enter the third and fifth class of high school, let Liu Chunlan take him!"

　　 Hearing Lei Yi’s nickname, the old principal immediately reacted, because the transfer was more than a year ago, and he still remembered it.

　　 "Interim student?" Zhang Yan noticed something abnormal, which shows that Lei Yi is not a student of this school.

　　 "Well, speaking of these two dogs, it's miserable! His academic performance can't keep up with the average progress. It should be because of the aftereffects of an alien attack. Since the arrangement in our school, he has been on the safe side..."

　　 The old principal began to boast about Lei Yi's situation.

　　 Zhang Yan fell into contemplation after hearing this, because Lei Yi's identity could not be verified in some places.

　　 But the village where the opponent lived was destroyed, and it was destroyed by a strange animal, and the situation became more complicated.

　　 "What kind of family is it that can cultivate a warrior from an early age?"

　　 Zhang Yan is puzzled, maybe there are some warriors willing to live in seclusion in that village.

　　 "By the way, the old principal, do you know Mr. Bai in our town? I heard some rumors that he was with a Western woman. Is this true?"

　　 Zhang Yan suppressed his curiosity about Lei Yi's intelligence, and turned to inquire about Master Bai.

　　 "Where did you hear about this?"

　　 The old principal frowned and his tone changed.

　　 Zhang Yan, seeing this, felt like he was asking the right person.

　　 "Don't mention this matter any more, after all, it's an ugly family, and you can't talk about it."

　　 The old principal didn’t plan to tell Zhang Yan, and told him: “I don’t like talking about other people’s teachers behind their backs, and you should rarely ask about this. I don’t think the Martial Arts Association will care about an old thing.”

　　 Zhang Yan can only nod his head, but if he decides not to investigate afterwards, it is not the old principal's control.

　　……

　　 Senior three (5) in the classroom.

"The first large-scale mock exam for the third year of high school will be conducted today. This time the results will allow you to understand the gap between you and the desired institution. If you do not reach the score limit, you must redouble your efforts in the remaining time to strive for a good result in the next exam. !"

"After this mock test, there will be a second-mode test in early April, and a three-mode test in early May. In late May, it will be a fourth-mode test, which is the last mock test. You must remember the time. !"

　　 Liu Chunlan, the teacher in charge of the class, gave a morning class on the podium, and the content announced was naturally the schedule of mock exams for the third grade, which made all students a headache.

"This is a special reminder to some people. Although most of the contents of the books are memorized by rote, in addition to cultural classes, mathematics and other majors, you must learn to master them. If you can't apply even a formula, you can't do a lot of topics, then Your grades..."

　　 Liu Chunlan issued a warning on stage, and many people already knew who it was alluding to.

　　 Lei Yi sat in the last row of the classroom, looking helpless, because mathematical formulas were his headache.

　　 He has read books for a hundred days, even if some historical records are memorized and never forget, but those formulas and theorems still make him two big ones.

　　 "Three hundred years have passed, but the school's tactics of questioning have not changed!"

　　 He looked at the scenery outside the window and complained in his heart.

　　 To tell the truth, he prefers to fight with real monsters compared to fighting with exam papers now.

　　 Although fighting is dangerous, it makes him more excited and enjoys.

　　 is better than looking at papers, writing papers, and getting drowsy here.

　　 If this were three hundred years ago, people like him would have dropped out of school and went out to work for somebody. In the end, they might become an honest person and be ineffective for a lifetime.

　　 Just when Lei Yi had a headache, a figure walked by in the corridor and paused for a while as he passed the door of the classroom. It was Zhang Yan.

　　 Liu Chunlan obviously saw Zhang Yan, and after admonishing the students, he walked out quickly.

　　 "It's that person, what is he here for?"

　　Lei Yi also saw the man, and his expression became unnatural.