Royal Road Qingtian

  Chapter 12 Kick in the door!

  …

  Hu Ruoyun turned around, and saw Li Changjiang's broken face finally revealed.

  A pair of eyes looked at him speechlessly, as if he was asking himself: "This is the honest, honest, smart, cute, and amazingly persevering good student in your mouth?"

  Hu Ruoyun covered his face.

  I only heard Li Changjiang's meaningful sigh in my ear: "What a talent..."

  Hu Ruoyun snorted, his eyes were not friendly: "You are so yin and yang!"

  Seeing that Zuo Xiaoduo's back had disappeared, Li Changjiang suddenly remembered something, his whole body trembled, and he frowned and said: "No... No, I seem to have overlooked one thing."

  Hu Ruoyun was speechless and asked, "What's wrong?"

  Li Changjiang frowned, recalled it quickly in his mind, and finally a flash of understanding flashed in his eyes, and then the shock in his heart was hard to conceal, and it was beyond words.

   murmured: "Is it... at the beginning... when Zuo Xiaoduo said the money for the first time? Did he say... Anyway, I came to test... Is there such a sentence?"

  Hu Ruoyun also came to his senses in horror: "Yes! Yes! There is such a sentence! It's ridiculous that I didn't realize it was wrong at the time..."

  The two looked at each other, seeing the shock in each other's eyes.

Li Changjiang said in a deep voice: "It is normal for him to remember what he experienced after he came out. But entering this illusion is an instinct illusion. It is impossible to enter with a clear mind and complete memory. In the instinct illusion, there is only one person left. Instinctive reaction, that's why there are three touches and five comments, because this is a natural reaction of human beings."

   "But Zuo Xiaoduo obviously remembers."

  Hu Ruoyun also became serious: "So..."

Li Changjiang stretched out his hand to grab the phone on the table, and his expression was a little surprised: "This matter must be reported. If Zuo Xiaoduo really has the ability to resist instinctive illusions, then his mental power has reached a level beyond that of normal warriors. That’s quality talent.”

"Don't!"

  Hu Ruoyun pressed Li Changjiang's hand, and hurriedly asked: "Except for you, the principal, who else can see Zuo Xiaoduo's trial?"

  Li Changjiang froze for a moment, and said, "Only I have this authority in this school."

  Hu Ruoyun's eyes sparkled: "Does that mean no one else can see it except you?"

   "Yes." Li Changjiang was puzzled: "What do you want to say?"

   "This matter must not be reported!"

  Hu Ruoyun held Li Changjiang's mobile phone in his hand, and said: "Reporting will only increase Xiaoduo's chances of exposure... If it is really a high-quality talent in mental power, one more person who knows will only increase the risk!"

  Li Changjiang hesitated and said: "If Xiaoduo has this genius record, even if he crosses the thorny road in the future, he will think more about it if he is evaluated by the higher-ups. It is still beneficial."

   "No! After he grows to that point naturally, you report this matter again, and the result will be the same."

  Hu Ruoyun was unyielding: "And once the genius record is leaked, it will expose Xiao Duoduo to countless risks. The possibility of premature death is too great! I can't let my students take this kind of risk!"

  Li Changjiang frowned: "You don't trust...?"

  Hu Ruoyun refused to budge: "Can you trust me?"

   Li Changjiang was defeated by his wife's eyes, and said, "Okay."

  Hu Ruoyun aggressively asked: "What's good?"

  Li Changjiang said dejectedly: "It's better not to report."

  Hu Ruoyun snorted and walked out lightly.

   "You are wise!"

  Li Changjiang watched Hu Ruoyun go out for a long time, his face cloudy and uncertain, remembering Zuo Xiaoduo's approaching action, he couldn't help snorting, seeing that he was the only one left in the big office, his expression immediately relaxed.

  Walking to the window, I saw that Hu Ruoyun had trotted away all the way. Only then did I really feel that the pressure had completely disappeared, and I felt relaxed. He took a breath, then jumped high with a pop, and twisted his buttocks.

   "Yeah!"

  …

after lunch.

  Samurai Class Nine.

  Hu Ruoyun brought Zuo Xiaoduo to report.

  The door is over there.

  The teacher inside did not come out to greet, and there was no handover process.

  The way of the warrior, the door of the warrior, you have to go and push it by yourself.

At a distance of seven or eight meters from the door, Hu Ruoyun stopped, turned her head, looked at Zuo Xiaoduo beside her, and showed a loving smile: "Xiaoduo, go, go and walk your way, go and push away, it belongs to you!" The Warrior's Gate!"

  Her eye circles are already a little red.

  Looking at Zuo Xiaoduo's still immature face, Hu Ruoyun felt that the chick he had raised was about to fly away, far away from his reluctance.

   But she can't stop it.

  She knew how Zuo Xiaoduo was looking forward to this day.

  Zuo Xiaoduo was silent for a moment, then said, "Yes."

