At the beginning, he was transformed into an infant, and his parents were yellow-haired gangsters?

Chapter 32 Breakthrough Control (Seeking Follow-up Reading)
"Dad, can I go to your factory to play after school tomorrow?"

"Um... well... the factory is quite busy these days, your coworkers don't have time to accompany you, let's wait for a while..."

"You don't have to accompany me, and I haven't been there for a long time. I want to go and see it!"

Zhang Huolong's forehead was covered with sweat: "Good boy, super strong... The factory is rushing to deliver the goods, it's not very convenient..."

At the dinner table, Zhang Chaoqiang turned around and asked his mother Shen Qiangwei:
"Mom, why hasn't the boss asked me to write in the past few days? How about I go to your store after school tomorrow to take a look?"

Shen Qiangwei was sweating profusely. "Well, this is really great. The tattoo shop's business hasn't been very good recently, so, yes, there's nothing good to see. Let's eat quickly. You said you liked to eat the bitter melon and pork stir-fry last time. Don't let it get cold."

Shen Qiangwei and Zhang Huolong tried their best to avoid Zhang Chaoqiang's request.

Zhang Chaoqiang looked at the bitter melon and pork stir-fry on the table. Although it was delicious, there was no need to eat it twice a day these days, right?
If he hadn't had his lunch at school, he had no doubt that he could have made it three times a day.

My parents are so weird, maybe they are under too much pressure these days...

As he thought about this, the psychological counseling he learned from Teacher Xuanyu last time seemed to have no effect on them.

He looked at him meaningfully as he was concentrating on eating. The porcelain bowl in his left hand had completely covered his cheek, and one could only vaguely see his cheek moving as he chewed.

menopause?
Zhang Chaoqiang figured it out. There was only one reason that could explain his parents' strange behavior in recent days.

It's like entering menopause.

Although they are only 27-28, Alzheimer's disease is becoming younger these days, and it is normal for young people to go through menopause given the huge pressure in life.

It seems that I have to look for Xun Xuanyu these days to learn how to relieve menopause.

After a few visits over the past few days, I became quite familiar with Teacher Xuanyu. I can also learn a lot from this beautiful teacher.

Of course Zhang Chaoqiang likes it, but Teacher Xuanyu has a quirk of pinching students' faces, and Zhang Chaoqiang is no exception.

……

Zhang Chaoqiang swallowed all the porridge in the bowl and prepared to go to the room to get his schoolbag. At 7.30:, Lao Chen and Tan Yue, who happened to be on their way, were almost downstairs.

Seeing that Zhang Chaoqiang was about to go out, Zhang Huolong and Shen Qiangwei gradually put down the porcelain bowls covering their faces, and they both had huge and obvious dark circles under their eyes.

Very conspicuous.

"Mom and Dad, don't get too tired at night, go to bed early..."

Zhang Chaoqiang waved to them suggestively, indicating that he was leaving for school.

As he walked down the stairs, Zhang Chaoqiang sighed in his heart.

After moving to a two-bedroom apartment, my parents returned to their old ways, loving each other as always, with singing and dancing every night.

My parents are sick...

school.

During the past two days, Zhang Chaoqiang has also been training in controlling the psychic ring, but as his control becomes stronger, he usually uses up all the energy stored in it just to gain experience.

I heard that Teacher Guan seemed to be sick and took two days off.

But it doesn't pose a problem for Zhang Chaoqiang.

He went to see Teacher Cheng Wen.

Zhang Chaoqiang believes that although the energy-filled bracelet is only enough for him to use for no more than ten minutes, it is really too much to bother the teacher every day.

So, just bother the teacher four times a day to recharge four times.

Without the [Control Bonus], he calculated that if he trained to control all his energy four times a day, he could increase his control by about 1 point.

