I rely on you all to cultivate

Chapter 18 I, Xu Ling, Don't Have Self-Confidence
"Xu Ling, someone is looking for you."

Many people heard the voice and looked up at the door, only to find a tall figure standing there, with solid muscles that bulged the clothes.

"That's Gao Fan?!"

"That Gao Fan from class five? I heard that his force index is already 1.62."

"What is he doing here?"

In a martial arts school, or in any circle of martial artists, strength is everything.The group of five who was chatting and laughing with Xu Ling yesterday were all strong men with a power index over 1.5, and they were characters that the whole school looked up to.

So here comes the question, why did these two people meet each other, how did they know each other, and it was Gao Fan who came to find Xu Ling on his own initiative?

He walked out of the classroom under everyone's suspicious eyes, and saw that the other party was holding a small stack of books in his hand.

"After I went back yesterday, I suddenly remembered that since you and Qingshuang's martial arts practice route is similar, there just happens to be a tutorial on physical fitness here, you can see if there is any reference value."

The discipline committee member eavesdropped on the door frame, was surprised again, and spread the word.

"They seem to have mentioned Ning Qingshuang."

Ning Qingshuang!
The classroom began to whisper again, Xu Ling not only knew Gao Fan, but also Ning Xiaohua.

Xu Ling froze for a moment, then thanked her.

Although it is certain that this book is of little use to him, because his physique is earned from system tasks, anyway, Gao Fan's intentions are real.

"It's okay, it's of no use to me anyway."

Gao Fan waved his hand indifferently, then lowered his voice and instructed, "There is a notebook inside, which is my father's special training handout for his warriors. Don't lose it, and don't pass it on."

Good guy, another insider profile.

Xu Ling remembered that this guy came from a military family, and that note must be a special method used by the military to train warriors.

"Yes, why don't you take it back, such an important thing..."

"Hey, it's okay, it's just his own notes, and it's not up to the level of confidentiality. At most, I'll be scolded."

To be honest, Xu Ling was a little moved, this big man was too upright, and he had only known each other for two days to be able to get to this point. Of course, Luo Zhixing's reputation also played a role.

The reason why many people are willing to make friends with powerful people is because everyone has their own social circle, as long as they make friends with one, they will have the opportunity to meet more people of the same class, and then children will have grandchildren, grandchildren will have children, and children and grandchildren will be born Infinite shortage also.

So Xu Ling was just lucky enough to be Luo Zhixing's tablemate at the beginning, and Luo Zhixing introduced him to the five-member group of No. [-] Middle School, each of which had its own resources. In the end, it will all be fed back to Xu Ling.

Of course, there is a prerequisite for this to happen, that is, Xu Ling must obtain their approval. If it is still the same hanging hair, Gao Fan might not even bother to look at him.

Xu Ling accepted the item and thanked him again. Even though there was a high probability that it would be useless, he still planned to at least take the time to look through it, which would be considered worthy of the other party's kindness.

"Okay, then I'll go first." Gao Fan patted him on the shoulder, and was about to leave when he suddenly saw a pair of glasses floating over from the stairs. He took a closer look and found that there was a guy with glasses behind him.

"A Mirror!"

Xu Ling smiled and waved at him.

"Why did I become Ah Jing again..." The glasses brother stood beside the two of them.

"No way, someone forgot to name you."

[Warning, host please don't speak nonsense. ]
"...You didn't come to see me too, did you?" Xu Ling continued to ask.

Ah Jing handed out a stack of bound A4 papers: "I asked my dad to copy a copy of the information about mutant warriors, you can compare your symptoms, of course, I still suggest you go to the Warrior Administration for a comprehensive check. "

"Thanks."

Xu Ling couldn't remember how many times he thanked him, but he was very interested in these materials. After all, he was a newcomer, and the more he knew about this world, the better.

The megaphone started sending messages to the class again.

"A Jing is here too! He seems to have given Xu Ling a piece of information."

