don't mess with me

Chapter 28 Eight-armed Nezha
I asked Nezha, "Can you write your own name?"

Nezha said dissatisfied: "Brother Xiaoqiang, I am also a general's son!"

I took out a pen and paper and said, "Come on, write me the words 'Li Xiaozha'."

Nezha first held the ballpoint pen in the posture of holding a brush, and then flipped his fingers upside down on the pen holder. It seems that he has observed the way other people use pens all morning, and finally wrote "Li Xiaozha" three times on the paper awkwardly. A character, the character is not ugly, but the Zha character is a traditional Chinese character!

I muttered to myself: "Fortunately, I discovered it early, or there must be a big mess!" I dragged him to the computer, found a comparison table of traditional and simplified characters from the Internet, and said to him: "Your letter at noon today. The task is to learn all the characters on it!"

Nezha looked at it for a while and said, "Isn't this just making the original complicated characters simpler?"

"That's right, the characters behind it are simplified characters, which are the characters we use now. Only people in Taiwan use traditional characters, understand?"

"Then I say I'm Taiwanese?"

"It's late, you are a country boy from Tiantang County, and Zhao Qianqian's mother is Taiwanese."

"Oh, let me try."

"You can't try it, you have to keep in mind, otherwise your identity will be exposed!" And Nezha will be sent to the No. [-] Hospital if he is exposed.
After I assigned tasks to Nezha, I supervised him. Nezha was sitting in a chair, playing with the mouse in his hand curiously, flipping through the Chinese character list page by page.

"Stop playing, be serious."

"I'm not playing, I'm watching it now - I didn't know some characters before they were simplified."

I thought it might be because of the evolution of Chinese characters, so I said: "If you don't know it, let it go first, and see if you know it."

After about ten minutes, Nezha said, "I've finished watching."

"Do you know how to write?"

"almost."

"You write me your name again."

Nezha picked up the pen, and this time he wrote "Li Xiaozha" in standard simplified characters.I dubiously took out a copy of "Story Club" published in the last century, pointed to one of the stories and said, "I'll give you 10 minutes, and tell me the gist of the story after reading it." Understanding "Story Club" is the only criterion for testing whether a person is illiterate!
Nezha just took a look and asked me: "Brother Xiaoqiang, what is 'Big Brother'?"

"It's just the phone - you skip these first, and just read the main idea."

After a while, Nezha closed the book and said: "This story tells a story of trust. A farmer bought a cart of vegetables and sold them in the city..."

I listened carefully, and the more I listened, the more amazed I was, except for some nouns, Nezha, who didn’t know what they meant, but actually told the story completely!

"Oh, not bad!" I said, "Even the central idea has been summed up."

The Heavenly Doll said: "He is a master who has learned the heavenly scriptures, so of course he is better than an ordinary person like you."

Only then did I put most of my heart away, and I couldn't help but exclaimed: "You little boy is an all-rounder in both civil and military affairs!"

Nezha smiled slightly and said, "But I still can't understand those books in class."

I waved my hand and said, "You don't need to understand those things, didn't I say everything? It's useless to learn those things!"

Nezha said: "Not necessarily, I think if chemical knowledge is used as a weapon, it is not necessarily inferior to mana."

I sneered: "Do you still want to fight ancient weapons with high technology?"

Nezha said: "It's a pity that I still don't understand it very well. I have to study hard this afternoon!"

……

Nezha seemed to have spent the afternoon class in a state of ignorance. When he returned home at night, his face was full of puzzlement, and he muttered to himself: "I know what the teachers are saying, but I just don't understand what it means."

I smiled and said, "It's the same as I was back then."

Nezha said depressedly: "If this is the case, I might as well go back and continue fighting."

While talking, someone rang the doorbell, and before I opened the door to see who it was, Zhao Qianqian stepped in with a stride, holding a large stack of books in her hands.

"You are?" I asked curiously.

Zhao Qianqian turned her head to me angrily and said, "What's the matter with your cousin? What did he do before?"

I said cautiously: "What's wrong?"

Zhao Qianqian said: "Do you know that he spent the whole day asking questions and knowing nothing, and Gao stared and said that he was poor, so let me tutor him." Zhao Qianqian stared at me and said, "Gao Staring at you, does he really consider you his son-in-law now?"

I said happily, "Do you regret it?"

Zhao Qianqian couldn't help asking me: "Is her daughter so ugly that no one wants that?"

"Hey, it's really not, at least it's a 7-point girl."

"Then you've earned it, I'm miserable."

I patted her on the shoulder and said, "Believe me, I also made a sacrifice, and no matter what you do for me, it won't make up for it!"

"What do you mean?"

"I tell you can you keep a secret for me?"

"can!"

"Gao stares at her daughter who doesn't like men. She is gay. We pretend to be dating now to lie to her mother."

"Really?" Zhao Qianqian's eyes widened.

"It's rotten in your stomach, just pretend you've never heard of it!"

Zhao Qianqian was speechless for a while, and finally said: "I'm a bit pitiful and staring at Gao Gao now." She sighed, "Xiaoqiang, that's really hard work for you!"

