lanterns illuminate rivers and mountains

The school Ye Zhen is about to enroll in is a private aristocratic middle school on the outskirts of the city. The principal and the Han family in Beijing used to have an unspeakable friendship, so Ye Zhen, a "black household" whose identity problem has not been resolved, was decisively crammed into the junior high school of this school. Third grade.

Long Jiwei's philosophy is that children must read books, even if they are useless in the future, books must be read.

Xuanlin threw Ye Zhen at the school gate, rolled down the car window, and warned sternly: "Be honest with me on the first day of school, brat! Don't gather crowds to fight and make trouble, don't peek into the girls' locker room, don't sneak around Female teacher's ass, the most important thing is not to talk nonsense! Otherwise, I can't even protect you from your father!"

Ye Zhen said: "Understood, thank you uncle. Does your head still hurt after being hit twice by Long Jiwei?"

Xuanlin: "..."

Xuanlin stepped on the accelerator angrily and walked away.

Ye Zhen shrugged his shoulders (he learned this action from TV), carrying his schoolbag, and slowly walked towards the school.The school uniform of the private school is good-looking, a light gray V-neck sweater, and the collar of the white shirt is turned out, revealing a small blue tie.The straight trousers perfectly embellished the youthful and handsome figure, and the black leather shoes bought by Long Jiwei stepped on the ground without making a sound.

Some of the passing girls turned their heads to look at him, covering their mouths and laughing secretly.

Ye Zhen didn't realize it. After wandering around the teaching building for a long time, he finally grabbed a passing student and asked, "Where is Class [-], Grade [-]?"

The boy wondered, "I'm from Class [-], Grade [-], who are you?"

"newcomer."

"Oh, I have to know you." The boy nodded and said enthusiastically, "Let's go to class. What's your name?"

"...Ye Thirteen."

"My name is Wei Hu." The two walked for a while in silence, and Wei Hu finally couldn't help asking: "Your name is really Ye Shisan? This name..."

Ye Zhen said, "It sounds good, right?"

The corner of Wei Hu's mouth twitched twice and said nothing.

For the newcomers, the attitude of the students is always wary mixed with curiosity.

School is a miniature version of adult society. A new transfer student in a class is like a paratrooper in a company.Everyone couldn't help but secretly peeped at him, and pretended not to be curious, but in fact, no one was attending the class anymore.

The English teacher is a young girl. From the podium, everyone's little movements are clear.She tapped on the blackboard with chalk and asked, "Can someone read the next paragraph to everyone?"

No one raised their hands.

The girl in the front row took out a small mirror and used the reflection to peek at the handsome boy sitting in the back row.

The teacher laughed and called the name: "That new classmate Ye Shisan, you come to read the text for everyone... Oh, you don't have any books? Wei Hu will lend him."

Wei Hu quickly pushed the book over and secretly pointed at a certain paragraph in the text.

So everyone in the classroom turned their heads aboveboard, their scorching gazes almost roasting a hole in the "newcomer".

"..." Ye Zhen stared at the distorted tadpole letters in the textbook, but couldn't say a word.

"Read, read." Wei Hu urged in a low voice, bathed in the enthusiastic eyes of the whole classroom, he didn't even dare to lift his head.

"..." Ye Zhen remained silent, and said expressionlessly for a while, "I'm sorry, I won't."

There was a burst of low laughter in the classroom.

The female teacher was not angry, and asked: "I don't know anything? I know at least one or two sentences."

"will not."

"There must be one or two words."

"Really not." Ye Zhen paused, and said embarrassingly, "I haven't learned it before."

Someone in the classroom took a breath, and the female teacher was also startled, and asked, "Which school did you go to before, didn't you take English class?"

"I haven't been to school." Ye Zhen stiffened his neck, but his eyes were fixed on the podium, determined not to look at the expressions on other people's faces.

He started to want to go home.

When he told Long Jiwei that he didn't go to school, Long Jiwei was not surprised, and even Xuanlin didn't show an incredible expression.

"Okay...okay...you sit down first, we'll talk after class." The female teacher was also dumbfounded, and it took a few seconds for her to realize: "Wei Hu, come and read this text for Ye Shisan. "

Ye Zhen sat back on the chair with a plop, and looked down at the tiny cracks in the paint on the desk.Wei Hu immediately stood up and read Tadpole Wen in a squeaky language he couldn't understand.

What are the good things about foreigners?Ye Zhen thought angrily.

Isn't it just that I haven't gone to school? I don't care about it.

Ye Zhen thought that Xuanlin would come to pick him up at noon, but he was disappointed.

