I'm not a vixen

Chapter 38

Junior class?Provincial qi training competition?

Kang An quit the game interface and searched for this year's competition entries. After he roughly figured it out, he couldn't help but fell into deep thought.

Qi training competitions are nothing new.

Similar in nature to mathematics, physics and chemistry competitions, there are middle and high schools, from the whole province to the whole country and even the world.

However, this is the first time that the qi training competition has been extended to elementary schools, and it probably represents a certain official attitude. However, the competitions in the junior group (especially elementary schools) are mostly encouraging, and they are only within the province, not involving the national competition. .

There are tricks, but not many.

It is shy to say it, but Kang An is still a pure and simple mountain fox who has not received compulsory education.

The competition requirements for the youth group are for schools. The school selects students under the age of 13, and then sends them to participate in the competition.

'what a pity……'

Kang An regretfully looked at No.1's bonus of up to 3 yuan. With this money, he could exchange a mobile phone for his aunt and buy one for himself. So tired.

Absently switched back to the game interface,
Kang An played his cards and found that the game of peasants fighting against the landlord class could no longer satisfy him, and it was time for a change!

The little hand reached for the sword box in his arms.

The Han knife inside was bought by my aunt for nearly 1000 yuan. The money may be her scholarship, or it may be the money she earned from part-time jobs before, it doesn't matter.

The important thing is that such a knife,

It should not lie in a box.

Kang An opened the sword box and took out the Huan Shou knife from inside. He hadn't named this knife yet, but he didn't need to. He just needed to know that his aunt bought it for him.

'Starting today, I will take you to kill together!I'm in charge of quacking, you're in charge of random killings! '

After instilling my thoughts into the knife,
Kang An put it back again.

Without him, the mood has calmed down, and he swung his knife and slashed wildly. This is a stupid thing that foxes in the mountains would do. It is useless to ponder.

You have to have a famous teacher.

So let's wait until the famous teacher is out of school...

Kang An picked up his mobile phone and prepared to beat up the landlord. In the few days of entertainment time, his happy beans have changed from 3000 to [-] million. I don’t know if these beans can be sold for money in the end. If he can, he plans to save one mobile phone money.

"Hey, Kang'an? Just sit here."

Annoying ridicule came from in front of him, Kang An raised his head in dissatisfaction, but saw Professor Meng Bo who was full of jokes.

The dissatisfaction on his face subsided.

Professor Meng Bo can also call him the most pure person, but compared with this Taoist name, he is still called a professor in school. The most important thing is that he is still one of the few who is willing to let Kang An stay in his class. People in class.

"Teacher Meng."

Kang An knew what was good and bad and stood up.

Meng Bo nodded, looked at him and asked with a smile, "Are you waiting outside for your aunt to finish class again?"

"..."

Although I know that he speaks without malice,
But Kang An always felt that there was a strange smell of "Kong Yiji, you must have stolen something again", so he drooped his face very unhappy: "Yes, Teacher Meng, are you okay?"

Meng Bo didn't take it seriously, and looked at the sword box in his hand happily: "A newly bought teaching aid? Is it the Seven Star Sword? This thing is very particular, according to our Taoist standards——"

Kang An silently opened the sword case.

"Uh, Han Dao." Meng Bo scratched his butt in embarrassment, and looked like an old man: "It's not bad, it's very discerning. Before it turns into a gas, the Han Dao has an advantage over the Seven Star Sword in battle. , can stab and chop, and the most important thing is that the appearance is not low."

indeed,

A good fox matches a good knife, not to mention that my aunt bought it.

Kang An carefully closed the box.

After Meng Bo finished speaking, he pondered for a moment, then remembered, "I have "Xinyou Sword Art" and Cheng Zongyou's "Single Sword Art Selection" on the bookshelf in my office. It is an ancient bound edition with illustrations. You can go with me and get it back for your aunt. Check it out for you, it’s better than the online version.”

This... is not appropriate.

Thinking about it, Kang An stood up and smiled embarrassedly: "Thank you Teacher Meng, I will cherish it and return it to you when I finish watching it."

Meng Bo didn't think too much about it.

It's still the same sentence: how can a simple and pure mountain fox have evil intentions?Like the old Daokui, he believed in the doctrine of the integration of two races. During the liquidation period after the first global riot, he and the entire Yuqing Church opposed and did not participate in it.

He will come here to teach,

On a certain level, it was also affected by that incident.

When he came to the regional office, he was not alone in it. In a certain area surrounded by several screens, Yin Yin Zhuo Zhuo could see the figure of a certain female teacher.

"Here."

Taking a few books from the bookshelf, Meng Bo looked at Kang An kindly: "If you can read, you can read it now, it's just a while before get out of class ends, you can sit with me and wait, don't sit outside on the steps .”

Kang An nodded kindly.

Sitting on the chair beside the desk, he still didn't forget to look up at Meng Bo: "Mr. Meng, you are really a good person."

"Ah? Hahahaha, right?"

Meng Bo, who was overjoyed to receive the good person card, looked like he had never been in a relationship in his life: "There are many good people like Teacher in society. You will know after getting in touch with them."

Kang An nodded and began to flip through the book.

Meng Bo, who was eager to promote the integration of the two races, watched eagerly from the sidelines, and did not forget to pour him a cup of hot tea halfway through.

Kang An was quite out of touch. After saying thank you for free, he took the cup and drank happily.

However, it turns out.

This glass of water is not for nothing. Not long after, Meng Bo asked a question curiously: "Kang An, what was it like in your mountain before you went down?"

Kang An laughed inwardly.

How dare you ask him such a question with a glass of water?What kind of fox do you think he is?Beast girl?Those in the mountains are all his dear relatives and friends!
No money is added, I want to fart.

Kang An put down the cup, with a very innocent face: "In the mountains? The mountains are very good. There are many fruits. There are trees everywhere. I have seen very valuable ginseng!"

Speaking of the last sentence,
Kang An couldn't hide his remorse in his heart. If he had known that he would be so poor after going down the mountain, he should have dug it out by the roots.

"..."

Meng Bo on the side also fell into deep thought.

Hearing this, why does it seem like he didn't hear it, but what can he say?In the eyes of the fox in the simple mountains, isn't this what the mountains look like?
"Ah."

At this time,

There was an undisguised sneer from the side.

(End of this chapter)