"Ma Qiangang! Ma Qiangang..."

The little horse was elbowed by his deskmate several times, and his sober consciousness never knew how many levels he flew out of the sky and returned.

A fly buzzed around him, attracting Ma Qiangang's attention and causing him to ignore another more important goal.

"It's so annoying!"

Ma Qiangang took off his slippers with his left foot, and with a magical leg technique, his big foot stopped steadily above his shoulders, and his two toes clamped the annoying fly to death.

This hand and leg technique is amazing and is really handsome.

If the control of the body was not close to perfection, he would definitely not be able to perform such difficult movements, and almost all the students could not help but clamor.

"What a handsome footwork."

"It's worthy of being a Kuaishou pony."

"Awesome! Awesome..."

Ma Qiangang was also a little proud, and even stood up, hugged his wrists with both hands and made a bow. Just as the little horse was about to sit down casually, he was pressed on his shoulder by a jade hand.

His shoulders moved, and he was about to get rid of the clamping, but turned around but saw a familiar pretty face. He could only smile and transform from a rebellious to a obedient little horse, saying, "Teacher Lin Xin, why are you here?"

Lin Xin is the head teacher of Class 9, 3rd Class of Swire High School.

In the eyes of this young class teacher, Ma Qiangang is a student with extremely smart and talented people, and is very talented in liberal arts and martial arts, but he is too clever and does not work hard enough, resulting in his grades not being up or down.

Especially Lin Xin knew that Ma Qiangang had the chance to be recruited by special departments in elementary and junior high schools, but they were both beaten during the assessment, which was especially a pity for his students.

Lin Xin said with a grudge: "Little Ma'er! If you have the energy to be handsome and use three points to study and practice martial arts, not to mention that the top ten schools are expected to be admitted to the top universities, but what about..."

Ma Qiangang said with a smile: "I will work hard and not embarrass Teacher Lin. This college entrance examination, my goal is to the Vajra Department of Tianchan Temple University, and I will be admitted to the double top tier!"

Lin Xin sighed and was a little desperate about Ma Qiangang. This student was too tired and had no way to educate him.

No matter what you say, he will agree, pat his chest, and promise it with confidence. He will turn around and continue to do his own things and be lawless.

Lin Xin walked up to the podium and began to explain the review content.

Now all the courses for senior high school students have been finished, and only review is left.

Most of the time, this group of students is studying on their own and the teacher occasionally answers questions.

Boyang Swire High School is not only the best high school in the city, but also the top five high schools in the 300 provinces in the east.

Lin Xin is very looking forward to the fact that there are more students in his class and those who have been admitted to top universities.

The ringtone rang!

Lin Xin blinked and never saw anyone on Ma Qiangang's seat again. She sighed and announced the end of get out of class.

The students also began to organize their schoolbags and prepare to go home.

The moment Lin Xin announced the end of get out of class, Ma Qiangang used the Great Qian Yanshi Art to promote the light skills of following the willows.

The left foot, waist, ribs, shoulders, and back heart were exerted together, and he turned out the window, then hooked his hand, pressed the transparent floor-to-ceiling window, and flew to the roof of the teaching building with the force.

The Great Qian Yanshi Jue is one of the eight basic internal skills of martial arts in junior high and high schools.

The internal force of this mental method can almost promote all martial arts in the world, and it is a versatile one.

By the flowers and willows, he is known as the most elegant and elegant light skill in folk martial arts.

The biggest advantage of this light skills is that you can exert your strength in any posture, like an immortal like a smoke or a cloud, or like a ghost like a demon.

Xiao Ma'er has the most experience in practicing these two martial arts.

He lay on the roof, never moving anymore, his thoughts drifted farther and farther away.

"What will happen if you go to college?"

"It's a pity that I should have been from a wealthy family, a teacher, a friend, and the gangs I joined are all very rich..."

"But I am the son of an agent now. My father has not been promoted for more than ten years because he is too straightforward. An agent in his forties has no hope except waiting for retirement."

"Teacher Lin Xin is pretty good. Unfortunately, in this world, morality does not support teacher-student love. There are many senior sisters who have a crush on me, but..."

"It's a sigh of relief when talking about this."

"There are no twelve confidants!"

Ma Qiangang was chattering and talking to himself.

He only has these complaints when he is alone.

If there was no such hour of relaxation every day, the little horse would suspect that he would be crazy.

As a person who is reborn in another world, his biggest feeling is loneliness!

There are a lot of things... you can't tell people.

You have to be careful not to show your strength. Who made him blink and bring back the memories of his previous life?

Ma Qiangang was not in a hurry to go home. He was on the roof of the teaching building and practiced this internal skill for more than two hours.

He really doesn't want to go home and listen to the nagging of "Old Matou".

If you can wave one more minute outside, you would rather wave sixty seconds more.

It was not until my stomach was a little hungry that the little horse flew over and fell to the ground. At this moment, except for the students who volunteered to study at school, most of the students had already returned home, and the campus was very quiet.

After a few leaps, the little horse has already left school.

Even though he has always hidden his strength, Ma Qiangang has always been the number one in the ancient high school in light skills.

Whether it is a long-distance raid or a short-distance sprint, a high and low sprint, a change in body movement...

He has no shortcomings in all.

"pity……"

"Only the Martial Saint can fly in the air!"

Ma Qiangang was thinking all the way and rushed back home from school.

As soon as Ma Qiangang pushed open the door, he heard my mother's voice: "Go to deliver food to your father, he has no food for another day."

I pointed at a huge lunch box on the table.

Ma Qiangang wanted to say, "I haven't eaten yet." But because of the second reincarnation, he always felt that he was not his biological child, so he couldn't be so righteous. He grabbed the lunch box and left the house in disappointment.

His father is an agent of the Boyang Police Security Bureau. He works very hard. When he works overtime, he gets off work more than he normally does, and often forgets to eat.

So Ma Qiangang is familiar with the job of delivering food.

Since he was seven or eight years old, or Xiao Douding, he often went to and from the city police and security bureau to deliver meals to his father with lunch boxes.

The little horse carried the lunch box, whistled, and flipped his slippers, and headed straight to the city police station.

He is also a familiar face in the city police and security bureau.

Ma Qiangang entered the city police security bureau, but no one stopped him. Even the guards at the door grinned at him, with a kind attitude.

Ma Qiangang did not forget to wave his hand with a bright smile, and then he ran all the way to the fifth office building.

As soon as he ran into the office building, someone was pinched in the face!
Chapter completed!