Rebirth and daily cultivation

"Jiang Ning, I heard from the senior students that our sophomore year of high school will be divided into liberal arts classes."

Geng Lu poked Jiang Ning's back.

"Yes." Jiang Ning turned around.

Geng Lu had a few strands of air bangs falling in front of her forehead. She managed this hairstyle well, adding a bit of girlish sweetness.

"Would you choose science or liberal arts?" Geng Lu looked forward to Jiang Ning's answer.

"Science." In terms of real strengths, Jiang Ning is stronger in liberal arts, which is more suitable for his super memory.

Only 80% of the students in the Fourth Middle School can study science. There are not many students in Yuzhou who choose liberal arts. He remembers that in the second year of high school, there were only three liberal arts classes out of 12 classes.

If Jiang Ning chooses liberal arts, he will be separated from Class 8, and many classmates will lose contact.

Geng Lu said happily: "I am also a science major!"

"I plan to study art when I'm a sophomore in high school."

When Geng Lu first entered high school, her grades were average and it was a bit dangerous to take three exams.

She planned to study art at that time in order to do better in the college entrance examination.

At this time, the three courses have not been cancelled. In addition to the fact that the tuition is much more expensive than the two courses, it is still a bachelor's degree.

Now, under Jiang Ning's guidance, her grades are barely above the second level, but she still insists on taking the route of being an art student.

Because during this period, Jiang Ning kept asking her to draw some strange patterns, symbols, etc.

The girl's sensitivity made her realize that these things seemed to be very important to Jiang Ning.

Geng Lu usually focused on Jiang Ning, and the two communicated frequently. She analyzed that Jiang Ning seemed not to care much about everything around him, and there were very few things that made him care.

Then what he let himself paint must be important.

She went to be an art student. After receiving professional training, her painting skills will definitely improve, and she will be able to better help Jiang Ning in the future.

"Art is quite good. In the future, there will be a wider range of employment. You can choose jobs such as design, and the pay is pretty good." Jiang Ning analyzed seriously.

He believes that among art students, the better ones are art students.

Compared with music students, sports students, and art students, the future employment is broader.

Jiang Ning remembers Zhang Chi, one of the few physical education students in the class. He repeated his studies for a year and was admitted to the first and second schools in Su City as a physical education student.

Later, after graduating from college, I went to work as a coach in a gym. I said I was a coach, but in fact, I spent most of my time selling cards and often promoted their gym’s cards to my friends.

"Well, I will become an art student in the future and paint for you for free." Geng Lu said with a smile.

Jiang Ning felt that Geng Lu's smile was very clean. She didn't have dimples like Bai Yuxia when she smiled, nor was she as cunning and agile as Xue Yuantong. She was different from Xue Chuchu's smile that went from cold to sweet.

Geng Lu's smile was simply clean, or pure.

Jiang Ning looked very comfortable.

"Okay, when you leave, I do have a lot of things to draw."

He was not joking. Recently, he taught Geng Lu many talismans and formation patterns. Her talent was not top-notch, but she studied very hard.

Those symbols, if a mortal does not master spiritual power, will be just a piece of waste paper. They must be outlined and connected with spiritual power to be effective.

In the future, he may not teach Geng Lu the exercises. He can make a magic pen and let the Evergreen Liquid Company disguise it with high technology.

When the time comes, give the pen to Geng Lu and let her learn simple spiritual connection methods, draw talismans, or draw formation runes.

It's just an assumption at the moment. If that happens, he will never treat Geng Lu badly.

"Jiang Ning, let me treat you to dinner this afternoon!"

"I took two small orders in Tieba, helped people draw pictures, and earned 30 yuan!" Geng Lu said happily.

She took out her phone and showed Jiang Ning the WeChat red envelope page.

"This is my first time making money, you are not allowed to refuse!"

"I'm thanking you for teaching me English."

Jiang Ning was surprised. He didn't expect this. Geng Lu could actually make money online. It would be better if high school students went online and didn't get scammed.

"Okay."

Geng Lu said: "There is a noodle shop outside. There are fried skewers inside. It looks very clean. Let's go there together after school."

"no problem."

"Then it's such a happy decision!"

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"Hey, I don't want to wash the apples, but I also want to eat them."

Xue Yuantong held her apple and sighed.

"It's so hard to eat an apple. Is there any kind person who can help me wash an apple?"

"As a thank you, I will give him half."

Xue Yuantong observed Jiang Ning with his peripheral vision.

Jiang Ning sat in her seat and showed no reaction.

Xue Yuantong felt that she had been ignored. She was eaten by Jiang Ning this morning. She decided not to give Jiang Ning an apple to eat and kept an apple to herself.

But she really didn't want to wash the apples. It was cold and she didn't want to move.

But Jiang Ning is having trouble now.

People's hearts are fickle, and Xue Yuantong laments the harshness of the world.

She held the apple and went to find the faucet.

Bai Yuxia took the test paper and turned to Jiang Ning to give a lecture while Chen Siyu listened.

The twins switched back again in the afternoon, because Chen Siqing had physical education class this afternoon, and she was unwilling to give up such a beautiful thing to her sister.

While Bai Yuxia was listening intently, Chen Siyu's eyes were wandering, observing the movements around him.

"What you said is really good. It turns out there is such a solution." Bai Yuxia looked at the physics problem and said in surprise.