"As soon as you enter the second year of high school, you should quickly transfer to the science class. I don't think I can last long."

Zhao Qianqian glanced at Nezha and said, "You can hang out with me when the time comes, or you will be eaten by Gao Guangyan!"

Nezha asked confused: "Transfer?"

Zhao Qianqian put all the books she brought on the table and said, "Stop talking so much, I'll start helping you with tutoring. You didn't study well in junior high school, did you?"

Nezha continued to ask in a daze, "Junior high school?"

"Okay, okay, let's hurry up and start with algebra." Zhao Qianqian asked Nezha, "Do you know how to solve linear equations in ternary?"

"Three yuan? Once? Equation system (required by the plot, it's really not filled with question marks)?"

"My God, you don't even know this, do you? What about binary linear equations?"

"Dual? Once?"

I whispered on the side: "It's just a chicken and a rabbit in the same cage."

Nezha shook his head: "Not too much."

Zhao Qianqian simply threw the math book aside, and asked again: "What about physics? You should know gravitation, leverage, and the law of left and right hands, right?"

Nezha started scratching his head...

Zhao Qianqian picked up another English book: "How about your vocabulary, can you spell bananas and apples?"

Nezha scratched his head +1.

Zhao Qianqian buried her head in the book: "Did you go to school before?" She asked me loudly, "Xiaoqiang, is your cousin Tarzan the ape?"

Nezha whispered: "If I don't know how, you can teach me. I learned very quickly. Back then, my master Taiyi really..." I coughed, and Nezha stopped knowingly.

Zhao Qianqian muttered: "I know you are poor. I only take textbooks from junior high school. Let Xiaoqiang help you make up for the elementary school stuff. Today we will learn basic physics first." Zhao Qianqian glanced at me resentfully. The effect of universal gravitation and force is mutual.

Nezha listened for a while and suddenly enlightened: "No wonder I couldn't fly before, it turned out to be the gravitational force. In other words, the biggest function of the hot wheel is to counteract the gravitational force..."

Zhao Qianqian patted the top of his head and said, "Don't just think about playing games! Are you still qualified to be distracted?"

Nezha hastily kept silent and continued to listen to Zhao Qianqian's physics enlightenment class.

To say that Zhao Qianqian is not a good teacher, the little girl is quick-witted but quick-tempered and impatient. People like this are often the worst idiots. She is focused on catching up with the progress quickly, and she will briefly explain or skip some parts, while Nezha is almost an ancient person, and it is hard to avoid receiving this knowledge, so Zhao Qianqian kept reprimanding him while lecturing: "Why are you so stupid!" "You idiot!"

My heart skips a beat every time she scolds me, Nezha has a bad temper!

Fortunately, Nezha didn't seem unhappy, at most he frowned and asked questions immediately, even if he got a few more "stupid" comments.

After more than an hour, Zhao Qianqian got up and said: "I'm going to eat, you idiot, review what I told you, and ask tomorrow if there is anything you don't understand, and these books will be given to you." home.

I cautiously asked Nezha: "Can you bear it?"

Nezha lowered his head and said, "I have to accept humbly that someone is more capable than me. Back then when my master taught me martial arts, he would scold me dozens of times every day."

I let out a long breath.

Then Nezha said angrily: "But she just learned a few years more than me, and she may not be smarter than me—no, I have to show some skills, and I can't call the little girl to call me an idiot anymore! "

"What do you want to do?"

Nezha Leng Ding turned into three heads and eight arms and said: "I don't believe there are things I can't learn!" He held up physical chemistry and English with six of his hands, and read them intently.

I broke out in sweat and said, "Are you going to cheat?"

Nezha looked at the physical chemistry with two heads still standing still, and the third head put down the English book, and said in confusion: "I can't understand this book no matter what."

I spread my hands and said, "No way, some subjects must be taught by the teacher."

Nezha picked up another ideological and political book and said, "Then I'll look at other things!"

"Uh, the one you took is really useless, just read the new textbook."

"Oh." He changed his language and fell in love with it again.

Nezha is sitting on the sofa, with three heads facing different directions, concentrating on reading a book. No matter how you look at it, it looks like three good friends reviewing their homework under a tree. I am both funny and a little horrified.

I warmed up the boxed lunch from the previous meal and put it on the table, "Let's eat first, and we'll watch after we eat."

Nezha's three heads were still busy, I ran around him in a circle and said frantically, "Which one is free, talk to me?"

Nezha's physical head smiled at me: "Okay."

I handed over the food, and Nezha took it with his free arms and started feeding the physical head.

I thought nervously: "You have three heads and three mouths, which one do you usually use?"

The physics head smiled and said, "It doesn't matter which one you use."

"Yes, this is what you call the same goal by different routes." I looked at his two vacant arms and couldn't help but ask, "It is said that three heads and six arms are just right, why do you have eight arms?"

Nezha said: "Back then, my master used lotus root to make me a body. After making two heads and six arms, there was still lotus root left—"

"so what?"

"So the last two arms were spared by my master."

(End of this chapter)