In the living room, only Han Dong and his father Han Wenzhi were left. As for his mother Chen Shu, he carried Xiao Qian back to the bedroom.

Slurry.

Han Dong took a sip of kelp rib soup and whispered: "Dad, I want to take the weekend to think about what major to choose in the future. It is best to see these historical things with your own eyes, such as things like ancient coins."

"oh?"

Han Wenzhi narrowed his eyes, held the water cup, and pondered for a moment. He thought his son was just a sudden idea, but obviously his son already had his own ideas.

This is a good thing.

Han Wenzhi was a little relieved and chuckled, "Xiaodong, you Uncle Zhang knows it? It's Uncle Zhang Luoyu. He likes to collect some antiques. I'll ask him tomorrow."

"real!"

Han Dong's eyes lit up, but he didn't expect it to be so simple!

"Hey, he just likes to collect these things," Han Wenzhi waved his hand and looked at his son: "I will tell him tomorrow, you want to take a look and open your eyes. Your Uncle Zhang is a good person, probably no problem. You can just take a taxi by yourself at that time."

"good!"

Han Dong took a sip of the soup and replied vaguely.

Han Wenzhi continued to laugh and said, "My son has grown up and has his own ideas. After the college entrance examination, you should hurry up and take the driver's license..."

"Okay."

"Although our family is not rich, it can afford college and a house. You can study with peace of mind and must get good grades. Don't study too late, take a break early and pay attention to your health."

Han Wenzhi reminded.

Then he returned to the bedroom tiredly. Han Dong watched his father walk into the bedroom, but sighed secretly.

It's really okay to be able to afford college.

With the current housing prices, the family may be able to squeeze out the down payment, but when they graduate from college, it is only four years later... housing prices across China soared, at least more than tripled! The family can't squeeze out the money at all.

Han Dong thought about it for a while, but he was too lazy to think about it anymore.

After graduating from college in his previous life... how to buy a house has become an important problem that plagues the younger generation. Some young people even give up the idea of ​​buying a house and plan to rent a house for the rest of their lives.

"Um."

"I think it's far away." Han Dong said inwardly: "My parents pay so much attention to my academic performance is also a very serious problem. It doesn't matter, but what about the next test? What about the final college entrance examination?"

"You can't make fake college entrance examination results or hide them."

If you really get zero points in the exam and can't go to any university, your parents will definitely be very sad.

This does not conform to Han Dong's original intention.

He wanted to reunite the family of four, but naturally he didn't want to ruin the atmosphere at home because of himself. Han Dong knew in his heart... His father didn't get into college at the beginning, so he attached great importance to his grades, which was equivalent to placing hope and hope.

It is impossible for a college to be a university.

But if he has a grade seven of martial arts, he can get into an ordinary university! This is also the only hope he can seize.

...

The second day, Saturday, there are ninety-seven days left before the college entrance examination.

In the classroom of Class 7, Grade 3.

Han Dong pondered quietly and occasionally touched his left waist. Although it still felt a little painful, it no longer affected his normal activities.

"Oh, Gu Yuanliang." A slightly pretty voice came from the back table: "The copper coins you brought yesterday are really yours..."

Gu Yuanliang hurriedly turned around and showed off proudly.

There are two girls on the back desk of him and Han Dong.

The girl leaning against the inside is Feng Weiqi. She rubbed her head in a daze with a delicate ponytail, revealing half of her delicate forehead, and wearing pure black thin-edged glasses, which had a literary and weak temperament.

The girl who leans against the outside looks pretty, has a bright red lipstick on her lips and light makeup on her face. This is the artist Xu Churan and the source of her pretty voice just now.

Xu Churan blinked her long and slightly curled eyelashes and chuckled, "Where is your copper coin? Can you lend me a chance to play for two days?"

Gu Yuanliang said repeatedly: "I didn't bring it today, why don't I give it to you tomorrow."

"Really." Xu Churan smiled, lifted her long hair, revealing her thrilling and delicate face, but a hint of anxiety flashed through her beautiful eyes.

Gu Yuanliang nodded confidently: "Of course."