Jiang Ning said: "The law of conservation of mechanical energy is relatively simple. Memorize the formula. When encountering a problem like this, first determine whether only gravity or elastic force does work, and then see how to solve the problem."

Bai Yuxia: "Yeah, thank you Jiang Ning, you know so much."

Xue Yuantong came over with the apple in his arms and said proudly: "Jiang Ning is very talented, but he can only be inferior to me."

Jiang Ning: "Eat your apple."

Bai Yuxia took out a red bag from the hole in the table: "I brought sugar-fried walnuts for everyone to try."

She poured a handful for each of the people present.

Xue Yuantong also got a handful.

Seeing that Bai Yuxia was so generous, Xue Yuantong couldn't keep the apple to herself, so she pushed the apple to Jiang Ning and held out four fingers.

Jiang Ning glanced at it and said, "Okay, I want half of your walnut kernels."

Xue Yuantong was threatened. She had no choice but to grit her teeth and move over half of the walnut kernels.

"Crack." Jiang Ning broke open the apple.

"Handsome Jiang Ning!" Shan Kaiquan from across the river exclaimed. Every time he saw this scene, he felt extremely handsome.

When Shan Kaiquan returned home during the Chinese New Year, he tried many times but couldn't break the apple.

Jiang Ning activated her spiritual power, heated the apples slightly, and gave them to Xue Yuantong.

The small group of four here began to enjoy snacks.

Shan Kaiquan on the other side suddenly felt so sad, knowing that he had a place in the past.

He turned his grief and anger into strength and studied hard. He wanted to be among the top ten in the class!

Chen Siyu bit into the warm apple, and her mood became sweet. She came over and whispered:

"Have you noticed that Huang Yuzhu is so weird?"

She looked at Huang Yuzhu diagonally behind Jiang Ning, a few seats away. Huang Yuzhu was chatting with several classmates.

Huang Yuzhu looks mature and honest, and usually does not have a strong sense of presence in the class.

Bai Yuxia said: "Yes, he is very strange. Who said it last time? Well, I forgot. It probably means that Huang Yuzhu never troubles others. When we are in school, we always have interactions with others, such as borrowing a piece of paper. Borrow a pen, borrow some money, or help with cleaning, or use a stapler."

"Huang Yuzhu is different. He has everything he owns and never asks for help."

Jiang Ning said nothing. School is like a small society. It is inevitable to interact with others, but Huang Yuzhu rarely does.

Chen Siyu observed Huang Yuzhu. At this moment, Huang Yuzhu was talking to several classmates, probably talking about some things that happened during the winter vacation. His voice was quite loud at first.

But no one seemed to be listening. He realized something, so he slowly lowered his volume until he finally closed his mouth.

Chen Siyu was ashamed, it must be too embarrassing.

She laughed dryly and stopped discussing Huang Yuzhu. He felt a little pitiful.

At this time, a boy wearing Nike clothes came outside the window.

He was Deng Xiang who came to Class 8 and beat Shan Kaiquan, and then was beaten by Jiang Ning.

Deng Xiang was a popular figure in No. 4 Middle School, but he was the only one who didn't dare to provoke Jiang Ning, and was left with a psychological shadow.

After several months, Deng Xiang stood at the door of Class 8 again.

Not many students in Class 8 remember him, and his legend has been downgraded a lot.

Bai Yuxia looked at Deng Xiang, recognized him, and then looked at Jiang Ning.

Until now, Bai Yuxia still felt that it was outrageous. Jiang Ning was quite tall, but he was not tall and strong, but he was very good at fighting.

And he never bullied the weak. Bai Yuxia had never seen a boy who studied well, was handsome, and was good at fighting.

"Wu Xiaoqi!" Deng Xiang shouted.

Wu Xiaoqi, who was surrounded by golden flowers, immediately looked toward the door.

Deng Xiang is his close friend and golfer, and Wu Xiaoqi has a good relationship with him.

As soon as he heard the other party's call, Wu Xiaoqi went out with the basketball in his arms. In the middle of the classroom were two tables put together, with four sitting in a row.

On Wu Xiaoqi's left was the fat man Song Sheng, and on his right was Pang Jiao, who surrounded him.

He originally wanted to jump out of the table, but yesterday when he jumped on the table and touched Pang Jiao's book, Pang Jiao spat on him.

Wu Xiaoqi was very puzzled, and he squeezed out through the narrow gap behind Pang Jiao. Halfway through, Pang Jiao even pushed him deliberately, which prevented Wu Xiaoqi from breathing, and his small body almost squeezed out half of his life.

He struggled to escape from the gap, feeling like his soul had flown away.

He regretted it. He wished he could slap himself. He couldn't understand why he had to do it in the front row.

Wu Xiaoqi came to the corridor in front of the class.

"What's the matter, Xiangxiang?" he asked.

Deng Xiang threw a cigarette over, looking like a social man.

Wu Xiaoqi didn't answer: "I never smoke when playing basketball. It will affect my performance."

"Okay." Deng Xiang knew Wu Xiaoqi's personality.

"There's going to be a fight tonight. I heard you got a tattoo. Come over and help me support the scene." Deng Xiang smoked a cigarette and let out a sigh, like a gangster.

He knew that Wu Xiaoqi looked small, but actually fought very fiercely. The key was that Wu Xiaoqi was rich.

Wu Xiaoqi shook his head: "I have a basketball tattoo. Should I tell them that I play basketball?"

Deng Xiang: "..."