The stepmother control group counterattacked with cubs in the era

"Ziheng! Ziheng!"

Early in the morning, as soon as Pei Ziheng had breakfast, Zhao Yun shouted outside the gate as if urging him to do something.

Shen Mingzhu asked Pei Ziheng to call Zhao Yun in to sit for a while and have some food.

At Zhao Yun's age, he consumes a lot and has a high metabolism, so he is not afraid of eating more.

"my mother……"

After his eyes touched Zhao Yun's colorful face, Pei Ziheng paused in his words.

Zhao Yun awkwardly covered the injury on his face with his hands, "If I said I fell while playing basketball yesterday, would you believe it?"

"Do you think I look like a fool?" Pei Ziheng asked calmly.

"Not like."

Zhao Yun simply stopped covering up and let Pei Ziheng look at his face.

"That turtle grandson Gong Rong dares to bully you when I'm not around. Can I spare him?"

"Then did you win?"

"He didn't get beaten less either!"

"So, you lost?"

Zhao Yun was embarrassed.

Although he was taller than Gong Rong, he was naturally no match for Gong Rong, who was born in a martial arts school. He came to the door aggressively and was beaten into a bear.

So angry!

"I'm still having breakfast. My mother asked you to go in and sit down for a while."

"No, I'll wait outside. Hurry up."

With his bruised and swollen face, he had no nerve to go in and embarrass himself.

Pei Ziheng didn't force it.

"Where's Xiaoyun?"

"outside."

"Why doesn't he come in? It's so sunny outside."

It was already the end of May, and the sky had already dawned at six o'clock. Now, at a quarter after seven o'clock, the sun was already starting to get a little fierce.

"He's embarrassed."

Shen Mingzhu was both amused and puzzled after hearing this. The young man who had always been so shameless and had enough to eat was now acting coy?

"He played with his face yesterday." Pei Ziheng tried his best to save some face for his good brother.

It turns out he was injured.

Shen Mingzhu deliberately called the person in to take a look, but then thought about Shen Hongmei not being a careless person and should take good care of the person, so she stopped thinking.

……

On the way to school, Zhao Yun asked about the duel with Gong Rong.

"...Did this grandson force you to agree? Just leave him alone. From now on, I will walk with you to and from school every day."

Zhao Yun practices football every Tuesday, Thursday, and Saturday after school and doesn't go home with Pei Ziheng.

"No, I brought it up on my own initiative."

squeak!
Zhao Yun stopped the car and stared at him with a pair of eyes like bells, "You don't want your life? Even I can't defeat that turtle grandson. If you challenge him to a duel, why don't you light a lantern in the toilet?"

Lighting a lantern in the toilet - looking for shit (death).

Pei Ziheng calmly asked, "I guess you don't want to have more grandpas, right?"

Zhao Yun's forehead slowly popped up:?
"If I lose, I have to call him Grandpa Gong Rong. You are my brother. Rounding it off, you have to follow me and call him Grandpa, so..."

Pei Ziheng smiled, "You'd better hope that I win. If I win, you can also get a grandson for nothing."

Zhao Yun:? ? ?
I thank you!
……

I don't know who spread the news, but the news of Pei Ziheng and Gong Rong's duel quickly spread in the school, and even several junior high schools, high schools and technical martial arts schools next door knew about it.

The cause of the incident has been rumored in various ways, but everyone has a consensus, that is, Pei Ziheng is crazy.

Isn't it tempting for a young child to challenge a boxer to a one-on-one fight?

The head teacher even specially talked to Pei Ziheng about this, and was concerned about whether he was being bullied by Gong Rong, and told him to focus on his studies and not waste time on a reckless man like Gong Rong, who had strong limbs and an empty head.

The classmates in the class had different opinions on the matter. Some admired Pei Ziheng's courage, some ridiculed Pei Ziheng for overestimating his abilities, and some were waiting for a good show.

On the way home from school, Pei Ziheng was stopped by Jian Xun again with his hands clasped together.

"Pei Ziheng, what's the matter with you? Just because you got second in the exam this time, you gave up on yourself and agreed to such a ridiculous and ridiculous bet?"

Pei Ziheng asked, "What's so funny about this?"

"Ha, you don't think you can beat Gong Rong, do you? Have you never looked in the mirror?"

Jian Xun's face was full of anger, "I really didn't expect you to be so vulnerable and unable to get up after losing once! I would actually target a coward like you, what a shame!"

"Fuck, there's something wrong with this Jian Xun!"

Staring at Jian Xun's back as he left angrily, Zhao Yun blurted out a curse.

Pei Ziheng ignored the various voices from the outside world and signed up for a short-term boxing class, spending at least three hours a day training.

The date he and Gong Rong agreed on for the duel was the first Sunday of the summer vacation, which was about 40 days away.

Defeating Gong Rong is the small goal he is looking for for himself.

Although it is difficult, if the goal is not difficult, it will not be interesting.

To be honest, he was a little excited, which was a wonderful feeling.

……

Shen Mingzhu fully agreed with Pei Ziheng learning boxing. If her daughter hadn't been young, she would have wanted her daughter to learn boxing with him.

Practicing boxing can not only strengthen your body, but also protect yourself.

At this time, Shen Mingzhu did not know that her son was not practicing boxing to strengthen his body, but to make a bet.

However, she soon found out because the head teacher called her.

……

"aunt."

"Hey, Ziheng, are you back?"

Looking at the polite and sensible Pei Ziheng, Pei Wenping had a friendly smile on her face, but her eyes looked up and down at Pei Ziheng.

In order to facilitate training, Pei Ziheng shaved his original side-parted hair into a small one, tied a blue headband around his forehead, wore training clothes from the boxing gym, and had a small bruise on the left cheekbone of his face.

The originally handsome and gentle boy turned into a martial arts boy.

After following Pei Ziheng up to the second floor, Pei Wenping looked back and chatted with Shen Mingzhu: "Ziheng was so good, but he suddenly started practicing boxing. He will be a senior in high school soon. If he gets injured, can it affect his studies?"

Shen Mingzhu smiled and replied: "I'm not worried about Ziheng's studies. At his age, it would be a good thing for him to exercise more."

"That's right, it won't work if the boy is too weak."

Pei Wenping echoed a few words and continued to get back to business.

After chatting, Shen Mingzhu stayed with Pei Wenping for dinner, and Pei Wenping agreed without warning and went to the kitchen to help diligently.

Shen Mingzhu got up and went upstairs.

"Someone told me that you are going to challenge a student from a martial arts school. Is that true?"

Pei Ziheng nodded, "It's true."

Shen Mingzhu took a breath.

As soon as she learned about this incident, she went to the martial arts school to learn about Gong Rong's personal situation and secretly watched Gong Rong's training scenes.

Her heart tightened when she saw that the opponent was wearing casserole-like gloves and punching holes in the sandbags.

She didn't want to imagine what the consequences would be if this fist hit her son.

……

"Bah, bah!"

"Hit him! Beat him!"

The small boxing gym was full of people, cheers, shouts, and cheers came and went.

On the stage, two boxers were fighting hard, punching hard to the flesh, and using deadly moves. The scene was full of blood and violence, and Shen Mingzhu was horrified to see it.

Finally, the battle was over, and she was relieved. She turned around and asked Pei Ziheng beside her:

"Er smash, after watching boxing, do you still want to challenge Gong Rong to a duel?" (End of Chapter)