Xu Churan smiled pursed her lips, then left the seat with her schoolbag... She is an art student and she doesn't have to go to evening self-study at all.

A scent lingers on the air and then dissipates.

Xu Churan, carrying her schoolbag, left the classroom.

Han Dong, who was sitting in the seat, stopped his distracting thoughts, glanced at Gu Yuanliang, and curled his lips: "Spring has really come... Gu Yuanliang in the estrus period has a special enthusiasm."

Click.

Han Dong shook his head, closed the black carbon pen, and looked at the clock hanging in front of the classroom... At this time, it was approaching the evening self-study time, and after self-study, he could go home from school.

He is looking forward to it.

If the Uncle Zhang, the father knew, really had similar copper coins... Maybe he could suck the gray and white airflow again.

"pity."

"I tried the metal utensils at home last night, but there was no gray-white airflow. Thinking about it, gray-white airflow is always too magical, and it is definitely not the energy contained in ordinary metals." Han Dong secretly guessed and tapped his fingers on the desk.

Dong.

Dongdong.

The more you think, the clearer the plan will be.

His first priority is to find out the gray and white airflow, and then use it to enhance his physical fitness, quickly improve his martial arts level, and finally achieve his short-term goals and long-term goals.

Short-term goal... With the martial arts level above seventh grade, you can be admitted to an ordinary university.

Long-term goal... Rely on a high-level martial arts level, meet advanced martial artists, and find help to block monsters and monsters.

"well."

Han Dong frowned slightly: "If you reach the fifth grade or above martial arts level, you can get into the junior college, or you can get into the junior college in my previous life. But the fifth grade is too high, and I can't be too ambitious."

He was thinking.

Bang!

A light sound!

I saw a boy wearing a blue and white school uniform with a vigorous textured hairstyle patted Gu Yuanliang on the shoulder and laughed: "You guys, okay! I heard that you took out the heirloom yesterday and played with Xu Churan?"

Gu Yuanliang's face looked a little dissatisfied and said huh.

The boy flirted with fluffy and sea, let out an unknown low smile, and casually glanced at Han Dong sitting inside.

He was the end of school on the day Han Dong was reborn... Gao Yang was smoking at the school gate.

kindness?

Gao Yang?

Han Dong looked at Gao Yang who was standing next to Gu Yuanliang, and his eyes flashed a little clear... He spent some time today and barely recognized the students in the class, so that he would not have the embarrassing situation of being familiar but unable to call out his name.

For example, this Gao Yang.

Gao Yang has a good relationship with the two martial arts students in the class and is considered a "gangster" in the class.

He doesn't study much in his daily life and knows many martial arts students or "gangsters" in other classes, which is more powerful in the eyes of ordinary students.

The next moment.

"Han Dong, why don't you speak?" Gao Yang continued to glance at Han Dong, smiling as if he was joking: "You smiled and nodded very well after school the day before yesterday."

As he said, he pointed at Han Dong with his right index finger.

Then, he grabbed Han Dong's head with his right hand, trying to show his majesty with condescending attitude.

Han Dong leaned back and avoided Gao Yang's right palm.

"Tsk tsk..." Gao Yang was stunned and smiled unidentifiedly: "Stop showing off in front of me in the future. Really, this is my advice to you."

After saying that.

He shook his bangs and walked out of the classroom with his shoulders slanted. He was too lazy to say harsh words and disdained to pay attention to stupid students like Gu Yuanliang who were obviously not good at studying but were still obedient.

As for Han Dong?

Just an ordinary classmate.

In fact, Gao Yang kept sleeping yesterday afternoon and never witnessed the scene of martial arts student Sun Hui and Han Dong leaving the classroom side by side, so he didn't look at Han Dong at all. If he knew, he would probably have to measure it.

After all, there is a friend of martial arts students, which is quite deterrent.

"This is high..."

Gu Yuanliang's face looked a little ugly. Fortunately, evening self-study was about to begin. Xu Churan, the back desk, had just left the classroom with his schoolbag on his back, otherwise how could he bear this breath!

In front of the beloved girl, Gu Yuanliang never admits to his conscience.
To be continued...