…
Hu Ruoyun turned around and saw that Li Changjiang could no longer keep a straight face and finally broke down.
He looked at her speechlessly, as if asking, "Is this the honest, smart, cute, persevering, and good student you were talking about?"
Hu Ruoyun covered her face.
Li Changjiang let out a long and meaningful sigh. "What a talent …"
Hu Ruoyun snorted, her eyes unfriendly. "Don't be so sarcastic!"
Looking at Zuo Xiaoduo's disappearing figure, Li Changjiang suddenly remembered something. His whole body trembled, and he frowned. "No … No, I seem to have overlooked something."
Hu Ruoyun was speechless. "What's wrong?"
Li Changjiang frowned, quickly recalling in his mind. Finally, a hint of understanding flashed in his eyes, and the shock in his heart could not be concealed.
He murmured, "Is it … the first time … the first time he gave me money, Zuo Xiaoduo said something? Did he say … I'm here for the trial anyway … Is there such a sentence? "
Hu Ruoyun also suddenly realized. "Yes! Yes! There is such a sentence! It's funny that I didn't realize it at that time … "
The two of them looked at each other and saw the shock in each other's eyes.
Li Changjiang said in a low voice, "It's normal for him to remember what he experienced after coming out. But entering this illusion is an instinctive illusion. It's impossible to enter with a clear mind and complete memory. In the instinctive illusion, only a person's most pure instinctive reaction is left. That's why there's the saying of three touches and five comments, because this is a human's natural reaction. "
"But Zuo Xiaoduo obviously remembers."
Hu Ruoyun also became serious. "So …"
Li Changjiang reached out to grab the phone on the table, looking surprised. "This matter must be reported. If Zuo Xiaoduo really has the ability to resist the instinctive illusion, then his spiritual power has reached a level beyond that of a normal martial artist. He's a high-quality talent. "
"Don't!"
Hu Ruoyun grabbed Li Changjiang's hand and hurriedly asked, "Who else could have seen Zuo Xiaoduo's trial other than you?"
Li Changjiang stared blankly for a moment, then said, "In this school, only I have this authority."
Hu Ruoyun's eyes lit up. "In other words, no one else can see it except you?"
"Yeah." Li Changjiang was puzzled. "What do you want to say?"
"This matter must not be reported!"
Hu Ruoyun grabbed Li Changjiang's cell phone and said, "Reporting it will only increase the chances of Xiao Duo being exposed … If he really is a high-quality talent in the field of mental strength, one more person knowing will only increase the risk!"
Li Changjiang said hesitantly, "If Xiao Duo has this genius record, even if he crosses the Thorny Path in the future, the higher-ups will still consider him more carefully when they find out about his heretical demonic heart evaluation. There are still benefits."
"No! When he naturally grows to that level, you can report this matter to the higher-ups. The result will be the same. "
Hu Ruoyun did not give in. "Once the genius record leaks out, it will cause Xiao Duo to face countless risks. The possibility of him dying is too high! I can't let my student take this risk! "
Li Changjiang frowned. "You don't trust …?"
Hu Ruoyun did not give in. "Can you trust him?"
Li Changjiang was defeated by his wife's gaze. He said, "Okay."
Hu Ruoyun asked aggressively, "What's okay?"
Li Changjiang said dejectedly, "It's okay if you don't report it."
Hu Ruoyun snorted and walked out.
"At least you know what's good for you!"
Li Changjiang watched Hu Ruoyun leave. For a long time, his expression was uncertain. Thinking of Zuo Xiaoduo's actions before leaving, he could not help but snort. Seeing that he was the only one left in the huge office, he immediately relaxed.
He walked to the window and saw that Hu Ruoyun had already trotted away. Only then did he truly feel that the pressure had completely disappeared, and his whole body relaxed. He took a deep breath and then jumped high into the air with a 'pu' sound, twisting his butt.
“ye!”
…
After lunch.
Warrior Class Nine.
Hu Ruoyun brought Zuo Xiaoduo to report.
The door was just over there.
The teacher inside did not come out to greet them, and there was no handover process.
The path of a warrior, the door of a warrior, had to be walked and opened by oneself.
Seven or eight meters away from the door, Hu Ruoyun stopped and turned to look at Zuo Xiaoduo beside her. She revealed a loving smile. "Xiao Duo, go. Walk your path and open the door of a warrior that belongs to you!"
The rims of her eyes were already a little red.
Looking at Zuo Xiaoduo's young and tender face, Hu Ruoyun felt as if she had raised a chick that was about to fly away from her. She was reluctant to part with him.
But she could not stop him.
She knew how much Zuo Xiaoduo had been looking forward to this day.
Zuo Xiaoduo was silent for a moment, then said, "Yes."
He turned and walked towards the door step by step.
