The Unconventional Legend Chapter 12: Kick in!
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Hu Ruoyun turned his head back, seeing Li Changjiang's unstrained face finally showing a collapsed face.
A pair of eyes staring at him silently, seeming to be asking himself: "Is this a good student who is honest, smart, cute, and perseverance in your mouth?"
Hu Ruoyun covered his face.
I only heard Li Changjiang’s meaningful long sigh: "What a talent..."
Hu Ruoyun snorted, his eyes were bad: "You are less yin and yang!"
Seeing Zuo Xiaoduo’s back disappeared, Li Changjiang suddenly remembered something, and his whole body was shaken, and his eyebrows were raised and said: "No...No, I seem to have overlooked one thing."
Hu Ruoyun was speechless, and said: "What's wrong?"
Li Changjiang frowned, quickly recalled in his mind, and finally a glimmer of enlightenment flashed in his eyes, and the shock in his heart could not be concealed, and it was beyond words.
murmured: "It's...In the beginning... the first time Zuo Xiaoduo said the money? Did he say... Anyway, I'm here to try... Is there such a thing? Sentence?"
Hu Ruoyun also woke up with a horror: "Yes! Yes! There is such a sentence! It's ridiculous that I didn't find anything wrong..."
The two looked at each other, both seeing the shock in each other's eyes.
Li Changjiang said in a deep voice: "It is normal for him to remember what he went through after he came out. But entering this illusion is an instinctive illusion. It is impossible to enter with a clear mind and complete memory. In an instinctive illusion, there is only one person left. The purest instinctive reaction, so there is the saying of three touches and five comments, because this is the natural reaction of human beings."
"But Zuo Xiaoduo obviously remembers."
Hu Ruoyun also solemnly stood up: "So to speak..."
Li Changjiang stretched out his hand to grab the phone on the desk, and his expression was a little surprised: "This matter must be reported. If Zuo Xiaoduo really has the ability to resist instinctive fantasy, then his mental power has reached beyond the normal martial artist. Standard, that is high-quality talent."
"Farewell!"
Hu Ruoyun held Li Changjiang’s hand and hurriedly asked: "Zuo Xiaoduo’s trial, who else can see except you, the principal?"
Li Changjiang was shocked and said: "Only I have this authority in this school."
Hu Ruoyun's eyes flashed: "That is to say, no one can see except you?"
"Yes." Li Changjiang puzzled: "What are you going to say?"
"This matter must never be reported!"
Hu Ruoyun grabbed Li Changjiang’s mobile phone and said: “Reporting will only increase the chance of exposure... If it is really a high-quality talent in mental power, one more person knows it will only increase the risk! "
Li Changjiang hesitated: "If Xiaoduo has this genius to record it, even if he crosses the thorny road in the future and is known by the senior management about his left-handed demon evaluation, he will do more consideration, which is still beneficial."
"No! After he naturally grows to that point, you can report the incident again, and the result is the same."
Hu Ruoyun made no concessions: "Once the genius records flow out, it will expose Xiaoduo to countless risks. The possibility of death is too great! I can't let my students take this risk!"
Li Changjiang frowned: "You don't trust...?"
Hu Ruoyun refused to give up: "Can you trust?"
Li Changjiang was defeated in the eyes of his wife, and said: "Okay."
Hu Ruoyun asked fiercely: "What is good?"
Li Changjiang sighed and said: "It's better not to report."
Hu Ruoyun snorted and walked out gracefully.
"Count you acquaintance!"
Li Changjiang watched Hu Ruoyun go out. For a long time, his expression was cloudy and sunny. Thinking of Zuo Xiaoduo's presence, he couldn't help but snorted. He immediately relaxed when he saw that he was the only one left in the big office.
walked to the window and saw that Hu Ruoyun had already trot away all the way, and then I really felt that the pressure disappeared completely, and my whole body became relaxed. After taking a breath, he jumped high with a pop and twisted his butt.
"ye!"
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After lunch.
Class 9 samurai.
Hu Ruoyun brought Zuo Xiaoduo to report.
The door is over there.
The teacher inside did not come out to greet him, and there was no handover process.
The way of the warrior, the door of the warrior, you have to go by yourself and open it yourself.
At a distance of seven or eight meters from the door, Hu Ruoyun stopped, turned his head, looked at Zuo Xiaoduo next to him, and smiled lovingly: "Xiaoduo, go, go ahead and push away , Your martial artist's gate!"
Her eye circles are already a little red.
Looking at Zuo Xiaoduo's still immature face, Hu Ruoyun has a feeling that the chick he has raised is about to fly out, far away from him.
But she can't stop it.
