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Chapter 42 "Geometry Man" Part Two

Most of the students sat directly on the floor, and I could only follow their example and sit on the floor.

It was rare that the teacher who taught liberal arts was actually a female teacher, and she handed out a small book to everyone when she came up.

I was stunned when it was handed to me. There were only about a dozen pages of thin parchment.

I said to Ergou next to me: "Is this our textbook for the first semester?"

"No, this is something we need to learn every day until we are 20 years old." Ergou said.

"How many pages are these? Do you still need to study every day before the age of 20?" I said helplessly and started reading.

The female teacher on the stage said slowly: "There are still many students who cannot understand the concept of fighting spirit. Today we will continue to explain the third paragraph of the second page. What is Dantian."

Ergou put his hand on the book I was flipping and said, "Tiedan, what are you doing? There are only a dozen or so books in the entire martial arts school. They are all written by the master's hard work. You can't read them so quickly." It’s rotten.”

"What are you excited about? I've almost finished reading such a simple thing." I pushed Ergou's hand away and said.

"Stop bragging, have you finished reading?" Ergou said.

I turned to the last page and read it twice more. I looked at Goudan and said, "This is only a dozen pages. How long do you think I need it?"

Ergou stood up in disbelief and said to the teacher: "Tiedan said he can memorize the entire book."

All the classmates looked at me, followed by deafening laughter.

There was no other sound except ridicule.

The female teacher shouted to all the students to be quiet.

But it doesn't seem to work at all.

I raised my right hand and operated according to the superficial knowledge in the book.

A green air pop appeared in my hand.

Everyone stopped laughing.

"It's bigger than the teacher showed."

"Is this vindictive?"

"My God."

I didn't know how to release it at all, so I reluctantly ran out of the classroom holding the green gas bomb.

He found an open space and threw it out, and then the sound was loud.

I looked at what I was throwing and was amazed.

. . .

One year later, downtown Mobei.

The world's number one martial arts conference.

"Tiedan, are you ready?" the strong teacher said, tapping my shoulder.

"Sprinkle some water." I stood up and walked to the ring thinking about it.

In front of him was a knight carrying a giant sword.

"The game begins," the referee yelled.

I put my hands forward, and dozens of green missiles shot out.

The swordsman was so frightened that he dropped his giant sword and ran off the stage.

I rubbed my hands and walked off the ring.

Now I am a master in the martial arts school, and I compose all the textbooks.

"Tiedan, the finals are coming soon. I heard that he is also a fighting spirit master, and it is said that he is amazing." The strong man teacher said.

I got up and walked to the ring.The old man with the immortal style in front of me rubbed two white round Dou Qi balls in his hand and looked at me and said: "My child, I am not talking about you. I have been practicing Dou Qi for fifty years, and this Dou Qi operation is easy to evaporate. I have also seen it You fight, but you have some talent. How about if you bow to me after admitting defeat, I will accept you as my disciple and teach you one and a half moves? "

I shook my head helplessly and said, "Old man, do you know what the strongest fighting spirit looks like?"

"It's a joke. Dou Qi is originally part of Hunyuan. Can it have other shapes besides circles? It's really ridiculous." The old man said with a smile.

I waved my hand, and the equilateral triangle's fighting spirit came out.

Two milky-white balloons hit the old man's hand and exploded.

The old man flew out of the field on the spot.

"The world's best martial arts champion, Li Tiedan." The host shouted.

There was a burst of cheers from the audience.

I walked off the stage with satisfaction, picked up Xiaomei and shouted, "I did what your dad said. Am I qualified to marry you?"

Xiaomei smiled and nodded.

Three days later, the wedding ceremony was held.

I said to Xiaomei: "Xiaomei, I may not be from this world."

Xiaomei said doubtfully: "What do you want to say?"

"The world I live in is not like this. There is no martial arts. Everyone there studies, and only by studying can you have a future. It is completely different from here. Please listen to me slowly." I told you all the things that happened to you before. .

If you get into college, you can become your girlfriend with Xiaomei.

Xiaomei was stunned after hearing this, and then said calmly: "Tiedan, do you still remember what happened when you were a child?"

I shook my head.

Xiaomei said calmly: "Before your parents passed away, they especially liked to listen to Mr. Shu's storytelling in the village."

"Is this happening?" I asked in confusion.

"That Mr. Storyteller, you liked the story he told the most. At that time, you told it to me every day, and you also told the follow-up of that story in a different way. It was like a college entrance examination like a martial arts competition, and you could become capable by studying." Xiaomei said.

"What?" I said confused again.

"The storyteller's story is about a child who fell from a tree and was in a coma for three days and three nights. When he woke up, he said that he had been to a place where there were tall houses and cows scurrying around in iron sheets. Those Cows can run away without eating grass, and people are running rampant inside. Everyone there wears strange cloth clothes, and they don't know how to fight and don't have martial arts." Xiaomei said.

I froze in place.

"When your parents died, you cried for three days and three nights. After you fainted and woke up from crying, you started talking nonsense, thinking about these weird things. For example, in a world where you can have a future by reading, you and I I have said these things. In order not to make you angry, I let you say it." Xiaomei said.

"If your explanation makes sense, then why can I learn so quickly by reading books? Why can I understand Douqi books at a glance? These are the things I need to learn every day in which world I live in." I said.

"So do you still remember your parents in that world? What about in this world? You just couldn't bear it and temporarily forgot about it. Besides, your ability to read books is related to your feeling that reading can be useful. So what do you think is real? Is it your current world, or the world you call a world where you can live a good life by going to college." Xiaomei said.

"But that world where Xiaomei can become his girlfriend after going to college..." I dragged my head in thought.

"Now that I am your wife, why do you still think about that world that doesn't exist at all?" Xiaomei said.

"You mean those are all what I thought? Those are all false?" I said.

"If you can't believe it, you can think about how your parents died." Xiaomei said.

I began to think about what was true and what was false. I didn’t have a clue in my mind about my parents.

Xiaomei is still Xiaomei, and learning has become martial arts training.

And other other other.

In that world there was only a small house and long-forgotten textbooks and contents.

But this world is alive in my eyes, and this world has its own living teacher.

A living classmate, a living little beauty.

So what is true and what is false?
(End of this chapter)