  He turned around and walked towards the door step by step.

Hu Ruoyun just stayed where she was, watching Zuo Xiaoduo's back step by step, and finally said in a trembling voice: "Xiaoduo, no matter how much suffering and suffering, you must definitely jump over the dragon gate before you are twenty years old." ah!"

   Zuo Xiaoduo didn't stop walking forward, as if he didn't hear it.

   After ten steps, he was already standing in front of the door.

  He paused for a while, turned around suddenly, rushed to Hu Ruoyun's side like flying, and hugged her, just like embracing a mother who was saying goodbye to him, with his head on Hu Ruoyun's shoulder, and he didn't speak for a long, long time.

  Hu Ruoyun smiled gratifiedly, and patted Zuo Xiaoduo on the shoulder: "Go, you kid, you're still in the same school, it's not like we won't see each other again."

  Although he said so, he was already a little bit choked up.

   It seemed as if time was turning back in his eyes, Zuo Xiaoduo's various efforts in the past six years flashed before his eyes.

  After a while, Zuo Xiaoduo finally raised his head and said seriously, "Mr. Hu, thank you!"

  He took two steps back and bowed deeply: "Students will never forget you, Mr. Hu, in this life. Take care of yourself!"

  Hu Ruoyun took a deep breath, smiled hard, nodded, and said nothing.

  Zuo Xiaoduo turned around and left, walked step by step to the door of Class Nine, never turning back.

Hu Ruoyun's eyes were blurred with tears, and his heart was full of reluctance. Looking at Zuo Xiaoduo's back, he suddenly felt something was wrong, but he didn't have any specific cognition. The only thought was that Xiaoduo actually wore a pair of clothes today Vintage robes.

  This robe? ...somewhat like a Taoist robe?

  Hu Ruoyun was a little confused.

   Zuo Xiaoduo... What is this going to do? A new class report, actually wearing a Taoist robe?

  …

   Inside the Class Nine of Samurai.

  The head teacher Qin Fangyang with a resolute face explained the theory of martial arts as if nothing had happened, and showed students a certain martial arts move from time to time; it seemed that he didn't expect the arrival of the two unexpectedly.

  However, the samurai students sitting on the futons below all seemed a little absent-minded.

  Today, a transfer student is coming. It is not a secret at all, and it is not a rare thing. What everyone is really interested in and looking forward to is, what kind of virtue is this guy who is known as the number one warrior in No. 2 Middle School.

   After all, it is really rare to see people who repeat five years in the martial arts stage.

  If you add the regular school year, it will be six years!

   What kind of guy can't break out of the Samurai for six years?

  After practicing for six full years and still refusing to give up, he suddenly made a breakthrough!

  Thirty-five young warriors from Class Nine were quite curious about this upcoming classmate. Including two students from Zuo Xiaoduo's former martial arts class.

   Only Qin Fangyang, the experienced class teacher, was completely unmoved. After all, he had sent away too many samurai students over the years, and he had already become accustomed to coming and going.

  The road to practice is difficult, the road ahead is bumpy, and the qualifications of practitioners are obviously different, and the level of effort is also the same. Although it is rare for Mr. Qin to see a person who has been a martial artist for six years, he is not the first to see it, and—

   "As a class teacher, you can't have feelings for students!"

  This is Qin Fangyang's motto. He has been a step-by-step professor for many years. After teaching carefully and meticulously, he will leave immediately.

   What do the rest have to do with me? !

   This is, there is a knock on the door suddenly.

   dong dong.

  Qin Fangyang turned his head and glanced indifferently, ignored it, and continued to lecture.

  However, the remaining thirty-five pairs of eyes looked at the door in unison.

Qin Fangyang sneered coldly: "What are you looking at? It's just a new transfer student, what's there to see? The warrior's door still needs to be knocked? If he doesn't come in by himself, he will get out! If you don't listen to the class, you can choose to get out! "

  All the students fell silent for a moment, all of them averted their eyes and sat in meditation.

  All the students are in awe of this strict class teacher from the bottom of their hearts.

  Qin Fangyang said indifferently: "The door of a warrior must be pushed open, smashed open, or kicked open, even if it is a **** battle, it must be opened, but if you don't even have the courage to open it yourself, there is no hope for life."

  His voice is not small.

  The students in the classroom heard it, and the transfer students at the door should have heard it too.

   It seems that these words are specifically for the people outside the door.

  As Teacher Qin's voice stopped, the knocking on the door stopped.

  Qin Fangyang's face remained unchanged, and he continued to give lectures.

Sudden!

  Boom!

   One bang!

  The classroom door was no longer intact with a bang, the entire wooden door was kicked and flew in directly, falling apart in a state of falling dust, and the dust splashed everywhere!

  All the students exclaimed when they saw this.

  Even Qin Fangyang frowned.

  This student is a bit domineering.

  I'm just talking, just as an example, you really kicked!

  ...

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  (end of this chapter)