Hu Ruoyun stood still and watched Zuo Xiaoduo's back as he walked further and further away. Finally, she said in a trembling voice, "Xiao Duo, no matter how much you suffer, no matter how much you suffer, you must, must, must, must, make the great leap before the age of twenty!"
Zuo Xiaoduo did not stop walking forward, as if he did not hear her.
After ten steps, he was already standing in front of the door.
He paused for a moment, then suddenly turned around and ran to Hu Ruoyun's side. He hugged her as if she was his mother who was sending him off. He buried his head on Hu Ruoyun's shoulder and did not speak for a long time.
Hu Ruoyun smiled with relief and patted Zuo Xiaoduo's shoulder. "Go, child. You're still in the same school. It's not like you won't see each other again."
Although she said that, she was already a little choked up.
It was as if time was flowing back in her eyes. Scenes of Zuo Xiaoduo's efforts over the past six years flashed before her eyes.
After a long while, Zuo Xiaoduo finally raised his head and said seriously, "Thank you, Teacher Hu!"
He took two steps back and bowed deeply. "I will never forget you, Teacher Hu. Please take care! "
Hu Ruoyun took a deep breath and tried to smile. She nodded and did not say anything else.
Zuo Xiaoduo turned around and walked step by step to the door of the ninth class. He did not look back.
Hu Ruoyun's eyes were blurred by tears. Her heart was filled with reluctance. She looked at Zuo Xiaoduo's back and suddenly felt that something was wrong. However, she did not know what it was. The only thought she had was that Xiao Duo was wearing a retro robe today.
'This robe? … It looks like a Daoist robe? '
Hu Ruoyun was a little confused.
'Zuo Xiaoduo … What is he trying to do?' 'Why is he wearing a Daoist robe to report to the new class?'
…
In the ninth class of samurai warriors.
The class teacher, Qin Fangyang, had a resolute face as he explained the theory of martial arts as if nothing had happened. From time to time, he would demonstrate some martial arts moves to the students. It was as if he was not surprised by the two's arrival.
However, the samurai students sitting on the futons below seemed to be a little absent-minded.
Today's arrival of a new student was not a secret at all. It was also not a rare thing. What made everyone interested and eager to know was what kind of person this guy, who was known as the number one Martial Disciple in Second Middle School, was.
After all, it was rare to see someone repeat a full five years as a Martial Disciple.
If you include the one year in the regular school year, it would be a full six years!
What kind of person could not break through to a Martial Warrior in six years?
After cultivating for six whole years, he still refused to give up and suddenly broke through!
The thirty-five samurai warriors in the ninth class were all very curious about the new student who was about to arrive. Among them were two of Zuo Xiaoduo's former classmates from the Martial Disciple class.
Only Qin Fangyang, the experienced class teacher, was not moved at all. After all, he had sent away too many samurai students over the years. He was already used to seeing them come and go.
The path of cultivation was difficult and the path forward was rugged. There was a clear difference in aptitude and effort. Although a six-year Martial Disciple was rare to Teacher Qin, it was not the first time he had seen one. Moreover …
"As a class teacher, I can't have feelings for the students!"
This was Qin Fangyang's motto. For many years, he had taught step by step. After teaching carefully and meticulously, he left immediately.
What did other things have to do with him?!
At this moment, there was a sudden knock on the door.
Knock knock.
Qin Fangyang turned his head and glanced at it indifferently. He ignored it and continued teaching.
However, the other thirty-five pairs of eyes all looked at the door in unison.
Qin Fangyang shouted coldly, "What are you looking at? He's just a new transfer student. What's there to look at? Why do you have to knock on a martial artist's door? If he doesn't want to come in, then get out! If you don't want to listen to the class, you can also choose to get out! "
All the students immediately kept quiet out of fear. They all withdrew their gazes and sat upright to meditate.
All the students were in awe of this strict class teacher from the bottom of their hearts.
Qin Fangyang said indifferently, "A martial artist's door must be opened, smashed, or kicked open. Even if you have to fight until your head is broken and bleeding, you must open it. But if you don't even have the courage to open it yourself, then you have no hope in life."
His voice was not soft.
The students in the classroom heard it. The transfer student at the door should also have heard it.
It also seemed that these words were specially said for the people outside the door to hear.
As Teacher Qin's voice stopped, the knocking on the door stopped.
Qin Fangyang's expression did not change. He continued teaching.
Suddenly!
Boom!
There was a loud explosion!
The classroom door was not intact after the explosion. The entire wooden door was kicked in directly. It fell to the ground in a manner of being torn apart. Instantly, dust flew everywhere!
All the students exclaimed when they saw this.
Even Qin Fangyang's eyebrows twitched.
This student was a little domineering.
I was just saying it as an example. You really kicked it!
…
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