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

Chapter 62 Successive
Looking back at his family who were originally full of expectations, Jiang Wenming walked down the stairs in despair.

On the way down the stairs, he tripped over the railing because he was distracted. He was already upset, and a feeling of grievance surged in his heart, followed by a kind of middle school anger.

Since life has poured such a bucket of cold water on me, I will kick this life apart!
In a rage, Jiang Wenming kicked the bottom post of the railing hard. With a bang, the post didn't move at all, but his legs and feet were hurt and numb.

He was so embarrassed that tears were about to come out of the corners of his eyes, but fortunately, there were not so many people paying attention to him in life.

But after going down the stairs, he found that most people were looking at him, as if they were thinking about what he had just done.

Feeling both annoyed and embarrassed, he quickly ran back to his seat in anger.

His family felt sorry for him and didn't mention it much or comfort him too much, for fear that it would touch their hearts and get out of control.

As the next student came on stage, a faint singing voice came from behind Jiang Wenming.

"Young people are naturally wild, their bodies are like mountains and rivers, their backbones are straight, they dare to challenge the sun and the moon..."

The awkward yet clear singing became the gunshot that broke the last bit of silence.

For a moment, Jiang Wenming could no longer control his emotions and burst into tears. The combined efforts of his ten parents to comfort him had little effect.

The singing stopped abruptly, as if realizing that it had done something wrong.

Zhang Huolong grabbed the back of his head and muttered, "I saw in the video that people sang to comfort others like this..."

You're afraid he'll make it, right?
Zhang Chaoqiang covered his face.

"Next one, Shen Guoqi!"

The class immediately started to make a fuss. As the naughty little bully in the class, he naturally attracted a lot of attention.

Shen Guoqi shook his shoulders, nodded to his parents, and walked onto the stage nonchalantly, behaving in an extremely relaxed manner.

He stretched out his hand to activate his spiritual power, and when the abundant spiritual power was guided out of the surface of his body, Shen Guoqi couldn't help but shudder.

An unprecedented sense of power instantly filled his body, and even his body was swollen by the abundant spiritual energy.

"Shen Guoqi, spiritual power strength, 112P!"

Song Yu was very satisfied and his eyes stayed on him for a long time. The school leaders had been paying attention to him since the first grade.

In six years, his inner spiritual power has grown from 28P to the currently activated 112P, which is one of the few in the entire Yuhua Primary School calendar.

Although in the following spiritual level test, there are no levels.

But the spiritual power of 112 has made him the strongest and most promising student at present.

Before this, the highest spiritual power intensity that had been activated was only 80. Now Shen Guoqi had raised it significantly.

It is rumored that both of his parents present were powerful warriors, so it is reasonable for him to have this inheritance.

It is absolutely impossible to say that he is not proud. The way he holds his head high has already shown that, and he continues to walk down the stage lazily.

His eyes were full of the demeanor of a strong man. He regarded everything he saw as dust, except for that indescribable...

Principal Liu and other school directors were pleasantly surprised that such an outstanding student had appeared in this session. They immediately whispered to each other and prepared to report him so that he could be exempted from the examination and directly enter the junior high school department of the martial arts school.

"Tan Yue!"

When this name was called out, even the school directors who were talking in low voices immediately stopped talking, straightened their bodies, and looked serious and attentive.

Song Yu's tone became much gentler when talking to Tan Yue.

Tan Yue is not close to her classmates and has almost no friends. There are only a handful of classmates who have had daily communication with her.

It's like he's a lonely, marginal person.

Tan Yue performed very well in the course, so some classmates who had a good impression of her were also looking forward to her performance.

"Spiritual strength, 80P."

"Spiritual level, second order lower." As fast as an assembly line, Tan Yue completed the activation ceremony in thirty seconds as if nothing had happened.

So he quickly stepped down from the stage and returned to the seating area where Zhang Chaoqiang's family and Lao Chen were sitting.

"How much, how much?"

"The spiritual power strength is 80P, and the spiritual level is still at the lower level of the second level?"

"Second floor?"

Many people shook their heads, wondering if they had heard it wrong.

Compared with the spiritual power strength of 80P, what made everyone feel most incredible was Tan Yue’s spiritual level.

Without exception, the spiritual levels of those who were evaluated before Tan Yue did not exceed the intermediate level of level zero.

Even the first level didn't show up, and now there's a girl that they can't recognize, a girl with a name...

Suddenly leaping over level zero and level one and reaching the lower level of level two?
Is Class 1 really such a place where hidden talents are hidden?
Suddenly, the scene became lively and parents and classmates were all attracted by Tan Yue.

Tan Yue, who was being stared at so many times, was temporarily a little uncomfortable. Old Chen pursed his lips and glanced over.

They looked at each other, fought each other, and the other party was injured...so no one dared to look at Tan Yue with such an unfriendly look anymore.

Rusty.

Tan Yue tugged at the corner of Zhang Chaoqiang's clothes, and the latter turned towards her.

"Zhang Chaoqiang, am I powerful?"

Tan Yue raised her eyebrows mischievously to show the results of her hard work.

"It's awesome!"

Zhang Chaoqiang praised her sincerely, and a thumbs up was enough to make her happy for a long time, so why not do it.

"But I feel like I'm not as good as you. You're much better than me!" Tan Yue enjoyed the other party's affirmation while bringing her mood back to reality.

"Everyone has their own strengths and shining points. I just happen to be better than you in these two aspects..."

Zhang Chaoqiang’s words of comfort are becoming more and more sophisticated.

"For example?" Tan Yue pondered in her heart. She was not good at communicating with others, she had no friends, her academic performance was not as good as Zhang Chaoqiang's, and Zhang Chaoqiang could draw and sing...

With so many advantages, am I really better than Zhang Chaoqiang?

Old Chen also became interested and prepared to listen attentively to Zhang Chaoqiang's answer.

“You look so pretty when you smile!”

Suddenly, Lao Chen almost choked.

It seems like I have said this kind of words decades ago.

Before Tan Yue could lower her head to think carefully, the activation ceremony of Class 1 had come to an end.

Then, Song Yu called the last student in the class with an extremely heavy heart and tone.

"The last one in Class 1, Zhang Chaoqiang!"

After Zhang Huolong and Shen Qiangwei kissed his cheeks on the left and right, Zhang Chaoqiang walked calmly to the stage.

At this time, some classmates, teachers and even parents who knew Zhang Chaoqiang automatically filled in the stories about Zhang Chaoqiang in their minds.

Ranked first in the total courses for six consecutive years, decathlon, super combat power, first-level key personnel...

In a moment of confusion, they noticed that Zhang Chaoqiang on the stage did not immediately place his hand on the crystal ball. Instead, Song Yu, who was always calm, looked nervous.

(End of this chapter)