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Chapter 47: The helplessness of ancient martial arts masters on campus

These are all routines...

Hao Qi thought so in his heart, but on the surface he still maintained his unknown appearance with no understanding of the surroundings... Well, he really had no understanding of the surroundings. These memories belonged to Tian Xiang, the original owner of the body, rather than to him...

After returning to Tian Xiang's home from the hospital, Hao Qi stayed at home for three days, including a Friday, followed by Saturday and Sunday on weekends, and then he was taken to the school by Tian Xiang's parents... That's right, it's the school!

Tian Xiang’s parents’ meaning is very clear. One is that the doctor said he wanted to have a lot of contact with the scenes and characters he had lived in before. Secondly, it is the second half of his second year of high school. Then the third year of high school is about to start, and then the college entrance examination is the thing that determines his life. It is like a broken hand, something like becoming a vegetative person, something seriously injured and dying before, and things like that are all small things. The real important thing is the college entrance examination. He has poor grades and has been delayed these days. In addition, he has lost his memory. If he doesn’t catch up, his life will be over...

This is really...

Ten thousand grass horses ran past in Hao Qi's heart, and the long forgotten memories kept coming out of his mind, such as the college entrance examination, the sprint before the college entrance examination, the good life will be a good life, and the moment that determines the fate of life... In fact, even if it is not ****, these words are basically equivalent to nonsense!

It seems that as long as you successfully get into college in the college entrance examination, you will have a job in the future, and it is also a job that is easy to get close to home and counting money to get cramps in your hands, but how is this possible?

Hao Qi really wanted to complain in his heart. His child was in a car accident and almost became a vegetative person. He still had a comminuted fracture of his arms. There was no way to go back home from the hospital. The family had no money to continue hospitalization. However, after three days, two of which were the original rest days on Saturdays and Sundays, he rushed his child to school for the sake of the college entrance examination. This was simply a fatal one.

Moreover, in Hao Qi's impression, all the older Chinese parents seem to have the same attitude, that is, the idea of ​​"You can endure it again, even if you are sick and tired during this period, you will be fine as long as you get into college"...

But Hao Qi really couldn't refuse because he was playing an amnesia-lost child now. He didn't know everything about this child, including his daily behavior, daily thoughts, daily personality, etc., and he said it too much. God knows that this child is a good student, a superficial good student, or an otaku or a rebellious boy. He was afraid that it would arouse suspicion from Tian Xiang's parents, especially since his current strength has dropped too much compared to the Seven Seas era. Now he can't stop it, and he can't avoid sniper firearms, let alone missiles, etc. If the government of this era knows his existence, he will become a guinea pig.

So in the end, I had no choice. On Monday, the third day after he was discharged from the hospital, he followed Tian Xiang's parents to the third class of the second grade of the high school where he was studying.

Then there were a lot of high school students, looking at Hao Qi wearing plaster with various expressions... To be precise, Hao Qi was attached to Harada Xiang's body, some were winking, some were surprised and exaggerated, some were contemptuous and ridiculed, and some were sneering at Hao Qi. Hao Qi felt very keen. He found that at least half of them were malicious towards him, and he understood what this meant. It seemed that... Tian Xiang was doing a bad job in school. His short figure was only 1.6 meters at most, and his body was thin. He was not a fight at first glance. He thought about what his parents said was not good. As for his appearance, Hao Qi looked in the mirror and belonged to the ordinary type. Such a boy would probably not be able to make a fortune in school unless his personality was favorable, whether it was flattering or fighting, if not...

Hao Qi is a person who has experienced high school. Of course he knows that campus violence is actually very common, and it can even be said to be very exaggerated. Only the older generation, that is, those people before the 1980s, were blindfolded with their eyes and ears, and took it for granted that the school is a garden of goodness and beauty, but in fact, the school is a more naked world of fame and fortune than the adult world.

Those with good grades, rich, handsome and beautiful at home, or those who dare to fight fiercely, know a few gangsters outside the school, and some have some relationship with teachers. These people are the most enjoyable in school, and children are actually the most realistic creatures, because they have not experienced the beautification of the adult world with a layer of rules. In high school and below grades, this is the most naked world of expressing violence and all flattery!

And as far as Hao Qi knows, starting from junior high school, and even in some places, there are always one or two or even two or three cowards in the class who are bullied by the whole class, including men and women, most of them. Although when asked why these children bully them, the answers are always mostly wrong with these cowards, but in fact this is just a herd mentality. Because children don’t want to be such a person themselves, they have to bully such people. If they bully them, they can be regarded as their own people as those on the top, and then bullied them once or twice, over time it becomes a habit. As for why they bully them...that is the fault of these bullies, such as they are dirty, such as their bad habits, and such as their thieves. In short, the reasons can always be found.

Now it seems that Tian Xiang is playing such a role in the class...

Hao Qi sighed a little in his heart. He really wanted to yell. I am here to save the world and partners. The American time there is nonsense with you, but on the one hand, it is a problem of strength, on the other hand, he has not thought about how to make a fortune, and he is worried that he will be exposed to attract the power of the government... In short, he had to follow the eyes of parents, teachers, and those students and walk to his seat to do it. Then he immediately found that his desk drawer was full of rubbish of broken paper, which made him sigh again.

Well, since I have occupied your body, then do something for you. I will do your parents' affairs. Now I will solve your own affairs first...

It was okay when I was in the first and second class. It seemed that this middle-aged woman, who was more Chinese, was the class teacher, and the discipline in the class was good, but in the third class, she taught mathematics. The teacher was an elderly person in her sixties. He didn't care about the discipline in the class, so he read the script there, and then kept writing formulas on the blackboard. Some people in the class were talking, some people looking at their phones, and even those who were making noises, and more people who threw notes at each other...

Hao Qi was sitting there and silently circulating Zhou Tian, ​​who was running Yijin Jing. He also saw that the girl sitting next to him seemed to have a disgust expression from the moment he arrived at school, and even the seat he was sitting was deliberately tilted away from him. That was all, at this time, a boy sitting in front of him looked about 1.7 meters tall, with a flat head shaved, and his face was a bit fierce. At the beginning of this class, he played with the girl next to him, and from time to time rubbed a ball of paper and threw it on Hao Qi's forehead.

There were two groups of people, and when Hao Qi didn't respond, he and the girl were laughing louder, and people around seemed to have noticed this place. As for the teacher in the class, they turned a blind eye and were still writing the blackboard. Suddenly, the paper ball turned into an eraser. The boy threw it on Hao Qi's face, and at the same time raised his mouth to Hao Qi, signaling him to pick it up.

Hao Qi suddenly laughed, and then he stood up and said, "Teacher, I had an amnesia before, so I don't know what is right, what is wrong, discipline, what is right, what is right, what is wrong, what is right, what is wrong, what is sorry."

The teacher turned around and looked at him blankly. The students around him were stunned. Then the whole class burst into laughter. Hao Qi also smiled. Then he hooked his feet and hooked the chair he was sitting on and rotated it slightly. Then he kicked the chair with the soles of his feet. With a crisp sound, the chair directly hit the boy's face. Although the power was not huge, it was not comparable to the original strength of Tian Xiang. This kick directly hit the boy on the desk, and then he overturned the whole person to the ground. He was bleeding from his nose for a while. Although the person did not faint, he was also confused for a while and had no idea what had happened.

Everyone around was shocked, and Hao Qi ignored it and walked directly to the person's desk, smiled at the person lying on the ground, hooked up with a chair and sat back at his desk, as if nothing had happened just now...

I really make me show off, I always accompany me...

For some reason, Hao Qi thought of this sentence in his mind.
Chapter completed!
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