When I woke up, the test papers were already taken away by the teacher.
I raised my head and saw that everyone had left the classroom. I hurriedly ran towards the dojo.
"Huang Jingyang!" Miss Zhao's voice appeared behind me.
I had the urge to break into a run.
"Huang Jingyang, if you dare to run, I'll go to your place for a home visit today. I know where you live, "Miss Zhao said loudly.
I could only stop in my tracks.
"Say it, what have you been doing recently? Why can you even fall asleep during an exam? "Miss Zhao felt like she should care for me, actually I wanted her to ignore me.
"Miss Zhao, actually I really didn't do anything. I always go to bed after I finish the questions, "I decided to tell the truth.
"Huang Jingyang, if you don't tell the truth, then I'll just ask your sister," Miss Zhao said impatiently.
"Okay. I originally didn't want to say it. Everyone thinks that I'm smart, that's why my grades are so good, actually I've put in a lot more than others. Every time it's late at night, I would always secretly hide under the blankets to read. You get a reward for every effort, it's because I've put in so much that my grades are so good. I want to be able to win my sister's praise. Miss Zhao, will you keep this secret for me? "I paused, and made the atmosphere even more sad.
Miss Zhao's eyes reddened, filled with tears, and nodded towards me, "Huang Jingyang, you're finally willing to tell the truth. Laoshi promises you, this secret will be kept by the two of us together. "
Seeing Miss Zhao's pure emotions, I wanted to tell the truth many times, but I was worried, even if I told the truth, Miss Zhao might not believe me, perhaps burying this lie in my heart was the best choice.
"Did you rest well?" Miss Zhao asked gently.
I nodded, and felt very guilty.
"Don't you still have to go to the dojo? Go quickly, "Miss Zhao said.
"Miss Zhao, don't worry about me. I've already gotten used to it after so many years," I said regretfully.
Because Mr. Zhao was already tearing up because of such a simple sentence from me. Zhao-laoshi turned around and waved at me. She didn't want others to see her weak side.
I knew I couldn't stay here any longer. Otherwise, it would only get more and more chaotic.
When I arrived, the martial arts hall was already in chaos.
"I just can't accept it! You are not a coach, why should I listen to you? A fatty like you is no match for me at all. I only listen to those who are better than me. I won't listen to a Fatso. "A stubborn voice came from the martial arts hall.
"The coach has arranged for me to train you in the basics. There were nearly a hundred people in the martial arts center. If every single thing had to be arranged by the coach, it would be impossible. Even if the coach was tired to death, he wouldn't be able to handle it. I'm your senior. The coach has already arranged for me to be in charge of your basic training. You have no reason to disobey my arrangements. "The voice belonged to Fatso.
"I just won't listen to you. So what? If you have the ability, then let's compete! "That person seemed to have seen that Fatso wasn't doing anything, so he said even more arrogantly.
"You!" Fatso was very angry, but still tolerated it.
"Stop talking, the coach is here!" I don't know who ran in to report.
When I walked into the martial arts center, it was dead silent.
"What happened? I seemed to have heard a lot of noise just now. Why is it so quiet all of a sudden? " I looked over them one by one. Wherever I went, they all immediately lowered their heads, and didn't dare to meet my gaze. I finally set my gaze on Fatso.
"Fatso. Come here. "
Fatso walked to my side a bit nervously. He could already tell that I was a bit angry today.
"Fatso, what is the most important thing for a cultivator?" I asked. The atmosphere at this moment was very strange. My tone was very deep, but my voice was very young.
"It's diligence," Fatso said, but his gaze was a bit fluttering, and he didn't dare to look at me.
"No, diligence is very important, but it's not the most important thing. I feel that the most important thing for a cultivator is to be fearless. Cultivation is going against the heavens. You have to go against the heavens. If you cower, then how can you talk about cultivation? The path of longevity is to have firm confidence, and be fearless. It's as if there is a bottomless abyss in front of us. Mortals retreat, but we continue forward. If there is an abyss in front of us, then I will trample the abyss! "This was the result of reading a book recently.
I was talking about Fatso, but I was actually talking about everyone in the martial arts center. I actually didn't fully understand what I was talking about. However, it was very appropriate to take it out. That was because my words had completely stunned everyone.
"Fatso, now do you know where you went wrong?" I asked.
"I shouldn't back down. If he wants to compete, then I'll compete with him. Even if I can't beat him, I have to suppress him. You! Come out! Didn't you want to compete with me? I'll compete with you! "Fatso pointed to a person in the crowd and said.
"Come out then, who's scared of who?" The boy that went against Fatso before stood out. The moment the boy stood out, I recognized him. This boy was the one that Miss Zhao specially mentioned, the grandson of the old principal, Wu Chun-yip.
