I have ten trillion licking dog gold

It doesn't seem like "If you're brave enough, don't leave after school."

It's not about jealousy among girls.

It’s just that the appearance of scenes similar to the Peach Garden Oath in a “full-time” school is inevitably a bit weird and incongruous.

Jiang Chen was definitely not the type of parent who would spoil the fun. Having experienced his own youth, he knew very well what it would mean to the Martial Saint to walk over and scold that kid at this time.

So he just stood far away on the lawn and didn't let Duanmu Liuli go over.

Although there is no bathing or burning incense, and the form is a little sloppy, what matters is sincerity of heart.

After Wu Sheng stood up, the other students stood up and followed him, carrying their schoolbags.

The picture is mixed with an inexplicable sense of joy.

The Martial Saint turned around, probably planning to make some speech, but after turning around, he finally saw two adults, a man and a woman, watching the fun a few dozen meters away.

For a moment, his face twitched slightly, but he did not show any fear. He remained calm and composed in the face of danger, showing full leadership qualities. He responded quickly and made short speeches, signaling the others to go first.

After everyone had left, he picked up his schoolbag and walked towards Jiang Chen and the others calmly.

"Brother Jiang Chen is back."

He greeted me with a smile as if nothing had happened. First of all, this attitude is worthy of praise.

Regardless of whether you can succeed in the future, a tenacious mentality is the foundation for doing great things.

Jiang Chen seemed to be blind and pretended nothing happened. He smiled and nodded without saying a word about what happened just now.

"Have you adapted well here?"

Wu Sheng grabbed the bag and slung it over his shoulder. "It's easier than I thought."

"There should be a cafeteria in your school, right?"

Jiang Chen asked.

"Yes, many Japanese students live on campus."

"Can we eat?"

Wu Sheng glanced at Duanmu Liuli and said, "It is not allowed in principle. But no one will care."

After saying that, the Martial Saint said in a carefree manner: "Let's go."

This kid.

Never stick to the rules.

I don’t know how this guy did it, but he actually managed to get three plates of rice.

"The food in your school is pretty good."

There are three meat dishes, two vegetable dishes, a soup, and even braised dishes. Looking at the duck neck on the plate, Boss Jiang thought about his time and could only sigh that children nowadays are really happy.

"The wool comes from the sheep. A meal like this costs thirty yuan."

In an international school, a meal costs 30 yuan, and most students may not feel anything about it, but Wu Sheng came from the countryside after all and went to school in the countryside.

"You could get these for 30 bucks at your previous school?"

"No."

Wu Sheng was firm and began to criticize his former best friend, the former principal, "The canteen contractor of the school in our town is all related to you. He pays you 10 yuan for a meal, but all the food is rotten meat and vegetables. It's very cheap. If you pay him 30 yuan for a meal, he will still take all the money."

"Have you ever eaten stinky meat?"

"I won't eat. I'll eat whatever the principal eats."

Jiang Chen smiled.

"Sister Liuli, eat as much as you can. If it's not enough, I'll go get more."

The Martial Saint said to Duanmu Liuli.

Not bad.

better.

It seems that feelings really do take time to cultivate.

This kid knows how to care about others.

"How are your grades?"

Jiang Chen asked. He was not a pedantic person, but he still had to ask about the students’ academic performance. If students didn’t care about grades, what would they care about?
"Ranked 267th in the most recent monthly exam."

The Martial Saint answered quite readily.

"How many people are there in the whole grade?"

"A little over five hundred, less than six hundred."

That's the standard average level.

"Not bad, keep up the good work."

This result is not a good one, but we should not look at things one-sidedly.

Wu Sheng probably couldn't even get an average grade when he was in the countryside. Now that he's in an international school, he's able to go against the current and make progress instead of retreating. This is enough to show how hard he's worked.

"Brother Jiang Chen, have you met my sister?"

"No, your sister went to Gumeng. It will take some time for her to come back. Do you miss her?"

Jiang Chen smiled and said, "You should have met during the Chinese New Year."

The Martial Saint sneered.

"It's been so long since the Chinese New Year. Do you understand how long it takes to miss someone so much? Brother Jiang Chen, don't you miss my sister?"

"cough."

Jiang Chen lowered his head to eat.

Children are still children.

Speak regardless of the occasion.

Taoist Duanmu is still here.

After being influenced by so many TV dramas, the chances of expecting people to retain the same innocence as when they came down the mountain are slim.

"Senior sister is in Gumeng?"

Sure enough, Duanmu Liuli looked up.

Jiang Chen understood.

