Chapter 35 This is my wool
Will it delay my studies?
Yang Zheng was almost lifted up when he came down from the ring.
Ordinary students couldn't get through, but martial arts students were arranged to have observation seats, which is a benefit available in every school. At this time, these students rushed over.
Originally Yang Zheng was mediocre, but suddenly he became popular, which inevitably made him a source of jealousy.
But Yang Zheng had saved the lives of many of them, and after spending more than ten days together, everyone knew that being jealous of him was pointless.
This person's way of thinking is completely different from that of ordinary people.
What's more, no matter how good Yang Zheng is, there is always one thing she is not good at - mathematics. She is really the worst student among them, but she can still feel superior to her in this aspect.
So at this moment, everyone was very happy and excited.
Of course, there is an exception, and that is Liu Kai.
At this moment, he was sitting there, his head not lowered, but his eyes were looking at the floor.
Yang Zheng was being carried up high, looking down from above as he witnessed this scene. He sighed inwardly, thinking, "As expected, the revolution hasn't succeeded yet. The child needs to be beaten again!"
No. 15 Middle School had a lot of fun for a while, but it ended at the urging of Coach Liu. Principal Zhang was so excited that he wanted to pay for everyone's meal out of his own pocket, but was dissuaded by Coach Liu.
The children have been staying at the Public Security Bureau for more than ten days. It is time for them to go back and spend more time with their families. Liu Kai and Liu Xuan are both injured and need treatment.
Although this injury can be easily healed with the help of tendon ointment, it still needs immediate treatment, otherwise there is a high possibility that he will not be able to make it to the next game.
Besides, if they really want to celebrate, they can wait until they qualify from their group!
These words were so inspiring that Principal Zhang couldn't help but hold Coach Liu's hand and said, "Can we really qualify from the group?"
Coach Liu nodded vigorously at him: "I think it's really possible!"
Principal Zhang took his hand and shook it again and again.
He didn't say anything else, but Coach Liu understood what he meant, so he nodded vigorously again.
On the other side, Yang Zheng also reunited with her family, but the Yang couple found it difficult to face their daughter for a while.
The one who just subdued the warrior with one move was their daughter
The one who was liked by so many people just now was their daughter
Of course, what caused the most estrangement between them was Yang Zheng's posture at the moment. Her right hand was still behind her back, and her white Taoist robe was not stained with a speck of dust. She stood tall and graceful, and with the afterglow of her previous victory, the Yang couple hesitated.
Yang Zheng looked at them and tilted his head: "I feel homesick when I'm close to home."
Zhang Jinhui smacked her on the head: "What nonsense!"
Yang Zheng touched his head and sighed softly to her. Yang Mang immediately felt it and said, "Sister, are you a warrior?"
The Yang couple also stared at her with wide eyes. Yang Zheng smiled slightly: "Warrior is just a title, it doesn't really mean anything... I'm not one yet."
Zhang Jinhui wanted to hit her on the head again.
Yang Zheng was about to say something when she suddenly caught sight of someone out of the corner of her eye. She immediately turned around and said, "Wu Ning!"
"Yang, Yang Zheng..." Wu Ning, who didn't realize that she would see him, was a little at a loss for a moment.
Yang Zheng came up and hugged her: "I'm glad to see you!"
…
Before she reached home, Wu Ning heard shouting and cursing inside, as well as her brother's sharp screams. She lowered her eyes, took a deep breath, and then slowly walked inside.
There was a strong smell of urine in the flooded yard.
Her grandmother was stuffing rice into her brother's mouth, but he didn't want to eat, so he ran around the yard. Her grandmother chased him with difficulty, saying, "Your sister will be back soon. If you don't eat now, she will eat it all."
Hearing this, her brother finally stopped for a moment, but when he looked up, he saw her, then pointed at her and screamed. The scream was different from usual, with a shrill tone.
Her grandmother looked up and saw her, a look of disgust flashed across her face: "Where have you been? You're not at home on the weekend. Where have you been?"
“…There’s an event at school.”
"What kind of activities can your school have?"
Wu Ning hung her head and said nothing. Her grandmother pressed the bowl into her hands and said, "Feed your brother. There will be his diaper and change of clothes later."
Wu Ning took the bowl. When her brother saw her, he howled even louder. She glanced at her brother, then picked up the spoon and put a mouthful of food into her mouth. Her brother was startled and then rushed over.
The little boy was only about three or four years old, and his speech was not very good, but he was very strong. He rushed over without slowing down at all and bumped into her.
Wu Ning staggered and almost fell down after being bumped by him, but she didn't say anything. She just scooped another big spoonful of rice and stuffed it into her mouth.
The little boy opened his mouth to howl again. Wu Ning scooped a spoonful and put it to his mouth. The little boy looked at her in a daze. Seeing that she was about to take it away again, he quickly bit it.
…
After all, it is a martial arts competition for teenagers. Although it has attracted global attention, at this stage, the schedule is still on weekends.
