Under the gaze of everyone.
Hu Yibao gradually walked side by side with Nie Chen.
Walk towards the backyard of the martial arts hall.
Going further and further away.
But there seemed to be no communication between them.
Just entered the backyard of the martial arts hall.
Nie Chen suddenly turned around, looked at Hu Yibao and said.
"Could you tell me about yourself?"
Zhenguo Martial Arts School has obtained a lot of information about Hu Yibao.
Nie Chen also looked at it.
but.
Very strange.
Inside these materials.
There is no mention of Hu Yibao's experience in martial arts.
Nie Chen wanted to know more about Hu Yibao.
Hu Yibao did not refuse the old man's simple request and spoke slowly.
“I’m a post-90s generation.”
"The year I was born, my family was very poor. There was a heavy snowfall. My father said it snowed for three days and three nights without stopping..."
"When I was two years old, my mother said I could count from 1 to 100..."
"Hey! Grandpa, there's a pavilion over there. Let's go sit there..."
"I went to kindergarten when I was four years old. On my first day, I was the only one in the class who didn't cry..."
"I started primary school at the age of five. Yes, at that time, our kindergarten had an entrance exam that only tested Chinese and math. The full score was 100. If you passed all of them, you could go directly to the first grade of primary school. If you failed, you could go to the senior kindergarten class..."
"When I was six..."
“…”
"I still remember that when I was in fifth grade, my deskmate had a crush on the class beauty in the row behind me and even confessed his feelings to her..."
“…”
"When I was in the first year of junior high school, my parents decided to expand their breeding scale. They built ten more pig pens and raised thirty pigs..."
“…”
Nie Chen suddenly waved his hands and said weakly, "Alright, I know everything, stop talking."
"I've only talked about the first year of high school. There are still a few years left, and then I'll finish." Hu Yibao didn't want to give up this rare opportunity to chat.
"It's getting late!" Nie Chen said helplessly.
I really didn't expect it.
Hu Yibao actually introduced his experience in this way.
From birth to high school.
No matter how big or small,
Extremely detailed!
He even pulled himself along during this period.
We went to the pavilion and sat down to talk.
Sitting from day till night...
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