In the courtyard of Lanpeizhi in Kyoto, the man sitting like a tiger with majestic imposing manner left a deep impression not only on him, but also on Duanmu Liuli.

It was the first time he saw Duanmu Liuli display such strong aggressiveness, even pulling out the wooden sword.

"It's to discuss business."

Jiang Chen explained.

"Just like those TV dramas you watch, Jianghu is never about fighting and killing, it is about human relationships and worldly wisdom."

"Brother Jiang Chen is right."

Wu Sheng interrupted, "Now is the era of rule of law."

Jiang Chen was surprised and looked at the boy.

Is it true that one should look at someone with new eyes after three days of absence?

How incredible is it to hear the word "rule of law" coming out of the mouth of a bad boy who once bullied the weak in the school and was a bully in the village?

Is the choice of school really that important?

"Brother Jiang Chen, please advise my sister not to be too impulsive when encountering anything. Stay calm and think twice before acting."

Jiang Chen's surprise grew stronger.

He and this kid just haven't seen each other for a year, right?

Can a boy's growth really happen overnight?
If Duanmu Liuli hadn't been watching him every day, he would have suspected that this kid had been possessed by someone else's soul.

After saying this, Wu Sheng quickly went back to eating.

Jiang Chen held the chopsticks and looked at him, his rippled mood gradually calming down.

Even if we don't mention the drastic change in him, the change in Wu Sheng is visible to the naked eye, and the school is definitely not the only influencing factor.

Just like the day when he first came to Donghai to attend university, it was hard for outsiders to imagine how much of a shock it would be for a person who had grown up in a third- or fourth-tier city to suddenly step into a metropolis where every inch of land is worth a lot of money, looking at the towering buildings and smelling the air filled with the scent of money.

And the people I meet around me.

In a small city, the levels of social circles would not differ too much, but in Donghai and Dongda, everyone comes from all over the world, especially when there are rich second-generations like Mr. Luo who regard money as dirt living under the same roof. No matter how strong your mind is, you will definitely be influenced subtly.

The current Duanmu Liuli is definitely no longer the Duanmu Liuli on the mountain.

"Are those students on the playground just now your classmates?"

Jiang Chen picked up his chopsticks and asked casually.

"No, there are only about forty of us."

The Martial Saint did not deny it, nor could he deny it. He had seen it all, and there was no need to waste his energy on things that could not be changed.

“Those are students in our grade.”

"What are you doing?"

"Didn't you and Sister Liuli see it?"

"Sworn brotherhood? And with girls?"

Jiang Chen asked tentatively.

Wu Sheng put down his chopsticks, and a serious look appeared on his handsome face.

"Brother Jiang Chen, don't underestimate them. I spent several months carefully selecting them."

Jiang Chen's eyes jumped. "Select?" The Martial Saint became interested and said solemnly, "It is definitely not possible for a person to fight alone. The more friends you have, the more opportunities and paths you will have. Although their grades are not outstanding and they cannot be in the top ten in the grade, they will definitely not be ordinary in the future."

"How are you sure?"

Jiang Chen asked calmly.

Wu Sheng counted on his fingers, "Personality, the way of dealing with people, brains, and most importantly, family background."

"You even found out about his family background?"

Jiang Chen smiled in surprise.

"It's not that difficult."

Wu Sheng spoke in a tone of surprise.

Jiang Chen did not ask too many questions. No matter how mature a child of this age is, he cannot be very cunning. Over time, all the news will come out about whether his family is rich or poor, what industry he is in, whether he is an official or a businessman.

"Then how do you make them obey you?"

Jiang Chen asked, quite curious indeed.

At first, he was a little worried that the Martial Saint would cause a big commotion at school and use fists and feet to have friendly exchanges with international students, but now it seems that he has taken a different approach.

"It's complicated to explain. It can only be implied, not expressed in words."

After chatting for a while, Jiang Chen realized that it was a correct decision to send this kid here. At least his cultural literacy has improved a lot, and he can speak more fluently.

It's nothing like before.

All he could say was “I lost it”.

"That's amazing. You can be a spy and still rank in the top 200. If you study hard, won't you be able to reach the top of your class?"

"Brother Jiang Chen, is there a big gap between the first place and the hundredth place?"

"The gap between the first and the hundredth place isn't that big? You know the first place, but do you know the hundredth place?"

"That was only when we were in school. After entering society, aren't most successful people just so-so in their grades?"

Jiang Chen was speechless for a moment.

"Studying is a matter of talent. The higher the ideal ranking, the stronger the talent required. Some people's upper limit is 100th place. No matter how hard they work, the best they can do is 100. It's impossible to go any higher. So there's no need to continue wasting energy. It's better to find other ways to improve yourself."