Because of its remote location, almost no one went home at noon in this school, and everyone had lunch at school.Of course, in aristocratic schools, there are more children from wealthy families, more people take a taxi to the hotel for dinner at noon, and fewer students take their lunch break at school.

Ye Zhen touched his pocket, and there was 50 yuan from Long Jiwei in it.

What to buy to eat?Ye Zhen walked around the entrance of the cafeteria and saw many students chatting in twos and threes, so he quietly retreated out.

There were still many people peeking at him and wanting to talk to him, but Ye Zhen didn't notice it.

After all, he is a half-grown child, and his self-esteem is still very strong.In the morning when he made a fool of himself in class, he felt that everyone in the world was laughing at him and talking about him.

Actually they were just curious, and some girls actually just wanted his phone number.

Ye Zhen staggered out of the school gate and walked slowly along the road.There are many retail stores on the roadside, as well as hardware materials, fast hotels, etc. Ye Zhen looked at them curiously all the way, and soon left the street where the school is located.

The wall of another school appears on the corner of the street.

Ye Zhen looked at it from a distance, and he knew the words on the signboard at the school gate: Dalian Changshan Martial Arts School.

Martial arts school?What is this, Wuguan?

Ye Zhen pinched his chin and thought for a while, then he understood.It should be something like a martial arts school, or a martial arts school.The school he went to was a private school, and here, Master Wu opened a school to accept his disciples.

He deeply felt that he went to the wrong school, this is the place he should come to!

Ye Zhen figured it out, so he poked his head around and wanted to sneak into the martial arts school for a stroll.Helplessly, the martial arts school is an all-boarding school, and the gates are usually locked, and non-school students need to register to enter and exit, so he can't sneak in no matter what.

Just when Ye Zhen retracted his head in disappointment, and was about to leave along the same path, someone suddenly patted his shoulder heavily: "What does this kid do? Hey, I'm asking you something!"

Several young people with unkind faces formed a circle, tightly surrounding Ye Zhen in the middle.This group of people were all wearing red tracksuits, their hair was cut in various ways, the back of Pai Yezhen's head was shaved, but a large bang was left in front, like a broom.

Ye Zhen didn't know that he ran into a gangster from a martial arts school, he just felt curious, stared at the broom head several times, wondering if there was ringworm on the back of this person's head?Why don't you shave your hair?

The broom head immediately became upset: "Hey, I'm asking you something! Why are you staring at me!" As he spoke, he stretched out his hand and pushed Ye Zhen staggeringly.

There were no people on the road at noon, and even if there were, they all hurried past with their heads bowed and shoulders shrugged.

Ye Zhen didn't feel any danger at all, and said honestly: "I was just wandering around. I wanted to go into the martial arts gym, but if I couldn't get in, I came out."

The gangsters giggled: "I want to go to the martial arts gym~" "This is also where you can enter if you want?" "Hahahaha..."

This laughter gave Ye Zhen an instinctive and malicious feeling. He pushed the broom head away and said, "I'm leaving."

The broom head immediately grabbed him: "Let me see, yo, this school uniform is from the middle school next door! A kid from a rich family!"

The punks laughed maliciously.

"Look at this little boy, don't rush away! Let's borrow some money to spend." The broom reached out to touch Ye Zhen's pocket, but he didn't find the wallet, but took out a fifty-dollar bill: "Oh, only So much?"

He immediately reached out to push Ye Zhen: "What else? Hand it over!"

Who knew that Ye Zhen was not so easy to push this time, before his hand touched the corner of Ye Zhen's clothes, Ye Zhen waved his hand lightly, like a flower brushing a willow, and instantly waved his hand aside.

The broom was startled, and felt that his hand had been pushed away, and suddenly became angry, and punched it up: "Stinky boy, be sensible! Don't toast and eat fine wine!"

Ye Zhen frowned, and easily blocked his fist on his right palm with a slap, and moved his left fingers together like a sword, and quickly tapped on the broom head's arm.

"Ah!!" The broom head screamed in an instant, only to feel that half of the body was completely numb, as if it had been electrocuted from the shoulders to the soles of the feet.

Seeing that the situation was not right, the gangsters immediately rushed up: "Fuck him, what are you doing?!" "Grab him, grab him!" "Wipe his ancestors! How dare you fight with me!" "Beat him to death!"

There was a roaring sound, Ye Zhen took half a step back from the several figures rushing up, and tapped the index fingers of the left and right hands on the cheeks of the two of them at the same time, and the two of them screamed and fell to the ground, clutching their cheeks and unable to speak ; Then stood on one foot again, and in an instant a swift and violent whirlwind kick swept the third person a few steps away.

