"Hey, classmate! Why did you come out of the girls' apartment? Let me teach you some experience!" "It's so awesome, I think the girls' apartment is like my own home! Idol." "Hi, buddy!" A student next to him hurriedly stopped. He "knows who he is?" "Who is it?" The student looked puzzled. "He is the number one in the Intermediate Class One!" Another student had an expression that you didn't understand, "Oh". The student who asked the question before suddenly realized: "How come I am so awesome! I am also number one, which girl Don't give me a hug!"
Listening to these boring dialogues all the way, just when I was teaching Chinese martial arts to Jana, I was thinking about a question: How do I spend it in this unknown world? What is the game of life, treat this as a play. Still fulfilling Master's ambition to become famous in Chinese martial arts. I have been practicing for many years, and for the first time a wave of waves appeared in my rock-hard state of mind. I looked around, looked at the classmates and mentors one by one, touched the space ring in his hand, and thought of Jerry's innocent smiling face. Everything seems to be telling me: this is a real world!
But I still can't integrate into this world, since I came here, I kept admonishing myself that this is illusory. I will go back sooner or later.
Just when I was thinking about it sadly. A gray-headed old man walked in front of me: "My child, are you troubled?"
I was taken aback. Even though my mentality has only reached the third level, the old man came to me silently. It shows the depth of its skill.
I suddenly raised my head, and an old man with wrinkles and stubble stood in front of me, looking at me with a smile on his face. Who is this person? I carefully recalled Mark's memory and found that this old man was actually the principal of Wuyi School. No wonder I can't detect it.
"It's okay." I hurriedly waved my hands, trying to suppress the curiosity in my heart. "Master principal, thank you for caring about the students during your busy schedule. If the students have something to do, they should leave first." I turned my head and wanted to leave because of this. The pressure brought by the old principal made me unconsciously want to surrender to him. The breath of someone who has only been in the upper ranks for many years makes me feel uncomfortable.
Probably perceiving a slight strangeness in me, the old principal withdrew the depressed breath, as if all of a sudden, it became an old man without the power of a chicken. What a precise control it takes! The old principal took a close look at me, then said slowly. In an instant, I stopped in an instant. It was as if he had been given a fixation technique.
"My son, the body technique you used in the ring just now. Follow me like a shadow!" It was the words of the old principal that surprised me. I turned around stiffly. Looking at the old principal's still upright figure. I was silent for a while. "Variable boy, what on earth did God send you to this world? Could it be that my Huamin Empire is about to cause any disaster?" The old principal's muttering did not escape my keen hearing. The old principal turned around, "Finally, are you interested in listening to my lousy old man?"
"Come with me, this is not the place to talk." The old principal turned around after speaking. I tried to suppress the slight surprise in my heart, and raised my leg to catch up.
In the principal's office, the old and the young sit face-to-face and motionless like a statue. No one drank the two cups of coffee that the principal's assistant arrived. It was already too cold. After being in a stalemate with the old principal for more than an hour, I finally asked with the curiosity that I couldn’t bear: "Principal, how do you know how to follow you like a shadow? What else do you know?" The old principal smiled slightly: " A child is a child, is Wang Hui? Mind if I tell you a story first?"
I don't think the principal will gossip with me at this time. I think it is related to me. I nodded. The principal took a sip of the cold coffee. He opened his mouth and said: "I have watched your game today. I haven't had anything before. But when you used that body technique. I started to pay attention to you. To be honest, I have seen your magical steps!" The old principal was satisfied to see my open mouth. He went on and said: "As early as a hundred years ago, I met a magical fighter, and he can be said to be my friend." The old principal meant that as early as a hundred years ago, someone had used the Shen Fa. "Just like a shadow," that is to say, a hundred years ago, there was also a Chinese person who knew this body style came to this world! The more I thought about it, the more excited I asked hurriedly: "What then?" The old principal raised her drooping eyelids: "Then? Then he defeated in one fell swoop in a conspiracy to usurp the throne by the imperial family seventy years ago. At that time, General Naz, known as General Zhenguo’s Five Tigers Broken Door Knife. Killed with one move! After putting down the royal conspiracy at that time, he refused the great invitation of the emperor at that time and went to Xingluo Forest. No news." "Over?"
"Well, it's over. However, people remember him who has restored the stability of the empire, and also remember his name." "What's his name?" I interrupted the old principal and asked. "You are surprised. This shows that the person I'm talking about has something to do with you and maybe you know him to a certain extent. Isn't it, kid?" The old principal drank the cup of cold coffee in one gulp and asked with a smile. Only then did I notice my gaffe, and I stabilized my mind: "I'm sorry, the old principal, I'm losing it. Can you tell me his name?" The principal was nestled in a comfortable flame lion seat. Li: "His name is Mo Chen (Crossfire team captain Gong Yangyang friendly guest appearance). Do you know him?"