"Didn't you want to compete with me? I promise you! "Fatso said.
"Don't think that I'll be scared of you just because the instructor came back. Fatso, I won't go easy on you. It's no big deal, I'll just leave the martial arts center. Heh! "Although Wu Chun-yip didn't look towards me, the meaning behind his words was very clear. If he leaves the martial arts center, then this martial arts center might not be able to continue existing.
"Heh!" I snorted coldly.
Fatso knew that I got angry, "Do you dare to come? If you don't dare to come, then don't talk nonsense!"
Wu Chun-yip tightened his blue taekwondo belt a bit, and walked over. He clasped his fist towards Fatso. Then he made an attacking posture and waited for Fatso. Just this series of actions and postures was quite impressive. Taekwondo's superficial skills were still very good.
Fatso had also trained before, so he was very familiar with these etiquette, but he did a Chinese clasped fist salute. All the students spread out on their own accord, leaving the center of the field open.
I also moved to the side. I let the two of them fight.
I stood on the side calmly, and watched coldly, not caring about the outcome of this fight at all.
Wu Chun-yip was the first to be unable to hold back, and made the first move, a series of brilliant attacks pressured Fatso. This made the original students of the taekwondo class couldn't help but cheer in unison.
Although Fatso looked to be in a bit of a mess, he completely dodged Wu Chun-yip's storm-like attacks. In the beginning, Fatso was a bit nervous, but he became more and more skilled towards the end.
Although Wu Chun-yip looked to have the advantage, he couldn't get any points. He used a series of attacks, but he couldn't even touch the corner of Fatso's clothes. Wu Chun-yip was originally a boy with an explosive temper. He couldn't take any setbacks, and now that things weren't going well, his temper became even more explosive. His attacks became even more frenzied. However, his attacks became chaotic, and naturally revealed a lot of openings.
Fatso was waiting for this opportunity, he suddenly moved, and grabbed one of Wu Chun-yip's legs, forcefully pulled him to the side, and directly put Wu Chun-yip on the ground. Fatso didn't pay much attention to his attacks, his Taizu Long Fist was also nondescript, sometimes he would mix Taizu Long Fist and Xing Yi Five Element Boxing together, and use it randomly, but it was very effective. After a round of attacks from Fatso, Wu Chun-yip was directly knocked unconscious by Fatso.
"Fatso! Stop! "I quickly stopped him. It's fine to just teach him a lesson, but don't cause any problems.
Fatso stopped while panting. He tidied up his messy clothes, and stood to the side.
I saw Wu Chun-yip's eyelids twitch, and knew that Wu Chun-yip was lying on the ground pretending to be dead because of the mess just now.
"Pretending to be dead when you can't win, I'm convinced," I said in disdain.
Wu Chun-yip couldn't stand my provocation, and got up, "What kind of hero is a sixth grade student beating a fifth grade student?"
"When you meet an enemy in the future, do you need to ask their age first?" I asked Wu Chun-yip.
Wu Chun-yip was shocked by my aura, and his body shrank back. He took a few steps back.
"Is there anything else you're not convinced of?" I asked.
"No, no," Wu Chun-yip said.
"If there isn't, then you have to follow the arrangements of the seniors. From today onwards, the five seniors of the martial arts class will follow my plan and do basic training every day. If there is anyone who doesn't want to follow. You can choose to withdraw. I will refund all of your tuition fees. Is there anyone who wants to withdraw? If there is, then come out now. Come and get your tuition fees tomorrow. Is there anyone? "I looked around, and all the students were worried that I would misunderstand, so they quickly avoided my gaze.
Seeing that no one wanted to withdraw, I continued, "Since no one wants to withdraw, that's good. Let's continue with today's training. "
There were several dozen students in the martial arts class, so I naturally couldn't temper the body of every student every day. I could only take turns. Only a certain number of people can receive my body tempering every day. The martial arts class was completely different from the previous five. In my heart, Hu Zhenbo's group of five had about the same status as Huang Shulang. As long as they can pass my test, they can become my left and right arms. I naturally have to focus on nurturing these people.
As for the people that the martial arts hall recruited, they were only used by me to filter them. Only after passing through various tests, can they enjoy the same treatment as Hu Zhenbo and co. Everything has a first come first serve. Hu Zhenbo and co being able to make a choice before me meant that they were more fated.
I didn't plan on caring about other people's feelings. I had a six hundred kuai relationship with them, they paid, and I gave them the corresponding training. This was already enough. In reality, they received much less than what they paid. If they didn't even understand this, why should I care about their feelings?
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