Chapter 9 Back to school.
Seeing how enthusiastic the students were, the principal, whose head was full of vicissitudes of life, enthusiastically suggested: "Classmate Chen Jing, how about giving a live lecture?"
Chen Jing quickly waved her hand and refused.
After becoming a warrior, I had given a speech in front of the whole school, and I had already finished pretending. It would be meaningless to do it again.
The principal was a little regretful, but he didn't care: "Then let's go to the conference room and have a good chat. It's okay to stand at the door the whole time."
Chen Jing readily accepted it. After cooperating for so long, it was time for a bonus.
In the corridor of the teaching building.
The girl who was secretly thinking about the acne boy said with emotion: "Chen Jing is handsome, strong, and I heard he has a gentle personality. It would be great if I could be his girlfriend!"
The pimple on the side seemed to be struck by a bolt of lightning, and his heart beat violently. The man with glasses next to him patted his shoulder with a "painful" look on his face, making him feel even more uncomfortable.
Another girl quietly joked: "I think so too. But I heard that he has close relationships with many girls. Aren't you afraid that you will lose your body and be sad?"
"What age is this? It's not like we are rushing to get married. Besides, having such a relationship, even if it is short-lived, is definitely something worth remembering in life. At least I will envy you to death."
"You naughty hooves..."
When these private words were said, several girls gathered around and whispered, otherwise the boy with acne would hear another even heavier blow.
After a while, the volume of several people unconsciously returned to normal levels.
"No matter how much you fantasize about it, it's useless. I already have a master now."
"Look at Huang Can's expression of throwing himself into his arms just now. I'm afraid someone doesn't know that Chen Jing is hers."
The bespectacled man who was originally comforting the acne-prone boy felt like he had been struck by lightning.
My goddess! At the school celebration last year, the image of a fairy dressed in white and playing the guzheng was etched in his mind. Until now, she has not changed her original intention. But...
The boy with acne, who was his best friend, also knew this. He patted the bespectacled man on the shoulder and looked at him with a "painful" look on his face.
This expression looks so familiar, the man with glasses thought as his heart twitched.
"Tch, you don't know about her, I heard..."
The girl who was speaking suddenly looked around cautiously and found two boys standing next to her, as if they were eavesdropping. She glared at them fiercely, pulled several interested girls away, and then said vividly
I don't know where I heard the gossip.
The boy with acne and the man with glasses looked at each other deeply and said in perfect agreement:
"come on!"
"effort!"
"Become a warrior!"
When Chen Jing received the check for a bonus of 200,000 yuan, she finally smiled sincerely, and it was not in vain that she had been taken advantage of by these old men for so long.
After the meeting, Chen Jing and his class teacher walked side by side. After three years of getting along, the relationship between teachers and students was very harmonious.
The head teacher smiled and said: "Are you still coming to school? After all, we have been specially recruited and you don't have to take the college entrance examination. You can take advantage of this time to go out and have fun. The days ahead will not be easy."
Chen Jing: "Next, I have to bother with school. The place at home is too small to practice martial arts, so I have to go to the school martial arts gym to practice."
"You! You really can't waste any time." The head teacher sighed as he looked at the most successful student in his teaching career.
Now this young man's shoulders are still a little thin, but they are already showing their strength.
In the future, this young man will use his broad shoulders to protect thousands of ordinary people like him from the wind and rain.
He patted the other party's shoulder hard and said: "You must be careful in the future. I also want to hear more about you on TV and brag to my son that this is the student I taught."
"Definitely," Chen Jing could naturally feel the sincerity of the other party and replied with a smile, "My goal is to become the number one in the world. No one can take me away until I complete it."
"Haha, that's so domineering!" The class teacher patted him on the back, "Let's go to class to say goodbye to our classmates, and let them pay their respects to our city's young heroes."
"No need."
"Duplicity! I have figured out your kid's little thoughts in the past three years. Wouldn't it be more fun to be in the limelight in front of acquaintances? Let's go, let's go!"
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In the school martial arts hall.
Dozens of boys and girls wearing white practice uniforms stood tall and straight, holding long swords.
Facing them on the platform at the front of the team was a young girl who looked one or two years older than them.
The girl was dressed in black and had a ponytail. Her clean and beautiful face was full of seriousness. She pursed her lips and said sternly:
"prick!"
Upon hearing this, dozens of iron swords stabbed forward in a standard posture.
"stand still!"
"Keep going!"
"Straighten your back, waist and shoulders parallel, and look straight ahead."
The girl walked among the team and inspected carefully, correcting the irregularities in the movements of several of them one by one.