【Zhang Chaoqiang focuses on the group】

Mr. Cheng: @酸Q, I think it is still necessary to provide psychological counseling to Zhang Chaoqiang again! !
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[Control]: 35
Two days later, Zhang Chaoqiang discovered that his control ability had made a breakthrough.

In the classroom, during the break, he pulled Tan Yue aside mysteriously.

"Tan Yue, who do you hate the most in class recently?"

"Why do you ask?"

"That's all you say!"

"No, Zhang Chaoqiang, you are not allowed to do it. What if you hurt someone..." Tan Yue was reluctant to say it. Finally, she opened her mouth after Zhang Chaoqiang's persistence.

"Jiang Wenming, you've been bullying other female classmates recently and even secretly hiding their homework. What a bad guy!"

"Okay, you watch."

Zhang Chaoqiang glanced around the class with his penetrating eyes. He didn't know what the short and fat Jiang Wenming, who was only about 1.45 meters tall, was doing suspiciously in the seats of other people.

Zhang Chaoqiang waved the spiritual energy ring in his hand towards Tan Yue, and then secretly put it into Jiang Wenming's drawer when passing by his seat.

Holding Tan Yue, the two stood on the windowsill, less than three meters away from Jiang Wenming.

"Zhang Chaoqiang, what are you doing?"

"Shhh."

Zhang Chaoqiang watched Jiang Wenming return to his seat with his female classmate's homework in his hand, and was about to hide it in his schoolbag.

Zhang Chaoqiang turned to Tan Yue and gestured with his finger.

Three, two, one. When Zhang Chaoqiang put away his fist.

Bang!
The sound was neither loud nor soft, and Jiang Wenming's desk seemed to jump up.

It didn't have much impact on other people, but it scared Jiang Wenming so much that his hair stood on end. Feeling guilty, he quietly put the homework book back to its place.

"How did you do that? Zhang Chaoqiang, you are so amazing. You can release the energy of the psychic ring without touching it?"

At this time, Tan Yue was like a little fan girl. You know, it was only after her hard work in recent days that she successfully achieved the result of being able to drive and control the psychic ring with all four limbs.

But compared with Zhang Chaoqiang, it's like a firefly compared to the bright moon.

"Tan Yue, you are also very good. Shen Guoqi just learned how to control it..."

Just like an adult, he comforted Tan Yue.

Work hard!

This was Tan Yue’s state today. During the physical education class, she forcibly dragged Zhang Chaoqiang to a deserted grove of rockery.

Let Zhang Chaoqiang evaluate how well he controls the psychic ring.

flutter.

Tan Yue was seen using her left hand, which was wearing a psychic ring, to strike out at the narrow leaves that had just fallen from the tree, which were half yellow and half green.

It seemed that I saw a palm-shaped spiritual power wave, which pushed the falling leaves forward accurately and undoubtedly.

The energy fluctuation is small, and the released energy is dissipated everywhere, so the force that can be emitted is not great.

Primary Control +1
[Primary control]: 100/100
"Hey!"

Compared to the completion of the primary control progress bar, Zhang Chaoqiang was more amazed at Tan Yue's control over the psychic ring.

In just half a month, you can reach this level.

"That's great! Very impressive!"

Zhang Chaoqiang sincerely gave a thumbs up to Tan Yue.

"Wow…"

Tan Yue was so happy. She felt elated after being praised. She was so happy that Zhang Chaoqiang actually praised her sincerely.

"Am I almost as strong as you, Zhang Chaoqiang?"

Tan Yue expressed her confusion.

"Hmm..." Zhang Chaoqiang thought for a moment, looked at Tan Yue's expectant expression, and finally nodded solemnly:

"That's right, it's 78% of my strength. Come on!"

Well, 1.78%, Zhang Chaoqiang thought to himself. He really couldn't bear to frustrate Tan Yue who was full of fighting spirit.

"Come on!" Tan Yue raised his fist seriously, pressed it down hard, releasing energy upwards, and then his arm automatically pushed downwards due to the recoil.

(End of this chapter)