I studied abroad in modern times

Looking at Zheng Fa, the expression on the curly-haired old man's face is difficult to describe:

It was an expression of surprise, curiosity and embarrassment.

Apparently he also recognized Zheng Fa.

He looked at the branches above Zheng Fa's head, stretched out his hand to compare the height of his head, and said cautiously towards Zheng Fa:

"Little... young hero? Are you doing Kung Fu?"

"No! I'm practicing high jump!"

"Young hero, please don't lie to me... I have practiced high jump!" The old man said a little proudly: "When I was young, I even won the first prize in track and field at our city sports meeting! You can't do high jump at all with those moves. !”

"...I practiced blindly."

"I understand! Young hero, the secret that has not been told, the hidden sect!" The old man said with an understanding expression: "But look at me, I also practiced Qigong when I was young!"

"Your old hobbies are quite extensive..."

"Who says it's not the case? My master was most optimistic about me at that time, but something happened later. Otherwise, I should be famous in the world now."

"Accident?"

"Oh, he was caught and accused of fraud."

Zheng Fa: "..."

The old man looked at Zheng Fa, with a flattering expression on his wrinkled face: "Young hero, I don't think my master was lying to me when he said I have good qualifications. How about you see what I can do?" Can't...learn your skills? I can become a disciple!"

Zheng Fa felt a little numb.

"Uncle, there is no effort in this world! We must believe in science!"

"Nonsense! How can science be such a shallow thing? Seeking truth from facts is science. If there is such a thing as kung fu in the world, then science should study kung fu!" The old man said with a tigerish face: "Isn't this just scientific research? "?"

Zheng Fa had to say that what this uncle said made sense.

"How are you going to study it? Slice it?"

The old man's expression was a little weird, and he looked Zheng Fa up and down: "I just want to practice it myself. However, if you have such a need, although I am not a professional, I can find someone to take care of it."

"Don't! You also know that my sect has rules and the law is not taught lightly."

"Hey!" the old man complained: "That's what you people are like, you only care about your own business. Isn't this in decline?"

"Yes yes yes!"

Zheng Fa listened to his education and ran away.

The old man probably saw that Zheng Fa really had no intention of communicating with him, so he stayed where he was, but his eyes were a little reluctant to leave.

…

In the afternoon, the atmosphere in the class became a little restless.

Qingshui Middle School seniors do not have weekends off.

Zheng Fa and the others take two days off every two weeks. They have Friday night off, and come back for self-study on Sunday night.

Friday night is the most exciting time for students. Many day students will choose to play for a while before going home.

"Zheng Fa! Let's go play basketball after school!"

Wang Chen made an appointment with Zheng Fa.

Zheng Fa's football skills are not very good, but he is tall and has good physical strength from having to do farm work for many years. He is not a laggard among the boys in the class.

"No, I have an appointment with someone."

Zheng Fa glanced at Tang Lingwu in the front row.

"Have a date with someone? Who is it?" Wang Chen was stunned for a moment. He had never seen Zheng Fa have any other close friends since he was a child.

Following Zheng Fa's gaze, he looked at Tang Lingwu.

"Tang Lingwu!" Zheng Fa had never seen such a rich expression on Wang Chen's face.

If you have to understand it, it is probably a kind of teeth-gnashing blessing.

"I saw no movement from you in the past few days, but why are you so playful?"

"...She made an appointment with me."

"Father, I want to learn this!"

Seeing that he even called out his adoptive father, Zheng Fa knew that this kid really believed it...

"Believe me, girls like this!"

At the door of the milk tea shop, Wang Chen persuaded Zheng Fa with a sure look on his face.

"Let me explain again, I just want to express my gratitude."

Zheng Fa tried to explain.

Speaking of which, Tang Lingwu was willing to take him to see her teacher, and Zheng Fa would like to thank him both emotionally and rationally.

But he has never interacted with girls of the same age in this world.

After asking Wang Chen, Wang Chen took him to the milk tea shop at the school gate.

This shop is really popular, especially on Fridays, when many girls buy milk tea here.

But Zheng Fa never came.

A cup of milk tea costing more than ten yuan is still a bit luxurious for Zheng Fa.

"Bring me one of your hottest drinks."

Because he didn't know which one tasted better, he said to the clerk.

I don’t know if it’s popular or not. This is probably one of the more expensive milk teas in the store. The price of 28 makes Zheng Fa feel like he’s been ripped off.

Tang Lingwu and Zheng Fa made an appointment near the family building.

Zheng Fa arrived first, and it took Tang Lingwu nearly half an hour to show up.

"Sorry, my family has something to do with me." When she saw Zheng Fa, Tang Lingwu apologized.

"It's okay, I didn't wait long."

Zheng Fa did see a black car following Tang Lingwu at the corner behind him.

He didn't know much about cars, but judging from his simple aesthetic, this rather conspicuous car was probably not cheap.

"This way."

Tang Lingwu led the way, and Zheng Fa took out the milk tea in his hand and handed it to him.

"This is for you."

Tang Lingwu silently shot a question mark at him.

"I'm just asking you to bring me here."

Tang Lingwu nodded, indicating that she understood, but put her hand on her chest and waved: "Thank you, I'll accept it, but I don't want the milk tea."

"ah?"

"I don't drink milk tea, it's not healthy."

Zheng Fa felt a little regretful for wasting twenty-eight yuan!

If I had known earlier, I would have asked Tang Lingwu.

But they didn't want it, and he didn't want to give it to him. He just wanted to drink it later.

Qingshui Middle School has eight teaching buildings.

Tang Lingwu led Zheng Fa into the relatively remote building. As soon as she entered the corridor, Tang Lingwu stood still and stretched out her hand in front of Zheng Fa.

Zheng Fa looked at her five slender fingers.

Look at the milk tea in your hand again.

Silently place the plastic bag on the other person's hand.

Tang Lingwu didn't leave anymore, she just stood in the corridor and took a big sip eagerly.

"Isn't it unhealthy?"

"Are you stupid? My mother is watching from the car!" Tang Lingwu rolled her eyes at him: "I don't drink, it's my mother who won't let me drink!"

Got it.

Waving your hands is just your acting skills.

"Wait a minute, let's go up after I finish drinking!" It was obvious that Tang Lingwu had rich experience in fighting.

While happily sipping milk tea, she introduced to Zheng Fa:

"The teacher who taught me how to compete should be a distant grandpa of mine. My mother knows him. He can't let him see me drinking milk tea."

"He is also a teacher in our school?"

Thinking that the other person also lives in Qingshui Middle School.

"No, his daughter works in our school, and he has retired." Tang Lingwu drank such a large cup of milk tea in three gulps, and she still seemed a little unsatisfied: "He used to be a university professor, and he seemed to have been a graduate of the Olympiad before. Members of the question group.”

"Sounds pretty awesome."

"Well, it took a lot of effort for my mother to find someone to say good things to. Although she said she was Grandpa from afar, she actually didn't have much contact with her before." Tang Lingwu paused and said.

Zheng Fa looked at her face, but there was something he didn't say.

It can be seen that your family is also quite powerful.