After a while, she walked back to the front platform, staring coldly at the students whose swords were trembling with a pair of almond eyes, so that the other students could only grit their teeth and persist.
It was obvious that the girl was very prestigious, and there were dozens of people around her age who did not dare to be presumptuous.
"receive!"
After finally hearing these words, dozens of long boos rang out one after another.
But not long after, I heard that devilish female voice again.
"prick!"
Not daring to delay, everyone gritted their teeth and stabbed out again.
After repeating it several times, the girl calmly said: "Rest for ten minutes, then compete one-on-one and pair freely."
Cheers rang out.
"Xu Yao, are you looking for something?" Sun Qingqing was drinking water and asked strangely when she saw her friend looking around.
Xu Yao replied: "I heard that Chen Jing is practicing martial arts here during this period. Let's see if he is here."
When Sun Qingqing heard this, she was surprised and said: "Chen Jing is here?!"
"Stop your nymphomaniac look." Xu Yao said helplessly, "It should be in a separate martial arts training room, but unfortunately I can't see you. I still want to ask for some martial arts lessons."
Sun Qingqing chuckled: "Which girl in our school doesn't want to ask Chen Jing for advice. But Xu Yao is the most beautiful in our class, so you have great hopes~~"
Xu Yao rolled her eyes: "What I'm talking about asking for advice is completely different from what you're talking about. Besides, everyone is about to graduate. If you have the intention, you don't have the time."
"It's just because I'm about to graduate that I seize this opportunity. Don't you know that several of my best friends in junior high school were jealous to death when they heard that Chen Jing and I went to the same school and saw each other often. If I were his girlfriend, then
…”
Xu Yao ignored her friend's crazy words. After searching to no avail, when she looked away, she suddenly found that their instructor seemed to be missing, with confusion on her young and beautiful face.
"Where did it go?"
In a separate practice room in the school martial arts hall.
Chen Jing, who was wearing a white uniform and holding a standard fixed-blade knife, said to the serious-looking middle-aged man in front of him: "Teacher Li, are you ready?"
Teacher Li took a deep breath and rubbed his hands on the hilt of the sword twice. After not seeing each other for more than ten days, the student in front of him seemed to have undergone earth-shaking changes. His aura was stronger than before. Just standing there, he felt...
People feel like dark clouds are closing in on the city.
"Okay, come on!" He raised his sword with both hands and said.
Chen Jing held a straight-edged knife and slowly raised it to shoulder level. The tip of the knife pointed at Teacher Li and said, "Then, let's start!"
After saying that, he placed the straight-edged knife at an angle, kicked off his feet, took several steps in succession, and accelerated toward Teacher Li.
Teacher Li raised his long sword in a defensive posture, staring at the opponent with his eyes, trying to find out the direction of the attack.
Suddenly, the piercing sound of swords resounded, and a sharp and dazzling sword flashed by. Teacher Li felt that his entire vision was bright white, and he had no time to react.
Then there was a violent shaking from the sword. The opponent's attack was too strong. He felt that the hands holding the sword suddenly went numb, as if he had been shocked by electricity. He couldn't help but let go of his hands.
With a clang, the long sword fell to the ground, and the sharp tip touched his throat.
With just one move, he was defeated.
Teacher Li himself couldn't believe how long it had just passed! Although he himself had lost in the previous competition between the two of them, there had been back and forth, and it was not as straightforward as this time.
It has only been a few days and he has made such great progress.
Sure enough, this is genius.
Teacher Li was a little frustrated, a little envious, and a little jealous.
"Are you coming again, Teacher Li?"
Chen Jing was a little embarrassed. In order to verify his achievements in learning the Nine-Level Thunder Sword during this period, he used all his strength. Now he is a little embarrassed, after all, he won too quickly. However, the opportunity to be a sparring partner for a warrior of the same level is rare, so he still has to fight for it.
Down.
Teacher Li took a deep breath, wiped away the bad signs in his heart, and said, "Let's continue."
It is also rare to fight against a warrior of the same level, and he is also the best in the same level. In the end, he will definitely gain a lot.
"But you have to give me some relief from the teacher later." He was still a little embarrassed when he said this. After all, it didn't sound good when the teacher asked the students to give him some relief.
Fortunately, it's not in the lobby and there aren't that many people. Although there is a bystander here, she doesn't want to tell anyone. Hey, why is there another one?
"clear."
Chen Jing, who didn't know that the other party had so many psychological fluctuations, immediately replied. He didn't want to scare away the free sparring partner.
Chapter completed!