Strive to be rich and handsome

"Although you are not my son, I don't think I will have a son in this life." Uncle Dongba stood in front of the window with his hands behind his back, with the lonely expression on his face that is unique to a master.

so……?Leorio had an ominous premonition.

"So, I plan to pass on the unique skills passed down from my family to you." Dongba's chubby right hand raised the kitchen knife high, and the sharp blade reflected the cold light in the sun.

A drop of cold sweat dripped slowly, and Leo Li pushed his glasses with great pressure. Is this premonition that he will be dissected if he doesn't learn it an illusion?

But "then the legendary stunt..." is—

"My family's ancestral mysterious orange juice recipe!" Dongba said every word, and turned around suddenly.The sunlight coated his figure with a layer of gold, and his firm eyes looked like the most valiant fighter.

"I took the hunter exam 29 times, in order to sell our ancestral delicious orange juice." Uncle Dongba paced slowly, narrating his hard-working experience in selling orange juice.

"But those guys with strong limbs and simple minds obviously don't have enough taste cells to appreciate this unparalleled art." He walked slowly to the junction of light and shadow, half bright and half sad on his face.

"Hmph! They don't even have a basic judgment on orange juice, what qualifications do they have to be hunters?!"

"Leorio, although I am old, you must inherit my career!"

"Because you are my Dongba's son!"

"..." Who did you say was your son? The wind was too strong, so I couldn't hear clearly.

Sure enough, living in someone else's house and being a free son would be punished. He silently threw the tomato into the unknown liquid. After a puff of blue smoke, the tomato completely melted away.

The solution began to boil, bubbling violently, and the part that accidentally splashed fell on the table, burning a small black dot.

In an instant, Leo Li realized, he knew how the countless scorched black dots on the table came from.

By the way, is this thing really for drinking...?Looking at the unknown liquid in the beaker, Leorio began to seriously calculate the prison sentence for intentional homicide.

"To be a great orange juice salesman, strong force and persistent physical strength are the most basic conditions."

The physical strength to cross snow-capped mountains and deserts, the endurance to carry a large amount of juice for a long time, and the force to force others to buy are the basic requirements for an orange juice salesman.

Before he had time to complain about it, metal rings weighing fifty catties were buckled on each of Leorie's wrists, as well as on his feet.

"The ability to bear weight is the most basic element." Dongba looked serious.

Running with whips.

"Persistent physical strength is the root of everything." Dongba said with a blank expression.

An hour later Leorio rushed into the bathroom drenched in sweat.

Take a quick shower and get out.

"Thanks for your hard work." Dongba thoughtfully handed over a glass of juice with a kind face.

"Thank you." Replied quickly, Leorio walked out quickly with his schoolbag in his hand and poured juice.When I went out, I put the finished cup on the table and started running to school.

It's too late.

The moment Leorie stepped into the school gate, he suddenly felt a strange grumbling sound from his stomach.

In the next second, everyone felt a gust of wind blowing by, and the junior high school student with a mature face had disappeared.

On that day, Leorie squatted in the toilet all afternoon sadly, almost prolapsed.

In the Locke House, Dongba is drinking delicious homemade orange juice, with slightly drooping eyelids—Leo Li probably can’t do advanced skills such as camouflage at the moment, but it’s also a good thing to let him see it first.

Since then, Leo Li looked at Dongba in awe.

For the first time, he felt that this so-called ancestral stunt really had a reason for its existence, and it was able to defeat his stomach that had been tempered by the inferior food on Meteor Street...

Dongba is a man of the town, a strong man who participated in 29 consecutive hunter exams and survived. It is said that his ability to make orange juice is unfathomable...

Legend has it that he went deep into the Forest of Despair in search of ingredients to make orange juice.

Legend has it that his juices impressed many powerful hunters.

According to legend, that person at the level of a great god has only one adopted son who is in junior high school, and that is——

That uncle-faced boy sleeping on the table with a haggard face.

The math teacher was writing and drawing on the blackboard with a textbook in one hand and chalk in the other, and turned around.

Very good... The uncle-faced student who transferred fell asleep again.

How many times is this this week? !

The poor teacher who felt his blood pressure soared sharply put down the chalk, took a deep breath and still felt the veins on his forehead throbbing.

Restraining his emotions, he slowly walked to Leorio's desk and knocked on the desk.

Under the gaze of the whole class, Leorio remained motionless.

Noticing the sharp look in the teacher's eyes, the study committee member shook Leorio's shoulder and whispered, "Hey, wake up and go to class."

Still motionless.

