Douluo: When Tang San's younger sister played idioms

Chapter 7 Why Kneel

"Tangtang, tell me, okay?"

"Why are you kneeling him?" Tang Tang finally asked angrily after finishing the report and separated from the master, seeing no one around.

Recalling the process of being forced to bow to the master before, perhaps because of the influence of the memory film, Tang Tang felt extremely humiliated.

Although Tang San was the one who forced her to kneel down, six years of intimacy made her throw all her disgust and resentment on the master.Facing Tang San at this moment, she only felt worthless for his apprenticeship.

Tang San was stunned for a moment, still didn't understand where Tang Tang's anger came from, but he still said patiently: "Tang Tang, a teacher for a day, a father for life, since I decided to apprentice, I will definitely respect the teacher."

"Kneeling is limited to heaven, earth and parents! To worship a teacher, you only need to bow. No matter how knowledgeable he is, we are all equal!"

"You kneel on him, where do you put your father? Where do you put your brother, your own personality?"

The more Tang Tang spoke, the more angry he became, the words were louder and louder, his hands were hanging by his side and tightly clenched into fists, his face was flushed and he was gnashing his teeth, but a pool of tears quietly formed in his eyes, and his eyes were fixed on Tang San.

"Who told my brother to respect the teacher so formally? If the teacher is a bad person, do you still respect him so much?!"

Tang San was speechless.

He grew up in the Tang Sect as an orphan since he was a child, and he has long been domesticated by the Tang Sect. Those who have the means to kill must be killed, the elders must not be disobedient, they must not pretend to be pigs and eat tigers, and they must be punished if they exceed their boundaries. These rules have already been deeply rooted in their bones.

Tang San's silent retreat was like cotton, making Tang Tang powerless and powerless. Looking at his brother's confused eyes, the fire in Tang Tang's heart was extinguished at once.

"Brother," Tang Tang stared at Tang San's lowered face, her voice was soft with a hint of tears, "No one is absolutely right, and people make mistakes. We can respect teachers, love teachers, and help teachers, but this is not at the cost of our own personal dignity, future, and life."

"You heard it when we reported it before. Director Su said that the teacher's theoretical research is just theory, without any actual data support."

"So, brother, your future is the best experimental data for the teacher - if the teacher's theory is correct, it's okay, brother, you will naturally soar into the sky, but if the teacher's theory is wrong and flawed, how can your fate be better, brother?"

"Practice is the only criterion for testing truth."

Tang Tang's words were deafening, Tang San lowered his head deeply, and finally realized that he had fallen into natural thinking.

He was misled by the teacher's calm and determined attitude. He could judge that he was a twin martial soul based on the teacher's extensive investigation and research. However, the "Ten Core Competitiveness Theories" proposed by the teacher himself had no actual data to support him. Blind listening would only ruin his future. It seemed that he had to study and understand the specific content of the teacher's theory in detail.

However, the apprenticeship has been decided, and it is too late to regret it now.Thinking about the good, the master can be said to be the biggest force that they can borrow at the moment. After apprenticeship, he and Tang Tang's life is equivalent to entering the fast lane. There is still a difference between a direct disciple and an ordinary student.

But... for things like experimental products, it is enough to have yourself, if the teacher wants to collect data on the younger sister...

Tang San lowered his eyes, covering the dark light in his eyes.Disciples of the Tang Sect are mostly means.

"Brother, did you listen?" The emotional peak has passed, because Tang Tang was already sore and limp at this moment because of too much force, seeing Tang San lowered his head without any response, Tang Tang also felt weak for a while.

Growing up together, Tang Tang knew that Tang San's thoughts were very mature, but his thoughts would always be extremely twisted and closed when encountering certain special situations, and Tang Tang had to reverse it for him from time to time.

"Well, brother is listening, brother will pay attention, Tangtang don't worry." Tang San raised his head and showed a faint smile, his face was unchanged, but Tang Tang knew that he had taken what she said to heart.

He looked at Tang Tang, who was slightly exhausted after the emotional outburst, and naturally reached out to take a few bags of luggage in her hand.

"Let's go, let's find the dormitory."

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Seven Houses.

The two stood at the door of the dormitory, looking in with their heads.

The dormitory space is very spacious, nearly 11 square meters, but there are only [-] beds, of which only [-] beds are equipped with bedding, and there are no cabinets and the like.At this time, there were seven or eight children playing around inside.

"Hello, is this the work-study student dormitory?" Pushing open the old wooden door, Tang Tang poked his head out and greeted him friendly.

The eyes of several children in the room turned to the door and focused on the two of them.The leader, a chubby, looked at the two men covered in patches, and walked over.

"Are you new work-study students this year?" The little fat man stood at the door aggressively, his tone quite arrogant.

Tang Tang nodded and said with a smile: "Yes, we are work-study students from Holy Soul Village."

Little Fatty didn't care where the two came from, he only cared about whether his position as the boss would be shaken.

"My name is Wang Sheng, Wuhun Zhanhu, and I am the future warhunt master. What are your names? What is Wuhun?"

Wang Sheng's arrogance almost danced on his face, and the smiling faces of the two of them couldn't help but let go.

"My name is Tang San, Wuhun Lanyincao. This is my sister, Wuhun Yanling."

"Yanling? I haven't heard of it. But, when will Blue Silver Grass be able to practice?" Wang Sheng showed an exaggerated surprised expression, and the other children in the dormitory echoed their laughter, looking at the two with some repulsion.

"What kind of spirit are we, what do you care about? Open it, don't block the door!" After repeated pressure, Tang Tang finally broke out, reaching out and trying to push him away and walk in.

Wang Sheng just watched Tang Tang, who was thin and thin, reach out and push him. He only felt a solid force falling on the small area between his chest and abdomen. It was heavy and painful, and he took a step back involuntarily.

Realizing that he was pushed by a little guy, Wang Sheng's eyes were full of embarrassment, and he slapped Tang Tang's shoulder with a backhand slap, pushing her back again and again, and she was about to be tripped, so she wanted to catch up and use the old routine to press down on the ground and beat her up.

"I'm the boss here, how dare you push me?"

Tang Tang only felt a huge force on her shoulders pushing her back involuntarily, and she was stumbled by her luggage for a while, and she was about to fall.

"Tangtang be careful." Tang San stretched out his hand to embrace Tang Tang's shoulder in time, his strong arms gently supported Tang Tang's body and straightened her upright.

He turned his head to look at Wang Sheng, with a bit of cruelty in his eyes, and said, "Are you the boss here? Tell me, what do you want?"

Wang Sheng raised his head and pointed his thumb at himself, proudly said: "The most powerful person in Qishe is me, and I am the boss of Qishe. You two, you have to listen to me in the future, do you hear me?"

"Listen to you?" Tang San was holding fire in his heart, but smiled on his face, clenched his fist with his right hand, and punched Wang Sheng's nose with speed and precision.

Because Tang Tang is one of the few girls in the village, and she loves to play, and was often bullied by those bastards in the village, Tang San began to fight from the village to the village at a young age, and learned another way of fighting besides the killer style without a teacher - the street gangster style of fighting, focusing on sensitive parts of the human body.

"Ah!" A tricky and condensed force rushed to the bridge of the nose, Wang Sheng felt his nose sore, he couldn't help but took two steps back, a sharp soreness rushed to his eye sockets, and tears burst out involuntarily.

"The brat is looking for a beating!"

(End of this chapter)