The classmates in the classroom are envious. Ah Jing is a well-known theoretical strongman in the whole school. Whoever can get the study materials he gives will definitely benefit a lot.

Putting away his things, Xu Ling bid farewell to the two of them, turned around and walked into the classroom. Just before entering the door, he suddenly felt a slight needle prick in his back. He turned his head suddenly and saw the man standing at the end of the corridor. The young girl Lin Ling.

When the latter saw his gaze looking over, he couldn't help being surprised.

"How did he find me?"

Because of Lin Ling's secret skills, as long as she deliberately hides it, normal martial arts school students will not be able to detect her existence for no reason. But by coincidence, Xu Ling just swiped a large wave of perception, and immediately sensed it her gaze.

He himself didn't know what the other party was thinking, so he waved and entered the classroom.

Back to their seats, Wang Xiaohua and the person who spoke sarcasticly just now are silent now.

Sure, no one will help him just after he finished speaking, and two legendary brothers appeared to send materials in person. Compared with them, their level is nothing.

Xu Ling didn't beat the dog in the water, and sat down on his own, muttering in his heart.

"I seem to have forgotten something?"

……

Yang Chengwu sat in the office, turning a pen in his hand back and forth, his eyebrows knit together in a tangle.

"Student Xu Ling, you have performed very well in the past two years. I hope you can continue to work hard... No, it's too fake."

"Although your performance is not good, the teacher believes that you are... Hey, I can't put it too bluntly, if you hit him, you will be broken."

"We still have to change the topic and say something else, so that he can't see the truth of the matter, or he might really feel pressure in his heart."

Yang Chengwu lifted his spirits and felt that he had thought of the best way to deal with it, so he nodded with satisfaction.

Then, the school bell rang.

?

"This kid has me dove???"

Xu Ling never remembered what he forgot, until the second class was over, and he saw the head teacher with a frosty face at the door of the classroom.

"Hiss...Mr. Yang, I'm going to find you." Xu Ling said solemnly.

Yang Chengwu glared at him angrily: "Come with me."

The physical fitness of students in martial arts schools is much better than that of ordinary people, and they practice martial arts every day, so naturally there is no such thing as doing exercises between classes, but the school still inherits the large recesses of ordinary schools, and there is a 10-[-]-minute break at this time.

Most people will take advantage of this time to relax, or go to the canteen to find something to eat, after all, the energy consumption of the warrior's body is also higher.

However, Xu Ling was sitting obediently in Yang Chengwu's office at this time.

"How do you feel recently?" The class teacher leaned back on the chair and began to spin his pen again.

"pretty good."

"Well... that's good. The graduation test is one year away. You have to seize the time, but don't give up on yourself because you feel that you are a little worse than others. It's hard to say the result until the last moment."

Of course, this is just consolation. In fact, the force index is still so low at the beginning of the third year of high school. Normally speaking, it is impossible to graduate, but Yang Chengwu's purpose is to let him work harder and try to increase the index a little bit. Work will also be easier.

"Yeah, teacher, you are right."

Xu Ling said yes, but he was thinking about how to do the task in his mind.

"Okay, it's good if you understand, I specially arranged you next to Wang Xiaohua, to see if another person can practice martial arts with you, and it will be effective."

It's a bit shameful to say this, after all, he was pressured to do it as a last resort, but he has tried his best to choose the best tablemate for Xu Ling.

"Thank you, teacher."

Yang Chengwu frowned, a little surprised. In the past, this kid always had a nose or eyes, so why is his attitude so good now.

Thinking of this, he felt even more uncomfortable. He felt ashamed to be a teacher, but there were indeed some things that he, an ordinary person, could not control.

"Do you have any difficulties in life and study? Tell me what you have, and the teacher will try to help you solve it."

Xu Ling blinked, good chance.

"Teacher Yang, I have a big difficulty now, that is, I feel less and less confident, so..."

"Can you compliment me a little bit?"

(End of this chapter)