So on Monday, they still have to go to school, and practice martial arts after class.
But now no one dares to stay on the playground of No. 15 Middle School, and No. 15 Middle School no longer dares to hold classes at night.
If it were another school with better conditions, it would not be difficult to open a martial arts school outside, but it is really difficult here in No. 15 Middle School.
Principal Zhang wanted to burn his boats, but Coach Liu stopped him: "Money must be spent wisely!"
Principal Zhang looked at him, and Coach Liu nodded at him, "Let them practice during the day! Just the five of them... We'll talk about the others later."
After a while, if they have achievements, it goes without saying;
After a while, if they don’t have good grades, the school may be gone.
Everyone knows this truth, and several main subject teachers have no objection. In fact, people like the Liu siblings, Chang Bin and another substitute Zhao Mingxi all have a way out - Zhao Mingxi also entered the heretic space last time, and based on his current grades, he can be guaranteed a place in Biandong University, so their parents have no objection.
The one who had an opinion was Yang Zheng. Actually, she didn't have an opinion. She was mainly worried: "Will this affect my studies?"
…
After all, the children would be suspended from school during the day, so the class teacher and parents had to be invited to the school. Principal Zhang took out his collection of tea and coffee, and when everyone was chatting most heatedly, Yang Zheng said this.
Immediately, the gazes of Old Man Zhang and the Yang couple turned to her.
Coach Liu's mouth twitched - the Liu brothers and sisters had already told him about Yang Zheng's great achievements.
Principal Zhang was the only one who wasn't too clear about this. He was a little confused. Wasn't Yang Zheng from Class 7? Was there any student in Class 7 who was so dedicated to studying?
Even though he couldn't figure it out, he couldn't discourage students' eagerness to learn. So, he hesitated for a moment, "This is indeed a problem... I'll mobilize the other teachers and ask them to find time to make up for the classes you missed. Don't worry, I'll find the best teachers for each subject."
Yang Zheng was relieved, but when he looked up, he saw that Old Man Zhang had a troubled expression. He was moved and said, "Well, I can't say anything else, but I think the best math teacher in our school is Teacher Zhang."
Old man Zhang stiffened, and Principal Zhang immediately laughed: "Okay, then Teacher Zhang will tutor you in math!"
He said, patting Teacher Zhang on the shoulder: "Teacher Zhang, the students really like you very much."
Teacher Zhang tried very hard to curl up the corners of his mouth. Is he happy? He should be happy.
Although the conversations were conducted in groups and the parents of other students were not present, Yang Zheng also recognized him in front of his own parents and the principal.
But why, he couldn't help but feel a sense of desolation?
At this moment, he suddenly thought of Jing Ke. By the Yishui River, the weather was cold, the grass was withered and the leaves were yellow, and this peerless swordsman left without hesitation.
This trip is to establish something, not to achieve merit;
This trip is to make history remember it.
But this time, I will die, my body will be destroyed, and my body will be destroyed...
Teacher Zhang shook his head subconsciously, what was he thinking?
Well, no matter what, in the end Yang Zheng and the other four decided on a strategy of practicing during the day and going home at night.
Among them, the Liu brothers and sisters were injured, so Coach Liu focused on explaining the methods and techniques to them.
The others practiced according to their personal characteristics.
Chang Bin's strength was his speed, so he should have trained for it. However, his strength had already reached the level of a warrior, and if his other abilities couldn't keep up, training for strength wouldn't yield significant improvement.
Zhao Mingxi practiced agility.
Yang Zheng was training speed and agility together. Coach Liu wanted her to practice each one individually, but she shook her head and said, "We don't have much time left. Coach, do you know what determines the capacity of a barrel?"
Coach Liu gestured back and forth with his hands. If someone else had asked, he would have said big or small, but Yang Zheng asked this question...
"What"
Yang Zheng didn't reply immediately. Coach Liu saw that one of her hands was close to her chest and said carefully, "Heart"
"The shortest piece." Yang Zheng said, looking at him puzzledly. "Coach, what does the capacity of a barrel have to do with one's heart?"
I don’t know what the connection is, Coach Liu thought to himself, but who knows what the connection is with your quantum mechanics?
Well, Coach Liu was wrong this time. This time, it really has nothing to do with quantum mechanics... at least not directly.
If there is enough time, Yang Zheng would like to build strength.
Strength, speed, agility, no matter which one is lacking, a warrior cannot break through. Her strength is the weakest, so she should pay more attention.
But unless she adds some, how can her strength grow so fast?
In fact, even if you add it, it may not be able to be added.
One hundred points of excitement can only be exchanged for 0.1 point!
They won 33 games last time, and even with such a big change in quantum physics, she only gained more than 200 Qi points. How could she get more than 200 Qi points when there was no competition?
What's more, we have to add mental strength.
Because of this, every time she saw Wu Ning, she was very entangled. When this girl came, she would be very excited, but would this affect her studies?
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