She knows how Zuo Xiaoduo looks forward to this day.
Zuo Xiaoduo was silent for a while, and said: "Yes."
He turned and walked towards the door step by step.
Hu Ruoyun stayed there, watching Zuo Xiaoduo’s back walk away step by step, and finally trembled: "Xiao Duo, no matter how much he suffers and how much sin he suffers, he must be before the age of twenty. Jump over the dragon gate!"
Zuo Xiaoduo's footsteps didn't stop, and he didn't seem to hear it.
Until ten steps later, he was already standing in front of the door.
He stopped, suddenly turned around, rushed to Hu Ruoyun's side like flying, and hugged her as if he was holding his mother to see him off, his head resting on Hu Ruoyun's shoulder, and he didn't speak for a long time.
Hu Ruoyun smiled happily, and patted Zuo Xiaoduo on the shoulder: "Go, you kid, you are still in a school, it’s not that you don’t see each other again."
said that, but I was already choked up a bit.
It seems that time goes back in his eyes, and Zuo Xiao’s various efforts over the past six years flashed before him.
After a while, Zuo Xiaoduo finally raised his head and said seriously, "Mr. Hu, thank you!"
He took two steps back and bowed deeply: "Students will never forget you, Teacher Hu, in this life. Take care!"
Hu Ruoyun took a deep breath, smiled hard, nodded, and said nothing.
Zuo Xiaoduo turned around and walked step by step to the gate of Class 9 without looking back.
Hu Ruoyun's eyes are blurred with tears, and his heart is full of dismay, looking at Zuo Xiaoduo's back, suddenly a feeling of something is wrong, but there is no specific cognition. The only thought is-Xiaoduo today, unexpectedly Wearing a retro robe.
This robe? ...Something like a robes?
Hu Ruoyun was a little confused.
Zuo Xiaoduo... What is this going to do? The new class report, actually wearing a robe?
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Inside the 9th squad of samurai.
Qin Fangyang, the resolute-faced head teacher, explained the martial arts theory nonchalantly, showing some martial arts movements to the students from time to time; it seems that the two of them did not come by accident.
However, the samurai students sitting on the futon below are all a little absent-minded.
Today is going to be a transfer student. This is not a secret, and it is not a rare thing. It really interests everyone, and what I look forward to is, what is this guy who is known as the number one warrior in the Second Middle School? Virtue.
After all, there are really rare people who have stayed in the martial arts stage for five full years.
If you add the regular school year, it would be six years!
What kind of guy can't break through the samurai in six years?
still refused to give up the practice for six years, and suddenly broke through!
Thirty-five young warriors from Class Nine were all curious about this coming classmate. Including two of Zuo Xiaoduo's former martial arts classmates.
Only Qin Fangyang, the experienced class teacher, was completely unmoved. After all, he had sent away too many samurai students over the years, coming and going, and he has long been accustomed to it.
The road to practice is difficult and the way forward is rugged, and there are obvious differences in the level of qualifications of the practitioners, and the level of effort is also the same. For Teacher Qin, a six-year martial artist is rare, but it is not the first sight, and--
"Being a class teacher, you can't have feelings for students!"
This is Qin Fangyang’s motto. He has been a step-by-step professor for many years. After he finishes his teaching carefully and meticulously, he will leave immediately.
What's the matter with me? !
This is the sound of knocking at the door~IndoMTL.com~Boom.
Qin Fangyang glanced sideways indifferently, ignored it, and continued to lecture.
However, the remaining thirty-five pairs of eyes are all looking toward the door.
Qin Fangyang yelled coldly, "What do you look at? It's just a new transfer student, what's so interesting? Do you have to knock at the door of the martial artist? If he doesn't come in, just get out! You can choose if you don't attend the class. Get out!"
All the students fell silent for a while, condensed their gazes, and sat in meditation.
To this stern class teacher, all students are in awe from the heart.
Qin Fangyang said indifferently: "The door of the martial artist must be opened, or smashed open, or kicked open, even if it is broken, but if you don't even have the courage to open it, it will be hopeless in your life. "
His voice is not small.
The students in the classroom heard it, and the students in the entrance should have heard it too.
It seems that these words are specifically for people outside the door.
As Teacher Qin's voice ceased, the knock at the door stopped.
Qin Fangyang's face remained unchanged and continued to lecture.
suddenly!
Boom!
there is a loud noise!
With the bang of the classroom door, the entire wooden door was kicked and flew in directly. The dust fell in a torn apart, and the dust was suddenly splashed!
All the students exclaimed when they saw this.
Even Qin Fangyang frowned.
This student is a bit domineering.
I'm just talking, just to make an analogy, you really kick!
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