Several girls who came home late like Jiang Beize walked past him holding textbooks, talking and laughing.
"Tomorrow is the 29th day of the twelfth lunar month, and school is finally going to have a holiday. I heard it won't be back until the eighth day of the lunar month."
"Oh my God, who among the high schools in Ningcheng is as cruel and inhumane as our No. 1 Middle School? They didn't even have a holiday until the Chinese New Year!"
"I can't help it. It's a leap month this year. It would be late to celebrate the New Year. It's already the beginning of spring. But fortunately, I can finally go home and rest for a few days."
“…”
The few people walked away as they spoke, and Jiang Beize was in a daze for a moment.
Tomorrow is the twenty-ninth day of the twelfth lunar month.
His birthday is the day after tomorrow.
Lunar New Year's eve.
the time passes so fast.
"Forehead-"
Before he could recover, someone grabbed his neck from behind.
The man used his elbow to block the main artery in his neck.
Soon, Jiang Beize felt that he had difficulty breathing, his head felt weak, and his brain had insufficient blood supply.
He thought it was the senior high school senior who came to take revenge today, and he was about to fight back, but he couldn't move, his hands were weak, and his vision began to blur. He was like a fish trapped on a chopping board, sucking in the remaining breath.
Just when he thought he was going to die the next second, the man finally let go of him.
He quickly turned his head and looked over, meeting a resolute face.
Not unfamiliar.
Condescendingly, the 185-year-old Song Nanye looked down at the 170-year-old Jiang Beize.
"Boy, how about it? This move is much better than your 300 Ninjutsu moves, isn't it?"
"Amazing!"
Jiang Beize coughed twice, and his slightly bruised face gradually returned to its normal color.
"What's this?"
"Naked hanging."
Song Nanye put his hands behind his head and talked casually as he walked.
Jiang Beize quickly followed him and looked at him with admiring eyes, "It's really powerful. I feel like one move can kill someone."
"Nonsense, this is a fatal move. It will shock you within five seconds. If it exceeds 10 seconds, your life will be lost."
"I also want to learn such a move, please teach me, okay?"
"What's the benefit of teaching you and me?" Song Nanye sneered twice.
"Um… "
Jiang Beize thought for a moment and smiled at him, "I'll buy you yogurt every day!"
"I don't like yogurt!"
"Oh, how about Coke? You like Coke, right?"
"Come on, I'll have a day off tomorrow, on the eighth day of the lunar month, and you can treat me to a meal."
"It doesn't matter. I can go to your home to find you during the holidays. You tell me your home address. I will send you Coke every day. You teach me this powerful move!"
"Really want to learn?"
Song Nanye raised his eyebrows and looked at him.
"Um!"
“…”
Song Nanye paused, and without saying a word, he extended his hand to Jiang Beize.
Is this the step to become an apprentice
Jiang Beize raised his left hand blankly and put it on it.
Unexpectedly, as soon as he touched Song Nanye's palm, the latter quickly grabbed his arm, then turned around and threw Jiang Beize directly to the ground with an over-the-shoulder throw.
Jiang Beize: "..."
Condescendingly, Song Nanye clapped his hands with a hint of amusement in his eyes.
"Boy, you don't have any defense at all. You should just be your eldest young master. We are not from the same era. When I was in society, you didn't know where to change diapers!"
"Come again!"
Jiang Beize got up from the ground and waved to him unconvinced.
Song Nanye sneered coldly, "What, you still want to throw me down?"
(End of chapter)