Woooooo... The teacher's face was so scary, the female study committee member who was trembling all over gritted her teeth, and stepped heavily on Leori's foot.

All he could hear was screaming "Ah!!", and Leo Li jumped up violently.

"...Leo Li." The math teacher's voice seemed to come from hell, which surprised Leo Li.

"Hi, hi!" Immediately stood at attention.

"Get to the door and stand there." The math teacher continued to return to the podium after giving the order neatly.

That day, Leorio stood miserably in the corridor, blowing cold wind.

"Classmate Leorie." Very good, no response.

"Student Leorie!" There was still no response.

"Student Leorie!!" A voice burst out suddenly.

"Ah?" Seeing a student startled suddenly, he looked around in a daze and panic, and then looked at himself: "Is there an earthquake?"

Looking at the dazed and innocent look and the movements of other students twisting their faces and lowering their heads to hold back their laughter.

The general language teacher felt that his head was really, really hurting.

"Student Leorie, please answer this question." Sighing, the Mandarin teacher suddenly felt that he might be able to change jobs.

In the office:

"I have to say that the boy who always dozes off in my class affects my mood in class too much." The common language teacher complained while tidying up the textbooks on the table.

"Well, is that the new kid?"

"Yes, it's him."

"That guy was in my class too." The math teacher exclaimed over a cup of tea.

The transfer student named Leorio needs to be paid attention to. ——Teachers discuss the results.

In the following days, under the double ravages of school and family, Leo Li became increasingly thin and haggard.Then one day he finally realized it.

He can't fool Dongba, but he only needs to get good grades to learn this kind of thing, and it doesn't matter much if he skips classes in normal times.

After several failures, Leorio developed his own preparatory work for cheating, a complete cheating operation, and how to deal with it after being discovered.

Before the exam, you must focus on the key points and do a cheat sheet.

During the exam, you should see the position of the invigilator and listen to the answers of the students from all over the world.Even if the invigilator walks around, he can still keep his expression on. The key point is to be calm.

If it doesn't work and gets caught, cough - this needs to be adaptable. (Good boy, don't imitate this guy.)

"Your physical strength has improved a lot recently." Dong Ba, who was sitting on a chair drinking orange juice, gave a very pertinent evaluation.

"...That is necessary." He looked at Dongba in awe... the orange juice in his hand.

"So it really is the effect of orange juice." Dongba stroked his chin and came to a conclusion.

"...to some extent." It seemed that it was really...that kind of thing, he never wanted to taste it for the second time in his life.

"But your skill in making orange juice hasn't improved much." Dongba frowned.

"..." That broken liquid (orange) body (juice), is there really any difference between good craftsmanship and bad workmanship?

"However, skills can be practiced slowly, um, the weight needs to be increased." Dongba sat up and began to rummaging through boxes and boxes.

"The left and right hands are two hundred catties each, and the ones on the feet are the same. Get used to it as soon as possible, and continue to run in the morning tomorrow." After forcing Leori to update his equipment, Dongba left gracefully.

"..."... Leorio, who just started to feel that the training was easy, burst into tears.

"This time the topic is so difficult."

"It's okay, but I will do the last question obviously. I just did it yesterday and I can't remember it."

"Haha, you are miserable."

"Hey, I don't want you to gloat like this."

The students walked out in twos and threes with their schoolbags on their backs.

"Hey, Leori, how did you do in the exam?" The study committee member with two braids jumped up and down beside Leori.

"Very good." Carrying his schoolbag, Leorio replied very simply.

"Tch, you're lying!" The girl sneered unceremoniously: "You skipped so many classes, there must be a lot of things you can't do."

The fake uncle pushed his glasses: "Don't think I'm on the same level as you."

Children, you have to know that there is a great exam method in the world called cheating.

And Leorio said that he really can't stand these childish little ghosts.

No. 1 in three consecutive exams, Leorio easily jumped to the third grade of junior high school, and then successfully entered a key high school with his keen perception of key points and superb level of making cheat sheets.

After successfully getting rid of Uncle Dongba and the group of childish junior high school students, Leorio expressed that he was really happy.

It just so happened that the headmaster who was bored today happily ran to meet this legendary genius boy, who was said to be only 13 years old.

While shaking hands with Leori, the principal poked his head into the car: "Where is that little classmate Leori, isn't he with you?"

"...Here we come." He replied seriously.

"Oh, what about others?" The principal smiled kindly and eagerly, while continuing to look around.

"I'm Leorio." I'm really sorry to disappoint you.

Throwing a bomb calmly and then calmly looking at the principal's instantly cracked face, Leorio looked up at the sky, he had really seen this kind of situation too much.