The remaining three were shocked!The few of them are considered to be among the best in martial arts school. Who knew that when they fought against this young man, as soon as they met each other, four of them fell down in an instant!

"Fuck his grandma!" A man with dyed yellow hair couldn't hold back, stepped on the wall in two steps, turned around in the air and kicked Ye Zhen's back.Who knew that Ye Zhen had long eyes on his back, without even looking, he slapped Huang Fafei's calf hard with his backhand!

Huang Fa let out a heart-piercing scream, and rolled to the ground clutching his calf, the scream was as if his leg bones had been smashed.

The last two looked at each other, looking a little shy.Ye Zhen asked: "Do you still want to fight?"

Neither of them dared to speak, Ye Zhen asked again: "Do you still want to fight?"

"..."

Ye Zhen then bent down to pick up the 50 yuan that the broom head threw on the ground, put it in his pocket, and stepped over the yellow-haired convulsive body and walked forward.

The moment they passed each other, the two men winked at each other, and rushed up to grab Ye Zhen's left and right hands at the same time!

There were two soft slaps, Ye Zhen didn't even look at them, he grabbed the wrists of the two with one hand, and threw them forward casually like throwing a bag!

Two big living people were instantly thrown a few steps away by him, one left and one right!After falling to the ground with two bangs, they didn't even dare to scream, and ran as far as they could, one of them fell several times in a row.

Ye Zhen looked back at their backs and shook his head regretfully.

This martial arts gym is so big, but the disciples are so useless, it must not be a good martial arts gym.

No wonder Long Jiwei didn't send himself here, Long Jiwei's decision is always correct!

Just when little classmate Ye Zhen was lamenting that the talents of martial arts are withering these days and that there are no masters in such a big martial arts gym, another famous martial arts gym in Liaoning ushered in a group of uninvited guests.

As soon as the disciples of Taifeng Martial Arts opened the gate in the afternoon, they saw a row of men in karate uniforms standing outside the gate. They were all tall, tall, and restrained, standing there like a mountain, which made people feel frightened.

The curator rushed out, and before he had time to ask, an assistant politely handed over his business card: "Hello, curator Zhao, I am the assistant of the Kurosawa family in Japan, Ohara Chisumi. Is there such a person among the disciples in your office?" Is it?"

As soon as the assistant winked, someone immediately unfolded the scroll - the portrait is a thin boy of fifteen or sixteen years old, with downcast eyes, handsome appearance, and extremely hard lines on the profile.

After identifying it for a long time, the curator asked doubtfully, "This... I can't recognize it. What can I do for you?"

The assistant glanced at Kurosawa's expression.Kurosawagawa was wearing a suit, standing far away by the car door, with a heavy expression on his face.

The assistant put away the scroll with a sigh, and said, "I'm really sorry to rush to your place to bother you. Your martial arts masters are highly skilled and have many disciples. I have been famous for a long time, so I can always save one side."

The curator finally understood a little bit what he meant: "What advice do you have?"

The assistant beckoned, and more than a dozen black belts in karate took a step forward at the same time.

I saw him laughing and said: "—then please give me your advice!"

In less than half an hour, the door of the martial arts hall opened again.

Kurosawa walked in the front, his shirt sleeves rolled up to his elbows, revealing his bronze-colored muscular arms.With his expensive suit jacket on his hand, the assistant followed closely behind.

A dozen or so karate masters lined up in a row, stepping neatly, with expressionless faces.

Xiaoyuan Chichun smiled and said: "It's hard to live up to a great name. I know the meaning of this sentence. It is said that it is a famous martial arts gym, but in fact it can't even compare with our little fingers. This kind of place must not be able to cultivate instant kills." Mr. Togo's master."

Kurosawagawa said: "You should learn another Chinese saying, which is to lose Jingzhou carelessly."

Xiao Yuan immediately bowed his head and answered yes.

Kurosawa said flatly again: "Don't take it lightly, if you really meet that evil spirit, you won't be enough for him to fill the gaps between his teeth."

This time even the dozen or so masters behind him bowed their heads respectfully and said, "I'm very sorry!"

Kurosawa didn't take it seriously, and said, "From now on, we'll use this as a starting point to sweep across the black and white trails in this area. Don't let go of even the slightest clue until you find the boy's trace."

He stretched out his hand to open the car door, and his subordinates stood behind him, bowing at ninety degrees: "—Yes!"