Reading is about talent.

Jiang Chen deeply agrees with this.

As a top student, he has every right to speak.

He never thought he was very smart, he just worked hard enough. Not to mention others, when it comes to studying, he can't compare to Fang Qing who lives next door.

Fang Qing had it much easier than him, and did better than him in the exam.

of course.

It is commendable that the Martial Saint can recognize such a fact at such a young age, but Jiang Chen will definitely not applaud him.

Afraid that he would be proud.

After dinner.

The "family of three" drove home.

On the way, Jiang Chen talked about why he didn't even let girls go, but Wu Sheng's little hand hit him with a heavy punch, asking if he was discriminating against women.

"Brother Jiang Chen, are you a male chauvinist? In today's society, you must not underestimate the power of women."

The person sitting in the back seat leaned forward and leaned between the front and rear seats. "Just look around you."

Don't tell me yet.

Don't say that.

Jiang Chen calmed down rationally.

“Drip… drip drip… drip drip drip…”

As we entered Chunqiu Huafu, we suddenly heard a horn sound from behind.

Jiang Chen subconsciously looked at the rearview mirror, and a Beetle was getting bigger and bigger in the mirror.

"Liu Li!"

The two cars drove side by side, and the window of the Beetle rolled down, revealing Luo Lier's unchanging childlike face.

Wu Sheng didn't bother to discuss with Jiang Chen. He immediately sat back down, rolled down the car window, and responded enthusiastically to the outside of the window, "Sister Li'er."

Sister Lier.

What a warm voice.

When did you become so familiar with each other?
The two cars pulled over.

Luo Lier quickly pushed the door and got out of the car, "You just got out of school, let's go to my house for dinner."

then.

Jiang Chen pushed the door and got out of the car.

"Senior?"

She was caught off guard.

"Sister Li'er, you don't have classes tomorrow. It's so relaxing to go to college."

"It's easy to go to college, but I was also your age, and I have to endure the hardships that I have to endure."

Tsk.

It's really changing with each passing day.

Even Luo Lier looks like her older sister.

"When did the senior come back?"

Luo Lier asked again.

Aren’t you with your sister?

of course.

It's definitely impossible to say this directly.

Not to mention the small and powerful Martial Saint, I'm afraid even the Taoist nun cannot be underestimated now.

"Isn't your sister back yet?"

Jiang Chen's answer is very artistic.

"My sister went back to her hometown."

Luo Lier said, and then she realized that she knew who her elder sister was on the business trip with. Even if she didn't know, with the familiar relationship between the two families, she could guess the time.

"I'm asking when the senior will return to Donghai."

"today."

"That's fate."

Luo Lier smiled, her eyes like obsidian and crescent moon, "Then why don't you just come to my house to eat together, Senior Jiang? I just bought some vegetables."

Luo Lier gestured to get out of the car.

"Yeah."

The Martial Saint couldn't wait.

Jiang Chen had always been curious about what the two siblings usually ate at home when Li Shurui was busy, and now he had the answer.

It seems that he often goes to other people's homes to eat for free.

Duanmu Liuli knew Pei Yunxi last year, and had visited her with Wu Sheng. I guess that's why she became familiar with Luo Lier.

"Your sister hasn't come back yet?"

"No. My sister should stay at home for a while this time, senior, you know."

Jiang Chen remained silent.

"Let's go."

The Martial Saint is exceptionally active.

It doesn’t matter for Pei Yunxi, after all, the gap is too big, but Luo Lier is different.

Junior high school is an age when children are emotionally ignorant, and this boy is particularly precocious. In addition, Luo Lier is popular with both young and old, and her lethality to men is too great. In some ways, she may even be as good as her sister.

"Why are you walking? Didn't you just eat at school?"

Wu Sheng was stunned, and instantly looked embarrassed, and said awkwardly: "I forgot."

Luo Lier was amused, as if the cartoon character had walked into reality, and the Martial Saint almost drooled at the sight.

What about the excitement and heroism of talking about life and death at the same time, with one's liver and gallbladder being sore and hair standing on end?
Also.

Ordinary girls don’t have the confidence to make friends with Duanmu Liuli.

"Then next time."

Both cars restarted.

Wu Sheng was still staring at the window, "Brother Jiang Chen, are you Sister Li'er's senior?"

"Don't think about it. She is the campus belle of our Dongda University. Your sister Shurui was also just a campus belle."

"I can't be better than you?"

Wu Sheng leaned against the window without thinking or turning his head.

Jiang Chen choked. (End of this chapter)