next day

Ning An had woken up early. After practicing for so many years, her schedule was not easy to change.

Looking at his sleeping wife beside him, he had no intention of disturbing her.

Mainly because it was a bit crazy last night.

Plus we haven't seen each other for several years, so we must have tried our best.

"It seems that Zhi Qiao was more enthusiastic than before last night!"

But Ning An also has doubts.

Fortunately, Ning An soon did not dwell on this point.

Instead, start a day of practice.

In the past, with the help of accumulated accumulation, I rushed to the late stage of the third level in one breath.

But the cultivation is not very stable.

Therefore, the joy of breakthrough did not last long, and Ning An practiced step by step as before.

There is a dedicated training room in the house.

Usually it is Wen Zhiqiao who uses it, but now it is naturally Ning An's turn.

Wen Zhiqiao couldn't help but blush slightly after waking up.

She also thought about her madness last night.

On the one hand, it was because of the shock caused by the Chi Ling Fruit yesterday.

On the other hand, she wants her husband.

That’s why!

But soon she found that she slept until almost noon.

Fortunately, she had no classes in the morning.

Mother Ning was not dissatisfied with Wen Zhiqiao.

I even hope to take advantage of this period of time to have one more grandchild.

In the era of spiritual energy recovery, there are no birth restrictions.

They even encourage childbirth, after all, people are constantly dying on the battlefield.

The number of humans continues to decrease.

And only with enough bases can more warriors be born.

"Husband, I wonder if you can take some time to conduct a special training for the students I teach."

At the lunch table, Wen Zhiqiao finally plucked up the courage to plead.

As the words fell, Ning An's eyes flashed with a hint of understanding.

He asked why Wen Zhiqiao was a little different last night.

It turned out that I wanted to ask for something!

He still knows a little about the class his wife teaches.

This year should happen to be the third year of high school, which means that the college entrance examination will be held in more than a month.

That year was based on the situation of Qingshan No.15 Middle School in previous years.

He was also not very optimistic about Wen Zhiqiao's class.

I'm afraid not even one of them has been admitted to the martial arts university.

It has taken so many years for spiritual energy to revive, although there should be dozens of martial arts universities.

But each school enrolls only a few hundred students each year.

It's not that I don't want to take more tricks, but it's because of resource constraints.

Secondly, Qingshan Base is indeed not a little bit worse than many bases.

Ranked last in the Southwest region.

Not to mention the entire Shenxia Federation.

Secondly, the competition among middle schools in Qingshan Base itself is also very fierce.

Qingshan No. 15 Middle School can only be ranked in the middle among all the middle schools in the entire Qingshan base.

In Ning An's eyes, most of them would join the federal army.

But it is very rare for a wife to ask for her.

In addition, Ning An did not come back for a long time, which means she failed to fulfill her husband's responsibilities.

"How about taking a look at these students first!?"

Ning An finally spoke out after hesitating.

After the words fell, Wen Zhiqiao couldn't help but smile.

Although the relationship between the two is a bit strange, she still knows a lot about her husband.

If there is no rejection, then there is a great chance.

This made Wen Zhiqiao very excited.

In the afternoon, Ning An took Wen Zhiqiao to Qingshan No. 15 Middle School on his bicycle.

Don't be in a hurry along the way, just take a look at the changes along the way.

He was in a hurry to come back, so he didn't pay much attention to the changes in Qingshan Base.

It seems now that there are still a lot of changes compared to three years ago.

For example, the roads have obviously been built.

There are also buildings along the two roads that have obviously been rebuilt.

"Qingshan No. 15 Middle School, how has it become now?!"

"The old principal should have retired, right?!"

Ning An has not forgotten to ask Wen Zhiqiao.

After all, this was also my alma mater, even if this alma mater was indeed a bit unsatisfactory.

"Not much has changed since we were studying together."

"Although Qingshan Base has increased support for students."

"But support is also based on the annual college entrance examination results."

"Many freshmen with good qualifications also tend to go to high-ranking middle schools."

Wen Zhiqiao shook his head and said loudly, with a lot of sighs in his words.

She was a teacher at Qingshan No.15 Middle School from her grandfather's generation.

From his own father to his own generation!

However, looking at the mediocrity of Qingshan No.15 Middle School, I still feel a little unwilling in my heart.

"And the old principal has retired!"

"The new principal's name is Wu Zhiqiang, and he is in his early forties!"

"I heard that he retired from the war zone."

“Despite some ideas for change there has been little success.”

After Wen Zhiqiao calmed down for a while, his voice continued.

Even she is a little pessimistic about the future of Qingshan No.15 Middle School.

As Wen Zhiqiao explained, Jiang Shunyuan gained a new understanding of his former alma mater.

As time went by, I arrived at school before I knew it!

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