The next day.

Ping'an Town, Bai Family Mansion.

"Brother, this is the tutor I invited for you, Professor Wu."

Bai Shaofeng pointed to a half-bald man wearing a pair of black-framed glasses, wearing a robe, slightly hunched back, and dressed in an old pedant.

"He is a retired professor from Jinying City. He taught at a famous Jinnan City school back then. It is definitely more than enough to tutor your homework!"

Bai Shaofeng pulled Bai Xiaocong over the somewhat impatient Bai Xiaocong and pushed him in front of the old man.

Mr. Bai was even more scared because the words "retired professor" and "famous university" made him feel that Professor Wu was too big.

"Professor Wu, although the dog son said he wanted to hire a tutor, it's a bit...

He was naturally a little hesitant.

"Don't mind!" But Professor Wu didn't mind and raised his hand to interrupt.

"Shaofeng is a good boy. In addition, I happened to have something to do in Jingui City recently. How could he not come if he called me..." Professor Wu said without caring.

After saying that, he looked at Bai Xiaocong with a pair of slightly cloudy eyes, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"It's this kid. Don't worry, if I help him with tutoring, it's almost certain to win the college entrance examination!"

He said word by word in an extremely slow tone.

This made Bai Xiaocong very unhappy because his elder brother not only found a tutor for himself, but also such an old man.

This old man is obviously a serious old scholar, the type he is most unhappy.

I guess the teaching is rigid, and I have been feeling uncomfortable recently.

Bai Xiaocong swore in his heart that if he had the chance, he would drive away the old man named Wu.

But the latter just smiled slightly and didn't care. Even when no one noticed it, a light flashed in his turbid eyes.

"Since that's the case, I'll thank Professor Wu. No matter whether Xiaocong passes the exam or not, I will thank you very much!" Mr. Bai immediately said happily.

"No, no, I am a cultural person, and I talk about money very cheesy."

Professor Wu immediately waved his hand and said perfunctorily, but did not completely refuse. Instead, he opened his five fingers and counted money with his other hand.

"But if you want to be honest, just give this number. If you have more, you will lose your identity..."

"I understand, I understand, Professor Wu is a cultural person, and the less he gives, he loses his identity!"

Mr. Bai understood and laughed and echoed.

"Abiao, make arrangements for Professor Wu, you must satisfy him and must not neglect him!"

Then Mr. Bai immediately called his capable subordinate A Biao, who politely led Professor Wu down without any negligence.

When Bai Xiaocong next to him saw it, his eyes became even more contempt.

But he was about to go to school, and he didn't care about what was going on at home, so he just pushed the door open and left.

Everyone in the room didn't care at all, but continued to chat.

"Shaofeng, I didn't expect you to know someone like Professor Wu, I don't even know!" Mr. Bai looked at his eldest son with a look of relief.

"Dad, that's because you haven't left Ping'an Town. This place is a small place after all. Don't you want to go out and see more of the world?"

Bai Shaofeng turned his head and looked at the gate, pointing out something.

"Hey——" Mr. Bai sighed, and then said helplessly: "Dad is old, and he wants to protect his own acre of three-point land. It's not like you are still young, so you can go out and have a chance."

"Okay, I'm relieved about Xiaocong's affairs. If you're fine recently, go back to school early. There's no worries at home."

After saying that, Mr. Bai walked towards the study next to the hall. It was time for him to read the newspaper later.

"So you are old and useless, and your horizons are so narrower!"

Bai Shaofeng looked at his father, who was slightly staggering, and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"When I find the secret you have hidden over the years, you should be enjoying your old age!"

Bai Shaofeng also left the mansion, but walked out.

...

Ping'an Town High School.

Principal's Office.

Today, a guest was welcomed in the principal's room.

When the old principal of Ping'an Town High School saw someone coming, his old face was filled with laughter.

"Isn't this Xiao Zhang? What kind of wind is blowing today? It actually blows you!"

The old principal looked at Zhang Yanxi and smiled, his wrinkled face was about to twist into a flower.

Zhang Yan looked at the honor wall inside the principal's room. The photo of him graduating back then was still hanging in the center.

That was the moment when he received the admission letter from Jin Nan Wu University. The young man in the photo showed his big white teeth and smiled particularly brightly. The teachers next to him were also smiling happily.

Seeing the photo, Zhang Yan unconsciously smiled.

Because that moment can be said to be the second happy time in his life.

As for the first time, it was when Jinnan Martial Arts broke through the Warrior level.

That day, he ran around the school for more than ten laps because of excitement. Finally, he was so tired that he lay at the school gate and smiled foolishly. He was scolded by the teacher and went to the playground to be punished to stand.

"Xiao Zhang, I heard that you have joined the Warriors Association. Is it a mission to come back this time?"

After all, the old principal is so old that he is very knowledgeable and can guess the causes and consequences at once.

"What the principal said is, but I cannot disclose the specific tasks!" Zhang Yan nodded.

"I understand, understand!" The old principal understood, but it was a little regretful.

"I originally saw you come back and wanted you to have a mobilization meeting for our school, but now you are carrying out the task, and the plan seems to be cancelled."

After hearing this, Zhang Yan felt embarrassed because he was not the one who could go on stage to mobilize speeches to hundreds of juniors.

It should be said that most martial artists do not pay attention to red tape after practicing martial arts.

Some warriors have become much more withdrawn because of their martial arts practice; it is really difficult for them to give speeches.

"By the way, Principal, I want to ask you about someone, don't you know or not?"

Seeing that the old principal was about to speak, Zhang Yan stopped immediately and explained his purpose.

"Who is it?"

"He is a student from the school, his name is Lei Yi."

"Lei Yi?"

The old principal frowned and scratched his slightly gray hair. He couldn't remember this person for a moment.

Zhang Yan understood this, after all, there are hundreds of students in each class every year, and it is impossible for the old principal to remember them all.

If I hadn't been admitted to Jinnan Wuhan University, the old principal might not have been able to remember him.

"It's your senior high school student in your school. Widow Chen calls him Ergou. Do you have any impression?"

"Oh, you said Ergou, I remember that he is a transfer student in our school. I arranged to join the third and fifth grade class of high school, so that Liu Chunlan could take him!"

Hearing Lei Yi's nickname, the old principal immediately realized that he still remembered the transfer of class just over a year ago.

"Transfer student?" Zhang Yan noticed the abnormality, which shows that Lei Yi is not a student of the school.

"Well, when it comes to these Ergou, that's awful! His academic performance cannot keep up with the average progress, probably because of the sequelae of the attack on the strange beast. Since he was arranged in our school, he has been at peace..."

The old principal began to talk big and talked about Lei Yi's situation.

After hearing this, Zhang Yan fell into deep thought because there were some places where Lei Yi’s identity could not be verified.

But the situation became even more complicated when the village where the other party lived was destroyed and destroyed by a strange beast.

"What kind of family can cultivate a warrior from childhood?"

Zhang Yan was puzzled. Could it be that there were some warriors who were willing to live in seclusion in that village.

"By the way, old principal, do you know that Mr. Bai from our town, I heard some rumors that he was with a Western woman back then. Is this true?"

Zhang Yan suppressed his curiosity about Lei Yi's information and turned to ask about Mr. Bai.

"Where did you hear this?"

The old principal frowned and his tone changed.

Seeing this, Zhang Yan felt as if he had asked the right person.

"Don't mention this matter again. After all, it's someone else's family's misfortune, so don't make it public."

The old principal did not intend to tell Zhang Yan, and reminded him: "I don't like to talk about other people's teachers behind my back. You shouldn't ask about this. I don't think the Warriors Association will care about an old thing."

Zhang Yan could only nod, but he would not investigate himself next, and it was not something that the old principal could control.

...
To be continued...